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 Chapter 161: Mockery Effect Maximized

TL: Etude

Cao Guangyu’s body was trembling, his facial muscles involuntarily lifting upwards, but his pride kept him from revealing the genuine smile that came from his heart.

This sensation was agonizing.

It was like those reversal of energies in martial arts novels, a force decaying and withering, constantly coursing through his “meridians”, forcefully suppressed, the outcome was predictable.

His body shivered from the urge to laugh, but out of politeness, he had to pretend as if he understood nothing.

When he could no longer bear it, Old Cao propped his hands on the table, wrapping his legs around the table legs.

Then, the dining table began to tremble, causing all the dishes and bowls on it to clatter loudly.

Feng Nanshu really wanted to eat some old vinegar peanuts, but Cao’s shaking made it impossible to pick them up. She could only puff her cheeks and hum while looking at Jiang Qin.

“He wants to laugh!”

“This bastard, he wants to laugh!”

Qu Yating held her breath, even though her face was covered with foundation, it couldn’t hide the increasingly darkening of her complexion.

Liu Tiange felt like he had swallowed a fly, the broken Volkswagen key in his pocket heating up intensely.

The owner of “Shiwei Tian”, completely unaware, had inadvertently made Jiang Qin look good.

And Jiang Qin, seizing the opportunity provided by the owner, quietly uttered “broken Volkswagen”.

Everyone knew whom those three words mocked, but since it wasn’t explicitly stated, they could all pretend to be unaware.

However, if Cao Guangyu actually burst out laughing at the table, then the mockery would be an outright face-slapping, and even the most tolerant person would probably lose face to continue staying.

“Old Cao, if you need to use the restroom, just go. The table is shaking so much, I can’t even pick up my food!”

Jiang Qin cleverly offered a way out, pointing towards the door, suggesting he go and sort himself out.

“Jiang… Brother… is right.”

Cao Guangyu pursed his lips, puffing up his bursting chest, and walked out the door.

Sigh…

Seeing this, Liu Tiange and Qu Yating both let out a sigh of relief, picking up their chopsticks to eat, but the next second, a burst of earth-shattering laughter erupted from outside the door.

This laughter was akin to the voice acting for Stephen Chow by a grouper, but louder and shriller!

After a minute, the person laughing started to cough, followed by a wheezing sound as he gasped for breath.

“Shiwei Tian”, being the most popular stir-fry stall near the university, was almost always full. Otherwise, the owner wouldn’t be spending his days in the restaurant fantasizing about luxury cars.

Thus, the environment was usually noisy.

But the moment the laughter ceased, the entire second floor fell silent.

After a while, Cao Guangyu came back in, supporting his waist, his face red and swollen.

“There’s a kid across having a birthday, saying he wants to be an astronaut when he grows up. His grandparents are so happy, they couldn’t stop laughing.”

“…”

“Come on, don’t just stand there, let’s eat.”

Cao Guangyu picked up his chopsticks, warmly inviting everyone to eat: “Has ‘Shiwei Tian’ changed chefs? The taste today is exceptionally delicate.”

Jiang Qin turned to look at Old Cao, thinking to himself that this guy was a real treasure. He had staged the show, but the effect was magnified in his hands, truly impressive.

“Old Cao, be more low-key next time. After you’ve shown off, run away quickly, so you don’t get your legs broken.”

Cao Guangyu wiped his mouth, his eyes gleaming as he leaned in: “Old Jiang, I’d die laughing before anyone could kill me. Did you pay the owner of ‘Shiwei Tian’? Damn, it’s like divine intervention!”

“It was just a coincidence, who knew adults could be so vengeful? It even scared me.”

“I really admire your nonchalant attitude!”

The meal that followed was a mix of joy and sorrow for different people.

Take Qu Yating, for example, who didn’t utter another word from beginning to end. Liu Tiange, sitting next to her, didn’t even pick up his chopsticks again.

On the other hand, Cui Min was like nothing had happened, chatting with Ding Xue and Cao Guangyu.

Her contribution to the earlier fiery conversation was undeniable, fueling the final intensity of the mockery.

Especially the phrase “rich second generation,” which blatantly brought the underlying competition to the forefront.

Yet, at this moment, it was this instigator who seemed the most detached, displaying a superficial sisterhood to the fullest.

Half an hour later, the meal was hastily finished. It cost nearly 180 yuan due to the large group and the extravagant ordering by Cui Min and Qu Yating, amounting to about two weeks’ living expenses for an average student. However, Old Cao felt it was well worth it and would come again.

“Keep the change.”

“?”

The owner of “Shiwei Tian,” holding the two hundred yuan, felt perplexed and slightly taken advantage of, yet without evidence.

Under the night sky, a deep chill lingered.

After leaving the restaurant, everyone felt the bone-chilling cold and hurriedly got into their cars.

Ding Xue and Cao Guangyu naturally climbed into Jiang Qin’s Audi, with a perplexed little rich lady in the passenger seat.

Cui Min initially wanted to join them but had to settle for Liu Tiange’s Volkswagen Bora after finding Cao Guangyu had closed the door on her.

Logically, after such a meal, it was time to go their separate ways.

But perhaps due to Liu Tiange’s pent-up anger, unable to vent, he kept blocking Jiang Qin’s car on the way out.

Jiang Qin turned right, and Liu Tiange preemptively occupied the right lane ahead.

Jiang Qin, unfazed, signaled to turn left, only to find the Bora sneaking into the left lane at the right moment.

Finally, both cars reached a junction and stopped side by side at a red light, the Bora and the Audi transitioning from a chase to a parallel position.

“Can’t match your car, but how about we see whose driving skills are better?”

The window of the Bora rolled down, revealing Liu Tiange’s sullen face.

“Forget it. Our cars aren’t even in the same league, how can we compare?”

Jiang Qin chuckled, his disdain evident.

“If you had a sports car, I really wouldn’t dare to compete, but Audi and Volkswagen aren’t that different, right? If you’re a man, let’s see the truth in speed. Playing coy is what women do.”

“No contest. If I win, you’d just say your car is better than mine. If I lose, it’s shame. Boring.”

Liu Tiange, desperate to regain some dignity, insisted, “Then you tell me how to compare, I’ll abide by it, fair and square.”

Jiang Qin thought for a moment, “Alright, for fairness, when the green light comes on, I’ll give you a three-second head start.”

“Fine, one round to determine the winner. If you lose, you have to call me big brother!”

“Who calls whom is still uncertain.”

Jiang Qin, expressionless, shifted into neutral. His feet revved the engine, roaring fiercely as if a wild beast about to pounce.

Hearing this sound, the tense atmosphere immediately intensified.

Liu Tiange gripped the steering wheel tightly, his palm pressing against the gear stick, eyes fixed on the traffic light ahead, ready to burst forth.

Cao Guangyu, too, became nervous. He fastened Ding Xue’s seatbelt and then his own, his back firmly against the seat, feeling as if a scene from “Initial D” was about to unfold.

In terms of car performance, the four-wheel drive A6 was definitely more powerful than the Volkswagen Bora, but it wasn’t a total domination. After all, the acceleration of Volkswagen was indeed not slow.

Moreover, giving a three-second head start greatly influenced the outcome of the race. Liu Tiange was confident of a sure win.

The next second, as the red light turned green, the Volkswagen Bora sped off with a whoosh, while the Audi remained stationary, its trembling body now still.

“Old Jiang, chase him!”

“Have you ever learned to drive? The speed limit is thirty near the school gate. I am a law-abiding citizen!”

Jiang Qin shifted gears and started moving slowly: “Thinking you’re Takumi Fujiwara after reading a couple of comics? Are traffic rules just for show? Too immature, idiot.”

“?”

Under the night sky, the black Audi drove slowly, even yielding to a student before turning left at the crossroads and entering Linchuan University.

Cao Guangyu’s eyes nearly popped out, thinking to himself that Jiang Qin was the sneakier one, not even intending to race.

Ding Xue, however, was a bit worried: “Won’t they have problems driving so fast?”

“No, there are numerous traffic lights on this road, and Liu Tiange isn’t foolish. He’ll slow down if things look bad. Plus, there are traffic police on Textile Factory Road. At most, they’ll face fines and points deduction.”

Cao Guangyu smacked his lips: “Doesn’t that mean we lost?”

Jiang Qin laughed: “So what if we lost? What’s wrong with calling someone ‘big brother’? I’m a businessman, not Kong Yiji1.”

“Awesome.”

“Old Cao, remember, face is the cheapest thing in this world.”

Ding Xue fell silent for a while, then pinched Cao Guangyu: “You should learn from Jiang Qin, be more humble and low-key.”

Cao Guangyu chuckled sheepishly: “I know. I learned my show-off tricks from him.”

“People don’t go around claiming they’re rich second-generation every day. You better tone it down too!”

“But… but I really am a rich second-generation.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Xue’s phone rang. It was Qu Yating calling, but Liu Tiange’s voice came through, sounding very smug.

He said, “Jiang Qin, you lost.”

Jiang Qin replied, “Big brother, you’re really something. Next time we meet, I’ll light your cigarette.”

There was a long silence on the other end, and then the call ended without another word.

The women’s dormitory of the Medical Department was closer to the main gate, so Jiang Qin first dropped off Ding Xue. Old Cao, not yet weary of their company, also got out of the car.

Then, Jiang Qin leisurely drove to the women’s dormitory of the Finance Department. The little rich lady didn’t want to leave and lingered in the car for a long time before finally getting out.

“Hmm?”

Jiang Qin was planning to return to Room 208 but realized he had forgotten to take Feng Nanshu’s handbag with him.

They had gone directly to “Shiwei Tian” from the bathhouse without returning to the dormitory, so everything was left in the car.

Jiang Qin paused for a moment, opened the bag to take a look. Inside, there were a top and bottom set just changed out of, white with cute butterfly knots, and the bottom piece even had a little roaring tiger printed on it.

Sometimes, thoughts aren’t governed by conscious mind.

Like at this moment, the image of these clothes worn popped up in his mind.

“…”

“Really cute.”

Chapter 162: Not Picking Up Money Is a Loss

TL: Etude

In the early morning, a cold wind howled outside.

Jiang Qin, having changed his clothes, rubbed his hands together and stepped out of the dormitory. The campus was desolate, the air tinged with a biting cold.

“Humming a tune, frozen by the cold wind, I’ll build a nest tomorrow,” Jiang Qin mumbled to himself as he walked towards the Entrepreneurship Center. Halfway there, his old Nokia phone began to vibrate incessantly in his pocket.

Jiang Qin pretended not to hear it.

The weather was too cold, and he was reluctant to take his hands out of his sleeves.

If the call stopped after ten seconds or so, it meant it wasn’t anything urgent. He could just return the call later from the warmth of the Entrepreneurship Center.

But the phone kept vibrating, forcing Jiang Qin to answer it.

“Hello?”

“Jiang Qin, an update for you. President Zhang will be visiting you shortly,” Lu Guangrong’s voice came through the phone.

Stamping his feet and walking forward, Jiang Qin replied, “Didn’t he already visit last time? Another visit? There’s no need to be so courteous. The stuff in my office is sufficient for now.”

“??? What are you talking about? He’s not coming to bring warmth. He’s leading a study group from four major universities for a tour. It’s more formal than last time and for external purposes. You need to take this seriously.”

Hearing this, Jiang Qin was puzzled, “What’s there to learn from my place?”

Lu’s voice slowly responded, “After your feature in Linchuan Youth Daily, the impact has been quite positive. So, they’ve arranged a learning exchange. This study group is specifically to learn from your entrepreneurial experience.”

“Alright, got it. I’ll make sure they leave with more than they came for.”

Jiang Qin hung up the phone with a cold laugh and continued into the Entrepreneurship Center.

He had initially planned to gather everyone for a meeting to discuss subsequent marketing strategies and increasing new user registrations. However, the arrival of the study group meant postponing this meeting to the afternoon. For the morning, he decided to dedicate the time to a thorough cleaning.

After a round of intensive marketing and launch activities, the staff of Room 208 felt a roller-coaster-like fatigue.

In simple terms, they had been working too hard in the previous days and were now somewhat out of sorts. Doing some housekeeping now seemed like a good opportunity for a mental reset.

“President Zhang is visiting again. Let’s clean up,” Jiang Qin announced as he entered Room 208 and clapped his hands.

