I met my whole family through Baidu Tieba.

The next morning

Zheng Changhao came out of the Ningpingyuan residential area and went to the breakfast stall on the right side of the entrance. He placed his order by muscle memory: "One sticky rice chicken, with Chinese sausage, no pickled radish."

He really likes the glutinous rice chicken from this restaurant. Every time he stays at Ningpingyuan, he orders a serving when he passes by in the morning before leaving.

The stall owner was a woman in her fifties who was quite familiar with Zheng Changhao.

Upon hearing Jung Chang-ho place the order, she didn't start cooking. Instead, she asked the person next to Jung Chang-ho, "What would you like, beautiful lady?"

?

Zheng Changhao was taken aback. He looked to the side and saw a rather pretty girl wearing a short down jacket and thick black stockings, carrying a bag. She was the girl he had met at the bar the night before and who had come back to Ningpingyuan with him. She called herself Huihui, but her real name was not important.

"Yeah, what do you want?" Jung Chang-ho quickly added.

Huihui looked at the simple stall with a bit of disdain, but still ordered, "Let's have a sticky rice chicken too."

"Should we add anything?"

"What's added?"...

While the two were talking, Zheng Changhao stood aside, thinking to himself, how could he have forgotten about her? But upon further reflection, the reason was quite simple—he was used to it.

It's all Shen Kang's fault!

Thinking back, what kind of life did I live? When I had free time, I would go to the startup base to take a look. I spent most of my other time chasing girls. I had one girlfriend after another. I basically didn't live at school. Instead, I would bring my various girlfriends to Ningpingyuan to stay. At least five days a week were filled with passion, leaving two days to rest.

How carefree and comfortable those days must have been!

And now?

Zheng Changhao sadly discovered that ever since he discovered Shen Kang's online and offline closed-loop system, he had been so focused on it that he hadn't been in a relationship for two whole months!

The gun is practically rusting.

This even forced Jung Chang-ho to decide to change his lifestyle:

In the past, he would get to know girls, get to know them, date them, and then "communicate" with them. He felt that this was more meaningful, while going to nightclubs for one-night stands was meaningless.

Now, Jung Chang-ho has decided to become the kind of person he used to find "meaningless," since he simply doesn't have the time or the mood to talk things out anymore.

As a result, just when Zheng Changhao made up his mind and was about to take action, Lan Qin arrived.

Zheng Changhao then temporarily put aside this new decision—yes, he really didn't have much of a relationship with Lan Qin now, but it was possible that they were, wasn't it? So, he still needed to maintain a good image, something he was very experienced in.

And so I felt repressed.

until today.

Are you going to school later?

After agreeing on the ingredients with the older woman, she started making the sticky rice chicken. Huihui turned around and casually asked Zheng Changhao a question.

Jung Chang-ho hummed in agreement.

Huihui turned her head and glanced at Yangcheng Business School across the street. "This is your school?"

As Zheng Changhao was taking out money to give to the old lady, he casually hummed in agreement.

"That's great, I've never been to college." Huihui looked at Yangcheng Business School across the street, her tone tinged with envy.

Jung Chang-ho put away his wallet and casually said, "There's nothing to envy. University is just like that..."

The two chatted idly as they walked, eating their breakfast as they received it.

When they reached the zebra crossing on this road, which leads to Yangcheng Business School on the other side, the two stopped.

"I'm leaving, goodbye." Zheng Changhao said, still chewing on sticky rice chicken, his words a little muffled, and he took a step, ready to go to school.

Holding a sticky rice chicken in her hand, Huihui casually remarked, "How about we exchange phone numbers and hang out together again next time?"

Without even stopping, Jung Chang-ho took a step forward: "Never mind."

With that, he turned and walked towards the school across the street without looking back.

He was very rational and also needed to maintain a good image in front of Lan Qin.

The reason he went to the nightclub for a one-night stand was simply because Lan Qin happened to be away from Yangcheng for the past two days. Also, he'd been in a pretty good mood those two days.

On this side of the road, Huihui watched Zheng Changhao's retreating figure as he walked towards the school. After watching for a while, she finally took a step and walked in another direction...

After entering the school, Zheng Changhao went straight to the entrepreneurship base.

