Chapter 1425 - 923: Meeting the Parents
Jiang Nian didn’t respond, leaving things be.
The barbecue he arranged that afternoon, he flew to Yuhang that evening, really squeezing time to the max.
With this, what else could be done in between?
Qianqian just asked casually, not really caring deep down, it just happened to come to mind.
"I want to eat grilled wings, you grill them for me."
"Sure." Jiang Nian casually agreed, pouring a drink for Qianqian with one hand, "Have a drink."
"Hmph!"
Next, he changed the topic. Successfully diverting the attention of the two girls, he started discussing Zhao Qiuxue.
"Sister Zhao’s business is neither hot nor cold. Still can’t slack off, who knows, there might be variables in a few years."
"Why?" Qianqian generally called Zhao Qiuxue ’Aunt’, but didn’t mind calling her ’Sister Zhao’ either.
After all, women like to be called young.
Like calling someone Daddy.
Song Xiyun was a bit speechless, "You better call her Aunt Zhao, otherwise I’m a generation younger than you."
Jiang Nian turned to look at her, thinking in his heart that she was already a generation younger.
"Alright then."
Then he answered Qianqian’s question, "Because the current housing prices are skyrocketing."
"Flowers are blooming like brocade, the fire is cooking oil."
"E-commerce isn’t tangible, its risk resistance isn’t strong. Any small disturbance, and it’s easy to get caught up."
"Hmm..." Qianqian fell into thought.
She actually hadn’t considered economics, unlike Zhao Qiuxue. Comparatively, Jiang Nian’s scale was larger.
If that day ever comes, Jiang Nian would also be in quite a bit of danger.
"Really?" She looked up at Jiang Nian, "It’s still pretty good now, and Sister Zhao hasn’t invested much."
Song Xiyun: "...."
You’re calling her Sister Zhao too?
"My mom’s income is still pretty stable recently, but she’s also complained that business is getting harder to do."
The three discussed for a while, each sharing their views. The atmosphere was quite good, and they reached a consensus afterwards.
Increase investment, go all-in.
Earn money while you can, stop next year, and make some corresponding preparations.
Night fell.
In the living room, Jiang Nian moved away from Qianqian. She immediately grabbed a blanket, lightly kicking him.
It was chilly, and her voice was slightly annoyed.
"Why is the air conditioner set so low?"
"I forgot to turn it up." Jiang Nian said as he picked up the remote and randomly pressed a few buttons.
Beep beep beep.
With a snap, Qianqian gently hit him. She pursed her lips and rolled her eyes, then silently turned over.
"Move slowly."
"Oh."
Jiang Nian used one hand to lift her upper body, turned her head for a kiss, set the mood, and then got down to business.
After a while, Qianqian fell back onto the couch with a thud, took a moment to catch her breath, then slowly got up to wash up.
Though it was a couch, it was more like a small bed.
Jiang Nian went too, the two squeezed into the small bathroom. Qianqian glanced at him, and her legs almost went weak.
"What are you doing?"
He was taken aback by the question.
"Do you still want more?"
"No way!" Qianqian rolled her eyes and continued her wash, "It’s your fault, now I need to take a shower."
"Why don’t you wash in the lounge, it’s bigger inside."
"No."
Qianqian quietly headed back, actually feeling quite satisfied with Jiang Nian. Each time, he was very attentive.
Not rushed or perfunctory, only doing things when it felt right.
So sleepy, can’t take it anymore.
In the cool lounge, Qianqian lay under the covers. Not long after, her breathing became steady as she fell into a deep sleep.
In the living room.
Jiang Nian waited for quite a while until he heard a faint sound from the lounge, and soon, Song Xiyun came out.
"Here?"
"Yeah."
Song Xiyun was slightly nervous. Even though they were well-coordinated, there was still a sense of unease, always feeling like they were doing something wrong.
"Got something for you."
"What?" She paused for a moment at his words, then saw him take out a new pair of stockings.
"???"
....
After the college entrance examination, early June quickly ended.
All the roommates were studying, except Jiang Nian, who leisurely and even flamboyantly started a tea brewing session in the dorm.
"You’ve been in a good mood recently?" Brother Bao Song glanced at him, "Making money hand over fist again? President Jiang."
It was kind of a strange feeling.
A college entrepreneur, whichever one wasn’t cool? Not to mention at school, at least in the faculty they must be quite impressive.
But Jiang Nian.....
Sometimes if you didn’t intentionally think about it, you wouldn’t even remember he started a business. The first impression was his rampant love affairs.
After all, a bit too much.
"No, just in a good mood." Jiang Nian had indeed been feeling on top of the world recently, his interactions with Qianqian and the two girls becoming increasingly harmonious.
The long legs of a peach, all top-tier enjoyment.
"I hope I won’t fail any subjects this term." Da Chao clutched a book, nearly passing out, "Can’t seem to get any knowledge into my head."
"Just try to memorize it, failing will be bad."
"Sigh."
In the whole dorm, only Yang Jingfan was the calmest. He had won a national award, and his grades were stable as can be.
"Good luck."
Jiang Nian read for a while, then got sidetracked. After replying to some work emails, he started chatting casually.
This time, he chose to bother Chen Yunyun.
Asked her how she was studying, what would happen if she forgot a knowledge point during the exam. And whether he could fail the last math test.
Chen Yunyun replied patiently.
Suddenly, he asked.
"Are you free tonight?"
"Not free."
Jiang Nian: "...."
This direct approach sometimes backfires. Sometimes the map of Yan Country is just too short, there’s no helping it.
"Yuhe is free." Chen Yunyun replied.
Jiang Nian was stumped, Yunyun held grudges after all. Seemed she wasn’t generous, she just didn’t say it at the time.
However, calling it holding a grudge might be an exaggeration.
After all.....
"I don’t want to hang out with her, she’s not fun. Last time we played a game, and she started cheating after I beat her just three times."
Just picked a random excuse, skipped over the topic.
"If not tonight, how about this afternoon?"