You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

"Hey! Old Xu, what's up?"

Xu Wenbin's usual loud voice came from the other end of the phone: "Old Jiang, didn't you say in the group chat yesterday that the brothers were going to have a project meeting at your house today? It's already noon, why haven't you said what time you're coming? Old Song, Old Lu, and I are all waiting for your message in the dorm."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Che slapped his forehead, realizing that he had only remembered to notify them to come over, but had not given them the specific time.

He glanced at the time, then at the dishes on the table, estimating that the meal was almost over, and replied, "You three, come over now, and remember to bring your laptops."

"Okay, let's go there now."

There was a series of crackling sounds from Xu Wenbin's end, then Xu Wenbin remembered something and asked, "By the way, Lao Jiang, do you have any food at home? Should I bring some snacks over?"

"No need, we have everything at home, you can come as many as you want."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Che put his phone back in his pocket and looked up to meet Bai Yuning's ambiguous smile.

"What, you're starting work already?" Bai Yuning picked up the last piece of fish and stuffed it into her mouth. "We finally made it to the weekend, aren't you going to take a break?"

"I want to rest, but the competition schedule is there. I need to finalize the plan as soon as possible so that I won't be scrambling later."

After Jiang Che finished speaking, he turned to look at Su Qinghe and asked, "Are you full?"

Su Qinghe nodded, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and said, "Well, let's go back and get ready. The house hasn't been cleaned in a while, and we can't welcome guests in a mess."

Jiang Che nodded in agreement.

After the three left the Hunan restaurant, they said goodbye at the door. Then, Jiang Che took Su Qinghe's hand and slowly walked back along the way they had come.

Su Qinghe linked arms with him, their steps neither hurried nor slow.

"So, Ah Che, what exactly is in that metal box?"

"...Sailor Moon Cards"

"real?"

"I'm not lying to you much."

Su Qinghe's pretty face immediately flushed a light pink. She raised her little fist and punched Jiang Che, but didn't ask any further questions.

Back at the villa, Su Qinghe took out several cans of Coke and Sprite from the refrigerator in the kitchen, and then brewed a pot of tea to prepare.

Jiang Che simply tidied up the clutter on the coffee table in the living room, making room for his laptop.

The two of them were busy making noise, which disturbed Xiaoman, who was resting.

It peeked its little head out from the cat tree, its face full of curiosity, not understanding what these two humans were up to.

About twenty minutes later, the doorbell rang.

Jiang Che led the three of them into the living room from outside. After they sat down on the sofa, they each turned on their computers and began to debug.

Seeing that it was almost time, Jiang Che clapped his hands to bring everyone's attention back: "Alright, let's not waste any more time and get straight to business."

Xiaoman seemed to want to listen to the humans' conversation, so she jumped down from the cat tree, circled around the coffee table, and finally chose to lie down at Su Qinghe's feet, her tail tip idly sweeping the floor.

Song Mingxuan stood up and distributed a stack of pre-printed materials to everyone present.

"Shall I go first?" He glanced at Jiang Che.

Jiang Che nodded, signaling him to begin.

Song Mingxuan turned his laptop around, revealing a PowerPoint presentation titled "Peking University Second-hand Textbook Circulation Platform - Preliminary Operation Plan v1".

"This is a first draft that I've been working on in my spare time these past few days. Please take a look at it first, and feel free to interrupt me if you have any questions."

Song Mingxuan clicked on the first page, which listed three sections: User Survey, Functional Modules, and Promotion Schedule.

"The first part is user research."

"I sent out a small questionnaire in the class group and the groups of several neighboring colleges, and collected about 120 valid samples."

Song Mingxuan pointed to the pie chart on the screen, "Eighty-seven percent of people said they had a need to buy second-hand textbooks, but only thirty-four percent of them successfully bought them through online channels."

"The rest are either privately transferred by senior students or directly purchased as new books."

Xu Wenbin leaned over for a look: "This conversion rate is way too low! Demand is so high, but supply can't keep up?"

"The supply is actually quite good; the problem lies in the lack of information flow."

Song Mingxuan turned to the next page, "Sellers can't find buyers, and buyers can't find sellers. Everyone is holed up in their own little circles, and there's no unified platform to connect the two sides."

Jiang Che leaned back on the sofa, listening to Song Mingxuan's explanation while carefully looking at the data on the paper materials in his hand.

Song Mingxuan's proposal was more solid than he had expected. For example, in the functional modules section, the entire closed loop, from book listing, search matching, online negotiation to transaction evaluation, was clearly shown.

Even the later points system and the entry point for charitable donations have been reserved.

The promotion strategy was divided into three phases: the cold start phase relied on seed users and cooperation with student organizations; the growth phase relied on word-of-mouth marketing and campus activities; and the maturity phase relied on cross-school replication.

Each stage is marked with an estimated timeline and key indicators.

After reviewing it, Jiang Che nodded approvingly, "Not bad, Lao Song. How long did it take you to make these?"

Song Mingxuan pushed up his glasses and thought for a moment: "It should have been about four nights."

"You managed to make this thing in just four nights?" Xu Wenbin clicked his tongue in surprise. "Wow, Lao Song, you're amazing! I haven't even finished the game events in these four nights, and you managed to create something this awesome by hand."

"So all you need to do is handle the publicity, and I'll handle the operations," Song Mingxuan retorted casually.

The implication is that if this important task is really handed over to Xu Wenbin, then their project will be doomed.

Su Qinghe finished reading the paper version in her hand. She gently touched Jiang Che's arm and whispered, "It's written in such detail. They even thought of the rules for redeeming points."

Jiang Che hummed in agreement, put the materials back on the coffee table, leaned forward, and rested his arms on his knees.

"The overall plan is very solid, Lao Song has worked hard." He gave his affirmation first, "The research data, functional breakdown, and promotion schedule are all logically sound, and at first glance, there shouldn't be any major problems."

Upon hearing this, Song Mingxuan visibly breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly caught the unusual tone in Jiang Che's words: "But?"

"But we need to think one step further." Jiang Che picked up a pen from the coffee table and drew a few lines in the blank space of the paper document. "Your plan currently revolves around the core of 'second-hand textbook trading,' right?"

"right."

"That makes sense, that's how we should do it in the first phase, but what we ultimately need to do is much bigger than that."

"What we want to do is create a comprehensive campus mutual aid platform; textbook trading is just the starting point."

Jiang Che flipped the paper over and quickly drew a simple stage diagram on the back, with three circles nested together from smallest to largest.