Rebirth of the rich and powerful

It turned out that Taobei Mall, a subsidiary of Taobei.com, planned to cooperate with merchants to do a large discount promotion in order to attract customers.

"Taobei Mall?" Jiang Yun felt that the name was quite unfamiliar, and after further questioning, it turned out that it was the later Miaomiao Mall.

At this time, Taobei Mall is still a pitiful little one huddled in the corner of the page, and the vigorous Double Eleven has not yet started. This time the shopping festival is aimed at 520, which is completely different from Singles’ Day.

Zhang Qingli thought about it for a while: "It seems that there was such an event last year, but I didn't pay much attention to it."

"Didn't pay much attention?" Jiang Yun remembered very clearly that even when he was on the catwalk abroad, he could see foreign media reports on the single-day transaction volume and the number of transactions that were crazily refreshed every year on Double Eleven.

It was a miracle that could attract global attention.

Jiang Yun also couldn't remember exactly which year Double Eleven became the focus of media reports. He only told Zhang Qingli to focus on the mall's activities. Naturally, this opportunity should not be missed, and it was all training.

"It just so happens that Yuhuan Pavilion and Chuchujiaren's new stores are opening, and you should make good connections with the channels and marketing side, and strive for an instant hit!" Jiang Yun explained, "You also pay attention to the progress of Yunyi, and strive to catch up with the second half of the year. Double Eleven." Yunyi is a new brand that is going to replace Tianjiang.

"Yes!" Zhang Qingli looked very happy.

Jiang Yun shook his head amusedly. He was impatient with trivial tasks, so he had been trying to cultivate his own team and handed over most of the specific routine work. Unexpectedly, the woman who responded the fastest was the first one to hand it over. Vote in good faith.

With a keen sense of smell and a thick skin, he is a good seed for public relations.

"Let's see how far you can go with your ability." Jiang Yun doesn't care about this person's past. For him, as long as it can be used without backlash, it is a handy tool.

His pursuit was never just this small company, and even the entire Jiang family was just his first step.

As long as he keeps going up, all kinds of people will gather around him, who can stay and who will be eliminated, in fact, Jiang Yun doesn't care at all.

But now, the imminent trouble is the twelve sets of design drawings.

Jiang Yun sighed, he already had a vague concept in his mind, but there was still a long way to go before how to convert the concept into a qualified design draft.

He was about to retreat and struggle, when he suddenly received a call.

There was a gentle male voice on the phone. Jiang Yun was stunned for a while before realizing that it was Wen Tingyun he met at the birthday party.

Jiang Yun slapped his forehead, remembering that he promised the other party to attend a private banquet, but forgot all about it.

The other party had already heard about Jiang Yun's hospitalization, so he didn't blame him. Instead, he invited him to come to this afternoon's party again.

"It's just a private gathering of a few friends," the other party said. "It's very casual, just get together and chat."

Jiang Yun thought about it and agreed.

He is impatient to socialize, but he doesn't have a friend and is too easy to close his eyes and listen. It's better to find some pleasing contacts. He doesn't have a bad impression of Wen Tingyun, so he doesn't mind going to have a look.

The location of the party was a small quiet Chinese-style building in a deep alley, which was said to be the studio of one of the friends.

Jiang Yun's judgment was not wrong. Wen Tingyun looked like a noble young man, and his friends were not inferior. They were all young people with good family backgrounds, and their industries were not limited to the business circle.

For example, the owner of this small building is a well-known young painter, a young professor who has just returned to China, a rising star in a certain authority, and even a professional film critic.

The film critic's surname was Tan, and his name was Tan Su. He looked gentle, but his mouth was not very polite.

As soon as he saw Jiang Yun, he smiled: "Hey, this little face is really beautiful. I said, great poet, you didn't kidnap him because of his well-behaved parents, did you?"

Wen Tingyun didn't bother to talk to him, and only said to Jiang Yun: "This guy never speaks human words, so don't talk to him."

Jiang Yun smiled indifferently, and his eyes couldn't help looking at an oil painting with only dark and light blue.

"Good eyesight!" Tan Su said again, "This is the most famous painting of the great painter, although the ghost knows what he painted."

"It's true that a dog can't spit out ivory." Even Qi Yuanfan, a good-tempered painter, couldn't help but give him a white look.

"Hello, my name is Qi Yuanfan." He turned his face and smiled gently at Jiang Yun, and then looked up and down carefully at Jiang Yun's face, which made Jiang Yun tremble.

"Sorry, professional habits." Noticing that Jiang Yun took a step back involuntarily, Qi Yuanfan smiled and apologized again.

There is no trace of an artist on his body. He has neat short hair and is tall and thin. He is wearing an open light gray plaid shirt with a pure white T-shirt underneath and a simple, undecorated shirt underneath. Dark jeans.

He has a strange lazy and easy-going temperament, but his eyes are strange, as if he is dissecting other people's blood vessels and muscles all the time.

