I can become stronger by paying salaries. I have one billion employees!

Chapter 32 Junior, I am your senior
Hearing the noise at the door, several people looked over at the same time.

"have a drink?"

Chen Yansen suggested with a bright smile, holding snacks in one hand and beer in the other.

"I don't drink."

Song Yang sat on the bed, looking hesitant.

He had a slight social anxiety and felt that he and Chen Yansen had only greeted each other so far and were not familiar enough to sit down and drink together.

Can't drink?
What a bastard!
In his previous life, he passed by Qindao, and the two of them stepped on boxes and killed a dozen blue-belt 1844s. At that time, Song Yang just loosened his belt and didn't even blush.

"Stop talking so much! Either you come down quickly, or I'll go up."

Chen Yansen grinned and threateningly said so.

"Brother Sen, I'll drink with you."

Zhu Xiaopeng, who had said "bad things" about Chen Yansen twice in a row, felt guilty and thought he had to express his gratitude in some way, so he was the first to respond and came over with a smile on his face.

"Fuck! I can't sleep anyway. It's so hot and there's not even an electric fan in the dorm. This is fucking ridiculous!"

Tang Zhenzhe got out of bed cursing, took a can of beer, tilted his head back and took a big gulp.

Chen Yansen laid the suitcase down and poured out all the snacks. It was piled full, worth at least two or three hundred yuan.

"My fellow villager is so generous! He saved a chicken drumstick for me!"

Wang Zhengqiang swiftly got out of bed, dragged a chair over, and praised Chen Yansen. He then turned to look at the remaining two: "Bobo, Yangyang, you two are the only ones missing."

Meng Xibo and Song Yang looked at each other, stopped being shy, said thank you, and followed over.

"Brother Chen Sen, it looks like you've made a lot of money as a campus card agent, right?"

Meng Xibo picked up the beer, clinked glasses lightly with Chen Yansen, and then asked cautiously.

Whether in his speech, behavior, or dress, Chen Yansen appears more mature than others.

Coupled with a Mercedes-Benz worth 800,000 yuan and a height of 1.84 meters, in the eyes of several people, Chen Yansen seemed to have the aura of a big brother.

Meng Xibo hesitated for a moment, then followed Zhu Xiaopeng's call and called him "Brother Sen".

"It's not much, actually. I just earn the hard work of running errands."

Chen Yansen said casually.

He knew in his heart that earning 150,000 yuan a day would have a huge impact on several people. After all, their monthly living expenses were only 500 or 600 yuan at the least, and 2,000 yuan at most.

"Brother Sen, I heard from my fellow villagers that if they help you sell a card, you give them a commission of 50 yuan."

Meng Xibo didn't believe it at all because he had already learned about the commission rate of campus cards through the alumni association.

"You want to sell campus cards? Sure, no problem. Come find me at the Telecom event location tomorrow."

Chen Yansen heard the hidden meaning in Meng Xibo's words and didn't want to beat around the bush with him, so he took the initiative to point it out.

"Thank you, Brother Sen. I'll treat you to a meal later."

Meng Xibo was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Chen Yansen to agree so readily.

As for why I didn’t take the phone card from my senior, the reason was very simple: I didn’t want to be charged a higher price.

"Brother Sen, can I do the same?"

Seeing this, Zhu Xiaopeng couldn't help but have a hint of excitement in his eyes, and asked with a flattering smile on his face.

Chen Yansen glanced at them. Except for Song Yang, the invisible rich man, the others all showed signs of being interested. However, some of them chose to take the initiative, while others did not say anything because of their face.

Oh my god, I originally wanted to catch up with my old classmates, but he turned it into an agent job fair.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "If anyone wants to sell campus cards, please come to the Telecom event center tomorrow to find me. Let's stop talking about this topic and talk about Aqiang's love history. Did he lose his virginity in the end?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, your thoughts are too dirty. What I mean is that I finally gave in to the pressure and confessed my first kiss to someone."

Wang Zhengqiang took a sip of beer and said with a sly smile.

"Tsk—you're such a bore!"

Tang Zhenzhe, who had been looking forward to it for a long time, felt that he was being teased and complained immediately.

"Those who have wrong thoughts should all reflect on their mistakes!"

This was exactly the effect Wang Zhengqiang wanted, and he burst into laughter after saying it.

Tang Zhenzhe rolled his eyes and cursed "boring". He turned to look at Chen Yansen and asked curiously, "Do you really have a Mercedes-Benz E300?"

"I rented it."

Chen Yansen answered truthfully.

However, everyone looked at each other and did not believe what he said at all.

Sometimes things are just so helpless. When you tell a lie, others believe it; when you tell the truth, others refuse to believe it.

Putting aside the topics of campus card agents and luxury cars, there are many things that everyone can talk about, from games to comics, from novels to movies, and from interesting stories on the court to Japanese action movie actors.