As he finished speaking, Dong Wenhao grabbed his computer and ran out, and Lu Feiyu stepped on the table to unscrew a light bulb. Annoyed, Jiang Qin spat in disgust.

“Damn it, can’t you guys show some dignity? We’re not setting anyone up this time!”

“What should we do then?”

“A collective cleanup. Make the office spotless. Most of the visitors are from other schools. We need to stand tall and proud, show off our best and hide our worst.”

Under Jiang Qin’s direction, everyone cleaned the office until it was sparkling, even moving some green plants from Room 207 to decorate the corner.

Close to 11 AM, Zhang Baiqing led the study group from the four universities in a grand procession.

Among them, eight who walked in front appeared to be the leading teachers from the other three schools, followed by a dozen students, each carrying their school’s banner.

“Ladies and gentlemen, students, this is Room 208. Feel free to look around and get a feel for the atmosphere,” Zhang Baiqing briefly introduced them, then pulled Jiang Qin aside. “Didn’t you say you wouldn’t do group buying? What’s this about the school’s delivery staff?”

Unperturbed, Jiang Qin responded, “That’s online retail, not group buying.”

“Don’t try to fool me. Do you think I can’t tell just because you changed the name?”

Jiang Qin chuckled, “Sorry, President Zhang. I admit there was a bit of a gamble in my approach, but so far, the results have been quite good. As long as I don’t mess up, everything should be stable.”

President Zhang Baiqing responded with a cold smile, “Alright, just make sure you host the study group well today and bring honor to our school, and I won’t bother you.”

“That’s easy. I’ve prepared a delightful three-piece set for the study group.”

“?!”

Jiang Qin gave a signal, and Wei Lanlan immediately nodded and, along with Wen Jinrui, brought out a stack of items: company brochures, a photo book of team-building activities, and delicious snacks.

In reality, outsiders couldn’t really see anything useful when they visited. You couldn’t show them backend data, and even if you did, they might not understand it.

So, the only things they could really see were the photos, brochures, and enjoy some snacks.

“Look, they’ve really made an effort, they even have work badges.”

“It’s quite interesting, but why is there a bear climbing a tree in the team-building photos?”

“That’s not a bear, right?”

“Seems like a person, but I’m not sure, let’s look again.”

“Wow, why is this girl so pretty?”

“She looks so exquisite, definitely photoshopped.”

After a brief tour, Sun Chunming, the director of the entrepreneurship office at the University of Science of Technology, and Li Hua, the director of the teacher training college, nodded approvingly and then turned to have a deep conversation with President Zhang Baiqing.

“President Zhang, the atmosphere at Room 208 is indeed impressive. However, we’d like to see their normal working state.”

“Yes, and also take a few photos of them working, for our report.”

President Zhang Baiqing nodded and called over Jiang Qin, who was sharing entrepreneurial experiences with female university students: “Director Sun and Director Li want to see Room 208’s working state. However you usually operate, do it now.”

Jiang Qin pursed his lips, thinking to himself, “My usual work involves swearing a lot. Can they really learn from that kind of core business secret?”

“Let’s have lunch first. It’s a good opportunity for them to experience my new project, okay?”

“You decide. The main thing is to make a good impression,” President Zhang whispered.

Nodding, Jiang Qin immediately started promoting his group buying venture to the study group and led the teachers and students from other schools to experience the thrill of online ordering.

He had been considering this since before the study group arrived. When prey comes to your doorstep, you have to take a bite.

The mindset of a businessman is such that not picking up money on the road is akin to losing it.

In the future, group buying would surely enter the four major universities. Since he was getting an early contact, he needed to leave a deep impression.

Why?

Although he had Professor Yan’s letter of introduction, there were no facilitators like Zhang Ming’an in the University of Science of Technology or the Teacher Training College. So, it was still uncertain how effective Professor Yan’s influence would be.

In such a situation, it was better to first introduce these in-charge of entrepreneurship from other schools to group buying, creating a natural sense of affinity for future promotions.

Ten minutes later, the delivery person Tian Xiangjia rushed in, delivering all the orders from the study group.

“Delivery this fast to your doorstep?”

A female student with a ponytail in the study group was amazed.

“This is actually considered slow. Normally, it takes three minutes. Next time, I will have to severely reprimand them!”

Jiang Qin replied with a smile, thinking to himself that he had specifically asked Wei Lanlan to expedite the delivery. Otherwise, how could it be so fast?

“That’s amazing. If this is introduced to our school, I won’t even need to leave my room to get food?”

The female student said delightedly, inadvertently acting as a promoter for Jiang Qin, leading the visiting teachers to also express their admiration.

“Both the University of Science of Technology and the Normal University are in our subsequent promotion plans. We will inevitably need the help of all the directors, teachers, and students.”

Jiang Qin responded with a smile, glancing at the school badge of the ponytailed girl. Her name was Yan Lu, a relative of Professor Yan. It seemed the Yans were indeed his lucky charm on the entrepreneurial journey.

After a simple lunch, Jiang Qin gathered all employees of Room 208 for a meeting. This served not only to demonstrate their working state but also because he indeed had tasks to assign.

The study group members perked up immediately, finding spots to listen in.

“Cough…”

“President Zhang, would you like to say a few words first?”

President Zhang Baiqing shook his head, gesturing with his hand for Jiang Qin to start.

Jiang Qin didn’t hold back. He sat in the boss chair and immediately slipped into the role of a cool and charismatic leader.

“Our first wave of promotional days ended three days ago, and the traffic for our group buying has stabilized. However, the registration numbers are insufficient. Therefore, we are launching a second round of marketing called the ‘Dorm Stock-Up Festival.'”

Jiang Qin wrote five characters on the blackboard: “The rule is simple. Every four people can form a dormitory team and enjoy a 20% discount on all items. But if you purchase alone, it’s full price.”

Su Nai raised her hand, “Boss, what about the six-person dorms and single dorms for international students at Linchuan University?”

Jiang Qin shook his head, “We’re not considering the international students for now. But if we set the threshold at six people, it would undoubtedly increase the difficulty of forming teams. We’ll stick to the lowest threshold.”

“Didn’t we also offer a 20% discount on our first promotional day? What’s the difference?”

“There’s no difference for consumers, but it’s significant for the platform. The first promotion targeted registered users, aiming to let them experience placing an order. The ‘Dorm Stock-Up Festival,’ however, targets unregistered users. These people are not sensitive to new things and are uninterested in discounts. The only way to attract them is through referrals. The purpose of forming teams is actually to have existing users draw in new ones.”

Su Nai had a moment of realization, “I get it. As long as there’s one group buying user in a dorm, they would pull in the rest of the dorm members for the discount.”

“You’re really smart, Su Nai.”

“Am I?” Su Nai was pleased.

Jiang Qin nodded, “Before, you never understood the purpose of our activities until they were over. Now, you get it even before the meeting is finished. You’ve indeed grown a lot.”

Su Nai: “…”

Meanwhile, at the back of the office, members of the study group couldn’t help but whisper among themselves.

To be honest, before the meeting, their impression of Room 208 wasn’t much different from other startup projects – nothing particularly outstanding.

It was just an office that was a bit larger, with more people, and a somewhat professional-looking company handbook.

But when the meeting actually started, they realized the demeanor of the 208 employees had completely changed, becoming incredibly focused.

And Jiang Qin, who had been all smiles and laughter just moments ago, had transformed in an instant, exuding a sharp and commanding presence.

Such a scene wouldn’t be surprising in a regular company, but seeing it in a university startup team was intriguing.

“What do you think, Director Li?”

“This Jiang Qin, every step he takes has a clear purpose. He doesn’t seem to be just playing around.”

Chapter 163: Coach, I Want to Learn This

TL: Etude

“Senior Brother Jiang, I have a question. Has your backend system been integrated with the school’s information system?”

“Of course not.”

“Then how do you differentiate whether the team members are actually from the same dormitory?”

“There’s no need to distinguish. Whether they are from the same dormitory or not, even if someone brings in a roommate from another dormitory, as long as it generates a new user, my campaign isn’t wasted.”

“What if they use alternate accounts?”

“It’s impossible for one person to have four mobile numbers. Even with dual SIM cards, they’d need two phones. So, the bottom line is, as long as there’s one new user, I’m profiting.”

Yan Lu from the University of Science and Engineering had an epiphany after hearing this. She realized that the rules laid out by businessmen aren’t really meant for themselves.

So ostentatiously righteous, it was truly an eye-opener.

The sincerity and kindness of a college student were nowhere to be seen in this Senior Brother Jiang!

Such a person, if he doesn’t succeed, then who can?

Yan Lu had always been interested in entrepreneurship, having initiated many small projects in school, which is why she was selected as the entrepreneurial representative in the study group.

But after seeing Senior Brother Jiang’s tactics, she felt like she had discovered a whole new world compared to the meager earnings from her past efforts.

“Teacher, can I learn this?”

“Uh… Better not to learn this kind of thing. You might not be able to handle it.”

“…”

After the meeting, Jiang Qin specifically asked Zhang Baiqing to invite several team-leading teachers to Room 207, laying the groundwork for the upcoming forum promotion and the campus beauty contest. He eloquently outlined the tentative dates for the promotion and the specific methods.

The directors from the University of Science and Engineering and the Teachers’ College, Sun and Li, nodded in agreement after listening. They expressed their willingness to help to a certain extent if Jiang Qin really brought a team for promotion.

Whether it was just a courteous remark or sincere, Jiang Qin achieved his goal of “leaving a profound impression on the teachers from other schools.” The snacks bought on the spot were not sacrificed in vain.

Finally, the two directors left their mobile numbers with Jiang Qin.

It’s like plucking feathers from a passing goose; though only a string of numbers was gained, these numbers opened up greater possibilities.

Whether it was for renting a space for a milk tea shop or getting approval for event procedures, a pathway had been found.

That’s how business is. Even if you’re giving gifts, you need to know the right people to deliver them to for them to be effective. If you give them to the wrong person, it’s like throwing a meat bun to a dog.

“This Jiang Qin from your school doesn’t seem like a student at all. He’s extremely savvy.”

After leaving the Entrepreneurship Center, Sun Chunming from the University of Science and Engineering couldn’t help but remark, feeling a bit regretful inside.

This trip to Linchuan University had indeed been very enlightening for him, but this enlightenment couldn’t be transformed into experience.

Why?

Because it was clear that whether it was the project or the team, Jiang Qin was the core element.

In other words, unless one could easily find someone like Jiang Qin, the experience and development methods of this team couldn’t be replicated.

“Some people dare to dream, some dare to act, but those who dare to dream and act, and actually succeed, are not ordinary people.”

Li, the director from the Teachers’ College, also had his insights, mostly admiration for Jiang Qin.

“Jiang Qin is indeed talented, very sharp-minded,” Zhang Baiqing said with a slight smile.

Yan Lu couldn’t help but speak up: “Senior Brother Jiang is more professional than any other college student entrepreneur I’ve met.”

“He’s a freshman this year.”

Yan Lu: “…”

Zhang Baiqing was puzzled: “Shouldn’t it be clearly written in the newspaper?”

Yan Lu was stunned for a while before coming back to her senses. “I thought it was just another case of overhyped fluff without substance, so I didn’t pay much attention. But being a freshman, isn’t that a bit too incredible?”

“Not at all. Linchuan University has many students like that, and Jiang Qin is just one of them.”

“Really?” Yan Lu felt extremely shocked.

“Of course, it’s true.”

Zhang Baiqing felt inexplicably pleased and decided to approve the previously denied air conditioning for Room 208 as a reward for this exposure.

After the study group left, Room 208 once again plunged into the preparations for the Dormitory Stockpiling Festival.

The technical team began to work against time to create the event page, while the content team started a new round of warming up on the forum.

Jiang Qin sat in the boss chair, reminiscing about his performance today, feeling somewhat satisfied.

From the beginning, he had planned to focus on both promotion and monetization. Now that the group buying had successfully started, the monetization tool was officially in operation, and he couldn’t neglect the subsequent promotional work.

Getting the phone numbers of Sun Chunming and Li Hua marked a tiny bit of progress in the promotional work.

“Jiang Qin, why are you still laying out a red carpet in the corridor? Is there a festival?”

