Who Would Fall in Love After Being Reborn? - Chapter 210: Establishing a Relationship First

TL: Etude

“Jiang Qin, I want to raise a puppy…”

In the evening, Feng Nanshu sat by the lake, feeling sleepy. Her beautiful eyes squinted, mumbling about wanting a puppy, her entire demeanor was adorably confused.

She had been on the road since morning, and after arriving in Linchuan, she waited to meet Jiang Qin. After lunch, Jiang Qin took her for a long walk around the school. During this, she spent a considerable time searching for stray dogs in the school’s bushes with her cute little butt in the air.

It was no surprise that the little rich lady was feeling sleepy.

Experienced people know that a good foot massage can put someone to sleep in seconds.

Jiang Qin let go of her soft feet and helped her put on her shoes.

“Let’s go, I’ll take you back to the dorm to sleep.”

“Big brother, hold my hand.”

Jiang Qin pulled her up from the boat house, holding her small hand in his pocket, and then led her to the girls’ dormitory.

The word ‘led’ was apt because the drowsy little rich lady would follow wherever she was taken. You could have taken her away, sold her, and even after receiving the money, she would count it for you and return it in a drowsy state.

“Your eyes are barely open, go up and sleep.”

“Goodnight, Jiang Qin.”

Feng Nanshu rubbed her eyes with one hand and waved goodbye with the other, watching Jiang Qin disappear into the night before she hurried upstairs, bombarded with questions by her roommates, who were avid fans of celebrity gossip.

Five minutes later, Jiang Qin also returned to his dormitory.

Tomorrow was the official start of the new term. Most students had returned, and the dormitory corridors were bustling with people fetching water, doing laundry, boasting, smoking – it was a lively scene.

Upon entering room 302, Jiang Qin saw Cao Guangyu and Zhou Chao chatting. Ren Ziqiang, who returned at noon, sat earnestly at his desk, poring over review materials.

Yes, he had failed a subject.

In dorm 302, Jiang Qin, who was busy with entrepreneurship, hadn’t failed, Cao Guangyu, who was always in love, hadn’t failed, and Zhou Chao, who was always reading novels, hadn’t failed.

Only Ren Ziqiang had failed a subject, exuding a great sense of resentment.

“Damn it, none of you are good.”

“Wuwuwu, talking about strip mahjong, inviting me to read novels, saying it’s easy to forget what you learn early. In the end, I, the honest one, am the only one who failed…”

With a crying tone and cursing, he suddenly remembered the scene before the New Year in the study room when he encountered Pan Xiu.

At that time, Cao didn’t want to study and called him to go to the Feilong Internet Café. He sternly declared his intention to study, with a posture and spirit worthy of respect!

But now, in the entire dormitory, only he, who insisted on studying, had failed. It was embarrassingly humiliating.

“What’s wrong with Old Ren?”

“He failed a subject.”

Jiang Qin walked over and patted his shoulder: “Don’t be sad, Old Ren. I’ll ask Old Cao to treat you to breakfast tomorrow.”

“Thank you, Brother Jiang. You really care about me.” Ren Ziqiang’s tone was very sincere.

Despite his complaints, Ren Ziqiang did have a sense of self-awareness. Jiang Qin had Feng Nanshu to tutor him, an advantage not everyone had. But both Cao Guangyu and Zhou Chao had started revising at the same time as him.

In the end, they passed, but he failed. Whose fault was that?

In the end, it was a matter of his own abilities and efficiency.

“Old Cao, remember to treat Old Ren to a meal tomorrow. He has already thanked me.”

After using the restroom, Jiang Qin returned and casually reminded the unremarkable Cao Guangyu.

“What the hell? Why should I?”

Cao Guangyu was utterly bewildered, thinking to himself that paying for a breakfast was no big deal, but why was he spending the money while Jiang Qin received the thanks?

The next morning was bright and cloudless. After having breakfast in the cafeteria and checking his class schedule, Jiang Qin, realizing he had a minor class, asked Old Cao to mark his attendance for him.

“You’re skipping the first class of the semester?”

“I have something to do and can’t make it. Let’s do this: I’ll pay for today’s breakfast.”

The three who were eating were briefly stunned, then exchanged glances and eagerly took Jiang Qin to the counter to order three expensive sets, enjoying their meal immensely.

It wasn’t about affordability; freebies just tasted better! After breakfast, Jiang Qin drove out of Linchuan University and headed to the east gate of the Normal University, then continued along the main road.

Reaching the administrative center, he opened the trunk of his car, took out a bag of sweet milk tea, and entered the office.

“Director Li, this is the new milk tea from our shop, with a Chinese flavor.”

“Oh? A milk tea with such a flavor? No wonder your business is doing well. Being enterprising and innovative is a great quality.”

Director Li tossed the bag of milk tea into a cabinet in his office, then took Jiang Qin to a shop located on the campus commercial street.

The lease for this shop had ended before the New Year and was not renewed. Just a few days after the termination, Director Li received a small gift from Jiang Qin.

