I met my whole family through Baidu Tieba.

When Shen Kang said that his "Hall of Fame" needed to be discussed, Liang Zhidao was taken aback. He subconsciously thought that his plan was based on Shen Kang's ideas, so what was there to discuss? Could it be that this junior brother Shen was a jealous person who was envious of talent? Was he already jealous because he had surpassed Shen Kang's performance?

Liang Zhidao was thinking about it.

Shen Kang shared his thoughts: "I don't know if my thoughts are right or wrong. I'm just saying them so that Senior Brother Liang can take a look and see if this is the case."

"Let's assume there's a situation like this."

"There was a family that was one of our clients at Anjia Home Services. They worked within the system, and their child, through their own efforts, passed the civil service exam and entered a provincial government agency. At that time, we contacted them and talked about donating their exam study materials and notes. We also mentioned the 'Hall of Fame' and said that their good deeds would be featured on our website so that everyone could see them."

"Suppose they really did donate their civil service exam study materials and notes, and they were inducted into the 'Hall of Fame,' and everyone saw, 'Wow, the father is a bureau chief, and the son is such a young provincial-level cadre,' wouldn't people have some bad thoughts?"

"If they had considered this aspect as well, wouldn't it have made them less willing to donate their civil service exam study materials and notes?"

After Shen Kang finished expressing his opinion, he added, "Of course, Senior Brother Liang, you should know more about this than I do. What's your opinion?"

Liang Zhidao was startled halfway through the conversation. After finishing, he quickly said, "Indeed, your considerations are very reasonable; I overlooked this point."

I started to reflect: I should have thought of this. It's just that I was new to the concept of emotional value and my thinking was too unrestrained. I didn't carefully consider the details, which is why I rashly proposed the concept of "Hall of Fame".

Thinking about it, he glanced at Shen Kang again, and looked at him with even greater respect.

This junior brother Shen not only has innovative thinking, but also thinks very maturely and thoroughly.

Liang Zhidao couldn't help but compare him to his two partners—based on their current interactions, Shen Kang seemed far more reliable than his two partners.

Thinking of this, Liang Zhidao glanced at the toy AK next to Shen Kang.

...Well, aside from his occasional childishness. Of course, this is harmless and actually makes this Junior Brother Shen seem very approachable.

Seeing that Liang Zhidao also agreed with his concerns, Shen Kang nodded, "Since you agree, then let's forget about the Hall of Fame."

Although it was due to his own lack of consideration that one of his ideas was rejected by Shen Kang, it was still an idea he had just come up with that was rejected. This made Liang Zhidao subconsciously feel a bit competitive and he wanted to get back at Shen Kang.

After thinking for a moment, Liang Zhidao added, "Their taboo mainly stems from their reluctance to be seen by the 'outside public,' but they don't mind sharing these things with relatives, friends, and close acquaintances. On the contrary, they are happy to display these things and gain emotional value from it."

"They tend to decline a public performance, but they don't decline respectful gestures."

"So we can create a closed 'Successor Archive.' This won't be publicly available online; instead, we'll produce a beautiful physical booklet and give it to them. That way, when they invite believers to their homes during their daily interactions, they can take out this physical booklet to show them off, creating conversation topics and letting others know what good deeds they've done. The saying 'wearing fine clothes but not returning home' is like wearing fine clothes at night; besides knowing it themselves, letting some people know appropriately can still give them greater emotional value."

After thinking about Liang Zhidao's suggestion for a while, Shen Kang did not reject it again, but praised it: "I think this closed-loop successor file is feasible."

Seeing that he had "turned the tables," Shen Kang readily accepted and praised him, and Liang Zhidao felt a little pleased.

He also became increasingly interested in discussing things with Shen Kang.

"If the feedback system is like this, how can we accurately find those customers from your Anjia Home Services client base?...

The two had a long chat.

During this time, the employees of the neighboring 211 had all gone home, and they came over to ask Shen Kang for the AK47. Shen Kang had no choice but to reluctantly return the AK to them.

They chatted until after 10 p.m., and when they were almost done talking, Shen Kang saw that it was getting late and took the initiative to end their long chat.

"...That's basically it."

Shen Kang looked at Liang Zhidao sitting opposite him and asked, "I wonder what Senior Brother Liang thinks of my previous suggestion about a part-time job?"