Professor Yan, who hadn’t been there in the morning and hadn’t seen the study group, entered Room 208 with a slightly puzzled expression.

“It’s like this, Professor. A study group from another school came at noon. That was to welcome them. I’ll take it down in a bit.”

Jiang Qin stood up and quickly removed his coat from Professor Yan’s chair.

“As your project gains more popularity in its later stages, it will attract more visitors. Dealing with such courtesies is inevitable. That’s the downside of a society based on relationships.”

Professor Yan spoke while sitting down and unbuttoning his coat. He reached for the tea caddy to prepare tea, but as soon as he lifted the caddy, his hand stiffened.

Hmm?

Rustle, rustle—

Professor Yan shook it slightly, his expression turning stern as he immediately opened the lid to look inside.

“Damn, where’s my tea?!”

Professor Yan was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand. He looked up at Jiang Qin, but the boss chair across from him was already empty.

Haha, the downsides of a society based on relationships all fall on my tea, huh?

Meanwhile, Jiang Qin was driving out of Linchuan University, thinking to himself how close a call that was, almost getting caught by Professor Yan on the spot.

No one in Room 208 drank tea, but to entertain the directors and teachers of the study group, he had to borrow some. He hadn’t had the chance to stealthily replace it before getting caught.

No worries, he thought, buying some more expensive, high-grade tea to replace it this afternoon. Professor Yan probably wouldn’t refuse it.

He drove towards the Wanzhong Mall in the city center.

Four days since the launch of the group buying, the order volume at Wanzhong Mall had been lackluster. The “Dormitory Stockpiling Festival” aimed to boost new user registrations but also involved Wanzhong Mall. He planned to meet with Manager Yue to discuss and gauge their attitude.

As a B2C platform, his goal wasn’t just to satisfy the users’ essential buying desires; he also wanted to tap into their non-essential buying desires.

It’s like some girls who always have clothes in their wardrobe, bought years ago, with the tags still on.

These clothes with untouched tags were the actual “non-essential purchase products.”

To develop this market, he first needed to revitalize the mall section of the group buying.

After contacting Yue Zhu, they met in the lobby of Wanzhong Mall.

“General Manager Jiang, long time no see.”

Yue Zhu, dressed in a black suit, wide-legged trousers, and seven-inch heels, exuded the air of a professional woman.

“Long time no see, Manager Yue.”

Jiang Qin extended his hand for a formal handshake, responding politely.

“The forum’s advertising has been quite effective. Recently, a large portion of the mall’s seasonal promotion traffic has been students. If things continue to go well, we plan to increase our ad spend.”

“That would certainly be welcome.”

As Jiang Qin followed Yue Zhu around the mall, he noticed she didn’t mention anything about the group buying.

This was understandable, as both General Manager He and Yue Zhu weren’t really optimistic about group buying. Their decision to join was mainly influenced by the advertising discount of fifty thousand yuan.

As long as the advertisement could bring in offline traffic, whether or not they could sell goods online seemed irrelevant to them. Since they had no expectations to begin with, they wouldn’t feel disappointed.

“General Manager Jiang, we haven’t met many times, but you’ve always left a strong impression on me,” Yue Zhu said, walking with a faint smile on her lips.

Jiang Qin raised his eyebrows in curiosity. “Why is that?”

“In all my years in this field, you were the first to outsmart me in front of my boss. Thinking about it still gives me a bit of a scare and feels quite embarrassing.”

Jiang Qin chuckled awkwardly. “Those were just a few negotiation tricks I learned from books.”

Yue Zhu turned to look at Jiang Qin, hesitating for a moment before speaking. “Could you trick me again?”

“?”

Jiang Qin was baffled. “I’ve never heard such an outrageous request.”

“I mainly want to see if I can avoid falling into verbal traps, so I don’t get caught again next time.”

“Sorry, I never trick people.”

Yue Zhu paused, then said, “General Manager Jiang is really amazing, already tricking people the moment you open your mouth.”

“??????”

Jiang Qin thought to himself, what’s with this young lady? She doesn’t think every word I say is a lie, does she? I’m a gentleman, damn it!

But before he could voice his thoughts, he was suddenly drawn to a product on the shelf.

They were on the second floor of Wanzhong Mall, the electronics section, where a dazzling array of household appliances were on display, from small shavers to large televisions.

“This electric pot looks pretty good, doesn’t it?”

“Ah?”

Jiang Qin walked over to the electrical appliances shelf, pointing at a large electric pot with an appreciative look. “Really nice, big and round. It must be great for hotpot, right?”

Yue Zhu paused for a moment, then had someone take one off the shelf. “General Manager Jiang, if you like it, take it. It’s not expensive, but I hope the advertising fee for your next campaign doesn’t increase.”

“Forget it, it’s not appropriate.” Jiang Qin quickly waved his hand to decline.

Yue Zhu insisted on giving it. “General Manager Jiang, take it, don’t be polite. It’s just an electric pot.”

“Well then, I’ll accept it graciously,” Jiang Qin smacked his lips, then after a pause, spoke up, “Do you have one of those divided pots? Switch it for one of those.”

Chapter 164: Contracting Your Bubble Tea

TL: Etude

Jiang Qin’s visit to the Wanzhong Mall was definitely not for an electric cooker; this was merely a coincidence. He needed an electric cooker, happened to see one, and Yue Zhu was willing to gift him one. Both parties agreed instantly, much to their delight.

However, his real purpose for this trip was to obtain the current quarter’s sales data from Wanzhong Mall.

“What do you need this for?”

“To promote products.”

“?!”

Sitting in Yue Zhu’s office, Jiang Qin took a sip of tea and explained: “Wanzhong sells a wide variety of items, and just choosing can be overwhelming for customers.”

Yue Zhu smiled slightly after hearing this: “That’s the nature of a mall, and it’s why we focus more on offline traffic. Many people don’t know what they want to buy before they enter the mall, but they often figure it out while browsing. So, my job as the marketing manager is essentially to attract more people into the mall.”

“That’s true, but such complexity and variety aren’t conducive to online sales.”

“Are you referring to that new website you developed?”

Jiang Qin nodded frankly: “Our supermarket and commercial street channels already meet about eighty percent of college students’ needs, so the mall section of our site gets very low traffic.”

Yue Zhu understood the phenomenon: “Shopping online will definitely not offer the same experience as walking through a mall. It’s normal for the traffic to be low.”

“That’s why I want to select a range of popular products from Wanzhong that are suitable for college students—high quality, stylish, and not available in retail supermarkets or on pedestrian streets. I plan to use these as a foundation to create a recommended products section on our forum. In essence, if they don’t want to browse, I’ll help them choose.”

“I can hardly picture it.”

Jiang Qin phrased it differently: “Put simply, I want online shopping to be not just a necessity, but also a form of entertainment. When they get their living expenses and want to spend but don’t know what to buy, they can check out the recommended products section. Maybe they’ll impulsively buy a thing or two, or even six. It’s like browsing in a mall—aimless but still spending.”

Yue Zhu thought for a moment: “You think people will buy just because you recommend something? That’s unlikely, isn’t it?”

“For example, if someone says this lipstick is very flattering and is the trendy color of the year, a must-have for any sophisticated woman, and they list its pros and cons, share detailed usage experiences, call you a dear sister, and urge you to buy it—especially when there’s a discount coupon and free home delivery—what would you do?”

“I… would probably buy it.”

Yue Zhu pondered. If a sister really spoke to her like that, and there was a discount and home delivery, she might buy the lipstick even if she initially had no intention of doing so.

She couldn’t help it; she was called a dear sister, after all!

Jiang Qin nodded after hearing her response: “That’s why I want to use this method to tap into the consumer potential of our forum users.”

“But I can’t just give out the sales data. I need to ask Mr. He’s permission first.”

“Is Mr. He here?”

“Yes, he is. Let me take you to him; you can explain it yourself to avoid any miscommunication.”

Jiang Qin nodded and followed Yue Zhu to Mr. He’s office. Upon hearing his request, He Yijun pondered for a long while before agreeing.

While sales data shouldn’t be disclosed carelessly, the important part was the numbers. Blurring them a bit and sharing a copy wasn’t a big deal.

To some extent, he was willing to embrace a new channel. Since Jiang Qin was eager to experiment, he was curious to see what he could achieve.

After all, it didn’t cost anything, right?

Businessmen chased profits, especially when there was no cost involved.

Since he had agreed to join the group buying venture, extending a bit of convenience to Wanzhong Mall was also beneficial.

“Thank you for your support, Mr. He,” Jiang Qin said gratefully after obtaining the data.

He Yijun waved his hand: “We’re all old friends here, no need for formalities. By the way, Mr. Jiang, when did your rebellious phase end?”

“I’m still very rebellious,” Jiang Qin replied with a twist of his mouth, then asked with a hint of confusion, “Why do you ask, Mr. He?”

“You met my daughter last time, right? Recently, she got into a fight at school and was suspended for a week. I wish she could be a star student like you.”

Jiang Qin’s mouth twitched slightly, thinking that this topic was a bit awkward to discuss. It wasn’t embarrassing when he talked about it himself, but it felt awkward hearing it from someone else.

Fearing that He Yijun might continue to dwell on the subject and potentially making him so uncomfortable that he might literally break through the floor from the fifth to the fourth floor with his toes, he quickly stood up to leave and made a hasty exit.

After Jiang Qin left, He Yijun took out the letter of intent from his cabinet and looked at it again.

To be honest, he was still skeptical about Jiang Qin’s prospects, especially concerning this online sales approach. But since the young man was daring enough to try, a failure wouldn’t be a big deal.

The security staff mentioned that Jiang Qin had arrived in a Bentley last time, accompanied by a driver.

With such a background, he probably wouldn’t care much about losing.

…

In the blink of an eye, it was late December.

After Room 208’s full preparation, the Dormitory Stock-up Festival began on a snowy day.

A twenty percent discount might not seem much, but it was quite attractive when reflected in the product prices. Consequently, the registration for group buying began to rise as expected.

There were even people on forums starting threads specifically to gather participants for the discounts.

Stocking up in college dorms was quite common. For instance, toilet paper was often shared by all roommates. A roll brought into the bathroom would only last a few days before being reduced to just the tube.

Other shared items often included shampoo, laundry detergent, snacks, beverages, and bottled water. It wasn’t easy to distinguish ownership of these communal goods.

You can’t exactly sit in your dorm all day guarding your stuff, letting no one touch it, unless you lock it away and unlock it every time you need to use it.

Therefore, under the guise of the Stock-up Festival, many dorms began to pool funds for bulk purchases.

Apart from this, there were also those who formed groups to buy individually, even more enthusiastically than on the first day of the event.

The college supermarket was the first to be cleared out. Jiang Zhihua was almost overwhelmed by the response.

She had been forewarned by Jiang Qin to stock up before the festival, but the inventory was still not enough.

“Boss Jiang, next time stock up more on necessities. If you’re short on funds, I’ll front the money. Don’t be so stingy.”

When Jiang Qin arrived at the college supermarket, he spoke with an air of extravagance.

“Mr. Jiang, I cleared two rows of snack shelves just for this event. At this rate, I’m almost like your warehouse keeper instead of a supermarket owner!”

Jiang Zhihua complained, but internally she was quite pleased.

Whether it’s a supermarket or a warehouse, as long as the goods sell and the money comes in, who wouldn’t be happy?

Jiang Qin didn’t burst her bubble but instead spoke seriously: “You have to withstand the pressure, Boss Jiang. We’re just getting started. If I had scheduled the event at the beginning of the month, you would have had to clear all your shelves.”

Jiang Zhihua was puzzled: “Why’s that?”

“Because that’s when students get their living expenses. Sales would have been even higher.”

“I don’t get it, why do they buy so much toilet paper? I understand girls, but why do boys use it like it’s food?”

Jiang Qin pursed his lips: “I wouldn’t know about that. I’m a decent person, not like those stinky boys.”

Jiang Zhihua pulled up a stool and sat at the entrance: “I heard that Xi Tian’s sales this month broke twenty. Is that true?”

“That’s false. How much milk tea would we have to sell to reach that? We did reach twenty, but it’s not all from milk tea sales.”

“Aren’t you only selling milk tea in your shop? What else is there?”

“We’ve introduced a new product called the Milk Tea Card.”

