The southern suburbs are not far from the center of Linchuan.

Jiang Qin drove the Audi, carrying Feng Nanshu, confidently driving to the southwest, and then got lost without any accidents.

Just kidding, not a native of Linchuan, and I didn't install a car navigation, and I want to find a small farmhouse base in the suburbs, which is really difficult, not to mention that the southwest of Linchuan is full of mountains, and there are many forks in the road, even if you go to the wrong intersection, the destination you reach is also a world of difference.

After a while, Jiang Qin stopped the car and felt that he couldn't go any longer, and if he left again, he would be able to get the Mahayana Buddhism back.

"Arrived?"

"Well, it's almost ......"

The little rich woman looked out the window and looked at the wheat stubble after the autumn harvest and thought: "Oh, it turns out that this is a farmhouse." ”

“……”

Jiang Qin couldn't hold back, got out of the car and asked a passer-by for directions, and found that he had walked through, so he turned around and went back, re-onto the road where he turned in before, walked back for a kilometer, and finally saw the intersection he had missed before, and then turned into it, and finally arrived at the southern suburbs.

Jiang Qin's impression of the farmhouse was still in the imagination of the fence, the yard and the dog, but after arriving, he found out that it was not.

It's actually a tourist town, built around a huge lake, barely close to the mountains and rivers, and the farmhouse is just one of the town's attractions, offering accommodation and dining.

At this time, it happened to coincide with the autumn harvest festival in the town, and the streets were full of individual visitors from the neighborhood, and it was bustling and lively.

Jiang Qin glanced back at Feng Nanshu and found that the little rich woman had already begun to look out of the window.

The glass of the car window reflected her delicate face, and also reflected the curiosity in her beautiful eyes.

When they arrived at the courtyard of the farmhouse, Su Nai, Lu Xuemei, Shi Miaomiao, and Wen Jinrui were picking vegetables, while Dong Wenhao, Lu Feiyu, and Chen Wenxing were lighting a fire in front of a big stove.

Several people watched the black Audi drive in, and immediately complained about the tardiness of the boss and the proprietress .

"Boss, you're here."

"I accidentally took a fork in the road, but it wasn't a big problem."

Jiang Qin parked the car, took the little rich woman to the yard, and stood by watching a few people busy.

It is said that this is an experience at the farmhouse called dinner homemade.

To put it simply, guests only need to pay a fee for ingredients, and they can use the ingredients and venues provided by the property to experience the feeling of cooking on the farmhouse stove.

Jiang Qin asked for the price list from Shi Miaomiao's hand, glanced at the pricing on it, and found that the prices of these ingredients were basically 2-3 times higher.

Damn, old capitalist.

Give a chicken that has been plucked and collect money for a large plate of chickens, the key is not to do it, and it is easy to make a difference in the price of the middleman, which is really wonderful.

"Boss, do you eat spicy food?"

"I can eat anything." Feng Nanshu is not a picky eater at all.

Jiang Qin turned his head to look at her: "The room is divided, right?" Little rich woman, you go and put down the bag first, and then come out to play. ”

"Okay."

"Boss, I'll take you!"

Shi Miaomiao stood up, flushed her hand on the faucet, and then took Feng Nanshu to the direction of the guest room.

At this time, Jiang Qin called Wei Lanlan and Tan Qing over and explained to them about the Linchuan Science and Technology Big Milk Tea Shop.

The boss Gao Dawei is a hob meat, and he doesn't get in oil and salt, but his position is really good, which is very beneficial to the promotion in the later stage.

In other words, if you have the opportunity to take it down, you may save a lot of effort in the later stage.

Jiang Qin gave Wei Lanlan the phone number he was asking for, and asked the people in the marketing team to call him one by one, and sharpened the temperament of the high boss with wheel tactics.

"When you call, don't say who it is, just say that you are self-employed, and you want to do some small business, ask him what the lowest price is, and cut it down by 30 percent."

