After rebirth, I became a great master

Chapter 40: Environment Shapes People

The two of them took a passenger car and returned to Yangguan County together.

It would be convenient if the subway was opened.

It will probably take another six or seven years!

Along the way, Qiao Suiqing was curious and asked him about the situation in the office.

Zhou Haoran only reports good news and not bad news.

Qiao Suiqing said angrily, "I've seen through it. How can work be easy? It's already difficult for me in the program team. Isn't it even more difficult in the sales department?"

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "It's not difficult at all. You'll know when I make the money back."

Qiao Suiqing smiled and whispered, "Okay, when your income exceeds mine, you will pay for the tickets from now on."

Zhou Haoran snorted, "When I have enough money, I'll buy a car first!"

"I have a car."

"Ah? You have a car?"

"Yes, at work." Qiao Suiqing didn't understand what he meant. "The station is quite far from the apartment. Every day I ride my bike to and from get off work with my colleagues."

Zhou Haoran finally understood and said with a smile: "You are talking about bicycles!"

Qiao Suiqing's beautiful eyes widened. "What are you talking about? Motorcycle?"

"Car, idiot!"

Zhou Haoran burst into laughter.

Qiao Suiqing reached out and patted him, "You're such a boaster!"

Zhou Haoran said proudly, "Once we buy a car, let alone taking you home, we can drive directly to West Lake after the holiday!"

"Go and have your sweet dreams!"

Qiao Suiqing covered his mouth and teased him. He remembered that this little brat used to be a taciturn person, but now he has learned to speak sweet words and brag.

It is said that women undergo a transformation.

The same goes for men!

Zhou Haoran leaned over and whispered, "Sister Suiqing, if we go back together, I'm sure the rumors will spread around the alley again. People will say that we are a perfect match, a perfect couple, or a match made in heaven."

"It's spread, it's spread a long time ago." Qiao Suiqing was quite open-minded about it. "That's just how alleyways are. If you appreciate their strengths, you have to tolerate their weaknesses."

Zhou Haoran asked: "What are the advantages?"

"Home, the smell of fireworks!"

"Makes sense!"

"Like the apartment we rent, the facilities are pretty good, right? There's access control, an elevator, flush toilets... It's safe, there's strong privacy, and no one spreads rumors." Qiao Suiqing truly empathized with her. "But is that good enough? This is a claustrophobic island in the big city, cold and devoid of everyday life."

Zhou Haoran gave a thumbs up, "As expected, he is a good host, eloquent and knowledgeable!"

He also has this feeling.

There are many shortcomings in the alleys, such as being crowded, isolated, with poor living conditions and backward infrastructure. All kinds of rumors, whether true or false, are spread everywhere.

Young people are fleeing the alleys.

But the elderly, if you ask them to live in a luxury apartment, they won't go, preferring to stay in the alleys, just like the elderly in the alleys of Beijing.

There is a breath of life here.

Everyone in the neighborhood knows each other, and they can help each other with big and small matters.

Maybe the gossip of Aunt Zhang, Aunt Li and the like is not welcomed, but this is the culture of the market, the flavor of fireworks.

Young people live in cities, and their living conditions are getting better and better, but their houses are becoming less and less homely, like prisons, isolating the inside and the outside. Even the neighbors next door are cold strangers.

Not to mention daily life, even the feeling of the New Year is becoming less and less when living in a modern building.

"Well..." Qiao Suiqing was a little worried, "You have to keep it a secret when you get back."

Zhou Haoran asked: "What secret?"

Qiao Suiqing whispered, "Don't tell anyone else that we live together. If my mother finds out, she might..."

Zhou Haoran suppressed his laughter and asked, "Just what?"

"I'll beat you up!"

Qiao Suiqing rolled his eyes.

……

When I got home, I gave my father a pair of leather shoes and my mother a silk scarf.

It cost 150 yuan.

Now, Zhou Haoran’s pocket was empty.

But it's worth it as long as my parents are so happy.

I had a good sleep at home. I felt that all the hard work of the past few days was made up in one night.

It’s great to be young!
After breakfast, Dongfang Lang came running over in a hurry.