“A what now?”

Jiang Qin reached into his wallet and pulled out a small, pink thin card, roughly the size of a bank card. The card featured an illustration of a lush tree with a simple drawing of a man and a woman nestled together underneath it. Additionally, the top right corner of the card bore three logos: Xi Tian, Zhihu, and Group Buying.

“It’s this. Each card is worth a hundred yuan and is sold exclusively through Group Buying. To buy it, one must participate in the Stock-up Festival.”

“People actually buy this? What’s with your bubble tea, so addictive?” Jiang Zhihua was incredulous.

Jiang Qin laughed: “The card’s advertised in Group Buying as ‘Contracting All Your Future Bubble Teas’. Many boys buy it as a gift. Besides toilet paper, this is the hottest selling product on Group Buying.”

Jiang Zhihua examined the card: “Why is there a little hole punched in it?”

“The milk tea card comes with a metal chain that can be threaded through the hole and hung on bags or keychains. Some girls like to show off their popularity, and feel embarrassed to go out without hanging one. Girls who don’t receive one might buy one themselves to use as an accessory. It’s mainly about starting a trend.”

“So, you’re making money off both boys and girls. Who came up with this genius idea?”

“Me. Impressed?” Jiang Qin grinned broadly.

As Jiang Zhihua heard this, she couldn’t help her mouth twitching.

Although she had some understanding of Jiang Qin’s methods during the mock beauty contest, she was still amazed to see him innovating with bubble tea like this.

However, as she looked closer, her eyes narrowed, and she leaned in as if she had discovered something. After careful scrutiny, her expression turned to surprise.

“Mr. Jiang, the boy on this card is drawn to look like you, isn’t it?”

“You can tell?” Jiang Qin was somewhat shocked.

Jiang Zhihua nodded: “If you look closely, it’s apparent. But who’s the girl modeled after?”

“Nobody in particular.”

“That’s not right, she looks like that pretty girl who came to my supermarket for bubble tea cups last time.”

Jiang Qin felt a numb sensation, spreading from the top of his head to his legs: “You remember her from just one encounter?”

Jiang Zhihua laughed: “The details are drawn too well; it’s recognizable from the posture and expressions.”

“Impressive.”

“This tree also seems to have some significance, with all those hanging tags?”

“That’s a good friend tree.”

“?”

Chapter 165: Today is a Day for a Stroll

TL: Etude

Jiang Zhihua had never heard of the term “good friend tree” in all her years, and Jiang Qin didn’t bother to explain it further. After patting the dust off his pants, he left the college supermarket to check the delivery and sales records of several dormitories.

Due to a surge in orders, and the fact that these were bulk purchases made by dormitory units, the recent allocation of goods was significantly heavier than usual.

The aunties selected for the random check complained about their aching backs and begged for a break.

But when Jiang Qin calculated the commission amount on his old Nokia, their frowns turned into smiles, and they said they could keep going if it meant more money.

“Money, truly a magical thing that can even charm the devil.”

While he was speaking, a series of rapid footsteps echoed in the corridor. Feng Nanshu rushed down the stairs, taking two steps at a time.

She wore a black, short down jacket today, which made her look stunningly cool.

Her black jeans not only showcased her long legs perfectly but also highlighted her shapely behind.

With such a mature and stylish look, she would definitely turn heads in the cold, but her innocent, lively eyes, rosy lips, and curled eyelashes gave Jiang Qin the impression that she was adorably naive.

“Jiang Qin, let’s go.”

Feng Nanshu extended her right hand from her sleeve towards him.

“How did you know I was here?”

Jiang Qin naturally helped her zip up her half-open jacket.

Feng Nanshu watched him zip her up, then sneakily slid her hand into the pocket of his down jacket.

“Haini told me she saw you when she got back, so I came down to check.”

Jiang Qin couldn’t help but smile: “Aren’t you afraid of being deceived? You’re so naive.”

Feng Nanshu gave him a cool look: “They always trick me with you, and I always believe them.”

“Why are you so easily fooled?”

“Because I hope it’s true every time.” Feng Nanshu pursed her lips slightly.

Jiang Qin narrowed his eyes and after a pause said, “That’s nicely put, but don’t say things like that next time.”

“I’ll dare to say it next time.”

“Why are you being rebellious today?”

Feng Nanshu thought for a moment: “Then I’ll be good.”

Jiang Qin felt a tickling in his chest and involuntarily leaned back a bit, realizing the hand in his pocket. He looked up at Feng Nanshu, thinking she had become quite tactful, no longer desperately asking to hold hands.

“Do you have classes today?”

“No, today is a day for a stroll.”

Jiang Qin slapped his forehead, thinking that his days were so muddled with marketing work that he couldn’t even remember the day of the week. Was he still worthy of being called a star student at this rate?

“Come on, I’ll take you to a super fun place for a bit.” Jiang Qin got ready to leave.

Feng Nanshu immediately followed him: “Jiang Qin, what’s this super fun place?”

Jiang Qin grinned: “There’s a legendary place in Linchuan University, heard of by many but seen by few. I’ve found it, and it’s called Entrepreneurial Base 208.”

“Oh.”

Feng Nanshu responded, still happily following him. But as soon as they stepped out of the building, Jiang Qin was hit by the cold wind, prompting him to instinctively put his hands in his pockets.

His left hand felt nothing out of the ordinary, reaching the bottom of the warm pocket.

At that moment, Jiang Qin’s right hand unexpectedly clasped a soft and delicate hand.

Jiang Qin paused, his eyes widening in realization and disbelief.

The little rich lady knew he liked to walk with his hands in his pockets. Even when they held hands, they would end up placing their hands in their pockets. So, she had learned to skip the step and wait for him directly in his pocket.

“I’ll stick to pocketing my hands in my pants today. Men who do that look cooler.”

Feng Nanshu: “?”

“Hey, hey, hey, I’m just joking! Don’t pull on my pants; I didn’t wear a belt!”

Jiang Qin hurriedly grabbed her hand, stopping her from reaching into his pants pocket, and then put it back into the pocket of his down jacket, looking up at her.

Feng Nanshu’s cheeks were puffed, her eyes bright and gleaming with joy.

“Jiang Qin, when are we going to have hotpot?”

“I’ve been really busy lately. How about we wait until Winter Solstice? It’s coming up in a few days anyway.”

“Wenhui said that the two little figures on the milk tea card are you and me.”

“Heh, how much have you drunk to believe that? Not even eating peanuts. Don’t listen to her.”

“…”

The previous night’s snowfall had draped the campus in a serene, peaceful blanket of white.

Couples like them were not uncommon, and it was easy to spot another every few steps, all holding hands in their pockets and walking aimlessly forward.

Five minutes later, the two arrived at the Entrepreneurial Base, where they received a warm welcome.

Of course, the welcome wasn’t for Jiang Qin, but for Feng Nanshu, who hadn’t been there in a long time.

Everyone greeted her with much more enthusiasm than they greeted the boss, calling her ‘boss lady.’

If Gao Wenhui had been there, she would have made the little rich lady declare “My subjects, rise.” However, Feng Nanshu wasn’t adept at handling such situations and just nodded pleasantly, thinking everyone was nice.

“Boss, I’m back!”

As soon as Jiang Qin sat down, Tan Qing, responsible for collecting payments, entered with a paper bag and pulled out a stack of bills.

Red, purple, yellow, green—a thick stack.

This was the payment she had just collected from the dormitory aunties, totaling 37,962 after running through the bill counter.

Jiang Qin’s excitement at seeing the money was palpable. He reached out to take it, but Tan Qing feigned a pass and handed the thick stack of bills to Feng Nanshu.

“Tan Qing, you’re amazing. How about a promotion? You be the boss, and I’ll be your chair.”

Jiang Qin’s comment was sarcastic.

“I wouldn’t dare usurp the throne, but thanks for the compliment, boss.”

Tan Qing replied cheerfully.

“Next time, buy a wallet. Don’t always use a paper bag for money; what if it breaks? We can’t show off our wealth.”

“Okay, boss.”

Jiang Qin nodded and then looked around the group: “Winter Solstice is coming up. Does anyone here know how to make dumplings?”

Shi Miaomiao looked up, surprised: “Boss, are we going to celebrate Winter Solstice together?”

“Let’s do it. Eating dumplings on Winter Solstice is a tradition, symbolizing wealth and prosperity. It sounds impressive, but you guys can’t make them in the dorms, right? You might be able to make them, but there are no pots to cook them in. So, let’s celebrate Winter Solstice together.”

“Didn’t Professor Yan say we can’t use public resources for personal use?” Wen Jinrui was a bit worried.

Jiang Qin just laughed: “I’ll feed him one first and see if he finds it tasty!”

Hearing this, Lu Xuemei and several other girls raised their hands: “Boss, we all know how to make dumplings. Leave it to us!”

Jiang Qin nodded in satisfaction: “Alright, everyone gather on Winter Solstice. We’ll prepare the filling, roll the dough, make dumplings, and also set up a hotpot in Room 207. It’ll be a feast.”

“Is the boss lady joining too?” Su Nai couldn’t help but ask.

Jiang Qin glanced at Feng Nanshu: “Of course she’ll come. If she doesn’t, she’ll probably cry.”

The little rich lady nodded coolly, leaving it ambiguous whether she agreed to come or would cry.

“Also, invite Cao Xuejie and the others, and those on rotation leave too. Make sure everyone gets the message. Su Nai, you’re in charge of this.”

Su Nai, a technician, protested: “Boss, this isn’t my job!”

Jiang Qin looked at her: “Then do you know how to make dumplings?”

“No.”

“Able to roll out the dough?”

Su Nai, feeling embarrassed for not knowing anything, retorted after a moment: “I can eat!”

“Get out.”

As Jiang Qin spoke, Dong Wenhao handed him a list. It was sales data from Wanzhong Mall. The content team had spent an afternoon circling items suitable for product recommendations.

The list was divided into four categories: clothing, cosmetics, household items, and electronics.

Since he was free and the sun was warm, Jiang Qin decided to take a trip to Wanzhong Mall.

Since it was about sharing, personal experience was essential. Only through this could his product endorsements be meaningful. Otherwise, once people realized his content didn’t match reality, it wouldn’t work anymore.

“Little rich lady, let’s go to a genuinely fun place!”

“Wait for me, Jiang Qin.”

…

When Manager Yue received Jiang Qin’s call, she was in the mall’s lobby. They met there, and seeing Feng Nanshu’s beautiful face for the first time, Yue Zhu was also surprised.

However, being a professional, she maintained her composure, especially when Jiang Qin presented a list.

Twenty items across four categories, from clothing to electronics.

Yue Zhu turned pale.

Jiang Qin’s first visit had resulted in an intention-to-join document.

His second visit got a rice cooker.

And now, on his third visit, he had a list, not even pretending anymore. Was there no law anymore?

“Mr. Jiang…”

“Just a moment, Manager Yue, I need a shopping cart.”

“??????”

Jiang Qin was unaware of Yue Zhu’s thoughts. He called her to guide him, not to freeload. Since Wanzhong’s online channel hadn’t processed any orders yet, he felt uneasy about taking things for free.

Jiang Qin followed the list, searching for items: Aiguo MP3, Bluemagic MP4 with built-in RMVB, domestic knockoff game consoles, color-adjustable lamps, multifunctional alarm clocks, various headphones, and cosmetics.

Finally, they arrived at the clothing section, where two eye-catching couple’s hoodies hung in the front row.

Chapter 166: Best Friends Outfit

TL: Etude

Couple outfits were not on Dong Wenhao’s list of recommended items.

Although anything related to “couples” was usually popular among college students, couple outfits were an exception.

When every couple on campus wears identical outfits, it ironically becomes hard to tell who is paired with whom.

Besides, it was embarrassing enough to wear the same outfit as someone else, but doing so with your partner was even more awkward.

Handsome guys paired with beautiful girls fared better; they were like clothes hangers, able to give a completely different vibe even in similar outfits.

But for the less attractive half of a couple, it was embarrassingly tear-inducing.

Such resentment would inevitably be directed at the group-buying platform, so, pass.

“Next up, a black, short Korean-style down jacket, model number FZ70513.”

Manager Yue paused: “If I remember correctly, this down jacket is for women.”

Jiang Qin remained expressionless: “I know, and I specifically want the women’s version.”

