A few days after it went online, the daily number of hits on the car website stabilized at around 1.5 million. At this time, across the ocean, the most influential car show, one of the world's five major car shows, the North American International Auto Show, was officially opened in Detroit, a car city that was now booming but later became miserable and tragic.
Jiasheng put a lot of effort into covering this industry event. In addition to the part-time international students it had already hired, the website sent a luxury team from the mainland, led by Chief Operating Officer Han Guofang, to coordinate coverage of the auto show and to make contact with internationally renowned car companies.
Spending so much manpower, resources and money to cover the auto show was also a way of saying to the big-spending car manufacturers, 'We at Jiasheng Auto are a strong force, and even in this internet winter, we're not short of money.'
On the day they were leaving for the United States, Huang Jingping and Jin Ling set off together for the provincial capital.
Feng Yuxuan was right. For a girl like her, every Spring Festival she spends away from her family is a missed opportunity. She should take advantage of the time she has left and spend it with her parents and relatives.
Huang Jingping was about to start lecturing as usual, but Feng Yiping stopped her. She said, 'I know, eat well, sleep well, dress warmly, and what else does the leader have to add?'
Huang Jingping gave him a reproachful look and said, 'There is still a lot to add and there is a most important thing: be safe!'
'You're absolutely right, I'll make sure it's done properly. I've already spoken to Gao Zhiyi, and asked him to arrange for a car to take you home. The roads are bad, so you must be careful,' Feng Yiping gave her a tight hug. "I'll try to get back home for the New Year as soon as possible.
'Don't forget to call me every day," Huang Jingping gave him a tight hug too.
'Okay,'
'And one last thing,' Huang Jingping's list of instructions had finally come to an end, and Feng Yiping thought she was going to say something important.
'If you're going to drive my car, remember not to eat in the car!'
This girl, she's deliberately trying to upset me, 'I'll go to the store in a bit and buy a box of sesame pastries, and I'll sit in your car and eat them,'
Jin Ling was watching them from over there, amused by their clinging together like nobody's business, 'Why don't you just go back with them!'
...
With one person missing, the house suddenly felt lonely. Feng Yiping tidied up some documents in the study, took a suitcase of clothes that Huang Jingping had packed for him earlier, and went to the duplex apartment in Shuiqingmuhuayuan.
The house is smaller, so it doesn't feel quite so lonely, and it's on the upper floors, so the view from the study is better than from the villa, with a direct view of a large university campus. However, Feng Yiping doesn't plan to stay here during the day; he can't stand it after a while, with construction going on all around, upstairs and downstairs, front and back, left and right.
Hammers banging, drills whirring... It never stops.
Fine, let's go to the office.
Because the final exams are approaching, there are not many people in the Wonder Workshop these days, but the meeting room next door is very lively.
No matter how thorough the planning is, once the website is actually launched, all kinds of problems will continue to pop up, so the car network has had endless meetings and work sessions these past few days.
In the days that followed, Feng Yiping continued to lead a very regular life, going to school, to the office, and home, but he was busier than usual.
There was nothing he could do about it. With Jin Ling gone, there was a lot for him to deal with at the company, and the final exams were approaching, so he had to study hard.
'Yiping, why don't we have lunch together?' Fang Yingzhi, who had come to deliver some documents, said to him. 'Don't worry, I don't mean anything by it. It's just that Jingping is away, and you've probably been just muddling through these days. As a friend, as a fellow villager, and as a subordinate, I'm just concerned,'
'Thank you for your concern, but I really can't today. I have a lunch appointment with President Cui and the others. There are still a lot of problems to solve on the website. I'm sorry, I'll treat you to lunch some other time,'
The last conversation had an effect. Fang Yingzhi and he had returned to a normal track. Jin Ling had also said that she would take her to Shanghai after the New Year, so there would be no more problems after that.
However, whether it was contact at work or just normal, it would be better to keep it to a minimum.
