I suggest you investigate; this person doesn't seem to be a first-time reborn individual.

noon the next day.

Lin Ran reappeared at the door of Wang Lijun's office, carrying one or two rather heavy insulated lunch boxes.

The lunchbox contained four dishes that he had paid extra for, which the cafeteria chef had specially prepared for him: stewed pork ribs, twice-cooked pork, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and Mapo tofu.

These dishes are recipes he compiled based on years of experience eating out, and they have almost never gone wrong.

He didn't bring Xia Chan this time. The groundwork for cleaning and borrowing/returning books had already been laid, so he didn't need his assistant to do any work today.

Lin Ran stood obediently at the office door and knocked.

"Come in." Wang Lijun looked up and was clearly taken aback when he saw that the person who came was Lin Ran.

He adjusted his glasses, his tone slightly curious: "Xiao Lin? What brings you here again?"

Lin Ran smiled and walked into the office.

"Dean Wang, it looks like it's almost lunchtime, but your office is still open. You haven't had time to eat yet, have you? I'll bring you some home-cooked dishes so you can try my mom's cooking."

As he spoke, he placed the insulated lunchbox on the coffee table, opening it layer by layer, and the aroma of the food immediately filled the air.

"Oh? Your mother came to the school?" Wang Lijun was somewhat surprised and put down his pen.

"Yes, I just happened to be in the city on some business and stopped by to see me." Lin Ran lied without batting an eye.

Wang Lijun got up and walked over, smiling. "You sure know how to pick your time. You're calling me today for more than just delivering food, right?"

Lin Ran scratched his head and chuckled, "Nothing escapes your discerning eye."

He pulled out a neatly bound business plan and handed it to Wang Lijun: "I recently started a business project, and it's made some progress. I'd like to ask you to take a look and give me some pointers."

Wang Lijun took the materials, flipped through the first few pages, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Was that 'One-Week Couple' event that's been all the rage at school lately your idea?"

In the past two days, news about this event has been everywhere on campus; it's hard for him not to know about it.

This matter has been the subject of much discussion among the teachers. Some younger teachers find it novel, while some older teachers have expressed their dissatisfaction, saying that it affects the school's reputation.

However, Wang Lijun himself held an open attitude. He felt that universities were places where new ideas were incubated, and as long as they did not violate laws and regulations, more such attempts were not a bad thing, and were much more interesting than those theoretical entrepreneurial plans.

"Yes, it's the first step in our team's planning and implementation." Lin Ran nodded, observing Wang Lijun's expression.

Wang Lijun quickly skimmed through the first few pages of the plan, his eyes filled with growing admiration.

"The idea is very clear! It's more practical than many startup competition projects, and the logic is very complete."

He closed the plan: "Let's eat and chat. You can eat with me. There's so much food I can't finish it all by myself."

"Alright."

During the meal, the conversation naturally revolved around the "Momo" project.

Lin Ran did not rush to achieve results, but instead explained his plan to Wang Lijun with an attitude of seeking advice and discussion.

Lin Ran had to admit that Wang Lijun was indeed a school leader who got things done. He had only come to Wang Lijun to ask for support for entrepreneurship policies within the school, but now he had actually learned a lot of insights about policies and the market from Wang Lijun.

Lin Ran's words began to steer the conversation towards the school's entrepreneurship policies, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

"Our team now holds meetings like guerrilla warfare, constantly searching for empty classrooms, and we're often kicked out by students studying on their own..."

Lin Ran gave a wry smile.

Does your school provide designated spaces for startup teams?

Wang Lijun picked up a slice of meat and savored it, thinking to himself, "How come Lin Ran's mother's cooking tastes exactly the same as what Old Li from the canteen makes?"

He hesitated for a moment: "The school has always encouraged student entrepreneurship. There are also dedicated business incubators, but..."

He put down his chopsticks and looked at Lin Ran: "Those resources were previously provided to teams participating in entrepreneurship competitions. Now that it's still early before the application deadline for the next competition, there are indeed some empty rooms in the base..."

Lin Ran didn't speak, but listened attentively.

Wang Lijun looked at the student in front of him. He had a clear mind, did things in an organized manner, and even delivered meals in a way that made people feel comfortable.

The rooms in the base are just sitting empty anyway, so why not give them to a down-to-earth startup team like this? Maybe they can actually incubate something.

He pulled out a tissue to wipe his hands, got up and walked to his office desk, took out a notepad, wrote a few lines, and stamped it with his personal seal.

"How about this?" He handed the note to Lin Ran.

"Take this to Old Chen at the Student Affairs Office's Entrepreneurship Center. I'll tell him to see if there are any suitable rooms in the base for your team to use temporarily."

Lin Ran took the note and couldn't help but smile: "Thank you, Dean Wang! You've really helped us a lot."

"From now on, please stop calling me 'Dean' and 'Dean'. It sounds too formal. Just call me Teacher Wang."

Wang Lijun patted Lin Ran on the shoulder: "Do a good job. If you encounter any difficulties at school, come to me again."

"must!"

After the meal, Lin Ran, satisfied, took the note and went to the entrepreneurship center, where he found "Old Chen," the man Wang Lijun had mentioned, a rather capable middle-aged teacher.

"Hello Director Chen, I am a freshman in the School of Economics. I was introduced by Vice Dean Wang Lijun."

Director Chen took the note, glanced at it, and smiled. "Lin Ran, right? Dean Wang just called me about it."

He took a key from the drawer and tossed it to Lin Ran: "Come with me, I'll show you around and help you get acquainted with the place."

The startup incubation base is located on the south side of this office building. Director Chen opened the door to room 108 at the end of the first-floor corridor.

The room wasn't big, about 30 square meters, but the windows were bright and well-ventilated. There was also a willow tree outside the window, its leaves hanging down, which blocked the view of people coming and going.

"The tables and chairs are all ready-made, and there's also a network port. If you need to activate it, just fill out a form," Director Chen explained.

"The base has unified property management, so you don't need to worry about hygiene or anything like that. How about it, are you satisfied?"

Lin Ran looked around. Although the room was a bit small, it was much better than he had expected.

"Thank you, Director Chen. The facilities are very complete. It's just that we might need to add a few more tables and chairs; there are only six sets inside, which isn't enough."

Director Chen readily agreed: "Okay, let us know if there's anything else we need, and we'll do our best to support you."

Lin Ran's heart skipped a beat: "Anything is fine?"

"As long as it's within a reasonable range and genuinely used to advance a startup project, it's acceptable."

"Then I'll take five more computers!"

Director Chen took out a small notebook, nodded to Lin Ran, and indicated that he had made a note of it.

Lin Ran raised an eyebrow. "It really works?"

"There are also two servers and one switch."

Director Chen nodded.

"One printer and one projector."

Director Chen nodded.

"A water dispenser, a refrigerator, a microwave, and preferably an oven too..."

Director Chen's brows furrowed into a tight knot.

"Do you need a range hood?"

"Um... forget about the range hood, no one's cooking here anyway."

"Where's the lithography machine?"

Lin Ran's expression turned serious. He thought to himself, "Jiangda University is indeed full of hidden talents. They can even let students use the lithography machine."