A perfect life begins with changing the timeline.

The senior was right.

No one tried to get him to drink at the party tonight.

In fact, no one drank much alcohol, only about three or four ounces.

Then... he exchanged contact information with many people. And these people all seemed to be owners of various building materials and home furnishing markets.

He even collected quite a few business cards.

And most importantly, these people came to him for drinks on their own initiative, without him having to bow and scrape to them one by one.

But it's not over yet.

In Fang Wentao's view, the person in charge today, Hai Ge, and his senior seemed to have a very, very good relationship. The two were actually talking about a garment factory project, and it seemed they were going to collaborate.

Senior... just where do you come from?

He was quite unremarkable when he was in school. But now he's chatting and laughing with Hai Ge, who's also in charge at a dinner table with a group of big bosses?

He was full of doubts.

But she didn't ask, only trying her best to appear polite and well-mannered, and continued with her social engagements.

He realized that the other people tonight were people Hai Ge and his senior had gathered for him.

Otherwise, the two of them could just find a tea room and have a private chat.

In short...

In one meal, from king crab to lobster, and then to sea cucumber and abalone... Fang Wentao ate Buddha Jumps Over the Wall for the first time, a dish he had only heard about in TV shows and movies before, and also experienced for the first time what a "high-end banquet" really is.

But when he stole a glance at his senior, he found that the other person seemed completely unfazed.

The dinner party ended a little after 9 p.m.

At the end, several business owners extended invitations to Fang Wentao:

"Reporter Fang, our company is indeed thinking about playing GG recently. How about we have some tea tomorrow and discuss this?"

Fang Wentao was beyond surprised at this moment.

Just before this meal, he was a salesman, carrying a backpack and clutching a bottle of mineral water, going door-to-door handing out business cards. Forget the boss, even an ordinary shop assistant could decide the fate of his business card. He had even witnessed many times how, after handing out a card, the shop assistant, enjoying the air conditioning, would immediately throw it into the trash…

But now, the person he speaks directly with is his boss.

He is the shop owner.

Not only did they engage in direct dialogue, but they also proactively suggested calling GG...

His work seemed to undergo a dramatic change from that moment on.

They completely embarked on a different path.

……

"Brother Hai, no need to see me off. Let's chat on the way."

"Haha, okay. Reporter Fang, if you need anything in the future, just have your senior contact me."

"Thank you, Brother Hai. Take care, Brother Hai."

"Um."

Wang Hai got directly into the Mercedes-Benz driven by his chauffeur, while Li Mu checked the time, sent his girlfriend a text message saying "Just finished, chatting with a junior," and then asked Fang Wentao, who was still in a daze:

"Did you drink too much? Do you want to throw up?"

"Uh...no need. I didn't drink much today."

Fang Wentao quickly regained his senses and subconsciously asked Li Mu:

"Senior, where are we going?"

"I'll take you home, what else can I do? It's already 9:30."

Li Mu chuckled and said:

"What? You want me to take you for a massage?"

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant... I... I'll ask my senior to give me a massage!"

"Forget it."

Seeing the "street smarts" expression on his junior's face, Li Mu shook his head, not intending to drive, but instead pointed ahead:

"Let's go, let's chat, and then take a taxi back."

"……good."

The two strolled back home.

As they walked, Li Mu said:

"I don't know how much business these people can offer you. But... Wentao, you can't be too flashy, you know? If you pile up a lot of business at once, others will raise their standards for you endlessly. And if you can't generate any business in the end, that's not good."

"Then... senior, what should I do?"

"Starting tomorrow, ask these people who has needs related to sex. Estimate the demand in your mind. Sign contracts with the people with the strongest demand first. As for what to say when others ask, you know what to say, right?"

"If you know, just say you found him by handing out your business card. Money... can't be revealed."

"That's right."

A hint of approval flashed in Li Mu's eyes:

"In short, let's aim for 30,000 to 50,000. As long as we can stay, that's enough. As for the rest, we can take it slow and steady. A steady, long-term approach is the best way."

"Well... senior, if we don't strike while the iron is hot, what if they..."

Before Fang Wentao could finish speaking, Li Mu waved his hand:

"Don't worry, it won't happen. These dealers today are all agents of Brother Hai's furniture factory. And getting GG (good quality products) is a necessity for them, otherwise they wouldn't be asking about our newspaper's prices at the dinner table. So, just take your time."