“Alright, the store is just around the corner. Shall we head there now or keep looking?”

As Yue Zhu spoke, she suddenly frowned and instinctively held onto a nearby advertising board, then quickly regained her smile as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Qin glanced at her, about to say something, but then realized the small hand in his pocket was gone.

Huh?

Where did my little rich lady go?

He looked around and saw Feng Nanshu had already run towards a couple’s specialty store, causing his heart to skip a beat.

“Manager Yue, you sit here for a while, I’ll go take a look.”

“Okay, go ahead.”

Manager Yue found a chair to sit down, taking off her high heels and massaging her sore feet.

Wanzhong Mall was having a promotion recently. Besides advertising on Jiang Qin’s forum, they were also hosting an exhibition at the entrance, which had been ongoing for three days now.

As the marketing manager, Yue Zhu was the person in charge. She had been wearing high heels for three days straight at the event, and her feet were in agony.

But when Jiang Qin came, calling her directly, she couldn’t just not show up.

Such is the unspeakable suffering of a corporate slave.

Meanwhile, Jiang Qin hurried to the entrance of the couple’s store, where he saw Feng Nanshu talking with a salesperson. After their conversation, they both looked towards him.

“Your boyfriend has a good build; an XL should fit him. Our sizes are a bit generous.”

The salesperson said this while picking out two pieces of clothing to show the young lady.

Unlike the pale blue ones on the shelf, the ones she brought out were white, a color Feng Nanshu preferred.

“What are you doing, little rich lady?” Jiang Qin asked knowingly.

Feng Nanshu lifted her beautiful eyes: “Jiang Qin, let’s buy a best friends outfit and wear it together.”

“What… what outfit?”

“Best friends outfit.”

“Oh, so this is called a best friends outfit. But why is there a smaller one? A generation-gap friendship?”

Jiang Qin pointed to the nearby parent-child section, where similar hoodies were hung, but the parent-child section also had a child’s version, which looked cute on the plastic models, like a family going for a walk.

“Among the three… maybe one is a short friend.”

Feng Nanshu’s eyelashes trembled slightly, maintaining a serious and aloof expression as she indulged in nonsensical talk.

“Don’t spout nonsense, let’s go. I’m not short of clothes to wear.”

Jiang Qin reached for her hand.

“Big brother, buy it.”

Feng Nanshu obediently handed her hand to him but stood firm, her eyes pure and innocent, her face expressing her desire.

Half a month had passed, and Jiang Qin thought the little rich lady had long forgotten her trump card. But her unexpected request nearly drained him of his strength, leaving him feeling weak everywhere except his mouth.

“Our couple outfits are really popular. You two are tall, which is why you can find your sizes here. The regular sizes are usually sold out,” the salesperson said cheerfully.

Jiang Qin turned to Feng Nanshu: “Did you hear what this sister just said it was?”

Feng Nanshu, a bit sheepish but assertive, replied: “She said it’s a best friends outfit, right?”

“…”

“…”

“Let’s buy two then,” Jiang Qin murmured, touching his nose.

The salesperson’s eyes lit up: “Would you like to try them on? We have fitting rooms here.”

Jiang Qin waved his hand: “No need to try, just pack them up. If they don’t fit, we’ll come back to exchange.”

“Alright, please wait. I’ll go to the back and prepare your invoice. Oh, and besides couple hoodies, we also have couple hats, shoes, gloves, and bags. Our main focus is on couple items. You might want to take a look.”

The salesperson rattled off, using the word “couple” like a machine gun.

Jiang Qin and Feng Nanshu stood motionless, as if they had automatically filtered out certain keywords, acting as if they hadn’t heard the salesperson’s barrage about “couples.”

Wearing the same clothes isn’t a big deal, right?

If the shoe fits, wear it. Love whoever you want.

After getting the items, Jiang Qin, pulling Feng Nanshu, exited through the back door and headed to the Korean women’s clothing store across the street.

An hour later, Yue Zhu’s soreness had eased, but she was puzzled about where Jiang Qin had gone. Just as she was about to call him, she saw him pushing a cart piled high with merchandise.

“Sorry, Manager Yue, I just wandered around and got lost. It took me an hour to find my way back.”

Yue Zhu waved it off: “The store you were looking for is just ahead. I’ll take you there for the women’s clothing.”

Jiang Qin shook his head: “No need, I’ve finished choosing. Everything I need is in the cart.”

“That’s a lot. Well, how about this, Mr. Jiang, I’ll have someone deliver it to the parking garage for you.”

Manager Yue felt a bit taken advantage of but maintained her polite demeanor.

After all, in business, reciprocity is key. Even if they take a small loss this time, they could offset it in future advertising fees. No one loses too much.

But to her surprise, Jiang Qin refused her offer, insisting on paying. No amount of persuasion worked.

“Manager Yue, your gift of an electric pot was a gesture of friendship, but I can’t take advantage of that. I remember your kindness, but I still need to pay what’s due.”

Seeing him heading to the queue to pay, Yue Zhu was slightly taken aback: “Mr. Jiang, really, you don’t have to pay.”

Jiang Qin smiled: “I’d rather pay. I’m afraid you might not want me to visit again otherwise.”

“How could that be, Mr. Jiang? You’re quite the joker.”

“Oh, by the way, I saw these on my way here. They’re supposed to make wearing high heels less painful. I’m not sure if they work, but consider it a small gift.”

Jiang Qin fished out a colorful pack of soft pads from the cart and handed them to Yue Zhu, then pushed his cart to pay.

Yue Zhu held the soft pad, stunned for a moment, before realizing that Jiang Qin had noticed her foot pain earlier.

His claim of getting lost was just an excuse to give her more time to rest.

As the marketing manager of Wanzhong Mall, Yue Zhu had hosted many clients, but this was the first time she felt a genuine warmth from the bottom of her heart. And it came from a college student, no less – so pure, kind, and sincere.

Wait a minute, he didn’t pay for this, did he?! Could this be the legendary “borrowing flowers to offer Buddha”?

Time swiftly moved to 2 PM.

Jiang Qin bid farewell to Yue Zhu, leaving Wanzhong Mall with the little rich lady and returning to Linchuan University.

After unloading the selected items from the car, Jiang Qin let everyone pick one to use for a while.

Hearing about free items, everyone’s interest was piqued. They picked one after another until it was Lu Feiyu’s turn, and only a pair of black stockings was left on the table.

“??????”

“Boss, I can’t really use this, can I?”

Jiang Qin glanced at him: “Why not? Don’t you have legs?”

Lu Feiyu turned pale: “But these are for girls. Wearing these around campus will be social suicide!”

“Look at you, so ignorant. Stockings were originally invented for noble gentlemen to wear. It was shameful not to wear them if you weren’t noble or a gentleman.”

“Boss, you’re more noble, you should wear them. Then you can share your experience with me. It’s all the same.”

Jiang Qin insisted he take them without being shy: “If you’re worried about being seen, wear them under long johns, wool pants, and trousers. Nobody will notice. For all you know, your strong and mighty roommate might secretly be wearing a pair himself.”

Lu Feiyu felt his scalp tingle at the thought: “Isn’t that perverted?”

Dong Wenhao patted his shoulder: “If you don’t want them, I’ll swap with you.”

“I damn, Brother Dong, you like wearing stockings? Didn’t see that coming!”

“No, I just don’t like my item.”

Dong Wenhao solemnly pulled out three lipsticks: “The boss is right. Stockings can be hidden under pants, but what about wearing red lipstick? Isn’t that even more bizarre?”

Lu Feiyu took a deep breath: “Fine, I’ll wear the stockings.”

…

The next evening, a post recommending good products went online. The title was provocative, blatantly recommending comfortable, warm, and fairy-like stockings for sisters. The post, with its beautiful writing and stunning pictures from various angles, attracted a lot of views.

The comments section quickly surpassed a thousand messages, most of them from burly men.

“Brothers, learning fashion tips again?”

“Well written, write more, love it!”

Lu Feiyu felt tainted, but when he glanced again at Dong Wenhao’s red lips, he thought he had gone blind.

Chapter 167: Pay a Hundred to Go Out

TL: Etude

The dormitory’s stockpiling festival quickly reached a peak in both group registration and order volume.

Under these circumstances, the recommended products by Room 208 did have some impact. They managed to generate ten online orders for Wanzhong Mall. Though the number was not large, and the items were inexpensive things like alarm clocks and desk lamps, it was still a good start.

Additionally, the end of the month was approaching, and the students who were going to run out of money had already done so.

Take Cao Guangyu, for example, who had resorted to pairing steamed buns with instant noodle soup, living even more frugally than Zhou Chao, known for his impoverished background.

Given these circumstances, it was quite an achievement for Wanzhong Mall to have scraped together ten orders.

Just wait for the next month.

Once the living expenses for the next month were distributed, they planned to launch a combo attack with the mall, aiming to thoroughly exploit the college students!

“Boss, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing, just the dry weather. I’ve been having some toothache lately.”

Jiang Qin concealed his fierce expression of ‘milking them dry’ and entered the front plaza’s Xi Tian with Dong Wenhao, waiting for Wanzhong Mall’s delivery truck.

The task of receiving the goods was handled by specially arranged part-time students, so there was no need for him, the boss, to personally intervene. However, considering it was the first delivery, Jiang Qin still wanted to supervise it himself.

“Boss, your milk tea.”

“Manager Dong, your milk tea.”

Hu Xin, the part-time manager of Xi Tian, brought over two cups of milk tea and placed them in front of the two.

Hearing the word “manager,” Dong Wenhao was overjoyed, his chest puffing out so fiercely that he almost burst the zipper of his down jacket.

“Wenhao, what’s wrong?” Jiang Qin looked at him curiously.

Dong Wenhao quickly deflated his chest and chuckled awkwardly, “Nothing, just the dry weather. My chest feels a bit painful.”

After hearing this, Jiang Qin exclaimed admiringly, “Ever since you started wearing lipstick, even the places you feel pain are quite unique. Do you want to find a secluded spot to rub it?”

Dong Wenhao, who had just sipped his milk tea, almost choked to death upon hearing this. “I misspoke, I meant chest tightness.”

“What time is it?”

“It’s already 8:10.”

Jiang Qin frowned, “Wasn’t the delivery scheduled for 8:00?”

Dong Wenhao suddenly remembered and took out his phone to make a call. After a while, he spoke dejectedly, “Manager Zhang said there might be some traffic and asked us to be patient.”

“Is it the same Manager Zhang who asked us to change the delivery time last time?”

“Yes, that’s him.”

Jiang Qin sipped his milk tea, “Is he the one delivering today?”

Dong Wenhao shook his head, “He’s a manager. How could he possibly deliver the goods himself? He must have sent someone.”

“Then he knows jack shit.”

After saying this, Jiang Qin left Xi Tian with his milk tea, and Dong Wenhao followed him. The two of them found Kong Hui, the part-time student responsible for receiving the goods, and the three of them squatted by the roadside to wait.

It wasn’t until 8:35 that a truck with the logo of Wanzhong Mall’s Freight Department slowly approached, eventually stopping in front of the statue at the front plaza.

The delivery man, Ma Liang, was in his early thirties, with a shiny bald head, wearing a polished blue down jacket. He stepped out of the cab with a cigarette in his mouth and puffed away after landing.

The three men by the roadside just watched him from across the street, silent.

Five minutes later, after finishing his cigarette, Ma Liang leisurely took out his phone and made a call, all of which Jiang Qin observed.

The call was to Kong Hui. Jiang Qin instructed him to answer as usual, and after the call, the three of them headed over to the other side.

“Bro, I’m here to pick up the goods.”

Ma Liang glanced at Kong Hui and gestured towards the back of the truck, indicating that he should fetch the goods himself.

Seeing Ma Liang’s intimidating demeanor, Kong Hui didn’t dare say much. He opened the truck’s cargo area, checked the list, and was about to take the goods and leave when Ma Liang stopped him.

“That’s it? The profit isn’t even enough to cover the fuel for this trip.”

“Huh?” Kong Hui didn’t understand.

Ma Liang frowned deeply, “Don’t you get it? I’m out of fuel. Can you give me a hundred bucks so I can go fill up?”

“Our boss never mentioned anything about fuel,” Kong Hui said, turning to look at Jiang Qin.

