After leaving Dean Mo's house, Chen Hansheng and Kong Jing met up again at Jiangnan University. The local Shentong Express Delivery franchisees were also there.
They were all practical people who wanted to make money. Driven by a common goal, it was easy for them to establish a cooperation framework to open up the express delivery market of Jiangnan University. Of course, Rocket 101 was the main force, with the franchisees providing assistance.
When Chen Hansheng woke up the next morning, he found that the ground was wet. The spring rain was like thousands of silver threads, falling from the gentle south wind. The small bridge over the flowing water in Wuxi was faintly covered with a thin layer of gauze in the rain, making one's imagination run wild.
"This is the graceful Jiangnan. Condensed into a poem, I will never get tired of it."
Chen Hansheng sighed and then said goodbye to Kong Jing, "Sister Jing, I'll leave the rest to you."
He was going to take Wang Zibo and Nie Xiaoyu back to school, while Kong Jing and Zhang Mingrong stayed here.
"It's not hard at all."
Kong Jing smiled and said, "Last night was the only occasion where we talked about business without social interaction. Maybe it's because I used to be in the management of Shentong, so no one forced me."
"Also."
Kong Jing stood on her tiptoes and took a deep breath. She looked satisfied. "The air here has a kind of color left by time. It's probably the smell of water. I used to want to visit all the universities in the country. Now this wish is combined with work."
"So, Mr. Chen, don't worry. In order to not lose this job, I'll take care of everything here."
Kong Jing rarely promised anything, but her joking attitude today showed that she was really comfortable.
Chen Hansheng shook hands with Kong Jing and then drove away.
"Xiao Chen, Sister Jing is still looking at us."
Wang Zibo, who was sitting in the back, turned his head and saw Kong Jing and Zhang Mingrong standing at the entrance of Jiangnan University with umbrellas. Kong Jing's graceful figure had a vague sense of beauty. Many young students passed by her, making her feel a little lonely in the bustle.
"Kong Jing is very sentimental. Otherwise, why would she fund her ex-boyfriend's studies without any complaints?"
Chen Hansheng thought in his heart, but he didn't say it out loud. Kong Jing was now the General Manager of Rocket 101, and revealing too many private matters would damage her prestige.
After returning to Jianye, the three of them resumed their normal university life, but the proportion of part-time jobs was gradually increasing. Not only Wang Zibo and Nie Xiaoyu, but also Qiu An, Ping, Shang Bing, and the others were already facing the choice of career or study.
Chen Hansheng never asked about these things. They were all 20 years old, and adults had to be responsible for their own choices.
For example, Qiu Anping put her heart and soul into Rocket 101, and Chen Hansheng trusted her more and more.
Some students were still hesitating. If they delayed Chen Hansheng's arrangements, the hard-hearted President Chen would help them make the decision.
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Dai Zhenyou was the only one in Dorm 602. He had no idea where the other roommates had gone. Chen Hansheng pushed open the door and saw Dai Zhenyou reading a martial arts novel in bed. There was only the sound of paper flipping in the dorm.
Chen Hansheng took out a cigarette and threw it to Dai Zhenyou, "Old Dai, get a cigarette."
Dai Zhenyou caught the cigarette with both hands. After seeing that it was a hard cigarette, Dai Zhenyou sneered. However, it didn't affect his enjoyment of smoking.
"Old Si, where have you been these few days?"
Dai Zhenyou asked.
"Business trip."
Chen Hansheng answered and opened the balcony to let the cold wind in.
Dai Zhenyou hurriedly wrapped himself in the quilt and sat on the bed. Occasionally, the ashes of the cigarette would fall on the bed, but he just didn't mind it and stretched out his hand to flick it.
Chen Hansheng shook his head. "Old Dai, you b * stard. You're f * cking lazy."
It was already the second semester of the second year of university, and the university students were severely divided into two classes. Some people in Public Management Class 2 planned to take the postgraduate entrance exam, some people planned to take the exam, but there were also some people who still couldn't jump out of the comfort zone of the university.
For example, Dai Zhenyou. Every time he saw Li Zhennan study and earn money, he felt all kinds of jealousy in his heart. However, when he just wanted to pick up a book and study seriously, the seductive plot in the martial arts novels made him scratch his head.
Especially when Yang Shichao and Kim Yang-myung, who were in the same dormitory, were teenagers who were addicted to the Internet. When they went online, Dai Zhenyou's guilt of not studying would disappear. In short, everyone was not studying, so there was nothing wrong with him reading novels.