At last, a knowing laugh echoed in the room.

……

...The next morning, Chen Yansen woke up in a daze.

"These animals, in the middle of the night, some snore, some grind their teeth, some talk in their sleep. This dormitory is like a chicken farm."

Chen Yansen rubbed his eyes and couldn't help but complain secretly.

When we were drinking last night, everyone swore that they never snored, but the truth is, they had never heard themselves snoring.

Chen Yansen got out of bed, picked up his toiletries and walked into the bathroom.

When he came back after brushing his teeth and washing his face, the five of them were still sleeping soundly.

Chen Yansen changed into clean and refreshing clothes and walked towards the telecommunications station on Xuelin Road. When passing by the cafeteria, he bought a few breakfasts.

When he got closer, he saw a familiar figure.

"Xiao Chen, you've come at the perfect time. These two students want to work part-time selling campus cards. Go talk to them."

As soon as Gu Wenwen saw Chen Yansen, she immediately waved and said, while picking up a breakfast and eating it without hesitation.

"Chen Yansen, this is Jiang Ruoxuan, a junior. We want to become a second-level agent for Telecom."

Song Yuncheng felt a little embarrassed, but when he thought about the fact that the critical period for selling campus cards was in the first two days, he could only muster up the courage to explain.

Telecom attracted most of the new students with its super cost-effective packages. She and Jiang Ruoxuan were agents of China Unicom, and they already had the disadvantage of poor signal. As a result, even fewer people were willing to apply for China Unicom cards.

The two of them only sold a handful of tickets the whole day yesterday.

"No problem, 20 tickets per person, commission is 50 yuan per ticket. Leave your contact information and bring your student ID. I need to register."

Chen Yansen followed the procedure and spoke slowly and calmly.

Song Yuncheng was slightly stunned. She had thought that she would have to beg Chen Yansen humbly, and might even be ridiculed by him a few times, before the other party would agree. Unexpectedly, everything was different from what she expected.

"Did you forget to bring your ID card, or don't want to give it to me? I'm registering it because I don't accept prepaid phone cards. If you'd rather pay directly, that's fine too."

Seeing her standing there in a daze, Chen Yansen explained with a chuckle.

"No, no, I have my student ID with me."

Song Yuncheng said hurriedly, then took out his student ID from his pocket and gently placed it in front of Chen Yansen. Jiang Ruoxuan beside him followed suit.

"Thank you, Chen Xuedi."

After receiving the phone card, Jiang Ruoxuan bowed slightly and thanked with a smile.

"Just thank her. The second-level agents have already been recruited. If it weren't for Song Yuncheng's face, I wouldn't make this exception."

Chen Yansen made up something nonsense.

The other party's identity was self-evident. She was most likely the 'senior sister' that Song Yuncheng mentioned last time. She had an average appearance, wore light makeup, and had a somewhat flattering look on her face.

After hearing what he said, Jiang Ruoxuan thanked Song Yuncheng again and again. Regardless of whether it was true or false, she had to be open about it.

Seeing that she was a sensible person, Chen Yansen stopped talking and waved his hand, indicating that she could go and make money for him.

"How are you going to thank me?"

After Jiang Ruoxuan walked away, Chen Yansen looked at Song Yuncheng who stayed behind and asked.

"I can treat you to a meal."

Song Yuncheng thought for a long time, gritted his teeth and spoke, as if treating someone to a meal was an extremely difficult task.

"No need to eat, just give me a kiss."

Chen Yansen smiled brightly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Song Yuncheng playfully.

"???"

Song Yuncheng thought she had misheard until she saw the nonchalant grin on Chen Yansen's face and was sure that she had not misheard.

"Please pick either the palm or the back of your hand."

Chen Yansen paused and continued to add, then stretched out his warm and slender right hand and placed it in front of Yun Cheng.

It turned out to be just a kiss on the hand. I was so scared!
Song Yuncheng breathed a sigh of relief, but then she came to her senses and realized that even doing it with her own hands wouldn't work!

She shook her head frantically in her heart to refuse.

"No, then give me back the card."

Seeing that she didn't move for a long time, Chen Yansen's face darkened and he threatened her.

"Junior, I am your senior."

Song Yuncheng looked at the students, parents and teachers coming and going, bent down slightly, with mist in his eyes, and pleaded pitifully.

As long as she could sell 40 phone cards, she wouldn't have to worry about her living expenses this semester, but Chen Yansen's request was too much and she couldn't do it no matter what.

Seeing that her eyes were red and she looked like she was about to cry, Chen Yansen finally gave up.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a smile: "Senior sister, it's just a joke, you won't take it seriously, right?"

Song Yuncheng's tightly furrowed brows suddenly froze, his lips slightly parted, but the words were stuck on the tip of his tongue. Only one thought remained in his mind:
This man is such a dog!

(End of this chapter)