Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 56 Your ID Card

Zeng Wenjie's bargaining skills are always very fast. In Shizhu County, he can bargain with street vendors for just two dollars and get sparks flying.

He once did a live broadcast to gather his "family" just to get a 50-yuan red envelope from Pinduoduo.

So, Boss Long wanted to add 5,000, but that was impossible. Seeing how hard he worked, Zeng Wenjie was only willing to give him 800.

"Okay, okay, I really need the money. Let's go to the bank." said Boss Long.

Zeng Wenjie grinned at Zhang Jianjun and said, "Instructor, I'll go there! Boss Long is quite anxious."

Zhang Jianjun said, "Approved."

Zeng Wenjie also thinks going to the bank is quite troublesome. If in ten years, mobile banking can directly transfer money, hmm...

It will be fine in the next few years. You can open a Lakala app and plug it into your phone, and you can transfer money by swiping your bank card.

He followed Boss Long to the bank in a hurry to transfer money and sign the contract.

Zhang Jianjun stood there in a daze for a while.

"How much? One hundred and fifty thousand!"

"That uncle is the owner of the supermarket, right? Zeng Wenjie wants to buy the supermarket from him?"

"Fuck, is Wenjie so rich? I didn't even see him wearing any brand names! Low-key rich second generation?"

Lin Zhenshan coughed and shouted, "Who said my brother was selling things on the street? Stand up and continue to criticize him!"

Xu Chuan also puffed out his chest, feeling proud, and shouted, "Heizi, speak!"

Wang Bo also didn't want to miss this opportunity to show off, quoting Zeng Wenjie's famous saying, "No matter how loud your doubts are, we handsome guys on 621 can't hear them!"

Cao Feng's face turned red, his throat rolled, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

He was the one who jumped the most from beginning to end, however, Zeng Wenjie ignored him and even stroked his fur.

result?

Mu Qingyang suddenly walked up and handed Cao Feng a playing card, a gray Joker.

"?" Cao Feng looked at her.

"He...he gave me this playing card today, saying it was a classmate's ID card and asked me to return it to him. I...I think it should be...you?" Mu Qingyang explained in a low voice.

"What do you mean?" Cao Feng asked.

"Clown." Chu Qingbai explained suddenly.

Cao Feng simply crumpled the playing cards into a ball in his hand, his whole body trembling. Ouyang Yun and several other girls couldn't help but laugh softly.

Mu Qingyang let out a long breath, finally completing the task assigned to her by Zeng Wenjie.

She is very happy.

Because she also didn't like Cao Feng taking the lead in using words to suppress Zeng Wenjie.

Zhang Jianjun pointed at Lin Zhenshan, Xu Chuan, and Wang Bo and said, "Who told you to yell? Run five laps and then return to the team! Twenty minutes. If you don't finish, you have to add five more laps as a penalty."

"Oh my god, instructor, you can't be unreasonable. We didn't speak first!" Lin Zhenshan said aggrievedly.

"Start timing." Zhang Jianjun took out a stopwatch and pressed it.

Wang Bo ran out without saying a word. He liked playing football and had good physical fitness. It was no problem for him to run five laps in twenty minutes, which was only a distance of two kilometers.

When Xu Chuan saw Wang Bo running away, he ran out too. Lin Zhenshan cursed the two ungrateful people in his heart, but he had no choice but to run out.

Cao Feng muttered, "What's so great about that? It's just a few bucks at home!"

Ouyang Yun turned to Mu Qingyang and whispered, "Mumu, his family is very rich, right? You're going to be a rich woman!"

Mu Qingyang lowered her head and said nothing, because she didn't think Zeng Wenjie would be richer than her family.

Following Boss Long to the bank, Zeng Wenjie transferred the 150,000 yuan, which was still hot, and took out 800 yuan in cash from his pocket.

"I will organize people to move it out in the next few days. If you want some shelves and other things, I can leave them to you at a low price." Boss Long was satisfied after receiving the money.

"Okay, go get busy first, and we'll talk when you're done," Zeng Wenjie said. Boss Long nodded, clasped his fists towards Zeng Wenjie, and said, "Let's go!"

