Who Would Fall in Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 157: Refusing to Meet Ding Xue

TL: Etude

Taking advantage of the time when the employees went to Shiwei Tian for lunch, Jiang Qin drove back to the dormitory, planning to change his clothes.

Although winter didn’t have the sweatiness of summer, one naturally sweated due to the heavy clothing and staying indoors for a prolonged period.

The boiler room of Linchuan University had been supplying ample heat these past few days. The heating was so intense that it was scalding to the touch. As soon as Jiang Qin entered the dormitory, he felt a warmth like spring, a stark contrast to the temperature in Room 208.

Of course, the stuffy smell was indeed unpleasant, but that’s just how a proper boys’ dormitory smelled.

He wondered what the dormitory of the little rich lady smelled like. Perhaps it was as fragrant as her?

No, not necessarily.

Gao Wenhui was drying socks on the heater. The dormitory’s smell couldn’t be that pleasant, but Feng Nanshu’s quilt must surely be fragrant, of that there was no doubt.

“?”

“I must be really tired today.”

“Heh, thinking about all these things I’m totally not interested in.”

Jiang Qin patted his head and walked into Dorm 302 expressionlessly, closing the door behind him.

Zhou Chao was sitting at the desk reading a novel, Ren Ziqiang was pondering life with a cigarette in his mouth, and Cao Guangyu was curled up in his blanket, chatting away, transferring his romantic feelings from offline to online.

The three maintained absolute silence, each engrossed in their own worlds, not disturbing each other.

The best part of university life, in fact, is moments like these. A group of people huddled in a warm room, not worrying about tomorrow, frivolously spending their youth. Even without interaction, a shout would always get a response.

“Don’t keep the window closed all the time. Let some air in. I can even smell kimchi now!”

Jiang Qin walked in, grabbed the mop lying on the floor, and propped it up in the corner.

Zhou Chao got up, opened a crack in the window, and said with a grin, “Jiang, your group buying is awesome. It saved my dinner.”

Jiang Qin gave a thumbs-up: “Thanks for spending your precious living expenses to support my business.”

“Jiang, I used it too, for both lunch and dinner!” Ren Ziqiang immediately chimed in.

“You’re awesome too. It would be even better if you didn’t use the discount next time. Buy at full price and I’ll call you ‘Brother Qiang’.”

After changing his clothes and shoes, Jiang Qin suddenly saw Cao Guangyu looking up from his bed, his eyes bright: “Old Jiang, can we discuss something? I’ve already asked Ding Xue and her dorm mates out for dinner. Can you come with me?”

“No, women only slow down my money-making. Just take Old Ren.”

Jiang Qin, tying his shoelaces, casually refused, his eyes cold as if he were some impressive figure.

“Old Ren won’t do. He can’t handle the situation. Ding Xue’s dorm has two girls who are always arrogant and speak sarcastically. I just want to deflate their arrogance!”

Cao Guangyu stretched out an arm, making a “deflating” gesture, his arm surprisingly white.

“Although I admit I’m incredibly handsome, I don’t think I can deflate the girls’ arrogance.”

Old Cao excitedly climbed out of his blanket, his expression particularly animated: “Not you, but your girl. I want them to see what a real goddess is like, so they stop acting so high and mighty!”

Jiang Qin grinned: “Old Cao, I have no idea who you’re talking about.”

“I saw you holding hands the other day, sweeter than Ding Xue and me. I, drenched in the stench of love, could even smell it on you.”

“Are you a sniffer dog?”

Jiang Qin spat at him, thinking to himself that even in love, Old Cao hadn’t lost his bad habit of showing off.

During the student union’s new member selection, Old Cao had used his appearance to show off. Later, he plagiarized Jiang Qin’s life story on a forum, almost getting a reality check from fans.

Now, he was even more audacious, trying to use the power of the little rich lady to deal with his girlfriend’s roommates. What a sly move!

He felt that such matters were neither here nor there, not rising to the level of moral principles, nor debatable in terms of right or wrong. However, he absolutely refused to let Feng Nanshu have any further contact with Ding Xue.

The little rich lady Nanshu, was as pristine as a blank sheet of paper, yet after just one meal with Ding Xue, she had learned to call someone “brother” in a cutesy voice.josei

Another time?

Impossible, even Tang Seng wouldn’t be able to stand it.

Back then, when the Queen of the Women’s Kingdom called him “Imperial Younger Brother,” even Tang Seng couldn’t resist responding with “If there’s a next life.”

That Tang Seng was quite wicked, really. He was ostensibly on a journey to achieve Buddhahood, yet he fantasized about “if there’s a next life,” clearly breaking his vows.

“Old Jiang, this time it’s not for me!”

Cao Guangyu wrapped a blanket around himself, his expression suddenly becoming serious: “Ding Xue’s roommate speaks very unpleasantly. She said that a girl as ordinary as Ding Xue can only barely find someone like me. Could you tolerate that?”

After hearing this, Jiang Qin frowned: “Are relationships in the girls’ dormitory really that bad?”