“Damn, are all college students nowadays so clueless? It’s almost nine o’clock. If it weren’t for you guys, I’d have been off work already. Don’t believe me? Come and see, my fuel tank is empty. How am I supposed to get back?”

Ma Liang, cursing and fuming, appeared determined not to leave without a hundred bucks.

Seeing this, Jiang Qin stepped forward, asking Kong Hui to proceed with the delivery.

It was indeed nearing nine o’clock, and the delivery was an entire hour late. Those who had ordered must have been waiting impatiently.

Securing customer satisfaction was the priority.

As Kong Hui was about to leave, Ma Liang quickly stepped in to stop him, but Jiang Qin pulled him aside to the curb, flashing a hundred yuan bill in the light.

“Here’s the fuel money.”

“See, you know how to do business,” Ma Liang said cheerily as he took the money, even pinching it to check its authenticity.

Jiang Qin, still smiling, watched him get back into the truck. “Bro, drive safe and don’t smoke while you’re refueling!”

“Boss, are we really just giving him a hundred bucks?” Dong Wenhao was infuriated. The freight department was paid by Wanzhong and their fuel costs were reimbursed. Demanding fuel money from a partner was outright extortion!

“In the eyes of the outside world, college students are easy targets. What else can I do?”

Jiang Qin took out his phone from his pocket, scrolled through his contacts, and called the security office at the entrance.

Under the night sky, Ma Liang hummed a tune, feeling pleased as he drove towards the campus gate, simultaneously making a call to Manager Zhang.

“Hey, Zhang, I’ve delivered the goods.”

“Yeah, I’m heading out now. Don’t drink too fast, wait for me!”

“Damn stupid college kids. If it weren’t for them, I’d have been drinking by now. But these students are so timid; I ask for a hundred bucks for fuel, and they actually give it.”

“What? What could possibly go wrong? They’re just kids. I scare them just by frowning, they didn’t even dare to let out a peep.”

“Complain to Manager Yue? Then I’ll just say I didn’t bring money for the delivery and borrowed a hundred for fuel, planning to return it tomorrow. But, Zhang, if they don’t complain, isn’t this easy money?”

He was laughing heartily when suddenly his expression changed, and he slammed on the brakes.

“Wait a sec, Zhang, I’ve got something here, I’ll talk to you when I get there…”

Ma Liang stopped the truck and squinted outside, only to see several burly security guards from Linchuan University at the gate, all signaling for him to get out of the truck.

The security guards at Linchuan University were robust, unlike the elderly ones at residential security posts. Particularly the security chief who loved eating jujubes was intimidating with his large build, dark skin, and especially fearsome when expressionless.

“What’s going on?”

Ma Liang engaged the handbrake and got out of the truck, only to hear the lead security guard speak, “Exit fee, a hundred bucks.”

“An exit fee?” Ma Liang looked incredulous.

“Yes, for an external vehicle, you must pay a hundred bucks.”

“I’ve only been here for less than half an hour, and you’re charging a hundred? Isn’t that extortion?”

“You don’t seem to have been to college. For external vehicles, a fee of a hundred bucks is required to exit.”

Ma Liang indeed hadn’t attended college, but that didn’t mean he was foolish. He certainly wasn’t going to pay the fee, yet he needed to leave!

So, he took out his phone and called Manager Zhang.

After a while, Dong Wenhao received a call from Manager Zhang. Jiang Qin asked him to put it on speaker, and Manager Zhang’s irate voice came through.

“What’s the deal with Linchuan University? A hundred bucks to exit? Is there no law? Haven’t you coordinated properly? My guy is in a hurry to get back for the next delivery. Isn’t this a waste of time? Who’s going to take responsibility for the delay in delivery?”

“Ah, my apologies, Manager Zhang. It seems we didn’t coordinate well on our end. Very sorry about that.”

“Who are you?”

“I’m the boss of the group buying, Jiang Qin.”

“Well, then hurry up and sort it out instead of wasting time here!”

Jiang Qin took a deep breath, “How about this? To avoid delaying your schedule, you pay the fee first. Once I sort it out tomorrow, I’ll get them to refund the money, okay?”

Manager Zhang angrily hung up and relayed Jiang Qin’s words to Ma Liang, who immediately praised the cunning plan.

However, not long after hanging up, Manager Zhang received another call from Ma Liang.

“Zhang, it’s not working!”

“What do you mean it’s not working? Didn’t I tell you to pay?”

“They’re not accepting it. They only want the bill given by Jiang Qin, otherwise, they said I can’t leave today!”

“…”

Manager Zhang’s heart skipped a beat, sensing trouble, and quickly called Dong Wenhao.

At that moment, Dong Wenhao’s phone was with Jiang Qin. The two were having milk tea at Xi Tian. Seeing Manager Zhang’s call, Jiang Qin immediately hung up.

“Boss, why not just report it to Manager Yue? Why have the security hold the truck?” Dong Wenhao was a bit confused.

“Reporting to Manager Yue might lead them to make excuses, like they forgot to bring money on the way and urgently borrowed a hundred for fuel. They’ll claim it was just a miscommunication and they’ll return it tomorrow when delivering. This way, it would seem like we’re being petty. But by holding the truck, it’s them who have to come to us.”

Dong Wenhao felt a tingle in his scalp, “Really?”

“I’ve seen too many people like this; they all play the same game. They’re betting that we won’t make a complaint, and then that hundred bucks becomes theirs.”

Jiang Qin glanced at his phone, noticing another call from Manager Zhang and continued to disconnect.

Finally, on the fifth call, he answered, putting it on speaker. Manager Zhang’s voice, now humble and polite, came through.

“Mr. Jiang, I’m really sorry. I just heard from Ma Liang, he borrowed a hundred bucks from you for fuel?”

“No, no, no. To say he borrowed makes it seem so formal. It was my token of respect to Brother Ma.”

Jiang Qin grinned, giving Dong Wenhao a look. Dong Wenhao’s face changed, thinking how they indeed insisted it was a loan, just as the boss had predicted.

“Mr. Jiang, you’re too humorous. The thing is, our truck really did run out of fuel, and Ma Liang didn’t have money on him. He had no choice but to borrow, he just didn’t explain it well.”

“Oh, so it was a loan. Then don’t bother returning it. Just make two banners for me, with ‘Group Buying / Wanzhong Mall Direct Delivery, arriving at 8:00 AM sharp every day’, and hang them on the truck when delivering, okay?”

“Ah? But the security office is also asking for a hundred bucks.”

Jiang Qin’s smile grew wider, “What does the money demanded by the security have to do with me, Jiang Qin?”

Chapter 168: Soft Hands Complicate Serious Matters

TL: Etude

“But…”

“Enough with the ‘buts,’ Manager Zhang. It’s not your debt, why worry so much? Whoever borrowed it should pay it back. You just continue playing music and dancing. Besides, Brother Ma Liang was an hour late. Did I say anything? Manager Yue and President He don’t even know about tonight’s events, but I won’t breathe a word. I always keep my mouth shut.”

“I understand, thank you, President Jiang.”

“No need to thank me. I hope we can enjoy a fruitful collaboration in the future.”

After hanging up, Jiang Qin returned the phone to Dong Wenhao. “Come back when delivering goods tomorrow and see if my Brother Ma Liang is still as untamed.”

Dong Wenhao pocketed his phone. “Should we really not tell Manager Yue?”

“It’s a trivial matter, no need to bother. We still have to cooperate with them, can’t completely offend them. A little warning should suffice.”

“I still feel unsatisfied.”

Dong Wenhao gnashed his teeth thinking of the bald guy: “Damn, it was so risky. If I were alone today, I would have been totally scammed.”

Jiang Qin sipped his milk tea. “If he asked for money for cigarettes, you could have directly reported him. But if he asked for gas money, you should be cautious. He’s definitely a habitual offender, must have done this many times before.”

“He’s used this trick on others?”

“Of course. Arriving in a car running out of gas and asking for fuel money, such expertise, clearly a result of many experiences.”

Dong Wenhao took a deep breath, sipping his milk tea, deep in thought.

He used to think the world was beautiful, but now, everywhere seemed full of pitfalls.

If it weren’t for the boss leading the way, in just these few months, they wouldn’t know how many times they’d have fallen into pits.

Especially when their business started dealing with societal elements, this feeling was especially pronounced, always like walking on thin ice, as if they couldn’t fully trust anyone’s word.

In other words.

If the entire process wasn’t under the watchful eye of the boss, they might have been completely exploited at some earlier point.

Learning Stars, Shengshi Advertising, Big Tech Promotion, milk tea shop location selection, residence agreements, Wanzhong Logistics.

Is this how the boss is, dancing crazily amidst unseen traps?

Dong Wenhao felt a tingling in his scalp, involuntarily hissing.

“What’s wrong, does your chest hurt again?”

“No, I just think you, boss, have it tough.” Dong Wenhao was deeply moved by his own empathy.

Jiang Qin glanced at him, wondering what Dong Wenhao was thinking to suddenly be so empathetic, even acknowledging the difficulties of a boss: “Dong, understanding my hardships is enough. Work hard in the future.”

“Sure, boss.”

While they were talking, a burst of footsteps suddenly came from outside Xi Tian.

Feng Nanshu walked in from the darkness outside the door, softly calling out to Jiang Qin, then hurriedly sat down on a chair beside him.

She had been extremely clingy these days, incessantly asking to hang out on QQ. Knowing Jiang Qin was at Xi Tian, she immediately changed clothes and rushed over.

No sooner had Feng Nanshu’s bottom touched the chair, her hand instinctively reached for Jiang Qin’s pocket, only to fumble without finding it.

Xi Tian, located under the teaching building, was quite warm due to the heating. It was too hot to wear thick clothes, so Jiang Qin had already taken off his down jacket, wearing only a new ‘friend outfit’ without pockets for her to slip her hand into.

“Now what?”

Jiang Qin, mimicking a little rich lady, displayed a cold, superior smile.

I have no pockets, how can I let you warm your hands?

“Big brother, hold my hand.”

Feng Nanshu stretched her hand under the table towards him, her beautiful eyes gazing at him, as if shimmering with ripples of water.

Jiang Qin looked at her serious expression, feeling a tingling on his scalp. He thought to himself, how come there aren’t even any standard attacks now, and it’s just straight to close-range moves?

But the term “Big brother”…

It was really hard to resist.

The unattainable crush of Chengnan High School, the dream of all the young boys, always aloof and reluctant to speak, yet constantly calling out to you with “big brother, big brother,” and stretching out her hand, insisting on you holding it to be happy.

Who could withstand that?

On Jiang Qin’s shoulders, two little figures appeared. The black one pointed at the white one and asked, “Can you fucking withstand it?”

The white one got angry, “Withstand your lungs, if you’re so capable, try withstanding it yourself, damn it!”

Jiang Qin admitted he couldn’t resist, so he held the little rich lady’s soft, tender hand. It felt a bit cold, so he squeezed her fingers together, warming them with both hands for a long time.

He lacked experience and didn’t know if all girls’ hands were like the little rich lady’s – fragrant, soft, and hard to let go of.

When her hands warmed up, Feng Nanshu’s fair and smooth cheeks began to turn rosy, and a sweet sweat appeared on her forehead.

“Feeling hot?”

“A bit.”

“Take off your down jacket then.”

Feng Nanshu turned slightly, obediently letting him unzip it, revealing the hoodie underneath, identical to Jiang Qin’s, except for some interactive design at the cuffs and hem.

“Oh, matching outfits!” Dong Wenhao, who was already feeling restless and thinking about leaving to not be a third wheel to the boss and his lady, suddenly relaxed upon hearing this.

No worries now, there’s already a brighter bulb here; my presence hardly matters.

Gao Wenhui pushed open the door curtain and came in with a mischievous look, “I was wondering why Feng Nanshu has been wearing this hoodie these past few days. Turns out it’s a couples set.”

Feng Nanshu coldly replied, “Wenhui, this is a ‘friend outfit.'”

“Convinced him to wear it by calling it a ‘friend outfit’, right? Nanshu, you’re really smart.” Gao Wenhui pulled up a chair and sat down.

Jiang Qin: “?”

Feng Nanshu looked at Jiang Qin with a puzzled face, “I don’t even know what she’s talking about.”