Instead of answering, Liang Zhidao asked, "So, you're just doing this project?"

Shen Kang nodded. "That's how it is for now."

Leung Chi-tao then asked, "How is the remuneration calculated?"

Shen Kang already had a plan in mind: "Senior Brother Liang isn't a formal employee of our company; it's just a temporary collaboration. My idea for the specific work is this: Senior Brother Liang, you'll be the chief planner, and we'll handle the execution. Under this premise, I think it's more convenient to take a commission directly. For every sale, you'll take 10%, how about that?"

Liang Zhidao pondered the plan in his mind for a while.

He doesn't need to do specific tasks; he just needs to come up with an overall plan and give direction. It's relatively easy and won't take up too much time.

Moreover, he was indeed quite interested in this novel project, and perhaps he could even glean some new insights into the civil service exam industry from the specific process of this project.

After careful consideration, 10 points is acceptable.

"Okay, I'll take it."

Liang Zhidao gave his final answer.

Seeing this, Shen Kang smiled and extended his hand, "Then I wish us a pleasant cooperation."

Liang Zhidao also extended his hand and shook hands with Shen Kang. "It's been a pleasure working with you."

After finishing their business, the two left the startup base and went home to sleep.

As soon as Shen Kang returned to his dormitory, before he even sat down at his seat, Wang Pan rushed over, blocked his way, and stared at him. "Old Shen, you didn't actually sign up for their flagship civil service exam product, did you?"

"No." Shen Kang pushed him away and was about to return to his seat.

Wang Pan, however, relentlessly pursued him, sticking close behind. "Swear it."

Shen Kang was in a bind again. "What oath am I supposed to make? I already said it's over."...

Fortunately, Shen Kang came back late, and the lights were turned off quickly at 11 o'clock. Shen Kang quickly washed up and went to bed.

Wang Pan also got into bed, but his eyes were wide open as he stared at the dark ceiling for a long time. He tossed and turned, sighing and unable to fall asleep.

Old Shen and Liang Zhidao were gone for an entire night. He genuinely believed that Old Shen must have discussed the civil service exam training with Liang Zhidao.

Liang Zhidao might even have created a new project specifically for Lao Shen, a flagship product among flagships, the kind that costs 35800, thus putting himself down again.

"I hope this scenario doesn't happen then," Wang Pan thought, a picture flashing through his mind:

It's the same office, the same desk, and the same national emblem on the wall.

This time, however, it wasn't him sitting in front of the national emblem, but Shen Kang.

Wang Pan walked in, bowing and scraping.

"Director Shen, about my deputy section chief position..."

Shen Kang, that bastard, glared at him and started speaking in official jargon: "Xiao Wang, coming here won't do you any good. This is a decision made by the organization. You should just focus on doing your job well; that's the right path for you."

All he could do was continue nodding and bowing, saying, "Yes, yes, yes."

It's so painful!

Wang Pan closed his eyes in pain.

Then he turned over and remained still for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Pan suddenly opened his eyes.

Not necessarily. After all, Lao Shen and I will be classmates and roommates for the next four years of university, and good buddies. Maybe if Lao Shen also goes down the path of politics, it will actually be a good thing for me?

A new image surfaced in Wang Pan's mind:

The familiar office, desk, and national emblem.

Shen Kang sat behind his desk.

He walked in, bowing and scraping. "Director Shen, about my deputy section chief position..."

Shen Kang glared again. "Deputy director? Director, huh?"

Overjoyed, he exclaimed, "Thank you so much, Director Shen!"

It seems to be better this time.

Wang Pan thought to himself, but after a while, he couldn't help but turn over again.

No matter what, as long as Old Shen also pursues a career in politics, it's never going to be a pleasant prospect. The best future is still when the original Old Shen is bowing and scraping before me.

Wang Pan couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"well……"

Three loud shouts rang out almost simultaneously.

"Can't a person get any sleep?!"

"Brother Pan, please let me go! I have class tomorrow!"

"Brother Pan, stop shaking me, you're making me want to throw up."

Wang Pan shrank back.

Forget it, let's go to sleep. We can't afford to offend everyone.

……

The next day, after getting up, Wang Pan listlessly climbed out of bed, startling the three people who were already out of bed.

Wang Pan looked listless, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, and his face seemed to be filled with lingering resentment, like a ghost from a horror movie.

