Chapter 701 How to Kill People with a Blunt Knife?

In the bedroom full of red, Jiang Qin glanced at Feng Nanshu who was hiding under the quilt, and then got into the bed like a king returning.

The president of Pintuan worked undercover in the nanny's room for two years, selling his body at all costs, and finally got the moment of glorious return.

Feng Nanshu couldn't help but narrow her eyes when she saw him getting in. "I'm going to sleep."

"Then you're not allowed to touch your abs."

"..."

The little rich woman felt that she was being manipulated and couldn't help but push him with her foot: "You don't even call me wife."

Jiang Qin reached out and patted her butt: "Didn't I scream last night?"

"Didn't hear it."

"You obviously let me scream all night long."

Feng Nanshu pursed her lips: "You didn't call me wife in school before, you owe me those things."

Jiang Qin stretched out his hand to support his head: "We are still good friends in school. We have never been in love, so why do we call you wife?"

"Then you won't fall in love with me, but you'll eat my feet and kiss me and hug me."

"?"

Jiang Qin glanced at her and thought to himself, "You are saving everything for settling the accounts with me after we get married, right?" "Didn't we reach a consensus? Good friends can kiss, so why are you still trying to settle accounts after marriage? "

Feng Nanshu kicked him lightly again: "Then you still slept with me and got me pregnant. You are a bad person."

"But I had already made up my mind to marry you back home."

"Really?"

Feng Nanshu couldn't help but sit up a little, wanting to confirm whether her brother was lying to her.

Jiang Qin put his hands under his head: "I really like what you like, but I'm probably still a little morbid in my heart. I'm afraid that I won't know how to get along with each other after the relationship changes. I'm also afraid that falling in love will not end well. After all, I have little experience. No."

"Brother, I have always liked you. I lied to you for being good friends."

"It turned out to be like this..."

Jiang Qin pretended to be shocked: "It's so hard for you to hide this from me."

Feng Nanshu narrowed his eyes: "I am a genius with a secret love."

"I don't even know."

"I feel like you lied to me a little bit."

Feng Nanshu noticed something was wrong and was about to kick him when he suddenly felt like he was being pushed. He couldn't help but hide his face.

"The feeling of yelling and disapproval when one is bullied"

From the time she got the six-week pregnancy report on October 1st to the time she got married, Jiang Ainan was already three months old, but Jiang Qin was still gentle when he broke in.

Seeing her little feet swaying for him, he couldn't help but hold them gently. All he could see was her biting her thin lips and humming softly.

"Bad guy, don't look at me...turn off the lights..."

"That's not possible. The wedding candles need to be lit all night long."

Under the warm winter sun, the festive atmosphere gradually faded.

Jiang Qin wanted to arrange for Feng Nanshu to go to Shanghai to concentrate on raising the baby. Because my mother was not worried about the care of outsiders, she also applied for internal withdrawal and followed her there.

They and Jiang Ainan were going to meet in less than seven months. Thinking about it, they were really a little nervous.

On the other side, Wei Lanlan also reported on the work situation.

Ye Ziqing and Sun Zhi have been transferred to Linchuan, and elite teams from the Ministry of Commerce and Local Marketing Department have also begun to gather in Linchuan. Shengshi Advertising is working overnight to produce offline materials specifically targeted at the Linchuan market.

Since 2008, the wave of changes of the times has passed through Jiang Qin's fingers, starting from Linchuan and developing across the country.

With the group's move this time, this wave seems to have once again swept across this second-tier city whose GDP has grown by leaps and bounds in the past five years.

The Linchuan Municipal Government is closely cooperating in the group planning, and is planning to embrace this overwhelming wealth despite the pressure it may encounter.

At this time, Didi's advertising in Shanghai and Kyoto was already going crazy.

They signed a contract with the taxi company that terminated the contract with Bumblebee, entered the two most cutting-edge markets, and have been subsidizing the operation for a week.

Because Travis was so arrogant, everyone was shocked when they heard about the team-up and hoped that Jiang Qin would beat up the Yankee.

Although everyone knows that after the halfway point of the match, it will be difficult for the gods to win, but everyone still has some expectations for the team fight.

Even Ali, who broke up with Pin Tuan, even had this idea.

Jiang Qin is the most skilled CEO in the entire domestic market. The throne under his butt is piled up with the remains of his friends. He has saved many times from unsolvable situations and turned against customers, which proves his market dominance.

But what is surprising is that Jiang Qin's attitude of signing a taxi company and entering the battlefield with subsidies is really ordinary.

They have more money than Bumblebee, more resources than Bumblebee, and can be entered through the same path. At best, they are Bumblebee plus.

Uber has also fought countless business wars in the international market. To them, this kind of Didi is a dull knife at best.

But this is the late-stage market. How can you kill someone with a blunt knife?

Didi entered the game late. If you don't enter the game sharply and start with a thunderous start, where will the opportunity come from?

The key is that Didi spent almost all of its funds on advertising and marketing. Advertisements were flying all over the place, which was completely different from Jiang Qin's previous approach.