Jiang Qin took a deep breath, “Hu Xin, get Miss Gao a milk tea, extra ingredients, like an eight-treasure porridge, so it’ll keep her mouth busy.”

Jiang Qin grinned suddenly, remembering something, and immediately reached for his phone, calling the security room.

Over the phone, Ma Liang was yelling that the money was given by Jiang Qin, and they had no right to refuse it, angrily saying he was still waiting to go for a drink.

Jiang Qin immediately instructed to accept the money and release the person.

Making friends really is useful. What’s the use of having such fragrant, soft, slippery hands? He almost forgot about Little Brother Ma in the security room.

After a while, Ma Liang, who lost a hundred yuan, successfully left the school gate of Linchuan University. Driving and cursing, he soon arrived at a regular stall.

The logistics department was there, including Manager Zhang. About seven or eight people were nearly drunk, chatting idly.

Ma Liang, unaware of the tug-of-war between Manager Zhang and Jiang Qin, sat down still full of anger, vowing revenge. Only Manager Zhang remained silent, not responding to anything he said.

In the cold night, after drinking, Ma Liang felt much better. Just as he was about to return to his dorm, Manager Zhang stopped him.

“Tomorrow morning, find an advertising factory and make two banners,” Manager Zhang instructed emotionlessly.

Ma Liang burped in confusion, “What banners?”

“Group buying/Wanzhong Mall direct delivery, goods arrive punctually at 8 A.M. every day, then hang them on your truck.”

“The money?”

Manager Zhang patted his shoulder, “Didn’t you borrow a hundred yuan for gas? President Jiang said you don’t have to return it, use it to make the banners.”

“No, Brother Zhang, the security took that hundred yuan back. I didn’t earn a dime!” Ma Liang’s eyes nearly popped out in disbelief.

“Jiang Qin said it’s none of his business what the security wants. I also want to ask, how many times have you done this kind of thing? You’ve scammed quite a bit of money, right? I usually turn a blind eye, but not this time. You need to bleed a little and learn your lesson!”

“But he’s clearly setting me up, Brother Zhang, you can’t just ignore this!”

Manager Zhang chuckled, “Did you give me the money you scammed?”

Ma Liang shook his head, “No, but I’ve bought cigarettes for you. Even the cheapest brand I gave was Xiaosu!”

“Cigarettes are cigarettes, money is money. I can’t settle this matter for you, don’t expect anything from me. But luckily, that Mr. Jiang knew when to stop and didn’t tell Manager Yue. Otherwise, I would have been in trouble too!”

“What trouble could there be? I’d just say it was for borrowing money for gas like before. What else could he do?”

Manager Zhang patted his shoulder, “Believe it or not? If you kept up your stubborn act, you would have had to spend the night at the school gate tonight. Even my intervention wouldn’t have helped. He would have made Manager Yue personally come to fetch you and ask if a hundred yuan was enough for gas.”

Ma Liang swallowed hard, “Some college kid with not a single hair fully grown, I really don’t believe it.”

“Don’t be fucking stubborn, don’t I know your true weight?”

“…”

“Fine, Brother Zhang, where can I get banners printed?”

“Find it yourself!”

The next evening, the weather was gloomy. Ma Liang, driving the same truck as the day before, arrived punctually at Linchuan University.

The truck was the same, but now it bore two brand new banners: “Group Buying/Wanzhong Mall direct delivery, goods arrive punctually at 8 A.M. every day,” in bright red and white, quite eye-catching.

His drive through attracted the attention of many university students.

Wanzhong Mall was Linchuan’s largest comprehensive mall, so it was well-known. Many students would visit it on weekends, even if just to eat in the food court without buying anything.

In this era where online shopping wasn’t yet widespread, Wanzhong Mall was the go-to place for buying phones or computers.

Seeing that even Wanzhong Mall was collaborating with the group buying site and making such a grand delivery, the students of Linchuan University undoubtedly found the group buying website even more trustworthy.

Upon reaching the delivery spot, Ma Liang didn’t dare to smoke again and personally opened the truck’s cargo area, handing over the goods to Kong Hui.

“There’s more than yesterday, do you need help delivering?”

“No, no, I can manage it myself.”

Kong Hui was somewhat surprised by Ma Liang’s cooperative attitude.

Seeing this, Jiang Qin, squatting at the entrance of Xi Tian, couldn’t help but purse his lips, “Actually, I still prefer Brother Ma’s untamed demeanor.”

Chapter 169: The Joy of Taking Shortcuts

TL: Etude

On the day of the winter solstice.

Early in the morning, snowflakes fell, deepening the chill in the air.

Ren Ziqiang sprang out of bed, excited about the cafeteria selling dumplings today, and called the entire dormitory to go eat together.

Jiang Qin had scheduled the dumpling and hot pot feast for Room 208 for tonight, but they couldn’t skip meals during the day. Besides, he felt quite hungry, so he decided to join them.

However, the taste of the cafeteria’s dumplings was indescribably bad.

One bite revealed an overpowering scent of spices, yet the meat flavor was absent. The filling was juicy, but the greasiness somehow spoiled the texture.

“Ugh, even dogs wouldn’t eat this. Is this just frozen stuff? And they dare call these handmade dumplings?”

Cao Guangyu dropped his chopsticks, his face full of disdain.

“Bro Cao, if you find it disgusting, just say so. Why say even dogs wouldn’t eat it?”

Zhou Chao, with a half-eaten dumpling in his chopsticks, looked as gloomy as the bottom of a pot.

“It’s good enough to have something to eat. With so many students at Linchuan University, the cafeteria aunties would need the arms of a Qilin to make you purely handmade dumplings. But technically, hand-cooked can be considered handmade, a classic marketing strategy.”

Jiang Qin revealed the truth, nonchalantly stuffing two more dumplings into his mouth, undeterred by Cao Guangyu’s sarcasm.

He wasn’t overly picky about flavors, thinking that filling the stomach was enough. Someone as fussy as Old Cao was either spoiled from childhood or just a chronic complainer.

This problem could be easily fixed – a few days of hunger in the mountains would do the trick.

After emptying the plate of dumplings, Jiang Qin turned to look at the snowflakes fluttering outside the window. Instead of focusing on the few snowflakes, he saw several girls from the Finance Class 3 approaching.

Leading the group were Song Qingqing, Jiang Tian, and Jian Chun, the three beauties, followed by Pan Xiu and Liu Xiaojun, the supporting green leaves.

Last in line was Zhuang Chen, carrying bags and milk tea.

When the two groups met, except for Ren Ziqiang and Pan Xiu, who had gone their separate ways, the remaining eight greeted each other naturally.

“Have you noticed? Our four guys from the class seem to have turned into aloof male gods.”

Liu Xiaojun found a seat and whispered.

Song Qingqing’s eyebrows shot up: “Jiang Qin has always been a male god. Does he even need to change?”

“Cao Guangyu seems to have found someone too, a senior from the Medical Department.”

Zhuang Chen showed off his gossip knowledge, skillfully shifting the topic away from Jiang Qin.

“Zhou Chao hasn’t changed, just getting fatter.”

“Ren Ziqiang has also become aloof, not even greeting us just now…”

As the words fell, everyone involuntarily glanced at Pan Xiu, who pursed her lips, looking aggrieved.

Since last month, Ren Ziqiang had stopped paying her any attention. Whether in class or by chance encounters, he acted like a stranger to her.

Pan Xiu didn’t understand what she did wrong. After days of inquiries, she got no response.

Unlike her, who had fewer admirers due to her beauty, losing one made a significant difference to her. So now, whenever she heard Ren Ziqiang’s name, her mood soured.

“Speaking of making dumplings, do you think Jiang Qin could have a solution?”

Just when everyone was silent, Jian Chun, who had been quiet, suddenly spoke up.

Jiang Tian blinked, then brightened up, “You’re right! If it’s him, he’ll definitely have a way!”

“Why would he? He’s not a magician, capable of doing everything?” Zhuang Chen couldn’t help but make a sarcastic remark.

Jian Chun ignored him and turned to Jiang Tian, “Tian Tian, why don’t you ask him?”

“Why don’t you go?”

“Jiang Qin probably dislikes me, if I ask him, he surely won’t agree.” Jian Chun’s eyes dimmed slightly.

Just then, Jiang Qin, having finished eating, was heading to the tray return area when Jiang Tian called out to him, “Jiang Qin, could you please help us with something?”

“What do you need?”

“We’re looking for a place to make dumplings.”

Although the winter solstice wasn’t a legal holiday, it held significant weight in Linchuan traditions; otherwise, the school cafeteria wouldn’t have closed five windows just to sell dumplings.

Of course, many students wanted to make dumplings with friends to celebrate the winter solstice.

Unfortunately, the dormitories at Linchuan University only had power sockets with limited capacity. Making dumplings was feasible, but boiling them would trip the circuit, and even a transformer wouldn’t help due to the power limit. It would probably take all night to cook them.

Jiang Qin pondered for a moment, “Actually, the cafeteria’s dumplings are quite good. Just make do with those.”

“We want to make some ourselves, not just for us but also to give to Grandma Liu at the fruit stand.”

Jian Chun couldn’t help standing up to add, her voice tensely nervous, “I… I bumped into her last time, and she didn’t blame me. I want to do something I can, as she’s busy with her stall and taking care of her son, leaving her no time to make dumplings.”

After a moment of thought, Jiang Qin spoke up, “Why don’t you just find a classroom in secret?”

“We tried, but the study rooms are occupied, the lecture halls are locked, and the small classrooms are risky. Plus… the cadres just sent out a notice, strictly forbidding students from cooking dumplings or having hotpot in classrooms.”

“…”

“We won’t take too much time.”

Jiang Tian’s implication was to ask if they could use Room 208, hoping that if Jiang Qin agreed, she could also let him taste the dumplings she made herself.

Jian Chun, although trying hard not to think about it, couldn’t help but feel excited at the thought of Jiang Qin eating the dumplings she made.

Unfortunately, Room 208 was also making dumplings, and with over a dozen people, it was already chaotic enough, not to mention Professor Yan and the others.

Not wanting to bring in more people to add to the chaos, Jiang Qin took out his phone and called Zhu Feng to ask if they could borrow a classroom to cook some dumplings.

After a while, he hung up and spoke again.

“Our college has a craft club in B704. It was just canceled recently, and its activity room has been empty. You can use that place. Zhu Feng will leave the key on the windowsill later.”

“Oh, and make sure to be careful with electricity. Unplug everything when you’re done, and clean up before you leave.”

“Also, could you do me a favor? Prepare a portion of dumplings for Zhu Feng and Old Lu. I’ll give you another address. Deliver a portion to Principal Zhang at the school office and tell them I made them. If they’re not there, just leave it.”

After giving instructions, Jiang Qin put away his phone and heard Cao Guangyu calling him from behind. He then turned and left the cafeteria.

Jian Chun and Jiang Tian exchanged glances, their breaths slightly hitched.

Oh my God, the person who just announced in the group that students are forbidden to cook dumplings or have hotpot in classrooms was Zhu Feng herself! She said that in previous years, students who thought they were above the rules would get caught, not only losing points but also being fined. She wouldn’t spare anyone!

Jiang Qin directly asking her for a classroom to cook dumplings was like walking into the lion’s den, and yet Zhu Feng agreed?

“Can we really cook dumplings in a classroom?”

“That’s impossible, Zhu Feng just sent out a notice!”

“Let’s stop eating and go check it out?”

After a while, they arrived at B704, nervously touched the window, and indeed found a key.

Knowing it was left by the student council president, they still felt like thieves, barely making a sound as they cautiously opened the door and entered without a noise.

Just then, footsteps approached from outside the door, causing everyone’s hearts to leap into their throats.

Zhu Feng arrived expressionlessly at the doorway and glanced inside, scaring Jiang Tian and the others so much they hardly dared to breathe.

“Do you have a pot?”

“We haven’t… bought one yet.” Jiang Tian answered truthfully.

Zhu Feng coughed softly, lowering her voice, “I have an electric cooker in my office, usually used for heating food. If you want, you can come with me to get it.”

Jian Chun, stunned for a moment, regained her composure, feeling unexpectedly honored, “I’ll go with you to get it, thank you, senior.”