"Didn't you sleep all night?" Feng Moquan, who was already sitting at his desk organizing the books for today's classes, asked upon seeing this.

"More or less," Wang Pan replied listlessly.

Shen Kang, who was sitting at his desk clipping his nails, felt a little sorry for Wang Pan and revealed some information: "Brother Pan, I'm really not taking the civil service exam. Last night, I dragged Liang Zhidao along to discuss some new projects. I'm going to start a new project, and it just so happens that this new project is somewhat related to taking the civil service exam."

Wang Pan was taken aback, and immediately looked at Shen Kang and asked, "Really?"

Shen Kang said, "Really. Don't you think about it? I'm always focused on business, how could I possibly be interested in taking the civil service exam? When I'm with people who do business related to preparing for the civil service exam, of course we're talking about that business too."

Wang Pan thought about it carefully and realized it was true. So, he immediately perked up, and his eyes, which had been surrounded by dark circles, became bright and alert. Reassured, he even gave Shen Kang three cold laughs.

"Hahaha."

Old Shen, you've been so clever all your life, yet you've made a foolish mistake this time. If you were truly pursuing a career in government, I might still be somewhat afraid of you, but now you have a bright future ahead of you, yet you don't cherish it or walk that path. You've cut off your own path to survival!

From now on, you'll obediently bow and scrape before me and become my little brother.

Wang Pan felt increasingly pleased with himself and started trembling again.

"Little Shen, Little Shen, one wrong move and the whole game is lost!"

"..."

Shen Kang held nail clippers in his hand, looking at Wang Pan.

Wang Pan is too easy to guess; he can pretty much figure out what Wang Pan is up to and what he's thinking. Yesterday, he deliberately teased Wang Pan, so he didn't explain things clearly.

Looking at Wang Pan now... I think I shouldn't have told him the truth so quickly.

Shen Kang shook his head and continued clipping his nails.

Early in the morning, after a lot of fuss, the four of them left the dormitory.

When they came downstairs together and left the building, Feng Moquan was quite puzzled and looked up at the sky several times.

"The sun didn't rise in the west today. Old Shen, why are you already teaching?"

Shen Kang spat, "What are you talking about? Even if the sun rises in the west, I won't go to class. I didn't even bring my books, how could you think I'm going to class?"

Feng Moquan glanced at him again, then noticed that Shen Kang was empty-handed. "Oh, really. So where are you going?"

Shen Kang casually replied, "I'll sign up for the civil service exam."

Wang Pan, who was walking to the side, shuddered upon hearing this and abruptly turned his head to look over.

Feng Moquan also figured something out and laughed heartily.

Jin Chao said, "Brother Pan, even if Lao Shen really takes the civil service exam, you'll still have a chance to climb higher than him and surpass him."

Wang Pan was taken aback; he hadn't really thought of that.

It's probably because that bastard Lao Shen has left him with too much psychological trauma. He always feels that if Lao Shen were to take the civil service exam and pursue a career in government, competing with him on the same track, he wouldn't be able to beat him.

Of course, this cannot be shown.

Wang Pan puffed out his chest and said calmly, "I think Old Shen has a real talent for business. Don't go astray and go off to take the civil service exam. Business is where your talent lies, Old Shen..."

The group, having some fun, left the dormitory management station and went to the second canteen for breakfast.

After breakfast, the group parted ways.

Wang Pan and the others went to class, while Shen Kang grabbed a breakfast and headed in another direction, arriving at Dormitory Station No. 7.

After entering the dormitory management office, he checked his phone again, then made a few turns and came to the foot of a building. He went inside, went upstairs, and arrived at room 501. Inside, he saw that the door to the small dormitory room 5011 was open.

Shen Kang walked in and saw Ma Liang sitting at his desk with a laptop in front of him, browsing the web.

Shen Kang walked over and placed the breakfast on Ma Liang's table. He glanced around and didn't see anyone else.

"Did they all go to class?"

"Um."

Ma Liang responded, untied the bag, and started eating the breakfast that Shen Kang had bought.

Shen Kang pulled up a chair, sat down next to Ma Liang, and glanced at the laptop screen in front of him.

"You're here to ask about the new website, right?" Ma Liang casually asked, sticking his hand into his soy milk cup.

Shen Kang's answer, however, was beyond his expectations.

"No, I came to ask you to write a song."