Marriage is long and desires are strong

Jiang Wei's eyes were thoughtful: "Making money with emotions..."

Qin Xiaoye lowered his eyes: "In a businessman's eyes, everything is about how to monetize it. This is called the emotional economy. Trendy toys and anime merchandise, virtual companions, stress-relieving and therapeutic products, immersive experiences, and pets are all part of the emotional economy."

Jiang Wei nodded instantly: "I understand, the 'pig butchering scam' is about making money by exploiting emotions and feelings."

Qin Xiaoye raised his hand and slapped her on the head, a half-smile on his face: "It's a use, not an exploitation. But that makes sense."

Jiang Wei pouted and touched her head.

Qin Xiaoye also patted her head, placing his hand on Jiang Wei's soft, delicate hand and massaging it along with hers. He said slowly, "Charitable aid must be in a virtuous cycle to be sustainable."

Jiang Wei felt that large hand covering hers, rubbing her head. It was hot and rough, and it was rubbing her head in a tingling, numbing way.

Qin Xiaoye's expression was indifferent, and his tone was serious, as if it wasn't his hand touching Jiang Wei: "To make kindness sustainable, we can't rely on persistence, but on the continuous operation of the system. First, we need to open up the channels for making money, and then we can expand production."

Jiang Wei looked at him expectantly: "System? Access path?"

Qin Xiaoye chuckled softly, tilted his head slightly to signal her to follow him, and said as they walked, "In business, you have to test on a small scale first and get the channels working."

Jiang Wei followed with small steps, her voice sweet and obedient: "How exactly do I do it?"

Qin Xiaoye led her to the underground parking garage, then returned to his office. He sat on a black sofa chair, and Jiang Wei sat next to him, resting her chin on her hand and looking at Qin Xiaoye expectantly.

The office was empty and quiet, filled with Qin Xiaoye's cold and gloomy aura.

Qin Xiaoye twisted the metal pen with his well-defined fingers and gave her a lesson in business management on the paper.

"It sounds simple: make your first profit with this product. That means your business logic is correct. If you don't make any money with this product, then your business logic is wrong."

"Once the channels are open, all that's left is to expand production."

"And improve efficiency."

Jiang Wei listened attentively while asking questions.

As Qin Xiaoye answered, he expanded on her question on the paper.

The pen tip produces vigorous and powerful strokes, each character displaying its sharpness and strength. The writing is steady and forceful, exuding composure and competence.

Jiang Wei finally understood why her pet hospital wasn't making money. She had always thought it was because she was rescuing too many animals, and the normal revenue couldn't cover the rescue costs.

Now I understand, it's because I don't know how to make money or run a business.

Qin Xiaoye didn't help her with money; he relied on her from behind the scenes, which was much more effective than giving her money.

Qin Xiaoye's time is more valuable than money.

He is really a very good person.

After listening to Qin Xiaoye's words, Jiang Wei suddenly understood.

She offered him warm water with both hands in a fawning manner, bowing and saying, "Teacher Qin, please have some water."

Qin Xiaoye crossed his legs and slightly raised his head in greeting.

Jiang Wei understood, and humbly fed Qin Xiaoye water to his lips. Qin Xiaoye drank it sip by sip from her hand.

As he drank water, Qin Xiaoye tilted his head back, his prominent Adam's apple bobbing repeatedly, exuding both desire and arousal.

The two were standing very close to each other.

Breathing slowly, I could smell the faint scents of smoke, cedar, hormones, and the fruity fragrance emanating from Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei stared at her Adam's apple, somewhat dazed, and her hand went limp, causing her water glass to fall.

Qin Xiaoye looked at her with a half-smile: "You'll have to be punished."

Jiang Wei was startled. She looked at Qin Xiaoye, her face turned pale, and her heart skipped a beat.

Qin Xiaoye reached out and touched her face. The touch was smooth and soft. He sighed, "Why aren't you so easily frightened?"

"Just kidding."

Jiang Wei exhaled and smiled.

Qin Xiaoye lowered his eyes; she was still afraid of him.

Jiang Wei's heart was pounding. She knew why she was taking it seriously: Qin Xiaoye was willing to let her do it.

Qin Xiaoye stood at the pinnacle of power. He could order anyone to do anything if he wanted to, regardless of whether the other person wanted to or was willing to do so.

He himself was a member of the powerful and wealthy class.

Xiang Dong knocked on the door from the outside: "President Qin."

Qin Xiaoye's voice was deep and resonant: "Go in."

Jiang Wei quickly stood up and took two steps away.

Qin Xiaoye glanced at her, a half-smile playing on his lips, laughing at her for putting on an act.

Xiang Dong whispered, "President Qin, President Zheng has been waiting for three hours. Are we still going to postpone it?"

It's been 3:10 PM to now, and it's 7 PM.

He didn't want to disturb them, but the scheduled meetings, contacts, and projects had all been postponed, and he couldn't hold out any longer if they didn't come in.

Qin Xiaoye said in a deep voice, "Yes, immediately. It will begin in five minutes."

Jiang Wei was shocked to realize that her business management class had caused Qin Xiaoye to miss a lot of important business.

She hurriedly packed her things: "Mr. Qin, I'll be going now."

Qin Xiaoye nodded, his eyes calm and indifferent, as he looked at her.

Jiang Wei: "I filmed some videos for public service announcements, and I will send the plans and proposals to Xiang Dong once they are completed."

Qin Xiaoye stood up, took out suit trousers from the office wardrobe, turned his head, and said in a detached voice, "I'll take responsibility for this."

He picked up his phone and said calmly, "Add me on WeChat."

Jiang Wei scanned it.

More than a month after our marriage, I finally got my husband's WeChat, all because of work.

Qin Xiaoye squinted at Jiang Wei's WeChat. Her profile picture showed her wearing a white coat, looking professional and aloof.

It reminded him of that day when Jiang Wei was wearing a white coat, a black snake coiled on her wrist, and sunlight shining on her face, giving off a delicate and beautiful glow.

Just as Jiang Wei was about to leave, she turned back and cautiously invited, "Mr. Qin, are you going home tonight?"