Who Would Fall in Love After Being Reborn? - Chapter 183: Hand Over Your Business Card Nicely

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The next afternoon, Jiang Qin visited a suit shop in the downtown area. Following the salesperson’s suggestion, he tried on a grey suit with a black shirt, paired with black trousers and black leather shoes.

His physique was naturally upright and impressive, something that casual clothes never quite emphasized. However, once he donned the suit, his previously casual demeanor transformed into a strikingly noble air.

“Wow, I look so handsome. I’m like a natural clothes hanger.”

“This color on me, it not only brings out my charisma but also adds a touch of elegance and a hint of luxury. I bet even Daniel Wu would agree.”

The salesperson, following him silently, thought to herself, “He’s saying all the marketing lines I had in mind. What more can I add?”

Are mature customers nowadays capable of doing their own sales pitches?

“Why not choose a pure black suit? It looks more stable,” Su Nai couldn’t help but interject from the side.

“Pure black? These days, even hotel doormen wear pure black. I don’t want to be mistaken for a colleague.”

Jiang Qin, after admiring himself in the mirror for a while, suddenly turned and struck a pose: “Did you get a new phone? The camera seems pretty good. How about taking a photo of me in this suit?”

Su Nai took out her phone and snapped two photos. “Here, done.”

“Huh? Where’s my face?”

“Aren’t we taking a suit photo?” Su Nai looked puzzled.

“??????”

Jiang Qin, baffled, thought to himself, “Is this how programmers are?” He said, “I asked you to capture my handsome face, what’s the use of just photographing the clothes?”

Biting her teeth, Su Nai, somewhat annoyed at her boss’s whims, took another two photos: “Okay, done. Happy now?”

“Yeah, that’s better. Send them to my email tonight.”

“You’re really vain, even more so than us girls.”

Jiang Qin chuckled, then turned to the salesperson: “I’ll take this suit. No need to pack it, just cut off the tag. I’ll wear it out.”

The salesperson nodded, “Sure, sir. Will that be cash?”

“Yes, Su Nai, go pay for it. And remember to get a receipt.”

“Oh.”

Following the payment, Su Nai returned, muttering, “Lanlan is supposed to be your part-time secretary, not me.”

“Lanlan has more important things to do and has already gone to prepare. It’s a tradition in Room 208, the more talented you are, the more roles you play,” Jiang Qin declared with an air of a seasoned capitalist.

“Language is truly an art. I know you’re exploiting me, yet it sounds so pleasant.”

“That’s well said. Don’t say it again.”

Jiang Qin adjusted his tie and took another look in the mirror, feeling somewhat nostalgic.

In his previous life as a business runner, he had worn black suits for many years, almost as if they were welded to his body.

Thus, he had a deep-rooted aversion to black suits, feeling suffocated just by putting them on.

Grey suits, on the other hand, felt much better and more stylish.

“Let’s go.”

“Where to?”

“You return to school, I’m off to see others show off.”

Jiang Qin drove Su Nai back to the university, then headed towards Longkai International Hotel in the evening twilight.

This famous star-rated hotel in Linchuan was also rumored to be owned by a member of the Linchuan Commerce Association. They held their annual gatherings there, always in the same banquet hall – the Caiyuan Hall.

Just listen to that name, Caiyuan Hall – so straightforward and unpretentious.

Driving there, Jiang Qin parked his Audi A6 in the underground parking lot, realizing that amidst a row of cars, his seemed rather ordinary.

But that didn’t bother him in the least.

“The money is yours, but one day it will be mine.

Let’s get to work.”

Jiang Qin locked his car and took the elevator to the lobby, immediately feeling the opulence of the place. The dazzling crystal chandeliers shone brightly, the walls adorned with paintings of scenic landscapes.

On either side of the reception, the main pillars were embedded with strips of lights, the warm yellow glow harmonizing with the golden floors, creating a shimmering effect.

Particularly striking were the wall clocks representing different time zones, instantly giving off an international flair.

Jiang Qin stood in the lobby for a while, noticing a bright banner that read [Linchuan Commerce Association Annual Exchange Meeting] hanging above.

At the same time, He Yijun waved at him from under the banner.

Today, He Yijun was also dressed in a suit, wearing a dark tie suitable for his age and a neatly combed slick-back hairstyle, looking exceptionally dapper.

“Just like we discussed yesterday, observe more and talk less. Don’t go around asking for business cards.”

Jiang Qin nodded, “Understood, Mr. He. Once inside, I won’t say a word. I’ll just find a corner, sit cross-legged, and act invisible.”

His straightforward approach left He Yijun puzzled, “What exactly are you here for?”

“To sniff around.”

“I really can’t figure you out.”

Jiang Qin waved his hand nonchalantly, “Don’t think too highly of me. Just consider me an ordinary college student. I came here to gain some experience, so I can boast about it to my roommates later.”

