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  Chapter 183: Hand Over Your Business Card Nicely

  TL: Etude

  The afternoon, Jiang Qin visited a suit shop in the downtown area. Following the salesperson’s suggestioried on a grey suit with a bck shirt, paired with bck trousers and bck leather shoes.

  His physique was naturally upright and impressive, something that casual clothes never quite emphasized. However, once he dohe suit, his previously casual demeanor transformed into a strikingly noble air.

  “Wow, I look so handsome. I’m like a natural clothes hanger.”

  “This color o not only brings out my charisma but also adds a touch of elegand a hint of luxury. I bet even Daniel Wu would agree.”

  The salesperson, following him silently, thought to herself, “He’s saying all the marketing lines I had in mind. What more I add?”

  Are mature ers nowadays capable of doing their own sales pitches?

  “Why not choose a pure bck suit? It looks more stable,” Su Nai couldn’t help but interject from the side.

  “Pure bck? These days, even hotel doormen ure bck. I don’t want to be mistaken for a colleague.”

  Jiang Qin, after admiring himself in the mirror for a while, suddenly turned and struck a pose: “Did you get a new phohe camera seems pretty good. How about taking a photo of me in this suit?”

  Su Nai took out her phone and swo photos. “Here, done.”

  “Huh? Where’s my face?”

  “Aren’t we taking a suit photo?” Su Nai looked puzzled.

  “??????”

  Jiang Qin, baffled, thought to himself, “Is this hrammers are?” He said, “I asked you to capture my handsome face, what’s the use of just photographing the clothes?”

  Bitieeth, Su Nai, somewhat a her boss’s whims, took awo photos: “Okay, done. Happy now?”

  “Yeah, that’s better. Send them to my email tonight.”

  “You’re really vain, even more so than us girls.”

  Jiang Qin chuckled, then turo the salesperson: “I’ll take this suit. o pack it, just cut off the tag. I’ll wear it out.”

  The salesperson nodded, “Sure, sir. Will that be cash?”

  “Yes, Su Nai, go pay for it. And remember to get a receipt.”

  “Oh.”

  Following the payment, Su Nai returned, muttering, “Lann is supposed to be your part-time secretary, not me.”

  “Lann has more important things to do and has already goo prepare. It’s a tradition in Room 208, the more talented you are, the more roles you py,” Jiang Qin decred with an air of a seasoned capitalist.

  “Language is truly an art. I know you’re exploiting me, yet it sounds so pleasant.”

  “That’s well said. Don’t say it again.”

  Jiang Qin adjusted his tie and took another look in the mirror, feeling somewhat nostalgic.

  In his previous life as a business runner, he had worn bck suits for many years, almost as if they were welded to his body.

  Thus, he had a deep-rooted aversion to bck suits, feeling suffocated just by putting them on.

  Grey suits, oher hand, felt much better and more stylish.

  “Let’s go.”

  “Where to?”

  “You return to school, I’m off to see others show off.”

  Jiang Qin drove Su Nai back to the uy, then headed towards Longkai Iional Hotel in the evening twilight.

  This famous star-rated hotel in Lin was also rumored to be owned by a member of the Lin erce Association. They held their annual gatherings there, always in the same ba hall – the Caiyuan Hall.

  Just listen to that name, Caiyuan Hall – shtforward and uious.

  Driving there, Jiang Qin parked his Audi A6 in the underground parking lot, realizing that amidst a row of cars, his seemed rather ordinary.

  But that didn’t bother him in the least.

  “The money is yours, but one day it will be mine.

  Let’s get to work.”

  Jiang Qin locked his car and took the elevator to the lobby, immediately feeling the opulence of the pce. The dazzling crystal deliers shone brightly, the walls adorned with paintings of sidscapes.

  Oher side of the reception, the main pilrs were embedded with strips of lights, the warm yellow glow harmonizing with the golden floors, creating a shimmering effect.

  Particurly strikihe wall clocks representing different time zones, instantly giving off an iional fir.

  Jiang Qin stood in the lobby for a while, notig a bright bahat read [Lin erce Association Annual Exge Meeting] hanging above.

  At the same time, He Yijun waved at him from uhe banner.

  Today, He Yijun was also dressed in a suit, wearing a dark tie suitable for his age and a ly bed slick-back hairstyle, looking exceptionally dapper.

  “Just like we discussed yesterday, observe more and talk less. Don’t go around asking for business cards.”

  Jiang Qin nodded, “Uood, Mr. He. Onside, I won’t say a word. I’ll just find a er, sit cross-legged, and avisible.”

  His straightforward approach left He Yijun puzzled, “What exactly are you here for?”

  “To sniff around.”

  “I really ’t figure you out.”

  Jiang Qin waved his hand nontly, “Don’t think too highly of me. Just sider me an ordinary college student. I came here to gain some experience, so I boast about it to my roommates ter.”