"I can't quite understand this number."

"Is it really just to stir things up?"

"You can't deal with Uber like this."

But Didi seemed determined to take a heavy hand in the direction of the announcement, which made everyone feel suspicious.

Travis actually heard about the group buying, and paid special attention to Didi when it entered the market, but after watching it for a week, he lost interest in an instant.

Some time ago, everyone on the Internet was saying that group buying was coming, Uber was in danger, and they should stop the loss in time.

But now it seems like a joke.

On the other hand, Kuaidi, who was waiting for Didi to blow up Uber, also gave up hope at this time and began to seriously consider the conditions offered by Travis, either downgrade or die.

Chen Chuanxing held an internal meeting, and 60% of the executives voted in favor of Uber's decision to invest.

But Cheng Wei was different. He did not call a meeting or hold any vote.

He was still struggling with the name Didi. Didi was registered in May 2011, and he always felt that the preparations for group buying were more than that.

Then, another cold air from Siberia gradually came.

Yu Tai, a political teacher at Linchuan Experimental High School, walked home in the dark, opened the mailbox, took out the Linchuan Evening News, and sat on the sofa to read it for a while.

The municipal government has been promoting energy conservation and emission reduction, green economy, and boring content occupies most of the newspaper. It is not interesting to read.

China's economic development has been advancing by leaps and bounds, causing some capitalist countries in the world to feel threatened. In recent years, they have been accusing China of destroying the environment in order to pursue economic development, so the green index has been lowered.

Unfortunately, the government always uses the same set of rules. Can printing a newspaper and saying a few words save energy and reduce emissions? Not printing newspapers may still be considered energy conservation and emission reduction.

"Old Yu, wash your hands and eat."

"I'm here."

Yu Tai put down the newspaper in his hand and came to the dining table. There was only a plate of fried shrimp and rapeseed, a bowl of pickled vegetable roots, and two steamed buns on the table.

He was no longer surprised by such a dinner, but felt sorry for his wife's hard work, so he reached out and touched her hand.

Lao Yu's wife smiled and hit him: "Eat quickly."

"How is Dad's illness?"

"Same as always, but the hospital has issued an ultimatum that the hospitalization fee must be settled before the end of the month. Lao Yu, if that doesn't work, let's go out to deliver food."

Yu Tai shook his head: "I recently found a part-time job. When I get paid at the end of the month, plus our salaries and the provident fund that I asked someone to withdraw before, it should be enough."

Yu Tai's wife was stunned for a moment: "You have been going out early and coming back late for the past half month. Is it because you are doing a part-time job?"

"Yes."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

Yu Tai took a bite of the steamed bun: "They gave a little too much. I was afraid at first that they were cheating, and I didn't want to let you down."

Yu Tai's wife thought for a while: "Did you go to tutor students?"

"No, I went to drive a taxi."

"Illegal taxi? Are you crazy?"

Yu Tai shook his head: "No, it's not an illegal taxi, it's a regular one, anyone with a car can do it, many teachers in our school are doing it."

The Spring Festival is approaching, and the popularity of the taxi market is gradually declining.

Jiang Zhenghong took a holiday and flew to Shanghai. The family planned to spend the New Year at the Shanti Villa.

Feng Nanshu's belly has bulged. Jiang Qingang took her for a check-up and bought a bunch of little skirts when he came back.

The little rich woman didn't know why, she was pregnant, and it seemed that her brother was getting stupider and stupider. These little skirts would obviously take two or three years to wear.

"Skirt? Is it a girl?"

"No, it's a little princess."

Yuan Youqin was wrapping dumplings and looked at Jiang Qin in a daze: "Isn't it the same?"

Jiang Qin put the skirt on the sofa and pinched Feng Nanshu's face: "Thank you for your hard work, my princess."

"I... I want to set off firecrackers."

"You wish."

Jiang Qin rejected the little rich woman's whimsical idea without hesitation, then turned on the computer, handled some work, and checked the WeChat group by the way.

Didi's market share in Shanghai and Kyoto is still only about 15%, but it has a loud voice and catches Uber mocking it every day, and the ground promotion department is very diligent, helping a large number of drivers unload Uber without them saying thank you.

In addition, Lao Cao sent a message. His Light Drink is currently booming in Shanghai, but several plagiarists have been found in recent times.

Stores with highly similar business models, such as Tipsy, Zero, and Playboy, have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

Cao Guangyu suddenly understood why business wars are just about fighting, because he really wanted to hire thugs to beat people up.

Jiang Qin persuaded him to accept reality. Qianzhuo's business model was originally a patchwork type, and the threshold for plagiarism was very low, so it was not surprising that competitors appeared.

At this moment, a BMW drove into Shanti Villa, and Wei Lanlan ran over with joy on her face.

"Boss, we've been selected!"

"Did you spend money?"

"It took some effort, but I guarantee it's absolutely compliant."

"When is the selection date?"

"Next February, I'll make some more efforts, and after March, we can give them a lesson."