Zeng Wenjie was stunned by this way of greeting, and his dream of becoming Chen Jinnan seemed to be revived.

He, a college student in military training uniform, came to the bank to transfer a full 150,000 yuan, which made the bank staff look at him with curiosity.

As Zeng Wenjie walked out of the bank, he saw Ye Qiansheng rushing over.

"The transfer contract has been signed. After he finishes the relocation in the next two days, you can go to work and see beautiful women." Zeng Wenjie said.

"Is it okay to have bad breath?" Ye Qiansheng thought for a moment and asked.

"Stop talking bad words for now, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but fire you." Zeng Wenjie said.

"Get out! I'm selling my art but not my body!" Ye Qiansheng said angrily, acting as if he was ready to fight to the death.

Zeng Wenjie, the legendary racing god of Akina Mountain, was stunned for a moment. After a moment, he realized that the other party had misunderstood him. He said with a smile, "I said I was fired. Don't think too much! Even if you go to Thailand for sex reassignment surgery, it's impossible for us."

Ye Qiansheng said: "What should we do next?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "Give me your email address and I'll email you the detailed plan and layout. When the time comes, I'll leave the renovations to you while I go to some food processing factories and select some products."

Zeng Wenjie is very confident about this. Although he doesn’t understand snack recipes, he has promoted many products and knows how some hot-selling products became popular.

For example, weird things like spicy little fish and missing teeth are so spicy that people scream. Eating them is pure self-torture, but they are very popular and have high sales.

People in Chongshan Province have a strong taste for spicy food. If these categories appear, they will definitely become a hit.

"Can selling snacks really make money?" Ye Qiansheng asked.

"I'll take you to sell gold when the time comes," said Zeng Wenjie.

"Bullshit." Ye Qiansheng sneered, obviously not believing it.

Zeng Wenjie didn't explain too much to him and said, "I'm going back to military training. Hey, you can sneak into the school in a few days to watch the parade. There are so many beautiful women."

Ye Qiansheng's eyes lit up and he said, "Okay, okay, remember to call me."

When Zeng Wenjie returned to the playground, he was undoubtedly the most handsome guy again.

A freshman just threw out 150,000 to buy the transfer rights. It’s pretty awesome to think about it.

Zeng Wenjie blinked at Mu Qingyang. She was afraid that this guy would flirt with her in Russian again, so she pretended not to see it and looked straight ahead, but her eyelids trembled slightly.

"You're great, kid. You've made a big business quietly!" Lin Zhenshan whispered, feeling a little envious.

"No matter how big my business is, I am still your little brother." Zeng Wenjie said modestly.

Lin Zhenshan immediately felt satisfied and said, "Go back to my cabinet and get two packs of cigarettes for yourself. You should bring more good cigarettes when doing business."

"Thank you for the sunshine!" Zeng Wenjie said in the dialect of Tiannan Province.

Cao Feng noticed that his goddess' eyes would glance at Zeng Wenjie from time to time, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth and made up his mind - I want to start a business too!

That night after returning to the dormitory, Wang Bo opened the school forum and started posting.

There are already some contents in the forum about Zeng Wenjie spending 150,000 to buy the transfer rights of off-campus stores.

"Zeng Wenjie was able to figure out the direction of his business thanks to my guidance. Today, he has earned my recognition!"

However, after posting the article, he did not receive any praise, but was instead ridiculed by many people, which almost made Wang Bo angry to death.

In a rage, he snatched away Zeng Wenjie's two lighters.

Zeng Wenjie ignored him when he saw that his most commonly used lighter was still there. Instead, he used his trumpet to chat with Mu Qingyang and sent her some details of the contract for her reference.

Of course, you don't need to ask her for advice, but this is a good opportunity to add more topics to talk about.

When we were almost done chatting, the main account I was using also received a message: "Readers are urging me to update more. Can you write faster recently?"

When Zeng Wenjie saw the news, he was almost angry to death, but he had to fill the hole he dug himself.

So, I opened Word and started typing hard, and didn't rest until late at night when the computer was almost out of battery.

(End of this chapter)