This part is also being followed up on by operations.
Jiang Nian's assets have gone from the million level. If you count the total, he's already stepped into the five-million mark.
This is only the beginning. When next year's revenue breaks fifty million, it'll about be time to hire designers.
It was getting close to New Year's Eve.
Only then did Jiang Nian fly back to Zhen Nan. After landing, it was Xu Shuang who came to pick him up; he didn't bother Old Jiang and the rest.
"Have you eaten?" Zhao Yiqiu waved.
The Daoist's core build was still the old-school three-piece set: have you eaten, what did you eat, time to eat.
"I had the airplane meal," he said.
Xu Shuang stood to the side, arms crossed, looking at Jiang Nian, who was only carrying a small suitcase and had a smile on his face.
She was a little speechless, and also a little full of longing.