When he arrived at 305, he found that none of the employees had arrived yet; he, the boss, was the first to arrive.

After taking out his key, opening the door, and going inside, Zheng Changhao casually threw the empty glutinous rice chicken wrapper into the trash can, then sat down at his workstation and turned on his computer.

Once the computer was turned on, he immediately went to the homepage of Huanhuan.com, clicking the mouse frequently to check various data.

A moment later, Zheng Changhao put down the mouse, leaned back in his chair, and smiled.

That's why he's been in a good mood lately.

Zheng Changhao initially guessed from a purely business logic perspective that Shen Kang's Huanhuan.com was incredibly impressive. However, after several days online, judging from the products and transaction volume, it seemed rather ordinary. It didn't appear to be much different from Shen Kang's Xianyu.com...

Zheng Changhao was leaning back in his chair, in a good mood, when he heard footsteps outside, getting closer and closer.

Finally, a figure appeared at the door of 305.

Zheng Changhao turned his head and saw that it was Lan Qin.

"You're back?"

Zheng Changhao greeted her calmly, thinking to himself that he was glad he acted quickly; he hadn't expected Lan Qin to return so soon.

Lan Qin responded and walked in, coming to Zheng Changhao's side. She glanced at the computer in front of Zheng Changhao and asked, "How's Shen Kang's Huanhuan.com doing?"

Jung Chang-ho's lips curled up again: "You'll see when you see it, it's not that great..."

As he spoke, he moved the mouse and showed Lan Qin some data from Huanhuan.com that could be seen directly on the webpage.

Watching and listening to Zheng Changhao's explanation, Lan Qin quickly grasped the situation and subconsciously said, "Then it seems this model isn't very useful?"

But then he immediately realized: what does this model have to do with me? I don't really want to do business; I just want to target Shen Kang.

Now that Shen Kang is no longer an option, they've already gotten what they wanted. As for whether this model will work or whether they'll succeed if they follow it, it doesn't really matter anymore.

Zheng Changhao, unaware of Lan Qin's true thoughts, explained, "It's not that this model is flawed. The model itself is good; it's just a matter of whether it succeeds. While the model's inherent quality is important, the most crucial factor is the person executing it. If I were to implement it, the outcome would definitely be different."

Jung Chang-ho sounded quite confident.

Lan Qin glanced at him and thought to herself, "In the realm of campus life, you were clearly the pioneer, yet you were slowly surpassed by Shen Kang, this latecomer. And now you're saying he's no good? How amusing."

However, since they were business partners, Lan Qin didn't reveal that. Instead, she talked about the business she had taken care of: "By the way, didn't you say before that it would be difficult for us to source products for this website? I had someone connect us with someone. There's a stall owner in Huaqiangbei who specializes in recycling and refurbishing secondhand electronic products. He does a lot of work, and he said he can supply us long-term."

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Zheng Changhao sat up abruptly, his back lifting off the chair. "Huaqiangbei? What's the price?"

He'd heard of Huaqiangbei; it's normal and reasonable to have secondhand goods there. But just having goods isn't enough; the key is the price. Otherwise, he could find them himself.

"It's about 20-30% cheaper than the market price for recycling, depending on the quantity," Lan Qin said, providing all the relevant information.

After thinking for a moment, he added, "But there's something I need to clarify with you first. I've looked into it and asked around, and it seems that the goods from this channel aren't all from legitimate sources. Some are grey market goods, and a small portion... I'm not entirely sure, and the other party didn't say it explicitly, but you know how things are in Huaqiangbei."

Zheng Changhao did understand, and his heart skipped a beat: It meant, "Dirty thief?"

He had heard a joke about this before, about a Chinese man who was working on his laptop in a park, and in the blink of an eye, the laptop was gone.

He went to a fortune teller to ask where his laptop was.

The fortune teller took out a crystal ball, stared at it for a long time, and said, "Your laptop has arrived in Huaqiangbei. It's been disassembled into a bunch of parts. The screen has been replaced with a no-name brand machine to keep it glowing. The motherboard has been put into another shell and relabeled. Your papers, photos, and company documents on the hard drive have all been erased and turned into a '500GB high-speed hard drive' ready to be sold to the next customer..."

This is part of Zheng Changhao's impression of Huaqiangbei.

