Chapter 609 Internet Conference

At night, the black sky was low, inlaid with stars.

The lights in front of the door cast an orange light, dyeing the green grass of the lawn a little dim.

Jiang Qin, who had drunk a lot of wine at the cocktail party, was hungry, so he asked Wu Ma to make him some noodles.

Since yesterday afternoon, when his uncle called him to the study room and asked him to meet Feng Shirong privately, he has been loved by his aunt very much. He couldn't even go to the master bedroom at night, and now he was driven to the study room.

The little rich woman was asked to sleep with her aunt, and she was dragged over to apply a facial mask at ten o'clock.

Feng Nanshu's face, which looked like a peeled boiled egg, actually needed a facial mask. Jiang Qin didn't understand it at all.

He held chopsticks, ate noodles, and flipped his phone to check the process of tomorrow's discussion.

Alibaba's CEO Ma is a master of speech. They have a singing competition tomorrow, and he can't fall behind.

"Son-in-law, do you want some garlic?"

"No, Aunt Wu. Eating garlic at night makes my stomach uncomfortable. It's getting late. You should go to bed."

"I'll wait for you to finish eating before going to bed."

"No, I'm not the son of a wealthy family. I don't have to be so particular. I'll wash the dishes myself after eating. You can go to bed."

Jiang Qin took another mouthful of noodles: "When I was a child, I read comics in bed with a flashlight. When I was hungry, I got up secretly to find food. After eating, I immediately cleaned up the crime scene. Even my smart mother couldn't find it."

After listening, Aunt Wu smiled kindly, then took off her apron and went to the small building opposite.

She always felt that it was a blessing to meet a son-in-law who was a young lady, but after getting along with her for a few days, she began to feel that it might be more fortunate for a young lady to meet a son-in-law.

Jiang Qin quickly finished his midnight snack, washed the dishes, and then returned to the living room to rest for a while before going to bed, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at the Red Maple Leaf International Kindergarten Enrollment Brochure on the coffee table.

One, two, three times.

Jiang Qin rubbed his hands on his knees and looked around the living room. He guessed that no one would come, so he reached out and picked it up to take a look.

The teaching staff of this kindergarten is really good, and the teachers are highly educated.

The scenery in the kindergarten is also good, and the supporting facilities are also complete.

But just like the little rich woman said, the arrangement of those interest classes is too extravagant.

Music, art, English, programming, piano...

My God, this will make Jiang Ainan cry!

Jiang Qin pouted and threw the enrollment brochure on the coffee table, unable to accept it at all.

The little rich woman was taken away from her aunt's house when she was eight years old, and this may be the life she lived afterwards.

What music, art, piano and go, that's fine, there are also fucking judo and equestrianism.

Feng Nanshu is so sensitive to the interest tutoring arrangement of this kindergarten because of her own unhappiness, and she doesn't want Jiang Ainan to live this kind of life.

As soon as he thought of this, a picture emerged in his mind.

That was him and Feng Nanshu squatting on the ground, watching a little cute baby with not yet grown teeth, calling mom and dad in a baby voice.

"Damn, it's so exciting, it's completely different from the feeling of Guo Zihang calling godfather, it's amazing!"

"I can't think about it anymore, go to sleep!"

Jiang Qin's scalp was numb from the stimulation, and he quickly sat up from the sofa and went back upstairs, and then he saw Feng Nanshu,

She was sitting on the sofa in the corridor, wearing a gray silk pajamas, because it was thin and soft, the curve of her chest was full and round, and her two snow-white feet were stepping on the sofa, and her toes were moving around.

Seeing Jiang Qin going upstairs, the little rich woman curled up on the sofa said softly, "Brother, good night."

Jiang Qin also said good night to her, opened the door and prepared to go in, but found that the little rich woman was staring at him, with no intention of going back.

Boss Jiang thought for a moment, then stepped out of the guest room, leaned over and kissed her little mouth, sucking her tongue until it was numb before letting go.

The little rich woman who was kissed looked like she was drunk, with red cheeks. She staggered back to her aunt's room and fell on the bed.

Qin Jingqiu had just finished applying a facial mask and was applying essence in front of the dressing table. Seeing her niece who seemed to have drunk fake wine, she looked a little confused.

"What's wrong with you, Nanshu? Your cheeks are so red, do you have a fever?"

"Jiang Qin kissed me..."

"You... you kid, why do you say everything?"

"It was Jiang Qin kissed me..."

Feng Nanshu rolled on her aunt's bed expressionlessly, muttering Jiang Qin kissed me, Jiang Qin kissed me.

Seeing this scene, Qin Jingqiu couldn't help but smile, and when the smile faded, a trace of pity flashed in her eyes.

She was really glad that the man her niece met was Jiang Qin. Although the boy was not serious on weekdays, he had the ability to compete with Feng Group in just two years. No one expected this kind of thing at the beginning.