After seeing off Fang Yingzhi, Boss Feng was pondering where to solve the big problem of lunch. Unexpectedly, Wu Xinyang called again. He didn't want to answer, in case he was asked to treat again.
He knew that he was a normal man, and there was no way he could emulate the gentleman Liu Xiahui, whose physical health was always in doubt, and who could sit with a beautiful woman in his lap without being distracted. Therefore, he could only try not to give a beautiful woman the opportunity to sit in his lap.
But she was very determined. After ringing several times, he picked up the phone for the second time. He had no choice. At school and at the office, they kept bumping into each other, and there was no way to avoid it. 'Secretary, what's up?'
'Yiping, you'd better come to the college quickly. Someone's looking for you,'
Someone's looking for me at the college? "Who is it?'
Wu Xinyang's attitude was very indifferent. She just said, "You'll know when you get here,'
Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Feng Yiping was a little surprised. He hadn't offended her, had he? Had he not gone to the New Year's Eve party? He had heard that Wu Xinyang's solo dance had been outstanding.
Rushing to the college entrance, he felt very strange. Shouldn't everyone be queuing up in the canteen? Why were there still so many people left?
In particular, his classmates were looking at him with a certain expression in their eyes. A few seniors even patted him affectionately on the shoulder, saying, 'Not bad, you really did win glory for the country!'
'What do you mean?' Feng Yiping was extremely puzzled.
His classmates pushed him, "Just follow me and you'll know,'
Everyone's attention was focused on a few girls in the centre of the courtyard. For some reason, they were all speaking English. Feng Yiping, who had been pushed to the front by his classmates, immediately noticed that one of the girls was unusually tall. She couldn't be a classmate from the college. Could it be her?
Wait, the back is quite familiar, and her hair is brown again. Could it be? "Hi,' he asked.
The tall girl turned her head with joy, 'Feng!' Could it be Ma Ling?
'When did you come to China? Why didn't you let me know in advance?'
'Thank you for the introduction,' Ma Ling politely thanked Wu Xinyang, who looked a little upset, as she walked over.
Feng Yiping was a little panicked as he watched her approach. What if she wanted to hug him? In their relationship, that would be normal, but on this occasion, it would be fatal.
Ma Ling came over with a smile, and just stood shoulder to shoulder with him. 'I just arrived this morning,'
'Then you must not have had lunch yet. Come, let me show you the hospitality of my home,' Feng Yiping was quite uncomfortable being the focus of attention from his classmates at the college.
'Great, I've heard for a long time that there is a very amazing dish here, roast duck,' she said the last two words in a strange accent.
'No problem,' now Feng Yiping would agree to anything as long as he could get away from there.
'Yiping, be a good host!' Some busybody shouted as Feng Yiping and the pretty girl walked towards the exit, deliberately emphasising the word "host".
Many of his classmates immediately agreed, "Yes, don't disgrace us Chinese men,'
these hormone-fuelled brutes!
"Yiping is amazing, just one trip abroad and he's already hooked up with such a gem, that body, that face, really, wow!'
The two male classmates shook their heads in admiration. There were not many female international students from Europe and the United States at the school, and the ones that looked like Ma Ling were not even in the same league.
When Wu Xinyang heard this, her face turned even uglier. Whether on purpose or not, she walked past and gave the guy who had spoken a kick.
Once they were out of sight of their classmates, Ma Ling finally let go of her tension and laughed, bumping Feng Yiping with her shoulder. 'You seem very nervous!'
Feng Yiping was still tense. When he was in the United States, he felt like he had extrajudicial power and was not bound by anything he did. But in China, faced with this situation, he still didn't know how to respond.
'Why did you want to come to China?'
'A few classmates came to Hawaii for vacation, so I thought I'd come to China and see you,' Ma Ling said with a smile, spinning around in front of him. "What do you think? Do you like it? I picked it out especially, it's Chinese red,'
she said, referring to the red trench coat she was wearing.
'It's very nice," Feng Yiping said sincerely. He was referring to both the coat and the person wearing it.