Lan Qin continued, "So the quality of goods from this channel varies greatly. After you receive them, you'll need to re-inspect, repair, and repackage them. But the advantage is also obvious: the purchase price is cheaper. The same goods might cost Shen Kang two thousand, but we only charge fifteen hundred, or even less."

Lan Qin may take a cut, but she still gets things done. She explains the situation clearly to Zheng Changhao, since he's the one who actually does the work. She doesn't want things to go wrong because she didn't explain things clearly enough.

Zheng Changhao listened without saying anything, seemingly weighing his options.

Lan Qin glanced at him and finally said, "To put it bluntly, in short—I have a road in Huaqiangbei. There are some risks, but the profits are very high. What do you think?"

Zheng Changhao's mind raced.

Although he created a website and made a lot of money, he is still a student after all. He might have to source some "dirty goods" and resell them through his own hands... Does that count as assisting in the sale of stolen goods?

But you can't say that. How was I supposed to know it was contraband? They clearly told me it was secondhand, I didn't know that...

After thinking for a moment, Zheng Changhao looked up and asked, "Can this quantity of goods be supplied stably?"

Lan Qin nodded. "They said that as long as the money is in place, they will have a continuous supply of goods, whatever you need."

When will the goods arrive?

"It depends on when we need it. They have quite a lot of stock, and they can even exchange goods with each other."

After asking several questions, Jung Chang-ho thought about it again.

As he pondered, he recalled a business owner he had once met: the owner was in the building materials business, and Zheng Changhao had met him by chance and chatted with him once. However, the "chat" was mostly the owner talking.

The boss recounted his rags-to-riches story, and what he subtly revealed was far more serious than "unknowingly buying smuggled goods." Yet, the boss is still doing well now, and has even become a wealthy and influential tycoon.

He is a prime example of a self-made hero.

Zheng Changhao still remembers what the boss said: "In business, brains aren't important; the key is to be bold."

Zheng Changhao quickly made a decision, "Okay. Then we'll source our goods from Huaqiangbei!"

Seeing that Zheng Changhao had made his decision, Lan Qin nodded, "Okay, then it's decided."

After making the decision, they chatted for a while longer before Lan Qin said she had something else to do and left.

Zheng Changhao continued browsing Huanhuan.com on his computer. After a while, he put down the mouse.

He felt that the network switching was no longer a threat.

The reason he continued to follow Shen Kang's line of thought and changed his original plan to create a secondhand textbook platform like Huanhuan.com was simply because he felt that this model was indeed feasible. Shen Kang's poor performance was merely due to his incompetent execution.

Next, I'll teach Shen Kang how to make this.

……

"Achoo!"

Shen Kang was standing in front of the girls' dormitory supervisor's station, holding his Nokia phone in his hand. He was about to hand it to He Qiuzhu when he suddenly sneezed.

"Do you have a cold?" He Qiuzhu asked, staring at him.

Shen Kang rubbed his nose and shook his head. "I guess someone is cursing at me."

He Qiuzhu said, "Oh, that's normal."

"?" Shen Kang looked at her. "What do you mean, kid?"

He Qiuzhu's dog-like eyes darted around furtively. "Nothing to do with it."

Shen Kang smiled inwardly: he noticed that He Qiuzhu had become more and more cheerful in the past six months, which made him quite happy—of course, in other people's eyes, this guy was still quite aloof.

"Take good care of my phone," Shen Kang said, gently tapping the Nokia on He Qiuzhu's head as if to say "knock" it.

Then he shoved the phone into He Qiuzhu's hand, saying, "If you lose it, I'll make you pay for it. This phone is very expensive; you couldn't afford to pay for it even if you replaced me with your whole body."

He Qiuzhu said "Oh," handed her pink phone to Shen Kang, then took Shen Kang's phone, seemingly lost in thought, and suddenly asked, "If I accidentally lost your phone, do I have to compensate you with myself?"

"..."

Just as Shen Kang was about to speak, he saw a girl walk out of the dormitory management office and pass by the two of them.

"Good morning, Lu." Shen Kang greeted him politely.

The girl who came out of the dormitory management station was Lu Tinglan.

She seemed lost in thought, appearing somewhat absent-minded, until Shen Kang's greeting brought her back to her senses.

