Who Would Fall in Love After Being Reborn?

TL: Etude

“Old Jiang, when did you start seeking Buddha’s help?”

“What’s the use of seeking Buddha? Does Buddha wear silk stockings?”

“?!”

Jiang Qin quietly put down his wine glass, recalling the joyous night in Room 207 when he locked the door, caressing Feng Nanshu’s snow white feet while absorbing knowledge.

Some educational experts’ research findings are truly undeniable.

The efficiency of learning with joy is indeed the highest.

This is because the human body has a memory transmission substance that is stimulated by happiness and closely linked to the brain’s central system. When nerve cells are in a highly excited state, memory is significantly enhanced, accelerating learning and solidifying memory.

Jiang Qin didn’t consider himself a photographic-memory genius. His dazzling achievements were simply the result of finding the right methods.

Cao Guangyu’s face turned green with envy.

Damn it, he didn’t fail his exams, and now he’s tricking me into a meal? Damn that bastard! I can’t stay in Room 302 anymore, I’ll apply to change dorms after the winter break. There’s a dog in there!

Jiang Qin patted his shoulder, signaling him to relax, then felt the buzzing vibration and took out his phone.

“Big brother, let’s go for a walk.”

“No walk.”

“I want to go for a walk, it’s the holidays.”

“But I’m currently at a class gathering. How about you come to Room 208 in an hour?”

“Okay.”

Jiang Qin pocketed his phone and hurriedly ate a few more bites.

After the meal, Song Qingqing and Jian Chun suggested karaoke. There was a KTV not far from the school, with average facilities but popular due to its proximity.

Old Lu waved his hand, declining the invitation.

With year-end meetings and various reports to write, finding time for a meal was already a stretch.

Seeing Old Lu’s refusal, Jiang Qin also declined. He had to return to Room 208 in the afternoon to make holiday arrangements.

The group-buying delivery service was officially suspended at noon today. All part-time delivery staff stopped taking orders after receiving their wages.

Although the group-buying service was suspended, the forum’s operation continued, especially for students like Old Cao, who couldn’t resist showing off on the forum daily.

In this situation, each person in Room 208 only needed to act as an administrator for one day, making the holiday period manageable.

“Has the group-buying business been suspended?”

When Jiang Qin arrived at Room 208, the team was already there, chatting and waiting for him in the warm, foggy-windowed room.

“We stopped after delivering the noon order. The delivery staff’s wages have been fully paid, and the New Year’s bonuses have been distributed. Here’s the ledger.”

Wei Lanlan handed over two forms. Jiang Qin looked them over and nodded in satisfaction.

“Tan Qing, how’s the settlement with the merchants?”

“The walking street and college supermarket are settled. Only Wanzhong Mall is pending.”

“No worries, they’re not in a rush with their deep pockets. Let’s settle it after the holidays. Maybe I’ll pay a New Year visit to Old He, and the payment can be a New Year’s gift. After all, I’m like a little brother to him.”

Jiang Qin was adept at creating opportunities, already setting up a pit for He Yijun to fall into during the New Year’s greetings.

Then, he led the Room 208 team in a year-end summary meeting.

The keyword for 2008 was “start-up,” and for 2009, “takeoff.”

Thus, there was much preparatory work to be done during the winter break, and everyone needed to adapt in advance.

The marketing team had to do background checks and gather information about the Linchuan business tycoons, understanding their connections and preferences, based on the business cards Jiang Qin provided.

The content team needed to plan new topics to warm up for next year’s group-buying events.

The tech team had a relatively easy task: maintain the website, optimize it, and ensure the forum’s stability.

Lu Xuemei’s publicity team had the easiest task since operations were slowing down, eliminating the need for much design work.

After arranging the tasks for each team, Jiang Qin let out a sigh, ready to deliver a lengthy speech of gratitude to enhance the team’s cohesion.

It was the holidays, the New Year. After striving together towards a common goal for so long, it was time for some sentimentality.

He had prepared this thank-you speech the night before, a lengthy 4,000 words, which with his emphatic boss-like delivery would take about half an hour. He was sure it would deeply move these bright yet naive university students.

However, the next second, a series of footsteps approached from outside the door.

Feng Nanshu arrived at the entrance of Room 208, her clear eyes scanning the room until they found Jiang Qin. However, seeing that a meeting was in progress, she politely halted at the doorway, apparently planning to wait until it was over to come in.

Jiang Qin coughed upon seeing her and clasped his hands together.

“I’m not like other bosses. I’m not good at stirring emotions.”

“Of course, I also particularly dislike wasting everyone’s time with long-winded thank-you speeches. That’s something only a low-level and vulgar boss would do.”

“All our thousand words boil down to one phrase: Enjoy your holidays. Dismissed!”

Upon hearing this, Room 208 erupted into applause.

