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  Chapter 118: The Strategy of Winnis

  TL: Etude

  “Why does it seem like I’m 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 lohan you.”

  “Then why does it feel like I’m the only one living such a hard life?”

  “Everyone has their own struggles, just that they don’t speak of them until they’re on the brink of colpse. After all, life must go on, and if you don’t hold yourself up, no one else will.”

  Gao Dawei didn’t believe it: “Give me an example!”

  “On my uncle’s birthday, he chased after a water truck, g all the way.”

  “Why?”

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

  “Holy fuck…”

  “e o’s have a drink.” Jiang Qin lifted his gss.

  Gao Dawei imagined himself chasing a water tru the street, and suddenly felt overwhelmed: “I don’t 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, I’m over forty and don’t even have a child!”

  “If we ’t 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 procreatio fall on us.”

  Hearing this, Gao Dawei felt even more overwhelmed.

  …

  Gao Dawei’s milk tea shop wasn’t a small storefront like Xi Tian’s but a spacious store of about forty to fifty square meters, plete with a resting area, restroom, and an additional small ste room not ted in the space. This was why the milk tea shop was so popur.

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

  Some were merts who also wao iate 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 ter, Jiang Qin opehe door of the milk tea shop and walked out uhe astonished gaze of the crowd. He stood oeps and took a deep breath.

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

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

  “It’s sigake the tract back with you.”

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

  Wei Lann took the tract, stunned for a moment, then quickly checked it. After firming 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 iate even a penny off.

  Such a tough guy, really tamed by the boss?

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

  “What’s going on?”

  “Seems like they were talking and started g.”

  Among the murmurs, the nearby merts and friends who had e 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 couldn’t help but exge gnces, surprised.

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

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

  Of course, there were also nearby merts who were skeptical, feeling that signing a tract over drinks roblematic.

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

  But when they ehey discovered that only half of one of the two bottles of liquor had been drunk, and the other hadn’t even been opened, still sealed tightly.

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

  “Gao Dawei, are you alright?”

  “I’m fine. I’ve had a realization. Tomorrow, I’ll go bay hometown to see my parents. It’s nht to keep deying. I’ve also transferred the ownership of the milk tea shop. You all disperse now.”

  …

  Meanwhile, Jiang Qin sat down on a benot far away. Although he hadn’t drunk much, he still felt the strong taste of alcohol in his mouth.

  Using a person’s vulnerabilities to win them over is a on tacti business iations.

  Onpathize with someohey tend to develop aional dependen you.

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

  It’s like when Chai Jing interviewed Stephen Chow, ahanked her twice. The phrase “you uand me” is truly powerful.

  But perhaps because Gao Dawei’s life bore too many simirities to his own, Jiang Qi like he was looking in a mirror while trying to win him over.

  Where, then, was his owional anchor?

  Jiang Qin fell silent for a moment and then realized his fingers were unsciously pying out a gerumming motion.

  Well, well, caught you there, didn’t I? You indeed have your own thoughts!

  “Boss, have you drunk too much?” Wei Lann came over with the tra hand.

  Jiang Qin casually waved his hand: “No, alcohol is like water to me, but I definitely ’t drive now. You go back by taxi first. I’ll take a walk around.”

  “Alright, just be careful.”

  “Don’t wo on.”

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

  Guo’s nights were not particurly eventful. He either pyed games or read novels in the dorm, like most uy students without a partner.

  Since Jiang Qin wasn’t in a hurry, he went to the dorm to chat with Guo Zihang.

  “Jiang, did you really mao get the milk tea shop?”

  “Yeah, but the promotion campaign ’t start yet. Don’t worry, you’ll get to buy a Yadea soon. Imagine riding with a beautiful girl on the back seat, wouldn’t that be grand?” Jiang Qin joked like a capitalist, painting a bright picture fuuo Zihang pouted: “I like women older and more mature than me.”

  Jiang Qin stiffened for a moment: “Then ght for it. Carry a mature dy on the back seat, unlimited charm.”

  After hearing this, Guo Ziha a lot more rexed. Then he remembered something and lowered his voice: “By the way, Jiang, Chu Siqi has been b me with messages retly, 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 didn’t reply, she just kept sending messages, and I hardly slept all night.”

  After hearing this, Jiang Qin’s breath hitched slightly: “You didn’t end up telling her everything, did you?”

  “No, I learned my lesson this time. I just told her I didn’t know.” Guo Zihang patted his chest.

  “…”

  Jiang Qin knew Guo’s personality. He was the type who couldn’t say no to anyone, always smiling and friendly. So, unless someone was an enemy, he couldn’t igheir messages.

  But managing to say “I don’t know” was definitely a sign of growth fuo.

  “Just saying ‘I don’t know’ is fine, o say more.”

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