Forcing universities to open up? Try it at our junior college!

"Okay, I'll bring Xiaoyue to your place tomorrow."

"President Su, you can go ahead with your work."

Li Qingxue breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, coming to Su Yuzhun for this kind of thing was the right decision.

Su Yu appeared somewhat helpless after hanging up the phone.

He discovered that people with greater abilities are more prone to anxiety.

Liu Xiaoyue has made it this far on her own, how could she possibly doubt herself?

oh~~

They're all really quite stubborn.

Unlike the students at Jiangcheng Vocational and Technical College.

They just laugh like idiots every day, not knowing what they're doing.

Some steal takeout food, while others engage in illegal activities.

There are also people who carry broken bowls and dress up as beggars on the playground every day.

It's hard to say.

For example, right now, in a dormitory room at Jiangcheng Vocational and Technical College.

At this moment, Zhang Feng was squatting on the chair, lost in thought.

His eyes were fixed on the screen in his hands.

As the god of theft in ancient Greece, Zhang Feng also holds a place in this chaotic Jiangcheng Vocational and Technical College.

Moreover, what he did conflicted with what Cao Yuan and his group did.

After all, Cao Yuan was exploiting food delivery and delivery services to fleece merchants.

Zhang Feng secretly took the takeout and packages.

This led to numerous conflicts between Zhang Feng and Cao Yuan, and the two became sworn enemies.

Now that Cao Yuan has made so much money today, he must show it off to his nemesis Zhang Feng.

After all, returning home in glory is like wearing fine clothes at night – it's like wearing them in the dark.

"Zhang Feng, how have you been?"

"I heard you were released by Chairman Su too? What? Still up to your petty theft?"

"Sigh~~ Zhang Feng, you're too lame. At most, you'll only try takeout."

Seeing Cao Yuan's sarcastic words, Zhang Feng retorted without any politeness:

"What I do is none of your business. But you bunch of bastards better watch out."

"You have to keep a close eye on your takeout, or someone might just take it."

Seeing Zhang Feng's retort, Cao Yuan, who had made money, wasn't angry at all; instead, he almost laughed.

"Hehe, you don't need to worry about that. If it's gone, it's gone."

"I'm rolling in money right now. Do you even know how much I made today?"

While Zhang Feng was wondering what was going on, Cao Yuan sent a screenshot of his earnings for the day, and then quickly deleted it.

Although it only took a few seconds, Zhang Feng clearly saw the numbers Cao Yuan sent.

Instantly, Zhang Feng's eyes turned red.

He stared intently at his phone screen.

No, why should I?!

How on earth can someone like Cao Yuan make so much money?

No, he's in pain, he's really in pain.

Zhang Feng felt like he couldn't breathe.

The milk tea in my hand wasn't sweet anymore.

Is there anything more painful than your arch-rival making money?

"Hey, Zhang Feng? Are you still there?"

"Why aren't you saying anything?"

…………

Cao Yuan's messages kept coming in, but Zhang Feng had no interest in replying to them.

He immediately blocked Cao Yuan.

Seeing Cao Yuan making money by exploiting loopholes.

Zhang Feng also had other ideas. If Cao Yuan could make money, why couldn't Zhang Feng do the same?

Especially since he has to take out takeout for at least fifty people every day, and each person only eats a bite, wouldn't that be too wasteful?

That's right, let's get started.

By the way, a new clay pot chicken rice restaurant just opened at Jiangcheng University and it's very popular.

Now, whenever he's scrolling through videos, images of clay pot chicken rice pop up from time to time.

Since it's so popular, all the students at Jiangcheng Vocational and Technical College must want to try it.

Then he could just take all the takeout orders for Waxiang Chicken Rice and open a second-hand resale shop inside Jiangcheng Vocational College.

They only need to sell it to students who want to eat clay pot chicken rice at half price.

After all, this is pure profit for him, with no cost whatsoever; he earns as much as he sells.

Moreover, it seems that Cao Yuan and his group ordered takeout of Waxiang Chicken Rice.

Taking the takeout that Cao Yuan and the others ordered was also a form of revenge.

Who told Cao Yuan to show off like that?

If Zhang Feng doesn't get angry, people will really think he's a pushover.

The clay pot chicken rice stall near the entrance of Jiangcheng University.

Zhang Bing, who had collapsed to the ground, was helped up by the store's staff.

The once spirited Zhang Bing was nowhere to be seen; now he was expressionless, like an actress in a Japanese film after the credits rolled.

He was filled with despair for life and for himself.

"Boss, boss, please calm down."

"Our store can't do without you."

The waiter frantically comforted Zhang Bing, encouraging him to cheer up.

After all, Zhang Bing still hasn't received his salary for more than a month. What if Zhang Bing is driven crazy now?

All the money he worked so hard to earn went down the drain.

"Yes, yes, I have to pull myself together, I have to pull myself together."

"No business is ever smooth sailing."

Zhang Bingqiang, his body completely drained of strength, swayed as he stood up.

He picked up the phone that had been dropped on the ground and carefully turned it on.

"Phew~~~~"

However, even after reading the refund request from the food delivery platform, Zhang Bing still found it hard to accept when he opened it again.

He really didn't understand why he was busy from the early morning until 11 p.m.

For the entire day, even lunch was eaten standing up while holding the plate.

In the end, not only did he not have a single penny left, but he also lost so much money.

Under Zhang Bing's careful inspection.

He finally discovered the clue in these refund requests.

First of all, the profile pictures of these people requesting refunds are of a chubby little guy with a big gold chain around his neck, and the words "make money" are engraved on his clothes.

Secondly, the refund requests from these people all used the same excuse: that their clay pot chicken contained cockroaches.

How is that possible?

As someone who personally sources the goods, Zhang Bing knows the origin of the ingredients for Waxiang Chicken better than anyone else.

This is all meat that's been wholesaled from a large cold storage facility for thousands of years.

In an environment like a cold storage room, cockroaches have absolutely no chance of surviving.

It's even more likely that Zhang Liang exists than that of cockroaches.

Furthermore, the delivery addresses of these refund recipients are all Jiangcheng Vocational and Technical College.

As an outsider who came to Jiangcheng to do business, Zhang Bing obviously didn't know what Jiangcheng Vocational and Technical College was.

He looked at the waiter with a puzzled expression and asked anxiously:

"Xiao Wei, do you know Jiangcheng Vocational and Technical College?"

The waiter, Xiao Wei, was also from out of town and came to Jiangcheng to attend university, so he didn't know much about it.

"It seems to be a vocational school?"

"Okay, I understand, I know what happened."

"It turns out it was a group of vocational school students who were up to their tricks."

"Just you wait, I'll go to their school and ambush them tomorrow!!"