“No need to thank me. If it weren’t for Jiang Qin specifically calling me, I would never allow such a thing. When you go back, don’t mention it to anyone, and be careful when you’re cooking.”

“Okay, senior. We’ll make sure to keep the door closed and not make a sound.”

Jian Chun followed Zhu Feng out of the classroom, and halfway through, she couldn’t help but ask, “Senior, isn’t it a rule that if caught, there are penalties and fines? Won’t this cause trouble for you?”

Zhu Feng glanced at her, “During the debate competition, I owed Jiang Qin a favor, but he didn’t have anything for me to help with. Consider this as returning the favor. Remember to tell him.”

“Okay, senior.”

Zhu Feng pursed her lips, adding, “Make sure to tell him, and mention that I lent you the electric cooker.”

“Okay.”

Later, Jian Chun returned to B704 with the electric cooker, leaving everyone inside exchanging bewildered looks.

This was the influence of Jiang Qin.

Just a call and he had secured a classroom for a strictly forbidden activity, even arranging for a pot. It was incredibly cool.

Remembering how Jiang Qin had made the call with an expressionless face, it truly embodied the persona of a cool and reserved male god who spoke little.

“Dude, when Zhu Feng came, I was so freaked out. Who knew she was just asking if we needed a pot?”

“Jiang Qin really lives up to being my idol. Taking shortcuts is truly joyful!”

“I’ve never seen Zhu Feng give face to anyone like that…”

Hearing everyone’s amazement, Zhuang Chen in the back felt a mix of emotions.

Jian Chun’s wish, which he couldn’t fulfill, was easily managed by another man, making him feel inadequate. And indeed, he felt powerless.

If…

Just if.

If he had been the one making the call, what would Jian Chun think?

“Zhu Feng, this is Zhuang Chen. Prepare a classroom for me. I need to cook dumplings. Yes, right away, and bring a pot too!”

“Jian Chun, I’ve arranged everything. Let’s have a delightful winter solstice tonight!”

Zhuang Chen, after fantasizing, felt a tingling excitement, even imagining Jian Chun looking up to him in admiration.

But back to reality, he felt a void.

Turning to look at Jian Chun again, she was sharing her conversation with Zhu Feng with Jiang Tian, her face wearing a touching smile.

Chapter 170: A Recipe Only a Daughter-in-Law Can Learn

TL: Etude

In the afternoon, as the snow cleared, the winter sun cast a thin, delicate light, gentle and welcoming.

Jiang Qin moved a chair to the dormitory balcony, basking in the warmth while chatting leisurely with his roommates. By two-thirty, feeling slightly drowsy from the sun, he patted his backside and left.

“Jiang is really heartless, running around even on the Winter Solstice, not even joining us at the internet cafe.”

“You can’t blame him, though. He’s got business to take care of, unlike us. As brothers, we need to understand and be tolerant.”

Ren Ziqiang’s eyes widened, hardly believing such understanding could come from Cao Guangyu.

But as he snapped back to reality, he saw Cao had already changed his clothes, wrapped a scarf around his neck, and silently opened the door, ready to slip away.

“Old Cao, where are you off to now?”

“I’m off for a casual romance. Remember, learn to be tolerant.”

“??????”

Three minutes later, Jiang Qin strolled into Room 207 and was greeted by a bustling scene.

Wei Lanlan, Wen Jinrui, Tan Qing, and Shi Miaomiao were busy chatting and kneading dough, while Dong Wenhao, cosplaying as a double-sword turkey, frenetically chopped stuffing on the cutting board, his eyes red with fervor.

“Boss, happy Winter Solstice!”

Jiang Qin took off his down jacket and handed it to Shi Miaomiao. “Happy Winter Solstice. Have all the dorm buildings settled their payments?”

Tan Qing responded, “All settled. Xu Yu has recorded everything. For merchants with tight cash flows and large advance payments, we’ve already paid them. The rest will be settled in early January.”

“It’s best to keep a unified payment schedule to avoid confusion. Otherwise, it will increase Xu Yu’s workload later on.”

Xu Yu, kneading dough, smiled skillfully. “No worries, boss. With Lanlan and Tan Qing helping, the work is quite manageable.”

Jiang Qin nodded, then approached Dong Wenhao. “I had canteen dumplings this morning. The filling was really not up to par.”

Dong Wenhao immediately turned around. “Boss, try my Dong’s secret stuffing later.”

“Always ‘Dong’s’? Old Dong, why didn’t you become a chef? Our country really missed out. Otherwise, they’d have had to create a whole new cuisine just for you.”

“If our university offered that major, I would have definitely enrolled.”

Dong Wenhao paused his chopping, wiping sweat from his brow, feeling the world missed out on a Chef Dong but gained a ‘Wenhao’ instead.

“Let’s put a coin in one of the dumplings. Whoever gets it gets a kiss from the boss. How about that?”

Jiang Qin suggested whimsically, looking at the basin full of filling.

“Ah? Then I won’t eat. I’ll just stick to hotpot.”

“Shut up. If you don’t want it, the other female staff might. So selfish!”

The girls in Room 207 exchanged glances and burst into giggles. “Boss, even if we wanted it, we wouldn’t dare. Wouldn’t the boss lady kick your knees to pieces?”

“You speak so disrespectfully.”

Jiang Qin feigned a stern face, then remembered his boss lady’s feat of smashing the game machine in the arcade. He chuckled and didn’t continue the topic, as if none of it had happened. However, his knees ached slightly, probably old rheumatism flaring up.

“Let’s still put something in a dumpling for luck, but forget the kiss. Whoever finds it gets five hundred yuan.”

“A coin is too dirty, who knows how many people have touched it.”

Wei Lanlan thought for a moment, then took a piece of chocolate from a snack box. “Let’s use this instead, it’s definitely cleaner than a coin.”

“Great idea. A chocolate dumpling, very creative. Eating it will leave a funny black mouth, quite amusing.”

Jiang Qin wiped his hands and turned to Lu Feiyu. “Old Lu, did you buy the hotpot ingredients you were supposed to?”

“No, I didn’t. Our office doesn’t have a fridge, and it’s so hot in there. I was afraid they’d melt if I bought them.”

Lu Feiyu was fiddling with a television they had requested but never used, which was still showing nothing but static.

Hearing this, Jiang Qin clicked his tongue in disapproval. “No fridge? What’s Principal Zhang thinking? Can’t he just send one over proactively?”

Lu Feiyu’s mouth twitched. “Boss, your skin is thicker than the dumpling wrappers Su Nai rolls out.”

“Huh? Su Nai can roll dumpling wrappers now?”

“She tried rolling one when she came. It looked like an old man wearing a hat, walking a dog. Quite artistic.”

Jiang Qin was immensely amused. “Where’s Su Nai? Call her over. I want her to perform this for me live.”

Lu Feiyu looked up. “Sister Su Nai gave up and went back to 208. Oh, and the boss lady is also in 208. She’s been here since early morning.”

“Who else is there?”

“Just the two of them.”

“…”

Jiang Qin’s expression changed instantly. He stood up, left 207, and entered 208.

Fortunately, Su Nai was engrossed in her drama with headphones on, oblivious to his entrance and any new worlds being opened.

Feng Nanshu was asleep at her desk, her soft, long hair falling in tendrils, tinted orange by the sunlight from the window. Her curved eyelashes framed a cute sleeping face, her body’s contours full and shapely, her skin fair and smooth.

He gently draped his down jacket over her, then heard her murmuring in her sleep.

Bending down to listen, Jiang Qin’s gaze grew complex.

Even in her dreams, she’s calling my name? This is troubling…

After a moment of silence, Jiang Qin pulled up a chair and sat, watching Feng Nanshu under the afternoon sun, his mood growing anxious. He then picked up a newspaper Professor Yan had left on the desk.

“Ten new stocks launched, surprises may come from unexpected subscriptions.”

“New policy details for second-home loans released, down payment ratio reduced to 20%.”

Sitting cross-legged in the sunlight, Jiang Qin’s expression was serious and focused, his eyes warm and deep.

An hour later, Feng Nanshu woke up, surprised to see Jiang Qin, but she didn’t move, continuing to lie on the desk, looking at him with a well-behaved and tranquil expression.

“Slept well?” Jiang Qin put down the newspaper.

“Jiang Qin, have you eaten?”

“Not yet. Just finished preparing the dough and filling, waiting for the boss lady to lead the dumpling making.”

“Then I’ll go right now.”

Feng Nanshu wiped her mouth and followed Jiang Qin to Room 207, running along the way. She had never tried before, but learned quickly and did well. Wei Lanlan and the others praised her, making Feng Nanshu smile, unable to maintain her usual aloof expression.

After finishing, she held up a dumpling in her palm to show Jiang Qin.

Soon, Su Nai couldn’t resist joining in, trying to mimic Feng Nanshu, but ultimately gave up, swearing never to cook again in her life.

As evening approached and snowflakes began to fall more densely outside the window, Jiang Qin was learning to make willow leaf-shaped dumplings when he suddenly received a call from Zhang Baiqing.

He handed the dumpling to Feng Nanshu and wiped his hands on the apron before answering the phone.

“Jiang Qin, the dumplings are great. Thank you for thinking of me.”

Realizing Jiang Tian and the others must have delivered the dumplings, Jiang Qin replied with a smile, “Principal Zhang, that’s what students should do.”

“Ah, how did you mix this filling? It smells really good. I’ll have my family learn this and make it like you do,” Zhang Baiqing’s voice carried a note of pleasure.

“?”

Jiang Qin had no idea how Jiang Tian and the others mixed the filling. After coughing, he spoke, “Principal, this is a secret patented Jiang family recipe, the kind that’s not passed on except to a daughter-in-law who enters the family.”

Feng Nanshu, standing nearby, slightly lifted her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly, accidentally squeezing the filling out.

Zhang Baiqing couldn’t help but chuckle on the phone, “Well, a dumpling filled with a patent? Truly worthy of an entrepreneur. If you don’t get rich, who will?”

“Principal, it’s not about the money, really. It’s just that I have a little scheme, hoping that when you crave dumplings next time, you’ll think of me.”

“Praising you a bit and you’re already over the moon. Alright, you go ahead with your work. I’ll arrange for someone to install an air conditioner for you tomorrow.”

“Thank you, Principal. Room 208 just happens to need a refrigerator. You’re really a godsend.”

“??????”

After hanging up, Jiang Qin received more warm greetings from Old Lü and Zhu Feng. The dumplings were rated highly, it seemed Jiang Tian and the others did have great cooking skills, not wasting his effort in finding the classroom.

Wei Lanlan, seeing him hang up, asked, “Boss, does your family have a secret filling recipe too?”

“Doesn’t every family have some ancestral secret?” Jiang Qin said with false pride.

“Really? Only taught to a daughter-in-law?”

“Something like that.”

Jiang Qin was talking nonsense when he turned around and noticed the little rich lady’s dumplings were now a mess.

What happened?

Weren’t they doing well just a moment ago?

“Boss, it’s almost time for lunch. Shall we cook the dumplings?”

“Let’s do it, I’m a bit hungry too.”

As the words fell, everyone started to efficiently clean up the pots and pans, getting ready to boil water for the dumplings and prepare for a hot pot.

Room 207, originally a reception room, wasn’t as cramped as 208. Cleaned up by Yang Shuai and Ma Yubao, it was quite spacious. Three office tables put together could just about accommodate everyone.

With steam rising, the windows began to fog up, making it feel less like the Winter Solstice and more like the New Year.

Moments later, Professor Yan, as if lured by the aroma, came in with a stern face.

They had agreed not to misuse public resources, but why were they not only having a hot pot but also boiling dumplings?

“Jiang Qin…”

“Professor Yan, try a fresh dumpling?”

Professor Yan picked up a chopstick, tasted one, then reached for the bowl, “Activities like this, with a sense of atmosphere, indeed enhance team cohesion. This can be considered part of the work, I guess.”

Jiang Qin saw through but didn’t say, gesturing for everyone to take their seats.

After a while, Cao Xinyue arrived with Hong Yan and Tang Lin, sitting not far from Professor Yan.

Tang Lin had seen Feng Nanshu once during a corridor confrontation, a fleeting glimpse, but the impression she left was stunning. Yet, seeing her again, Tang Lin was surprised to find that the face before her was even more beautiful than she had imagined.

This… who could win?