“It varies from person to person. Ding Xue has a volatile temper, so it’s normal for her to be treated sarcastically. But she definitely doesn’t have a bad heart. Think about it, she’s my girlfriend. I don’t want others to speak about her like that.”

“Does Ding Xue know about this?”

Jiang Qin found it strange. With Ding Xue’s explosive temperament, even the Bull Demon King would have to plow two li of land and hand over his nose ring when leaving.

If she heard it, she surely wouldn’t just let it go.

“Ding Xue definitely doesn’t know. If she did, she would have slapped them already. College is not like high school; getting physical has serious consequences. I dare not tell her, but as a man, I can’t let them badmouth her behind her back. After much thought, I still need to ask Feng Nanshu for help. She doesn’t even need to speak; her presence alone will crush them!”

Cao Guangyu appeared both cowardly and reasonable.

“Old Cao, you’re a good man, and you’ve matured. I’m relieved.”

Jiang Qin affirmed his approach: “If you want me to bring the little rich lady, I can, but you have to promise me one thing.”

Cao Guangyu immediately perked up, eager for a solution: “Tell me, Old Jiang. I’ll agree to anything.”

“Don’t let Ding Xue use that cutesy voice, don’t let her call you ‘brother,’ and don’t deliberately show off your love in front of me and Feng Nanshu. It would be best if Ding Xue gave you a few beatings for satisfaction.”

“Old Jiang, you’re twisted, liking this sort of thing?” Cao Guangyu was appalled.

Jiang Qin sneered: “If you don’t agree, forget it. No need to babble.”

“I agree, as long as you can come, I’ll make sure everything is arranged in advance!” Cao Guangyu said, pounding his chest confidently.

“Fine, when?”

“Let’s see when the sun comes out. With this lousy weather, Ding Xue doesn’t even want to go out. I’ll call you when I confirm the time.”

After finishing, Cao Guangyu lay back down on the bed in his cocooned posture.

Jiang Qin turned and left the dormitory, driving back to Room 208.

By this time, those who had gone to Shiwei Tian for lunch had all gradually returned, full and energized.

Thus, the night’s marketing officially began.

The main gimmick of this marketing wave was a countdown to the first day’s discount event, urging users who hadn’t enjoyed the discount to get on board immediately.

“Don’t miss this opportunity, act fast, no waiting, it’s the middle of winter, aren’t you stocking up?”

Lu Feiyu’s keyboard clacked away, effortlessly spinning various marketing phrases, creating a sense of urgency that the event was about to end.

Jiang Qin watched from behind, laughing heartily, thinking to himself that this young guy was really a marketing genius.

Looking at this soft-selling article and its stirring power, who would have thought he was the same guy who insisted on writing elegantly for Liu Yiyi during the campus beauty contest, refusing persuasion and claiming that a journalism student must respect objective facts.

“Boss, isn’t this a bit exaggerated?”

“Not at all exaggerated. If I were younger, I’d definitely be taken in by your spiel.”

Lu Feiyu was momentarily stunned, unable to discern whether this was a compliment or a criticism.

Meanwhile, Su Nai was coordinating with Lu Feiyu’s marketing efforts, launching a countdown for the first-day discount event on the website’s homepage.

Several maneuvers later, at ten o’clock in the evening, they indeed experienced a peak in traffic, particularly in new registrations, which had surpassed the total for the entire day.

“Boss, I’ve exported today’s data report.”

As the marketing campaign neared its end, Su Nai handed over a report detailing today’s registration and consumption figures.

The Zhihu forum now had over forty thousand daily active users. Excluding half from the University of Science of Technology, there were still over twenty thousand active users.

However, the actual number of new registrations on the first day of the group-buying platform was just around three thousand, and among these registrants, less than 60% had made any purchases.

Therefore, after the first-day discount event, the marketing campaign needed to continue but couldn’t offer such significant discounts again.

Jiang Qin was running a B2C platform, which required not just consumers but also merchants. For those merchants who had to bear rent and utility costs, selling at cost price was akin to making a loss.

An occasional promotion was feasible, but if it continued for an extended period, even if he could sustain it, the merchants might not be able to.

Thus, when the first-day discount event officially ended, products had to return to their original prices before undergoing further discount promotions, but a margin of profit had to be left for the merchants.

“Does it look promising?”

Jiang Qin took a sip of tea: “Reasonably promising, I guess.”

Dong Wenhao, sitting nearby, was momentarily startled, then scratched his head: “So, not very promising, then?”

“Where did you get the idea it’s not promising?”

“Boss, if it were really promising, your smile would be reaching your eyebrows by now.”

Jiang Qin smiled calmly: “My optimism is only in relation to the first day. We are still far from the final goal, so my smile remains moderate, and everyone should keep their cool.”

Hearing this, the entire staff of Room 208 immediately straightened up: “Understood!”

“Good, you’ve all worked hard. Go back and get under your blankets!”

Witnessing this scene, Tang Lin’s eyes couldn’t help but glaze over in confusion. It was really killing her – he seemed even more handsome. Was it because he changed his clothes? How could someone get more handsome day by day? Was there no law against this?