Jiang Yun could only laugh awkwardly.

Another young man in a casual sweater who looked about the same age as Jiang Yun was Gao En, a mathematics professor at University A, who had just returned from Princeton.

"Don't look at him with a baby face, but he is actually very vicious and never shows mercy to students." Tan Su complained from the sidelines again.

"I said why are you talking so much today?" Wen Tingyun couldn't help but suppress him.

Tan Su was pressed under the palm of the great poet, yelling, and kept looking at Jiang Yun. Seeing Jiang Yun smiling at him, he couldn't help but return a flattering smile.

"This Yan dog!" Gao En couldn't help holding his forehead beside him.

"What's wrong with Yangou, appearance is justice!" He was still talking nonsense there, and then he started talking endlessly under Wen Tingyun's palm, "Jiang Yun, can I call you Xiaoyun? I saw it at the last banquet You, believe me, if your face looks great on camera, do you want to try it? I happen to know a director and I have a big movie in hand, how about it, think about it?"

Jiang Yun politely declined his kindness.

"Don't pay attention to him, this guy has always been a little crazy." Wen Tingyun rubbed his face, and then blocked his chattering mouth.

"Usually the party is mainly just us. By the way, there is also an old man, but he works overtime today and can't come," Wen Tingyun continued, "Actually, Gao En invited you here today. He really wants to chat with you. chat."

Jiang Yun looked at the tender young man curiously.

"Hello," Gao En took the initiative to shake Jiang Yun's hand, "I heard Mr. Wen talking about you a few days ago, and I am very interested in some of your views."

Jiang Yun was a little confused, this... is a professor of mathematics!

"You, hello, that's what I said casually, so I can't be sure." Jiang Yun said immediately.

"The professor always thinks that what we say is fart. It's not easy to arouse his interest." Tan Su came over happily again.

Gao En didn't bother to pay attention to him: "Although my main job is mathematics, I am very interested in economics. Some of the predictions you said about the future happen to be similar to the deduction of an economic model I made not long ago, but my mentor I doubt this conclusion..."

Jiang Yun felt his head was going bald.

Reborn people are not suitable for discussing serious scientific topics with scientists!

The theory deduced from the results has no other value except to fool the ignorant masses!

Seemingly seeing Jiang Yun's refusal, Tan Su pulled Jiang Yun over: "Look, it scared the kids."

Gao En looked very disappointed: "Didn't you use a model to deduce it?"

Jiang Yun forced a smile: "I haven't even graduated from primary school."

Why does it feel so easy and pleasant to say this sentence?

"Ah..." Gao En looked very disappointed, and immediately said: "No, isn't it the nine-year compulsory education? Why didn't you finish elementary school? What did your teacher do..."

He said this with a face like a high school student, which felt very unnatural.

"Hey, big professor, you've been told that you don't eat fireworks on earth, but you're still not convinced," Tan Su said, "rules are dead, people are alive, and there are exceptions to everything."

"This is not something that should be tolerated," Gao En looked at him seriously, "your guardian should be responsible for this."

Jiang Yun blinked and blinked: "I don't have a guardian, and I don't stay in an orphanage—I'm lucky."

Gao En was stalked for a few seconds, and then apologized very seriously: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay," Jiang Yun smiled easily, "Actually, I was in an orphanage, and then I ran away because of a fight. It's not a big deal."

"Sorry," Gowan continued.

"He is now the general manager of Jiang's Clothing," Wen Tingyun also felt incredible, "he has just grown up."

Jiang Yun smiled implicitly.Hearing such compliments, a reborn person with a sense of shame would always feel embarrassed.

"It's amazing!" Tan Su looked at his face and continued to be crazy.

...Forget it, there is nothing to be embarrassed about... Jiang Yun turned his face away silently.

"Don't mind, Tan Su actually has a girlfriend, but her face control is more serious." Wen Tingyun couldn't help explaining, otherwise she was worried that Jiang Yun would treat them as a bunch of perverts.

Jiang Yun smiled.

"I think you have great potential. Let's ignore the theoretical model and talk about your prediction first—the human brain has always been amazing," Gao En continued, pulling Jiang Yun to continue the discussion.

Jiang Yun... Actually, it doesn't matter, as long as you don't discuss mathematics with him.

Speaking of which... "I also know someone who stayed in Princeton," Jiang Yun said, "his name is Yan Mo."

"I know, he is a great senior. Was your speculation on the domestic economy inspired by him?" Gao En said happily, "I have read his papers published in the Annual Journal of Mathematics, and I am quite inspired! It is a pity that he did not continue to pursue the path of mathematics research, and my supervisor lamented that the world lost a great mathematician.”

"Because his hobby is actually making money." Jiang Yun couldn't help but smile awkwardly in his heart.

Originally, he just wanted to change the subject, but he didn't expect to meet another admirer at the end of the story.

It's really sad.