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“Jiang Sheng, Sister Song, I am Li Ming Sheng, the person in charge of Zheng Yi in Hong Kong. You can call me A-Ming. Please follow me!” A man in his twenties came to greet them, introducing himself as the person in charge here.
Jiang Yizhou got into the car and asked Song Rushi beside him with some confusion, “Is the expansion of qi in the mainland really this fast?”
Song Rushi, who usually managed or supervised Zheng Yi remotely, was quite familiar with these matters.
With a hint of teasing in her eyes, she replied, “Isn't this all thanks to the likes of Ma Huateng and Zhang Zhidong? They were both in Deep City before and have strong connections with the postal department and the i industry here, so they decided to set up the first branch in Deep City!”
Jiang Yizhou had considered moving Zheng Yi to Deep City at one point, but as the Boss, he thought they should accommodate him instead, so that idea was dropped.
Song Rushi continued, “When you divided Zheng Yi and Ailumese, you assigned East Asia, Southeast Asia, and the Chinese market to Zheng Yi, while English, French, Spanish, and Russian markets were given to Ailumese. Since Hong Kong is considered a developed area, Zheng Yi's first step into regions outside the mainland is here and in Taiwan.”
Jiang Yizhou felt pleasantly surprised; he didn't expect Ma Huateng to have such capabilities. It seemed he needed to have a good talk with Ma Huateng.
“Uh... Ming Sheng,” Jiang Yizhou paused for a moment and asked the driver, Li Ming Sheng, “How is the development of qi in Hong Kong?”
Li Ming Sheng replied enthusiastically, “Hong Kong is very interested in qi from Silicon Valley. Although there are some imitations on the market now, they aren't a big issue. However, there is one problem: people often ask why there is such a large gap between the English version and the Chinese version...”
He lowered his voice towards the end; this was naturally due to how Jiang Yizhou had divided the market. The qi from Zheng Yi intentionally blurred the lines with the international version for promotion purposes, and currently both versions were indeed controlled by one person, which wasn't a lie.
However, more people in Hong Kong used the English version. Although under strong management from qi, imitations weren't a problem, when it came time to sell elink, disputes would surely arise.
Jiang Yizhou noted this down in his mind and continued to ask about the situation of Zheng Yi in Hong Kong.
It felt stable to him. Historically speaking, if iq had been willing to enter markets outside of America, local Instant Messaging software wouldn't have made much impact. Now that qi was more aggressive than iq, there were naturally no significant obstacles.
Except for what Li Ming Sheng mentioned about Yingke wanting to invest in Zheng Yi.
Upon arriving at the Kowloon Peninsula Hotel, Jiang Yizhou and Song Ru first had dinner. The buffet-style meal left him somewhat dissatisfied, and after returning to their room, he ordered a late-night snack, which finally made him feel a bit full.
"Are you done eating? Then I'm heading back!" Song Rushi said helplessly. Having money allowed for such whims, especially since he was her superior. However, it was also fine; he was like a mischievous child, and if taken care of properly, he wasn't too bad.
Jiang Yizhou glanced at the time and called out to her, "Sister Ru Shi, don't go!"
If he had also casually grabbed her hand while saying this, it would have sounded quite awkward. He realized this and quickly explained, "Let's watch the handover ceremony together in two hours!"
He couldn't help it; having such a beautiful woman by his side indeed stirred his feelings. During his last trip back home, he had made a rather "cunning" promise with Ding Zhengnan. After everything fell into place, he found himself somewhat addicted to it. However, due to Ding Father and Ding Mu's conservativeness, he hadn't had many opportunities.
Since returning to America, Jiang Yizhou, who had developed a taste for such experiences, began to take stock of the woman beside him.
Was he a scumbag? Unfortunately, Jiang Yizhou never had the chance to verify what kind of person he truly was before dying in his previous life. Such matters were judged by actions rather than intentions; even though he fantasized about many things internally, there was no way to make a judgment.
Feeling the softness in his hand, Jiang Yizhou instinctively squeezed it, reminiscent of a mischievous boy from the countryside who would sneak around looking for opportunities to peek through windows after accidentally seeing a woman bathing.
Song Rushi seemed to be jolted and quickly withdrew her hand, instantly making the atmosphere between them ambiguous and awkward.
"I'm sorry; I was reckless!" Jiang Yizhou apologized first, raising his hand awkwardly as if to scratch his nose. However, this action appeared more like he was sniffing to Song Rushi...
She knew most of Jiang Yizhou's affairs—some even better than he did himself—and she understood him better than his actual girlfriend did, except for that strange part of his mind that could come up with bizarre ideas at any moment.
She didn't know how to respond. The trust that Jiang Yizhou gave her was something she appreciated greatly; however, such unfounded trust was what worried her the most because it could just as easily vanish without reason. A single word could touch this big child's sore spot and cause it all to disappear.
Zhang Xiaolong was purely a technical person; as long as one had the ability and remained low-key, Jiang Yizhou would entrust them with important tasks. As for someone like him acting as a "housekeeper," it entirely relied on trust.
"Don't you think you should take a shower and rest?" Song Rushi found a suitable excuse for not coming over in the evening.
After Song Rushi's figure disappeared behind the door, Jiang Yizhou felt both excited and worried. He was somewhat convinced that he was not exactly a virtuous person. At first, when facing his girlfriend, he had never touched a woman's body and had no experience with such matters; back then, he was merely relying on his past life experiences and instinctively resisting.
Feeling Ding Zhengnan's somewhat submissive attitude in his pursuit made Jiang Yizhou's confidence soar. To put it in internet slang, it could be summed up as:
"Is there even a chance? Not at all."
Jiang Yizhou had many thoughts and distractions bound by various reasons. In his past life, due to the constraints of reality, these things had turned into dreams filled with fantasies.
The television was endlessly reporting on the news of Hong Kong's return, but Jiang Yizhou had little interest. Everything had already been planned out; the only thing he was interested in was experiencing the feeling of welcoming the garrison troops. Well, perhaps there was another matter waiting for him now.
When Song Rushi returned to her suite, she did not act flustered like a girl; she simply felt helpless. She never expected things would come to this point. Lying in the bathtub and stirring the water's surface, she watched the ripples and felt her heart slightly chaotic.
Having been the "housekeeper" for that "giant baby" for so long, she overlooked one thing: although he was immature and had the capital to be willful, he was still an adult. The desires of adults are different from those of children.
At first, when Jiang Yizhou returned from abroad, he told her that he and his girlfriend had reached the final step. That expression—desire and responsibility far outweighed love—made her unable to help but sigh for that girl.
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