Calendars, coasters, lighters, umbrellas, bookstands – flashy but inexpensive items.

Though these items were cheap, the logos on them immediately reminded Director Li of Jiang Qin and his reputation for supporting students through work-study programs.

He already had a favorable impression of Jiang Qin. Adding the publicity from the newspapers and praise from the Education Bureau for his work-study initiative, Director Li saw the benefits of bringing Jiang Qin into the Normal University.

So, he decided to reserve the shop for Jiang Qin.

Renting to anyone is renting, but renting to Jiang Qin brought the prestige of a work-study program, so why not?

“How do you find this shop?”

Jiang Qin glanced over: “This one’s good. I’ll send someone to take over in a couple of days.”

Director Li was somewhat surprised: “Just like that?”

“Could there be anything wrong with your choice, Director? If it weren’t for the need to sign the contract in person, I wouldn’t even need to look.”

Jiang Qin’s sweet talk smoothly led to signing the lease agreement.

The promotion of his forum was imminent, and the specifics of the shop – whether big, small, new, or old – weren’t the main concern. What mattered was the promotional impact.

Moreover, he had another reason for currying favor with Director Li – hoping that Li would become their school-enterprise liaison.

However, Director Li refused without a second thought.

Being a project leader brought plenty of benefits, enough to satisfy Director Li. But being a liaison was a responsible and burdensome role.

Take the University of Science and Technology as an example: Hu Maolin was like the project leader, and Zhang Anmin was the liaison.

Even if Jiang Qin’s venture grew and garnered media attention and praise, it would be Hu Maolin who would be recognized first, with Zhang Anmin following.

Zhang Anmin, being Professor Yan’s student, reluctantly accepted this thankless task. Director Li was even less inclined.

“Jiang Qin, this is a university entrepreneurship project, not a social enterprise. You don’t need a liaison. Don’t worry.”

“Alright, Director Li, I’ll take your advice.”

Jiang Qin didn’t insist further. After some small talk, he left the Normal University, his expression slightly agitated.

Not having a liaison for a university entrepreneurial project was indeed feasible, but without the protection of a teacher from his own school, any future trouble could be difficult to handle.

Pondering this, he headed to the Polytechnic University and met with Director Sun Chunming.

Like Director Li of the Normal University, Director Sun also helped him find a shop but refused the role of liaison.

Having been school leaders for so long and often leading teams on learning trips, both Li Hua and Sun Chunming were quite adept at weighing the pros and cons of various situations.

“This won’t do. No liaisons in either university? This is a problem.”

“I must think of a solution…”

The next morning, after a night of contemplation, Jiang Qin drove to Shengshi Advertising Factory. He inquired about the sign and material production for the Xi Tian branch and then placed an urgent order for two banners and two certificates.

The banners bore the bold words: “Wholeheartedly Advancing Work-Study Programs, Demonstrating the True Qualities of a Teacher Through Diligent Responsibility.”

The content on the certificates was more complex. The prominent part read: “For outstanding contributions to the work-study program of XX University, the title of ‘Excellent Guidance Teacher’ is hereby awarded.”

The smaller text included phrases like “Building dreams on campus, caring for students, aiding the poor, and nurturing talents.”

After receiving the certificates and banners, he returned to Linchuan University and sought out Zhang Baiqing, hoping to get the university’s seal stamped on the certificates.

“What are you up to now, you rascal?” Zhang Baiqing was completely baffled.

Jiang Qin briefly explained: “If they won’t be my liaisons, I’ll find a way to give them a similar status. It’s like insurance for the future.”

“Where did you learn these tricks?”

“Maybe I inherited them from my mom…”

Jiang Qin recalled the red envelopes Feng Nanshu received on New Year’s Eve. Following his mother’s tactic: regardless of whether she’s the daughter-in-law or not, first give the red envelope and secure a status!

After pondering, Zhang Baiqing said, “The school’s official seal can’t be used recklessly. Go to Gu Chunlei and ask her to stamp it with the Publicity Center’s seal.”

“Does it have ‘Linchuan University’ on it? I’m afraid it might seem insignificant to them.”

“It definitely does. You can be assured of that.”

“Thank you, Principal!”

“Hold on, come back here. I need to talk to you about something!”

Jiang Qin ran to the door and then back: “What is it, Principal? Just tell me.”

Zhang Baiqing coughed and lowered his voice: “Can’t you share your family’s secret dumpling recipe with me? Do you know how I spent my New Year? Every time I eat dumplings, I think of the ones from the Winter Solstice!”

“I swore never to reveal the ancestral secret recipe, otherwise I won’t be able to find a girlfriend. But since the Principal wants it, I have to make a decision against my ancestors’ wishes.”

“You rascal, not a single truthful word in your mouth!”

Jiang Qin took out his phone, grinned, and forwarded a text message.

Receiving the recipe via text, Zhang Baiqing looked at it and suddenly froze.

Hmm?

Why is there also a recipe for spicy chicken?