"So much?" Wei Lanlan was a little stunned.

Jiang Qin nodded: "The price he offered was already high, and thirty percent is not too much." ”

"And what if he doesn't agree?"

"I haven't agreed to talk about it in person, and you probably won't be able to talk about it, but you still have to talk, and at the same time we will look for a few other positions to make alternatives."

Wei Lanlan nodded, then took out her mobile phone and saved the number, and handed it to Tan Qing.

Then Jiang Qin turned his head to look at Sunai, who was washing shiitake mushrooms, and asked her if she had any thoughts about the group buying website.

"Boss, I've read the plan you sent me, and I definitely can't do it alone."

"Then recruit another team, you are more experienced in this matter, I will give you the authority, and you are fully responsible."

Jiang Qin's solution is directly violent, recruiting people if there are not enough people, anyway, he has so much advertising money, his current pocket is very sufficient, and he speaks a lot harder.

Sunai was quite excited when he heard the word decentralization, but he didn't know that this was the art of the boss's speech, and the work was done by you, and it made you feel that the power was great.

Then, a puff of smoke rose from the small courtyard of the farmhouse, rising along the verdant ridgeline, gradually merging into the evening sky, giving this trip a little more quiet and serene taste.

Dong Wenhao turned into the head chef, waving a big spatula, to make a hometown style spicy chicken for everyone.

The streets outside are also very lively, densely packed with individual tourists strolling along the lake,

The little rich woman walked out from the direction of the guest room, wearing a sweatshirt with stitched sleeves and carrying a Chanel azure shoulder bag, looking smart and beautiful.

"Jiang Qin, walk."

Jiang Qin glanced back at the direction of the stove: "Old Dong, remember to call me when you eat, let's go out for a walk." ”

"Good boss!"

Jiang Qin took Feng Nanshu out of the courtyard of the farmhouse, gathered in the crowd, and walked in the direction of the lake.

The Autumn Harvest Festival is not a traditional festival, but a town created to attract tourists, but there are a lot of produce and snacks on the streets.

Roasted sweet potatoes, boiled peanuts, corn cobs, rice balls, popcorn, etc., as well as handmade lanterns, handmade mazahs, and bamboo mats.

The little rich woman walked in front, her height of 1.7 meters looked slim and fairy in the crowd, her clear and translucent eyes floated around, and she was full of curiosity about the goods placed on the stalls.

When she was in Jeju, she had never even been to a small commodity town, and this kind of farm town was of course like another world to her.

But as he walked, Jiang Qin's eyes suddenly froze, and he couldn't help but stop.

At the end of the road was a huge evergreen tree, with grayish-white bark and a lush canopy with branches stretching out in all directions, and on its branches hung many fluttering red ribbons, which looked like a little red in the greenery.

Damn, marriage tree.

Jiang Qin was speechless, how could there be such a thing as long as there were tourists.

He planned to take Feng Nanshu to another road and then bypass it, but he didn't expect that the little rich woman would have already discovered this red, green and green tree.

"Jiang Qin, what is that?"

"Eh, the good friend tree, a kind of feudal superstition."

"Then I'll hang one for us too!"

“……”

After a while, Jiang Qin took the poor Feng Nanshu back to the courtyard, and then asked the boss for the medicine box and took out the iodine in it.

He pinched a cotton swab, dipped it in a little iodine, then reached out and took off the little rich woman's shoes and socks, and wiped the wound on his ankle twice.

"I said that I didn't want you to go, I didn't have to go, and I didn't hang up for a long time."

"Does it hurt?" Jiang Qin glanced up at her.

Feng Nanshu looked away casually: "Actually, it doesn't hurt at all, it's the same as an ant bite." ”

"Then you have what it takes to turn your head around and show me?"

"Okay, it hurts, but I'll dare next time."

“……”

"Jiang Qin, if the sign is not hung up, can we still be good friends for life?