She once said that she hoped Feng Nanshu would marry an ordinary person, to put it bluntly, to avoid.

Avoid Duan Ying, that woman, avoid that heartless father, and be an ordinary person peacefully.

After all, with Nanshu's personality, she dared not fight, and would not fight, especially Duan Ying's methods were very clever, even if she really fought, she might not have a chance of winning.

But now it's different. Jiang Qin will never let him suffer any grievances again, so Feng Shihua asking him to meet Feng Shirong and Duan Ying might be a good thing.

Some things cannot be avoided. Qin Jingqiu hopes that the control and harm suffered by her niece can be returned a thousand times, and Jiang Qin may really be able to do it.

"Nanshu, it's time to go to bed."

"Oh, I'll go say goodnight to Jiang Qin."

"Didn't you say that just now?"

"Say it again."

"..."

The next day, in the bright and sunny day, the Internet Conference was officially held.

Jiang Qin accompanied the little rich woman to have breakfast, left the Shanti Villa, and was invited to attend. He hung the badge of [Young Entrepreneur, Group President] prepared by the organizer at the door and stepped into the venue.

The front row of the venue was important officials from the official department, and the second row was Ma Yun, Ma Huateng and the presidents of the three major telecommunications operators and other pillars of the Internet industry.

Jiang Qin sat in the third row, and in the third row were Lei Jun, Liu Qiangdong, Ding Lei and other newcomers in the circle.

As an investor, Feng Shirong was arranged in the sixth row of the West District. His nephew Duan Wenzhao came to the cocktail party yesterday, but he was not qualified to enter the formal discussion meeting.

The camera of the scene swept from the first, second and third rows in turn, and the picture was synchronized to the big screen in front in real time.

When Jiang Qin's face was scanned, a whispering sound could not help but be heard at the scene.

The people sitting in the second and third rows of the middle front area are all giants in the field of Internet business, and Jiang Qin is really young and dazzling among them.

At this time, Feng Shirong in the sixth row of the West District could not help but look over.

Although they belong to different industries, in terms of asset scale, Pintuan is actually a little behind Feng Group.

But in terms of resources and social status, Pintuan is far higher than Feng Group.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Jiang and my daughter seem to be about the same age."

Feng Shirong could not help but mutter to himself, and then heard the music of the opening of the conference.

The Internet Conference is an official conference, very formal and official. In the previous sessions, leaders explained the development of the industry and the outlook for the outside world, such as Internet construction planning, Internet security supervision, and the development goals and policies of technology applications.

These topics are old-fashioned, but they are still good for opening remarks.

The climax of the entire conference was the announcement of the commercialization of 4G technology.

This rumor has actually been circulating in the industry, but it was finally confirmed by the official today, and the arrival of this news means that there will be a bigger Internet storm next.

In 2008, 3G technology was commercialized, the smartphone industry began to flourish, and countless companies began to transform into mobile Internet.

In just four years, the 3G era ended and the 4G era arrived, and the changes brought about by it will definitely not be inferior to the effects brought about by the commercialization of 3G technology.

Feng Shirong couldn't help squinting his eyes as he listened. Change means opportunity, which is a good thing for Hurricane Investment.

However, no one in the entire venue knew what the future path would be, what the development direction of the Internet would be like, whether the current Internet giants could continue to occupy an advantage in the 4G era, what the new outlet would be, and how the industry would change.

After the announcement of the commercial use of 4G technology, the president of China Mobile came on stage and began to talk about the development strategy of 4G commercial use and the decision to reduce the traffic growth rate and fees.

Then Ma Yun came on stage and talked about the innovation and future of information technology.

Behind Ma Yun was Jiang Qin, who, as the youngest industry representative of Internet business, talked about the entrepreneurial path in the new era and the ideals and goals that entrepreneurs should have.

After the speech, Jiang Qin and Ma Yun had a dialogue on the stage under the arrangement of the host.

Throughout the scene, Jiang Qin got rid of his dog-like air and turned into a serious young entrepreneur.

The little rich woman was not present, but she would definitely be fascinated if she was present.

Because at this time, Jiang Qin, dressed in a suit and tie, was confident and powerful, and he was not inferior to Ma Yun at all, and was even more vigorous.

This is a temperament from the inside out. Even if his voice is not passionate and generous, every word seems to be resounding.

"I never touch money. I have no interest in money."

"The emergence of group buying is to make it easier to do business in this world."

"The thing I regret most is actually starting group buying. I just wanted to do a small business."

"If I start over again? Well, I will choose to be a rural teacher, teach and educate people, and be a great human soul engineer."

Seeing Jiang Qin talking to the camera, Ma Yun, who was originally sitting with his legs crossed, was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes, with a bunch of question marks on his head.

(Seeking monthly tickets...or2)