"Ah... good morning, Mr. Shen..."

Lu Tinglan stopped and looked at Shen Kang in front of her. After thinking about how to address him, she finally decided to call him Boss Shen.

After greeting Shen Kang, Lu Tinglan's gaze didn't linger on Shen Kang's face for a moment before instantly shifting to He Qiuzhu opposite Shen Kang, a hint of amazement flashing in her eyes.

The girl had long, flowing hair, a face as white as jade, skin so smooth it seemed to break at a touch, and features so exquisite they were flawless. Her thick, long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she had no expression, exuding a cool and aloof aura. A long, brown wool coat accentuated her tall figure, making her an absolutely stunning, cool, and sophisticated woman.

Are there really such pretty girls at their dormitory management office?

Lu Tinglan was somewhat shocked and couldn't help but ask, "Boss Shen, what is this...?"

"Oh, He Qiuzhu." Shen Kang gave a brief introduction, and also introduced Lu Tinglan to He Qiuzhu: "Lu Tinglan is a well-known user on the Beiming Community."

"Hello." He Qiuzhu greeted Lu Tinglan obediently.

However, in Lu Tinglan's eyes, the other party's tone was cool, but it did not make people feel impolite. On the contrary, she felt that this was how she should speak. If she were enthusiastic, it would be wrong.

"Hello, hello." Lu Tinglan quickly responded, then couldn't help but ask Shen Kang, "Boss Shen, is this your girlfriend?"

"But one of you has the surname He, and the other has the surname Shen."

"My god-sister."

"I knew it." Lu Tinglan felt relieved.

Shen Kang was furious. "What do you mean?"

Seeing this, Lu Tinglan realized she had inadvertently revealed her true thoughts. She gave an embarrassed smile and quickly came up with a clever explanation: "It...it didn't mean anything, Boss Shen, don't misunderstand. I was just wondering, how could someone as dedicated to their career as you be dating now?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Kang felt relieved and sighed, "Of all the people I know, only you, Lu, have such keen insight. You saw right through me—a workaholic who doesn't like dating. They didn't believe me when I said I didn't want to date!"

Lu Tinglan felt a little apologetic for letting something slip earlier, so she quickly added, "They're mistaken. Boss Shen, you're obviously a workaholic who doesn't date."

Although she didn't know why Boss Shen cared so much about the "workaholic, doesn't date" persona, she just went along with it.

Shen Kang nodded, finding Lu Tinglan increasingly pleasing to the eye. "Lu, wait a moment, I need to say a few words to her, then we'll go together. I have something I want to tell you."

Lu Tinglan had a vague feeling that Shen Kang wanted to say something to her, so she nodded and said, "Okay."

Shen Kang then temporarily put Lu Tinglan aside and looked at He Qiuzhu in front of him.

As it turned out, He Qiuzhu's eyes were still somewhat eager—this kid was still thinking about the matter of "if Shen Kang lost his phone, he would have to compensate Shen Kang with himself."

This gave Shen Kang a headache. "Are you still thinking about how you had to pay me back for losing my phone?"

He Qiuzhu decisively denied it: "No."

Shen Kang ignored him and simply said, "It's just a statement. What would I do with you? You can't eat me. I'd rather have two pounds of pork. Don't do anything reckless. I have a lot of important people's phone numbers in my phone. If I really lose them, it'll be a real hassle."

Upon hearing Shen Kang's words, He Qiuzhu had no choice but to give up her little scheme. She then expressed her dissatisfaction with Shen Kang for saying that she was not as good as two pounds of pork, saying, "Shen Kang, I taste better than pork."

"...Mmm." Shen Kang nodded casually, trying to be perfunctory.

He Qiuzhu stretched out her hand, "Try it if you don't believe me."

"..."

Shen Kang looked at the slender, jade-like hand extended in front of him. The skin was fair and radiant, and he could smell a faint fragrance emanating from it. Looking at it and smelling it, it was indeed more appetizing than pig's trotters.

In private, he might just take a bite to taste the saltiness, since he was invited and it would be impolite not to eat.

The problem is, this is happening in public.

Lu Tinglan, standing to the side, was somewhat dumbfounded.

"..."

No, didn't you say this was your sister, Mr. Shen?

Finally, we're seeing a normal sibling relationship?