They had been students for so long, and the thing they hated most was lengthy speeches from leaders. The necessity to pretend to listen attentively was excruciating. Compared to that, their boss was considerate, always thinking of his employees!

“Wuhu, the boss finally did something humane!”

Su Nai excitedly shouted, quickly packing her backpack and luggage, and rushed out of the office to catch her train, exchanging a quick greeting with the boss lady.

“Damn, why does this female programmer speak so crudely?”

Jiang Qin muttered, taking Feng Nanshu’s hand and giving it a gentle squeeze, then directed everyone to unplug all necessary sockets.

Unlike Su Nai, who always bought tickets for trains she could barely catch, enjoying the thrill of running through the station, the others, though equally homesick, efficiently unplugged the sockets and gathered their personal items before leaving.

Only Lu Feiyu remained seated, skillfully playing Spider Solitaire.

“Old Lu, aren’t you going home?”

“I’m a local, no rush. You go ahead, Brother Dong. See you next year.”

Dong Wenhao glanced at the couple holding hands, thinking to himself, ‘See you next year, my foot. The boss is clearing the room to romance the boss’s lady, can’t you see?’

This guy, where did his emotional intelligence go?

So, he forcibly pulled Lu Feiyu up by the arm off the chair.

“Brother Dong, why are you dragging me?”

“I’m headed to the train station. Got a lot of luggage, could use your help.”

“Alright, boss, I’m off. Don’t miss me too much!” Lu Feiyu waved his hand as he was dragged out of the office.

Dong Wenhao facepalmed, covered Lu Feiyu’s mouth, smiled, said goodbye to the boss lady, and disappeared around the corner of the entrepreneurship center’s staircase.

Looking at the now empty office, Jiang Qin felt a sense of nostalgia.

In September, this place was empty and cluttered, but now it had taken shape. Every plant, every brick and tile, Jiang Qin had tirelessly negotiated for them with Principal Zhang and Director Yan. Was it easy?

“Little rich lady, when are you leaving?”

“I’m leaving tomorrow.”

“What a coincidence, I’m also leaving tomorrow. Then there’s no hurry, let’s go watch a movie in Room 207.”

Feng Nanshu’s eyes sparkled, and she obediently followed him to Room 207. After locking the door, they watched “Hachiko: A Dog’s Tale,” a movie they hadn’t finished on Christmas Eve.

The film indeed had a way of stirring emotions. Not only was the Akita dog adorable, but the heart-wrenching storyline also left Feng Nanshu feeling a bit sad.

“Jiang Qin, I want to have a dog too.”

Jiang Qin, leaning on the sofa, shook his head: “Pets aren’t allowed in the dorms. The dormitory auntie might spank you, and I won’t stop her.”

Feng Nanshu paused for a while: “Let’s find one on campus and keep it here.”

“Let’s talk about it when we come back. Keeping a dog is a lot of work. You have to walk it every day, and if you don’t walk it long enough, especially the more energetic ones, they might start destroying things at home…”

“?”

Feng Nanshu stared at him blankly, resolved to get a dog after the holidays.

Jiang Qin looked at the time; it was already past four in the afternoon. He needed to visit Xi Tian, close up for the holidays, and distribute New Year’s red envelopes to them.

He didn’t need to give one to Gao Wenhui, who, with her constant troublemaking in the dorm, had forfeited her entire salary and was likely bound to servitude for ten more years to regain her freedom.

“Jiang Qin, my socks are missing again.” Feng Nanshu looked at him with pleading eyes.

“Don’t move, stay put. I’ll find them for you.”

Jiang Qin got up, lifted the blanket, and found a pair of cotton socks behind him. He slipped them onto her white feet, put on her shoes, zipped them up, and took her hand to the front plaza.

Checking the accounts, clearing the stock, pulling the power switch, locking the door.

Hu Xin, the current store manager, took care of everything diligently and was handed a red envelope by Jiang Qin as she left.

Gao Wenhui, drooling with envy, asked, “Jiang Qin, where’s my red packet?”

“It’s all deducted.”

“Why?”

“You know why.”

Gao Wenhui looked blankly at Feng Nanshu, who took a deep breath, pretended to be clueless, and scampered away with Jiang Qin.

The next morning, most students had already left the campus. Zhou Chao, living farthest from home, was the first to leave, laden with bags and on the verge of tears.

Cao Guangyu and Ren Ziqiang also left one after the other, leaving Jiang Qin alone in the dorm.

After breakfast, under the bright sun, Jiang Qin went to the women’s dormitory of the Finance Department, gave the deducted red envelope to Gao Wenhui, warned her not to cause trouble again, and then escorted Feng Nanshu to the Cui Zhu Garden community across from the school.

Uncle Gong was already waiting in his car, putting down his book “The Arrogant Son-in-Law in the City.”

“Master Jiang, will you join us?”

“I still have some things to do in Linchuan. You go ahead and take the little rich lady home.”

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