"Here you go."
Taking Lin Jiang’s phone, Li Zhiyi pulled out her own. She fiddled with it for a moment before handing it back to Lin Jiang.
"What’s this?"
Lin Jiang asked, seeing the extra 40,000 yuan on his phone.
"This is the money I’ve saved up over the last few years. You bought me a car, so consider this for the tax and insurance."
Lin Jiang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. "The problem is, forty thousand isn’t enough."
"I have another 4,200 on my card. I’ll transfer that over too," Li Zhiyi said, holding her phone.
"Don’t be silly. I was just kidding."
Lin Jiang snatched Li Zhiyi’s phone and transferred the money back to her.
"If I was short on this little bit of money, I wouldn’t have bought you the car in the first place."
"But having you spend so much on a car for me... I’d feel bad if I didn’t contribute something."
"Then you can pay me back with your body. We’ll have to explore some new scenes and positions in the future."
"You’re so bad," Li Zhiyi said shyly.
Lin Jiang didn’t dwell on the minor issue and signed the insurance policy.
After finishing the paperwork, he went to pay. He gave Li Zhiyi the noodle shop’s address and asked her to have the car delivered there.
After buying the car, the two chatted for a bit longer before Lin Jiang left.
He had originally planned to have dinner with Li Zhiyi, but she said she was going to a dance performance, so he canceled the plan.
It was already past two in the afternoon when he got back to Century Triumph.
The next thing to do was to grow Qiu Yunong’s follower count and develop her as an influencer.
As for Qin Yangyang’s task, he wasn’t worried at all.
’A woman ruled by her weight? She’ll be easy to handle.’
He jotted down a few good content ideas and found some suitable music to use later.
But soon, Lin Jiang had a new idea.
Although Qiu Yunong’s measurements weren’t huge, she was definitely very perky.
He could totally film a Korean manhwa-style series.
There weren’t many people in that niche; he might be able to get a piece of the pie.
After settling Qiu Yunong’s matters, Lin Jiang opened the Ultra Play App.
He randomly clicked on a few streamers on the homepage and found that none of them had a large number of fans.
The one with the most only had a little over 20,000, and the rest ranged from a few hundred to a few thousand. Streamers with over 10,000 fans were rare.
However, he’d have to check the back-end for the specific data. He would need to have a detailed chat with Qiu Yunong about it then.
And Lin Jiang had also thought of a specific solution.
But how long it would take to accomplish depended on how hard these influencers were willing to work.
He checked his watch. It was already past four in the afternoon; he needed to head back to the shop.
RING RING RING—
Just then, Lin Jiang’s phone rang. It was a call from Chen Jingxian.
"Jingxian," Lin Jiang answered after picking up.
"Are you at the shop?"
"Not yet, I was just about to head back," Lin Jiang said. "Are you planning to come over?"
"You guessed it. I’m on my way now."
"Okay, sounds good."
"Mm."
After a few simple words, Chen Jingxian hung up. Lin Jiang was a little puzzled.
She never used to call ahead before coming over.
’What’s up with her today?’
BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ—
A message from Chen Jingxian arrived.
Chen Jingxian: "I’m coming with Mom and Dad in a bit."
’Huh?’
Lin Jiang froze for a second. ’She’s bringing the old couple?’
Lin Jiang: "A warm welcome! I’ll have to arrange a family-sized combo meal."
Chen Jingxian: "Smirk.jpg, half a serving of pan-fried steak rice, and a half-cup of plum juice."
Lin Jiang: "Consider it done."
After replying to Chen Jingxian, Lin Jiang drove back to the shop.
By this time, the shop was already packed, with a line even forming outside.
Delivery drivers came and went one after another; the door never had a chance to close.
’At this rate, I won’t just make 4 million a year. I’ll be aiming for 9 million.’
Arriving at the shop, Lin Jiang called Li Yuanyuan over.
He asked her to save a relatively quiet table so they could talk easily.
"Brother Jiang, there’s something I need to bring up," Li Yuanyuan said.
"What is it?"
"A lot of people have mentioned they want us to open earlier so they can come for breakfast. But I don’t think many people would come to eat noodles for breakfast."