He Yijun didn’t buy it for a second, “When we first met, you tricked Manager Yue in just a few words. I refuse to believe you’re here without a purpose.”

“Mr. He, what exactly are you trying to say? Just be straightforward.”

“You’ve been a great help with my daughter. I don’t want you to leave empty-handed. So tell me, who are you interested in? I’ll get you their business card.”

In an era without WeChat QR codes, business cards still held significant practical value, especially those of company heads, which weren’t given out casually.

Unless, of course, you were a potential client or partner.

It was said that some influential business leaders even made their business cards out of gold, indicating their worth.

Having the business card of a CEO didn’t guarantee a partnership, but it certainly meant you could get a foot in the door. When He Yijun offered to get a business card for him, it was with this intention in mind.

In essence, without that business card, no matter how persuasive you are, you might not get an opportunity. But with it, you at least have a chance to make your pitch.

However, Jiang Qin waved his hand, declining He Yijun’s offer.

“Mr. He, I really don’t want any business cards. I didn’t come here for that. I’m just here to see the world.”

“That’s quite unusual…”

He Yijun gave him a look but said no more, leading Jiang Qin towards the Caiyuan Hall they had reserved.

But just as they approached the entrance, they saw a large crowd gathered around a table, among them several acquaintances of He Yijun, like President Qin of the chain convenience stores and President Ming in construction materials…

When the crowd dispersed a little, He Yijun and Jiang Qin found a gap to sneak through, only to discover two tall placards placed at the entrance of the banquet hall.

One read Linchuan Commerce Association · Dinner Guest Signature Board, already adorned with a dozen signatures.

The other said Linchuan Business Elite · Business Card Display Area, featuring transparent acrylic card slots already filled with numerous cards from various CEOs and Directors.

Next to these placards was a table with a sign-up sheet, a young girl handing pens to the arriving bosses.

“I don’t remember these things being here before?”

After taking a closer look, He Yijun was slightly surprised.

“This dinner is both professional and impressive. You wealthy folks really know how to enjoy yourselves.”

Jiang Qin also came over to take a look, his face full of admiration.

“Did you bring your business card?” He Yijun turned to look at him.

“I’m just a college student, where would I get a business card? Besides, this is for top elites; I wouldn’t dare to overstep. It’s your turn, Mr. He.”

Jiang Qin took a marker from the girl and handed it to He Yijun.

He Yijun signed his name and then took out a business card from his holder. But before inserting it into the display, he couldn’t help but take a closer look at the girl behind the table.

“Why do I feel like I’ve seen you before? Look up and let me see your face.”

Jiang Qin burst into laughter. “Come on, Mr. He, why are you flirting with the young lady? That’s not what a good father should do. Let me do it for you. You go ahead and catch up with your old friends.”

“I’m not flirting; she just looks familiar,” He Yijun muttered as he handed the card to Jiang Qin and walked into the banquet hall, looking puzzled.

“Men are truly faithful to their tastes, always preferring the younger ones.”

Jiang Qin mocked as he inserted He Yijun’s card into the display slot. “Where did you send the hotel’s designated registration staff?”

The girl looked up, lowering her voice, “I gave him a hundred yuan to go have a meal nearby and come back in two hours.”

“Lanlan, you’ve learned well.”

“It’s all thanks to your teachings, boss. But how did you know they would be willing to leave their business cards?”

Jiang Qin flicked the placard in front of him. “Mr. He said these bosses like to show off at this banquet. I figured it’s true. They’re usually lonely, unable to boast to their employees, and lacking rivals. They have to take advantage of these meetings to strut their stuff.”

Wei Lanlan nodded. “You guessed right, boss. Just now, someone insisted on placing his card in the front row, and two others almost fought over their placement.”

“They’ve just played into my hands. In the game of showing off, who has more tricks up their sleeve than me? Look at this placard, ‘Linchuan Business Elite,’ in bold and embossed letters. How showy! In this kind of competitive environment, you can’t afford to lose face. Everyone’s here to show off, no one’s keeping a low profile.”

“Is this what they call specialization in one’s field?”

“Something like that.”

Jiang Qin handed her the car keys. “Collect the cards and wait for me in the car. I’m going to take a look inside.”

Wei Lanlan looked puzzled. “Aren’t we here just for the business cards? What’s the point of going into that mess?”

“Having just a card is useless. I need to match faces to names and understand their personalities. Not everyone is suitable for collaboration, and having a card doesn’t guarantee a deal. Knowing both yourself and your opponent ensures victory.”

“Can’t you just find that information online?”

“What you find online is mostly fake. Only in face-to-face encounters like this can you discern useful information.”

After saying this, Jiang Qin stepped into the banquet hall, scanning the crowd. He didn’t see many heads with hair, but plenty with big bellies.

He found a corner with a clear view and sat down, silently observing and memorizing faces, as well as their manner of speaking and conversation topics.

Among this crowd were potential partners he had previously identified online, so remembering them wasn’t too difficult.

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