Zhou Haoran was shocked. "What? Debt collection? I don't have any money right now. I'll pay you back next month!"

Dongfang Lang laughed, "I'm not asking for a debt, where's your book?"

"what book?"

"High school books, textbooks, notes, study materials, etc."

"Inside the house?" Zhou Haoran wasn't too sure. "I don't know for sure. Maybe my mom sold it as waste paper."

Dongfang Lang was shocked. "Don't sell waste paper! Look for it quickly!"

He rushed into the house and searched everywhere.

They're all under the bed.

From the first year to the third year of high school, there were seven neatly arranged piles.

"Fortunately, they are all here."

Dongfang Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Haoran was very surprised. "Why do you want my book?"

"Sell it!"

Dongfang Lang was too familiar with him, so he just lay down on his bed with his legs spread out.

"Selling books?" Zhou Haoran was a little amused. "What? You want to be a salesperson too?"

"Yes, as a salesperson." Dongfang Lang's face turned bitter and he sat up. "You don't know, I've been miserable these past few days. My parents scold me every day, as if I've committed some unforgivable sin."

Zhou Haoran asked: "What did you do wrong?"

Dongfang Lang said: "Where did I make a mistake? It's you!"

"What's wrong with me?"

"We grew up together, and our academic performance was pretty much the same. The college entrance exams are over, and you're working at a TV station. Everyone in the alley is praising you for your promising future. You're so successful, but how can I have an easy life?"

“So you’re going to sell books?”

Zhou Haoran could also understand Dongfang Lang's difficulties.

This would be easy if none of the neighbors knew each other.

But in this alley, who doesn’t know each other?

Zhou Haoran is so successful now, but it is not good for Dongfang Lang to still live a slacking life like before.

This fosters gossip and creates a competitive atmosphere.

Environment shapes people.

Zhou Haoran's changes also changed the environment in the alley.

The change in environment forced Dongfang Lang to change as well and embark on a development path that was different from his previous life.

Dongfang Lang sighed, "I have to find something to do. I can't be scolded by my parents every day. I want to collect all the high school study materials of my classmates and set up a stall to sell them. How about that?"

Zhou Haoran praised: "Very good! Very smart!"

Dongfang Lang chuckled, "I noticed last year that some seniors collected materials from their three years of high school and sold them for tens of dollars! Most people don't have this awareness and just sell waste paper, selling dozens of kilograms for only a few dollars."

Zhou Haoran tested him, "How are you going to sell it?"

"Once the results are announced and I'm sure these books are no longer needed, I'll set up a stall at school. Then, I'll let the freshmen and sophomores pick them out. They'll be one or two yuan a book, which is much better than selling waste paper."

Dongfang Lang has it all planned out.

"That won't work." Zhou Haoran shook his head. "It's a good idea, but your plan is terrible."

Dongfang Lang was confused. "Why is it different? Last year, I saw several seniors from the year above us setting up stalls in school and selling quite a lot! They were very popular!"

"What do they know? Forget it, I'll give you some advice!" Zhou Haoran has made up his mind not to start a business in this life. However, this does not prevent him from having rich entrepreneurial experience and business knowledge far ahead of his time. "You can also be considered an entrepreneur. Let's see if you have the talent."

"how should I do?"

Dongfang Lang still admires him very much, and being able to join Red Star TV is the best proof of this.

Zhou Haoran said, "There are three steps to starting a business: building a team, setting a strategy, and leading the team. You should build the team first. How many books can you sell by yourself?"

Dongfang Lang didn't understand at all, "What team?"

"That's right..." Zhou Haoran couldn't ask him anything too difficult. After all, he was just a high school student. "Wang Wenrui from our class, isn't he quite willing to participate in various activities? And Li Yang, Tian Yueran, Guo Zhiyuan, and others, aren't they all quite close to you? Ask them and see if anyone would like to set up a stall with you to sell books."

Dongfang Lang nodded and said, "Okay, I'll call them all over."

"You're going to apply for college next Wednesday, right? Gather everyone together then and I'll teach you how to start this business selling second-hand study materials." Zhou Haoran, sensing a new way to make money, jokingly said, "If you make any money, give me a share!"

(End of this chapter)