  He Yijun didn’t buy it for a sed, “When we first met, you tricked Manager Yue in just a few words. I refuse to believe you’re here without a purpose.”

  “Mr. He, what exactly are y to say? Just be straightforward.”

  “You’ve been a great help with my daughter. I don’t want you to leave empty-handed. So tell me, who are you ied in? I’ll get you their business card.”

  In an era without WeChat QR codes, business cards still held signifit practical value, especially those of pany heads, which weren’t given out casually.

  Unless, of course, you were a potential t or partner.

  It was said that some iial business leaders even made their business cards out of gold, indig their worth.

  Having the business card of a CEO didn’t guarantee a partnership, but it certainly meant you could get a foot in the door. When He Yijun offered to get a business card for him, it was with this iion in mind.

  In essence, without that business card, no matter how persuasive you are, you might not get an opportunity. But with it, you at least have a ake your pitch.

  However, Jiang Qin waved his hand, deing He Yijun’s offer.

  “Mr. He, I really don’t want any business cards. I didn’t e here for that. I’m just here to see the world.”

  “That’s quite unusual…”

  He Yijun gave him a look but said no more, leading Jiang Qin towards the Caiyuan Hall they had reserved.

  But just as they approached the entrahey saw a rge crowd gathered around a table, among them several acquaintances of He Yijun, like President Qin of the venieores and President Ming in struaterials…

  When the crowd dispersed a little, He Yijun and Jiang Qin found a gap to shrough, only to discover tcards pced at the entrance of the ba hall.

  One read Lin erce Association · Dinner Guest Signature Board, already adorned with a dozen signatures.

  The other said Lin Business Elite · Business Card Dispy Area, featuring transparent acrylic card slots already filled with numerous cards from various CEOs and Directors.

  o these pcards was a table with a sign-up sheet, a young girl handio the arriving bosses.

  “I don’t remember these things being here before?”

  After taking a closer look, He Yijun was slightly surprised.

  “This dinner is both professional and impressive. You wealthy folks really know how to enjoy yourselves.”

  Jiang Qin also came over to take a look, his face full of admiration.

  “Did y your business card?” He Yijun turo look at him.

  “I’m just a college student, where would I get a business card? Besides, this is for top elites; I wouldn’t dare to overstep. It’s your turn, Mr. He.”

  Jiang Qin took a marker from the girl and ha to He Yijun.

  He Yijun signed his name and then took out a business card from his holder. But before iing it into the dispy, he couldn’t help but take a closer look at the girl behind the table.

  “Why do I feel like I’ve seen you before? Look up a me see your face.”

  Jiang Qin burst into ughter. “e on, Mr. He, why are you flirting with the young dy? That’s not what a good father should do. Let me do it for you. You go ahead and catch up with your old friends.”

  “I’m not flirting; she just looks familiar,” He Yijun muttered as he hahe card to Jiang Qin and walked into the ba hall, looking puzzled.

  “Meruly faithful to their tastes, alreferring the younger ones.”

  Jiang Qin mocked as he ied He Yijun’s card into the dispy slot. “Where did you send the hotel’s designated registration staff?”

  The girl looked up, l her voice, “I gave him a hundred yuan to go have a meal nearby and e ba two hours.”

  “Lann, you’ve learned well.”

  “It’s all thanks to your teags, boss. But how did you know they would be willing to leave their business cards?”

  Jiang Qin flicked the pcard in front of him. “Mr. He said these bosses like to show off at this ba. I figured it’s true. They’re usually lonely, uo boast to their employees, and g rivals. They have to take advantage of these meetings to strut their stuff.”

  Wei Lann nodded. “You guessed right, boss. Just now, someone insisted on pg his card in the front row, and two others almost fought over their pt.”

  “They’ve just pyed into my hands. In the game of showing off, who has more tricks up their sleeve than me? Look at this pcard, ‘Lin Business Elite,’ in bold and embossed letters. How showy! In this kind of petitive enviro, you ’t afford to lose face. Everyone’s here to show off, no one’s keeping a low profile.”

  “Is this what they call specialization in one’s field?”

  “Something like that.”

  Jiang Qin handed her the car keys. “Collect the cards and wait for me in the car. I’m going to take a look inside.”

  Wei Lann looked puzzled. “Aren’t we here just for the business cards? What’s the point of going into that mess?”

  “Having just a card is useless. I o match faces to names and uand their personalities. Not everyone is suitable for colboration, and having a card doesn’t guarantee a deal. Knowing both yourself and your oppo ensures victory.”

  “’t you just find that information online?”

  “What you find online is mostly fake. Only in face-to-faters like this you dis useful information.”

  After saying this, Jiang Qin stepped into the ba hall, sing the crowd. He didn’t see many heads with hair, but plenty with big bellies.

  He found a er with a clear view and sat down, silently and memorizing faces, as well as their manner of speaking and versation topics.

  Among this crowd were potential partners he had previously identified online, so remembering them wasn’t too difficult.

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