Who Would Fall in Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 118: The Strategy of Winning Hearts

Why does it seem like Im the only one in this world living such a fragmented life?

Actually, many people are like you, but everyone prefers to show only their best side. When you feel lonely, others might be even lonelier than you.

Then why does it feel like Im the only one living such a hard life?

Everyone has their own struggles, just that they dont speak of them until theyre on the brink of collapse. After all, life must go on, and if you dont hold yourself up, no one else will.

Gao Dawei didnt believe it: Give me an example!

On my uncles birthday, he chased after a water truck, crying all the way.

Why?

Jiang Qin pursed his lips: Because that day, only the water truck sang Happy Birthday to him.

Holy fuck

Come on, lets have a drink. Jiang Qin lifted his glass.

Gao Dawei imagined himself chasing a water truck on the street, and suddenly felt overwhelmed: I dont care about myself, but, bro, how heartbroken would my parents be if they knew about this?

Gao, they would only be sad to see you not doing well, not for you making the right choices.

But I, Im over forty and dont even have a child!

If we cant even take care of ourselves, why bring a child into this world to suffer? There are billions of people in the world; the burden of procreation doesnt fall on us.

Hearing this, Gao Dawei felt even more overwhelmed.

Gao Daweis milk tea shop wasnt a small storefront like Xi Tians but a spacious store of about forty to fifty square meters, complete with a resting area, restroom, and an additional small storage room not counted in the space. This was why the milk tea shop was so popular.

While Jiang Qin and Gao Dawei were drinking and chatting, a crowd had already gathered outside the door.

Some were merchants who also wanted to negotiate a price.

Some were friends who came to see Gao Dawei.

But the door of the milk tea shop was locked by Jiang Qin earlier, so no one could get in, and they had to wait outside.

Half an hour later, Jiang Qin opened the door of the milk tea shop and walked out under the astonished gaze of the crowd. He stood on the steps and took a deep breath.

Boss, how did it go? Did you make a deal?

Wei Lanlan got out of the car, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Jiang Qin.

Its signed. Take the contract back with you.

Jiang Qin handed her the contract and walked into the night, unzipping his jacket to let the cool breeze in.

Wei Lanlan took the contract, stunned for a moment, then quickly checked it. After confirming the signatures, she blinked in amazement.

She knew very well who Gao Dawei was. After all, their marketing team had called for three days without managing to negotiate even a penny off.

Such a tough guy, really tamed by the boss?

Meanwhile, sobs were heard from inside the milk tea shop, filled with the indescribable sorrow of an adult. Those standing outside looked at each other in bewilderment.

Whats going on?

Seems like they were talking and started crying.

Among the murmurs, the nearby merchants and friends who had come to see Gao Dawei all walked in and found him holding his drink, tears streaming down his face, but with a certain relief in his expression.

Seeing this, everyone couldnt help but exchange glances, surprised.

A young man, not even twenty, made a forty-something-year-old hot-tempered man cry?

It was hard to believe, considering the gap in age and life experiences. It seemed almost like a joke.

Of course, there were also nearby merchants who were skeptical, feeling that signing a contract over drinks was problematic.

After all, if the other party had signed the contract while drunk, even if the signature on the contract was clear and proper, it would have no legal effect.

But when they entered, they discovered that only half of one of the two bottles of liquor had been drunk, and the other hadnt even been opened, still sealed tightly.

It turned out that what truly intoxicates people is not alcohol, but stories.

Gao Dawei, are you alright?

Im fine. Ive had a realization. Tomorrow, Ill go back to my hometown to see my parents. Its not right to keep delaying. Ive also transferred the ownership of the milk tea shop. You all can disperse now.

Meanwhile, Jiang Qin sat down on a bench not far away. Although he hadnt drunk much, he still felt the strong taste of alcohol in his mouth.

Using a persons vulnerabilities to win them over is a common tactic in business negotiations.

Once you empathize with someone, they tend to develop an emotional dependence on you.

This is especially true for people who have experienced heartbreak, divorce, or family tragedies. They are vulnerable because they desperately need emotional support.

Its like when Chai Jing interviewed Stephen Chow, and he thanked her twice. The phrase you understand me is truly powerful.

But perhaps because Gao Daweis life bore too many similarities to his own, Jiang Qin felt like he was looking in a mirror while trying to win him over.

Where, then, was his own emotional anchor?

Jiang Qin fell silent for a moment and then realized his fingers were unconsciously playing out a gentle strumming motion.

Well, well, caught you there, didnt I? You indeed have your own thoughts!

Boss, have you drunk too much? Wei Lanlan came over with the contract in hand.

Jiang Qin casually waved his hand: No, alcohol is like water to me, but I definitely cant drive now. You go back by taxi first. Ill take a walk around.

Alright, just be careful.

Dont worry, go on.

Jiang Qin walked for a while and then called Guo Zihang, asking where he was. He replied that he was in the dormitory.

Guos nights were not particularly eventful. He either played games or read novels in the dorm, like most university students without a partner.

Since Jiang Qin wasnt in a hurry, he went to the dorm to chat with Guo Zihang.

Jiang, did you really manage to get the milk tea shop?

Yeah, but the promotion campaign cant start yet. Dont worry, youll get to buy a Yadea soon. Imagine riding with a beautiful girl on the back seat, wouldnt that be grand? Jiang Qin joked like a capitalist, painting a bright picture for Guo.

Guo Zihang pouted: I like women older and more mature than me.

Jiang Qin stiffened for a moment: Then go straight for it. Carry a mature lady on the back seat, unlimited charm.

After hearing this, Guo Zihang felt a lot more relaxed. Then he remembered something and lowered his voice: By the way, Jiang, Chu Siqi has been bombarding me with messages recently, non-stop for three hours from eight to eleven at night. It scared the hell out of me.

And then?

She was asking if you were with Feng Nanshu, and when you two got together. If I didnt reply, she just kept sending messages, and I hardly slept all night.

After hearing this, Jiang Qins breath hitched slightly: You didnt end up telling her everything, did you?

No, I learned my lesson this time. I just told her I didnt know. Guo Zihang patted his chest.

Jiang Qin knew Guos personality. He was the type who couldnt say no to anyone, always smiling and friendly. So, unless someone was an enemy, he couldnt ignore their messages.

But managing to say I dont know was definitely a sign of growth for Guo.

Just saying I dont know is fine, no need to say more.

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