The Sweetness of the Seventies-Chapter 943 - 912: Enlightenment, Grand Opening

Chapter 943: Chapter 912: Enlightenment, Grand Opening

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He liked her, he loved her?

"You... you haven’t lied to me?" Zhang Mengmeng asked, stuttering, sticking her head out from Qi Zhenghan’s embrace, wanting to get a clear answer.

Qi Zhenghan kissed her forehead and said, "I haven’t lied to you. I like you, I love you, I want to be with you."

"But... what about Teacher He?" Zhang Mengmeng thought of Qi Zhenghan previously admitting his liking for He Tiantian, and wondered how could he fall for her?

Qi Zhenghan gave a small smile, seriously stating, "I used to like He Tiantian, but she didn’t like me, and moreover, she’s already married, with a happy matrimonial life. I was still stuck in the same place, until I met you. Only then did I try to start liking someone new."

"Really?" Zhang Mengmeng was brimming with tears of joy; she could hardly believe her own ears.

"It’s true. After we separated, I saw clearly what’s in my heart," Qi Zhenghan said. "I wanted to come back to clear things up with you, but then my sister received a telegram saying you had an accident, so I rushed back here. All the way back, my mind and heart were filled with thoughts of you. Doesn’t that prove enough?"

"Wow!" Zhang Mengmeng could no longer hold back, her tears flowing like a breached river.

Qi Zhenghan held her tight, whispering, "Don’t cry now, don’t cry."

The children nearby didn’t understand why Sister Mengmeng was crying. They even thought that the man was bullying Sister Mengmeng.

The children gathered around, chattering, "Don’t bully Sister Mengmeng..."

Hearing the kids’ voices, Zhang Mengmeng remembered there were many children around!

"Let me go, there are people here," Zhang Mengmeng said. "You must be tired after walking all this way, right?"

"Yes, it was hard, I’ve never walked such a long distance before," Qi Zhenghan laughed. "But for you, it’s all worth it."

Qi Zhenghan seemed to have an epiphany, sweet-talking with natural ease.

"It must have been very tiring then. Let me take you to rest," Zhang Mengmeng said. "I’ll ask the teacher for help, to find you a place to stay. Your work is so busy, do you have to leave tomorrow?"

"It’s okay, you’ve also been out for quite a while, when are you going back?" Qi Zhenghan asked, implying that if it wasn’t for long, he could leave with Zhang Mengmeng.

Zhang Mengmeng’s heart leapt, and she replied, "We’ll leave the day after tomorrow. If you have time, you can leave with us."

Qi Zhenghan considered and replied, "Okay!"

Zhang Mengmeng took Qi Zhenghan to meet the supervising teacher, and after they introduced each other, everyone knew that Zhang Mengmeng’s significant other had come looking for her.

In the evening, Qi Zhenghan was arranged to stay at a local’s home.

Even though it was humble, Qi Zhenghan’s heart was not lonely; the once empty heart was finally filled.

Through chatting with Zhang Mengmeng, Qi Zhenghan understood that the telegram was fake.

It must have been his sister testing him.

Although his sister had good intentions, Qi Zhenghan was still a bit angry.

Upon seeing his sister, he definitely had to scold her, to ensure she wouldn’t make such jokes in the future.

After Qi Zhenghan and Zhang Mengmeng returned to Nan City, the two officially confirmed their relationship.

The business in Yanjing no longer required his personal attention; he sent a telegram instructing his sister to handle things in Yanjing until the new car launched, when he would make a trip there.

Apart from Yanjing, Qi Zhenghan also set up sales points in Shanghai, Yangcheng, Hang City, and other major cities across the country, six in total.

Everyone was busily engaged in renovations and promotions.

Qi Zhenghan often went on business trips, but every time he returned, he would bring gifts for Zhang Mengmeng.

At the same time, whenever Qi Zhenghan was in Nan City, he would pick Zhang Mengmeng up from work in the evening, drive her back to her dormitory, and then head back.

The situation between the two of them was indeed getting better and better.

Zhang Mengmeng’s creative inspiration was flowing like a spring, leading to many outstanding works.

Far away in Yanjing, He Tiantian was discussing advertising matters with Tang Qian.

"Tiantian, I want to advertise on Yanjing TV to let the locals know about our Fuxi Automobile as soon as possible," Tang Qian said. The car he was driving now was from Fuxi Automobile, with a robust design and powerful performance. Men liked to drive such cars because it gave them a sense of conquest. There was also another model that was a bit more compact, suitable for both men and women.

This smaller type of car came in various colors: black, white, and bright red.

For the average citizens of Huaxia Country, these three colors were more readily accepted.

Qi Xiaoyan and Jiang Wenwen had their eyes on the bright red and white ones.

He Tiantian thought for a moment and said, "Sure, the head office will advertise on CCTV, and as a dealer, you can advertise on local TV channels. There are also other outdoor ads, and the head office will reimburse half the cost. However, the prerequisite is that the annual sales can’t be less than a thousand units!"

Tang Qian smiled confidently and said, "Don’t worry, I can definitely achieve a thousand units in annual sales. Moreover, advertising on TV now isn’t expensive. I’ve got this handled."

"How do you plan to go about it?" He Tiantian asked. "Do you need to hire someone to shoot the ads?"

"No need, we can just take the commercials shot by the head office and play them on Yanjing TV," Tang Qian replied. He was very satisfied with the advertisements produced by the head office; they were well-made and there was no need to spend extra money on shooting new ones. The money saved could be used to secure a good time slot.

"Alright then, that’s good," He Tiantian nodded. "Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner now. You’ve worked hard."

"It’s not hard at all; this is also my business," Tang Qian said cheerfully. "The car is really nice. I like it a lot, and I’m confident it will sell well."

"It really is nice," He Tiantian agreed, giving Tang Qian’s work a firm endorsement.

After spending more than twenty days abroad, Qi Xiaoyan finally returned from overseas.

This was because in a few days, dealerships across the country were set to start selling simultaneously.

In Yanjing, there were three hundred cars available on the spot, and at other dealership points, there were two hundred each.

They were ready for a grand opening that would make a big splash.

On Yanjing’s TVs and radios, omnipresent ads informed many people that Fuxi Automobile was about to hit the market.

Tang Qian had another idea: he had people ride bicycles with printed cloth advertisements tied to the rear seats, featuring Fuxi Automobile. Groups of three cycled on the main roads.

Their pace wasn’t fast, but it was enough for everyone to get a clear view of what it was.

Suddenly, the streets and alleys of Yanjing were abuzz with talk about Fuxi Automobile.

On opening day, He Tiantian, Qi Xiaoyan, and Jiang Wenwen came to offer their congratulations, bringing flower baskets.

Thanks to Tang Qian’s extensive network of friends, many people sent flower baskets, and they were lined up for twenty to thirty meters outside the dealership entrance.

It was nearly blinding to the eyes.

Tang Qian truly was a seasoned player in the game of love!

Next to the car stood women in beautiful cheongsams, tall and striking, beside the showroom cars.

Car models!

There really was nothing Tang Qian couldn’t do, only what one couldn’t imagine!