There was also Chen Hansheng, who was a freak who kept failing the three best students in the school. He even became the vice president of the school's student union in his second year of university. Dai Zhenyou often lamented the injustice of society. Only the carefree life in the novel made him forget the "darkness" of reality.
Of course, he also enjoyed the benefits of the identity of Chen Hansheng with a clear conscience.
For example, the student who checked the dormitory didn't check 602 at all. Because even if it was recorded, it would be sent to Chen Hansheng for review. The name was directly crossed out by him.
Under the influence of such thoughts and environment, Old Dai's life fell into a cycle. The more he struggled, the less motivation he had. In the end, he stopped struggling.
Chen Hansheng smoked for a while, took a shower, and prepared to go out.
"Old Four, what are you doing in the afternoon?"
Dai Zhenyou couldn't help but ask. He didn't want to be nosy, but he was worried that Chen Hansheng would be busy with business. If that happened, he would feel guilty.
"I'm going to the Internet cafe to find Old Yang and the others."
Chen Hansheng said honestly, "I haven't played games in a long time. My hands are itching."
"Is that so? Go ahead then."
When Dai Zhenyou heard that Chen Hansheng wasn't fighting for the future, his mood suddenly improved. He rewarded himself by reading 20 more pages of the novel.
"After reading these 20 pages, I'll get up and revise."
Dai Zhenyou planned in his heart. However, when he finished reading 20 pages, it was the most exciting part. He decided to finish this chapter. In short, there wasn't much left.
Under the constant repetition of forgiveness, Dai Zhenyou was still lying in bed reading the novel when Chen Hansheng and Kim Yang-myung came back from the Internet cafe at night.
"Play cards! Play cards!"
Yang Shichao shouted. Today, he had shown his prowess in the game. Chen Hansheng was killed the moment he showed his face. It was simply too satisfying.
"F * ck!"
When Dai Zhenyou heard this, he cursed in his heart. "I'm just about to study, and you f * cking want to play cards!"
He flipped through the novel in his hand, thinking that he should finish it tonight and study tomorrow.
Therefore, Old Dai read the novel with a clear conscience. In short, he was "forced" to do so. At the same time, he cursed his stupid roommates for delaying his studies. This was also the reason why he would complain to his high school classmates in the future.
"The people in my dormitory are either surfing the Internet or working part-time. They even come back to play cards at night. I can't find the time to study at all!"
Dai Zhenyou didn't expect that the one who spent the whole afternoon reading novels and sleeping in the dormitory was actually himself.
The dormitory was actually like this. The university was called a small society because it was the first step to study and integrate into the group.
As awesome as Chen Hansheng was, he would tiptoe around when he woke up early in the morning. Occasionally, he would bring back some snacks. He was also used to treating people to cigarettes.
As outstanding and beautiful as Little Yu 'er was, she had been humiliated in the dormitory before.
With Old Dai's character, if Chen Hansheng hadn't stopped him, Kim Yang-myung and Yang Shichao would have joined forces to isolate him.
"Ding ding ding."
Chen Hansheng, who was playing cards, suddenly received a message. While he was in the bathroom, he opened it to take a look. It was Zheng Guanjin.
"I'm arriving at Jianye at 2 am. Are you coming to pick me up?"
Chen Hansheng was a little surprised. Why would Zheng Guanjin buy a ticket at this time? Wouldn't it be better to arrive in the afternoon?
"Are you okay?"
Chen Hansheng replied. He guessed that something must have happened.
It was already the end of February. Zheng Guanjin had been back in Hong Kong for about three months. She didn't reply to his email in time after the New Year.
"Brother Ling, are you still playing cards? If not, make way."
Kim Yang-myung was a little impatient.
Chen Hansheng waved his hand to let the students who were watching the show take over, and he concentrated on sending messages to Zheng Guanjin.
Zheng Guanjin: Not bad, just not as rich as before.
Chen Hansheng: Is that so? Then I suddenly have something to do tonight, so I won't be able to pick you up.
Zheng Guanjin: Didn't you say that you are my best friend? Why are you so unprincipled?
Chen Hansheng: I have always been very principled. Doing things with money is my principle.
At 2: 30 am, the faint moonlight quietly poured down on the ground of Lukou Airport. Travelers from the south stepped on the silver light and hurriedly went in and out.
Chen Hansheng also saw Zheng Guanjin, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. Her figure was still so tall. The two looked at each other for a while, and Zheng Guanjin suddenly said, "Male best friend, I want to hug you."
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