Let the Backyard Catch Fire

On a Wednesday in early November, Li Jin led his team to the industrial park and met Jiang Qin in the conference room on the third floor of the main building.

Although the title of Pintuan's president was famous online and there were plenty of photos of him, seeing him in person still left the Bumble management team feeling somewhat dazed.

That overwhelming sense of youth was truly hard to put into words.

The youngest member of their team was a girl named Lin Ye, a highly accomplished business graduate who had returned from studying in the United States. But even as the youngest, she was already twenty-seven this year.

When she saw Jiang Qin, she could not help questioning things because of his age.

The domestic market had long circulated stories about Jiang Qin's absolute control over the market, but as people who had only heard about it, they genuinely could not grasp the reality of it.

That was not strange.

When Pintuan's president had first been revealed, some people had even claimed that Jiang Qin was merely a puppet pushed to the front by powerful figures behind the scenes.

After all, what Jiang Qin had accomplished truly did not match his age.

But when President Jiang saw those reports, he felt that age was not the main contradiction. The main contradiction was that they were jealous he had both looks and talent. He could clearly make a living off his face, yet he insisted on conquering the market with his abilities.

They could not stand this kind of all-around heartthrob, especially Uncle Ma from Hangzhou.

"President Jiang, hello. I'm Li Jin, the person in charge of Bumble."

"Welcome, President Li. Welcome, everyone. Please, have a seat."

Jiang Qin had someone prepare tea, then sat down at the conference