When did she first meet Jiang Qin? After Suixintuan lost his arm to survive, out of curiosity, he and Ye Ziqing went back to Linchuan, but they were disappointed.
He doesn’t have the temperament of an entrepreneur at all. He sits in a sloppy manner, speaks dirty words, and doesn’t care about business at all. The whole department is talking about how fat his dog is, and the roommates in his dormitory are all fun-loving people. .
Therefore, when Liu Yin was helping in Shanghai, every time she spoke for her Uncle Jiang, she looked disdainful.
But until this time, she didn’t know what it meant to strategize and win a thousand miles.
It was also because of this sweat-soaked experience that the figures of Jiang Qin and the entrepreneur slowly merged in her heart and began to tower into the sky.
“A college student, a college student who has not yet graduated…”
At the same time, Robin had already left the branch with Song Yaqian and headed to the airport to pick up Yang Xueyu who was sent from Kyoto.
Robin didn’t know much about Yang Xueyu, nor did he want to, because from now on, the Shanghai market had nothing to do with him.
He just made some casual greetings, and then took him to the Hilton Hotel, intending to ask Song Yaqian to introduce him to the current situation, and he planned to take advantage of the transfer to take a few days of rest.
“Mr. Yang is tired from traveling. Let’s take a good rest later. We will hold a welcome banquet at seven o’clock in the evening.”
“Okay, Mr. Luo, everything is up to you.”
At the front desk of the Hilton Hotel, Robin was talking when Song Yaqian next to him suddenly pulled his sleeve and pointed to the back right side of the front desk.
Robin looked back with doubtful eyes and saw a young man in a suit walking towards the restaurant.
He didn’t understand what Song Yaqian meant at first, but it didn’t take long for him to realize that the person walking towards the restaurant was Jiang Qin.
“Ya Qian, you take Mr. Yang to check in, and I’ll go over there.”
“Okay Mr. Luo.”
Robin adjusted his suit, tucked in his shirt, and fiddled with his tie before walking into the restaurant.
It’s strange to say that he didn’t pay much attention to Yang Xueyu when he went to pick him up. It can be seen that when he saw Jiang Qin, he couldn’t help but start to sort out his image.
Jiang Qin was sitting in a seat by the window, with a steak in front of him and a glass of red wine next to him. He then took out a pair of scissors from the drawer, cut the steak into diced pieces, and pierced his mouth with a toothpick. Send it here.
Seeing this scene, Robin took a deep breath and thought to himself that this person was indeed a master who didn’t play by the rules.
“Can we share a table?”
Jiang Qin raised his head and glanced at him: “Mr. Luo?”
Robin smiled slightly: “It’s me.”
“Good man.”