"...Understood."

Fang Wentao nodded, then paused for a moment before saying:

"Senior, don't worry, I won't take a single penny of these guys' commissions..."

"..."

Hearing this, Li Mu was speechless.

I think to myself, I'm still young, too naive.

After thinking for a moment, he said:

"What? You want to thank me?"

"It's not just a wish, it's a must! Senior, you not only helped me get a few male clients, but you also gave me a chance to get a permanent position! I... I really don't know how to repay you."

"Wentao."

Hearing his junior's words, which sounded almost like an expression of loyalty, Li Mu felt no joy or satisfaction. Instead, he said:

"Let me give you an example. Suppose I wasn't at this dinner party today... or to put it more bluntly, ignore me. If you were the one directly dealing with Brother Hai, and he introduced you to these people, helped you close deals, and helped you get a permanent position, then do you know what to do?"

Fang Wentao was clearly taken aback and didn't understand why Li Mu said that.

Li Mu turned to look at him, and knowing he didn't understand, he said:

"Let's put it this way, if I were in his shoes, and Hai-ge suddenly introduced me to so many people, I wouldn't say anything to him after dinner today. Of course, I'd still express my gratitude. Then, after my first successful business deal... for example, if I close a deal worth 20,000 yuan, and it's done that same day, that evening or the next day, I'd put your 8% commission in a red envelope and go to Hai-ge."

"...?"

Fang Wentao was taken aback.

Then Li Mu continued:

"I won't directly tell Brother Hai, 'Brother Hai, I don't want a single penny of this money.' Because saying that is meaningless, and you have no way of knowing whether the other party cares about the money or not, right? So, I'll take the money, wrap it in a red envelope, and go to Brother Hai. I'll say to Brother Hai, 'Brother Hai, I just closed my first deal with the boss of XX. This deal is 20,000 yuan, which solved my immediate problem. I don't have much to say, but I was thinking that since the kids just started school these past few days, I wanted to buy your child a schoolbag and some pencils.'"

"Well……"

Seeing his junior classmate deep in thought, Li Mu smiled and said:

"You see, Hai helped me out of friendship. As for me, I won't take a single penny of his commission; this 1,600 yuan red envelope is a token of our friendship. It also expresses my gratitude and tells Hai that I'm a person who repays kindness. Do you understand?"

As he asked the question, he noticed Fang Wentao's expression, which seemed to be a little slow to react.

So, instead of "inspiring" him, they simply waved him off:

"Of course, this is just for your reference. As for the commission from the sale, keep it for yourself. I don't need your money, but I appreciate your kind offer."

As he spoke, he hailed a taxi, not giving Fang Wentao a chance to say anything more:

"Let's go, I'll take you home."

……

Around 10 o'clock, Li Mu finally returned home.

After taking a quick shower, I lay down on the bed and dialed my girlfriend's number.

"Hey, I'm done."

"Oh, you're finally done, busy man."

Amid his girlfriend's teasing, Li Mu yawned several times in a row after chatting for only a short while.

The effects of the alcohol were rising.

He slept soundly that night.

Then... on Thursday night, Li Mu looked speechlessly at the red envelope handed to him by his junior schoolmate, feeling a sense of déjà vu that "he's treating my words like a fart."

Especially when I heard the junior student's sincere words: "Senior, it's almost autumn, thank you for taking care of me..."

He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He thought to himself, "Damn, this is Murong Fu, isn't it?"

Use their own methods against them?

He shoved the 30,000 yuan commission bonus into his pocket with a disgruntled tone.

"Where will the money come from? It's not even payday yet."

"...I asked my family for it."

Li Mu rolled his eyes.

"You're crazy. Call home right now. You're already working, don't you feel ashamed to keep asking your family for money?"

"But……"

"Alright, I taught you this trick to deal with other people, not to use on me! You're my junior, if I don't take care of you, who will? Here's the money, are you free tonight?"

"……without."

"Come on, I'll take you to get something delicious to eat."

As he spoke, Li Mu got into the car, but the more he drove, the angrier he became.

You used the tricks I taught you against me, fine, but that's one thing.

Damn it, I ended up paying for another meal?!

Goodness...

Am I some kind of utterly wicked fool?!

"Wentao."

"what?"

"Finish your meal and get out of here. Don't let me see you for a week. Seeing you annoys me!"

"Well……"