"We can give it a try. Look into it when you have time," Lin Jiang said after a moment of thought.
"From now on, we’ll open at seven in the morning and close at nine at night. Reorganize the staff into a morning shift and an evening shift. The morning shift can clock out at five in the afternoon, and the evening shift will follow the old schedule. We can’t increase the workload. If we don’t have enough people, just hire more."
"Okay, got it."
"Oh, right, the posters for the Ultra Play App. Put them in a more obvious spot. Just make the discount rules clear. Don’t intentionally push customers to download it; that’s just annoying."
"Understood."
Li Yuanyuan left, and Lin Jiang went back to looking at the Ultra Play App. He wanted to use his own experience to identify any development issues and make effective improvements.
Outside the noodle shop, Chen Jingjia pulled a Mercedes C-Class to the side of the road.
Ever since she decided to try and get back together with Lin Jiang, she had stopped contacting Zhao Qingtian.
The car she was driving now was borrowed from Zhao Dan.
Looking at the brightly lit sign, the delivery drivers rushing in and out, and the long line that had formed.
Chen Jingjia couldn’t even imagine how much money Lin Jiang was making in a single day.
"That kid, Xiaojiang, he’s really made something of himself. It hasn’t been that long, and he’s already opened such a big shop. It’s truly incredible."
"Sis, Lin Jiang should be back by now, right?" Chen Jingjia asked.
"I just called him. He said he was on his way back, so he should be here by now," Chen Jingxian said casually.
"Mom, Dad, Sis, I’m counting on you for the thing with us."
Chen Jingxian ignored her, getting out of the car directly. She helped the old couple by opening the back doors and letting them out.
When they entered the shop, the old couple looked at the decor and the bustling crowd, sighing with emotion for a good while.
"Jingxian, you’re here."
Seeing the three of them, Lin Jiang came out from behind the counter and led the old couple to the empty table.
"You’ve really done well for yourself, kid. Your business is getting bigger and bigger. You’ve made it," Chen Jianguo remarked with feeling.
"It’s just a small business."
Li Yuanyuan, ever perceptive, brought over four small side dishes and handed them the menu.
"This is too much. You don’t have to treat us like strangers," Wang Minxia said politely.
"It’s because I don’t see you as strangers that I’m doing this. Outsiders don’t get this kind of treatment," Lin Jiang said with a smile.
"Since we’re already here, you two just go ahead and order. Lin Jiang can still afford this much."
Now that their relationship was more familiar, Chen Jingxian naturally didn’t fuss over such small matters.
Because the pan-fried steak rice was relatively expensive, the old couple just ordered two bowls of cheaper noodles.
"Uncle Chen, Aunt Wang, you two haven’t been here since I improved the recipe. Give it a try today and let me know what you think."
Lin Jiang didn’t take the initiative to break the ice, hosting them at his own pace.
But out of the corner of his eye, he saw Chen Jingxian’s eyes darting around shiftily, as if she had no intention of speaking either.
"Well... sigh..."
Wang Minxia sighed.
"Hearing you call me Aunt Wang now feels a little strange."
Wang Minxia was the first to break the ice, so Lin Jiang could no longer pretend not to understand.
"The thing between us... we can only say it wasn’t meant to be. You can’t force something like this. If problems came up later, it would just cause you two more worry," Lin Jiang said politely.
"Sigh..." Chen Jianguo sighed and shook his head helplessly.
Now that he had said that, pressing the issue any further would be tactless.
After all, it was their family that had wronged Xiaojiang. Now that his business was doing well and he was rich, they had even less right to bring it up.
Chen Jingxian sat beside them, showing no intention of speaking from beginning to end.
She knew Lin Jiang’s thoughts better than anyone.
’I’ve tried to persuade him so many times. If he had any intention of getting back together, my parents wouldn’t have needed to come here.’
"Sigh..." Wang Minxia sighed helplessly, not knowing what to say next.
RING RING RING—
Just then, Lin Jiang’s phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number.
"Are you at the entrance?"
"Okay, I’m on my way."
Just as Lin Jiang had guessed, the caller was the driver delivering the car.
"Jingxian, come outside with me for a second."

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