Peerless Cupid System

He initiated this event, which is based on his research topic.

Even before the students arrived in Machu, he had already taken control of the entire city's surveillance system and installed countless surveillance cameras.

Ling Ziqian now has eight hundred yuan in his pocket. Although six hundred of them were stolen, he feels no guilt.

This was offered to him by the other party. Also, regarding this event, Ling Ziqian didn't care about the final evaluation and didn't want to get any university admission guarantee.

Entering a restaurant, Ling Ziqian ordered a bowl of noodles and began to eat.

Groups of two or three students would occasionally walk by outside, looking for a place to eat and discussing how to make money.

While eating noodles, Ling Ziqian discovered some interesting things.

Students from other schools were not so spoiled; they were willing to do anything, from washing dishes to handing out flyers.

The students at Kanagawa Middle School all come from wealthy and privileged families; they would rather starve than wash dishes or hand out flyers.

It's not that they lack the ability, but that they can't bring themselves to do it.

Their parents and elders are all successful business owners, driving luxury cars and managing thousands of people. How could they possibly wash dishes to make money?

"Tsk tsk, those rich kids will probably starve to death!" Huan Yue deduced.

"Not necessarily." Ling Ziqian disagreed with Huan Yue's statement.

"Why? Well, I've seen a lot of people find jobs, while those rich kids are still wandering the streets, too ashamed to wash dishes. If they don't work, they'll definitely starve."

Ling Ziqian laughed, "If you choose to work as a dishwasher, you need to wash dishes every day to make a living. But those rich kids, their elders are not busy washing dishes. They are good at making money out of thin air."

"How can you get something for nothing?" Huan Yue didn't understand.

“For example, loans,” Ling Ziqian explained while eating noodles. “Actually, rich people don’t have money in their pockets. They rely on connections to borrow money from banks and then make money from it.”

"Can they get a loan?" Huan Yue asked in surprise.

Ling Ziqian was speechless. "This is just one example. They have other ways to get something for nothing. In short, as long as they find an opportunity, they will live a carefree life for the next two weeks."

Huan Yue chuckled, "And what about you?"

Ling Ziqian didn't know the answer to this question either; it was like his life.

He gradually came to understand what the world and life were like, and the next step was to make his own choices.

Which kind of life do you choose: to get something for nothing, or to work hard washing dishes?

Ling Ziqian ate his noodles while pondering this question.

He never expected that the answer to this question would come to him on its own.

A girl wearing white headphones and holding a book walked past the restaurant.

She stopped in her tracks when she caught sight of Ling Ziqian.

Ning Xian'er stood at the restaurant entrance, looking at Ling Ziqian with longing eyes.

Ling Ziqian was speechless, as if he had seen Cupid asking him for "ambiguity points".

Huan Yue became curious, "That guy's money, could it have been stolen?"

"They must have been robbed." Ling Ziqian sighed inwardly. "Do you know what primitive accumulation of capital is? Even if you get something for nothing, you still need a certain amount of capital. And the accumulation of primitive capital is usually bloody, like British colonialism, the Eight-Nation Alliance, and, by the way, the world war was caused by an economic crisis."

Huan Yue was immediately confused. "How did we suddenly get so far off topic?"

Ling Ziqian laughed, "This is called seeing the big picture from a small detail. Through this event, we can see what the whole world looks like!"

After explaining, Ling Ziqian waved to Ning Xian'er. That guy had been robbed and had no money for food, so he would treat her to a meal.

Ning Xian'er walked over, her face expressionless. Even though she wanted to ask Ling Ziqian for help, she remained wary.

"What would you like to eat?" Ling Ziqian asked Ning Xian'er.

"Noodles." Ning Xian'er saw what Ling Ziqian was eating, so she ordered the same thing.

Ling Ziqian waved to the restaurant waiter and ordered another bowl of noodles.

Ning Xian'er placed the white earphones around her neck, took out a tissue, and wiped the grease off the dining table.

She probably hasn't eaten at such a simple restaurant before.

Ling Ziqian didn't speak first, but instead guessed in his mind.

"Thank you for yesterday." Ning Xian'er's voice was quite pleasant as she thanked him in a neither arrogant nor humble manner.

"It was nothing," Ling Ziqian said, not taking it to heart.

“You are not a student at Gana Middle School.”

"Is it because I eat in a place like this?"

Ning Xian'er smiled gently and did not continue the topic. "I want to cooperate with you."

Ling Ziqian nodded slightly, signaling Ning Xian'er to explain her reasons.

Ning Xian'er hesitated for a moment, then said somewhat awkwardly, "I guess you guessed it, my money was stolen, but you know who I am, I have many ways to make money."

"So you mean, you provide the ideas, and I'll provide the money?" Ling Ziqian looked at Ning Xian'er.

“That’s right.” Ning Xian’er was a little nervous, worried that Ling Ziqian wouldn’t answer. “My family is in business, and my method will definitely make money!”

Ling Ziqian hadn't yet figured out how to make money.

Since Ning Xian'er said so, Ling Ziqian had no reason to refuse, so he decided to help her out.

Ling Ziqian nodded, and Ning Xian'er smiled again; her smile was quite cute.

Huan Yue asked curiously, "What's this? Have we become partners and established a strategic partnership?"

Chapter 280: Money is there, but conscience is gone!

The noodles that were ordered for Ning Xian'er were only eaten a few bites before she couldn't eat anymore.

It wasn't that she wasn't hungry, but rather that she couldn't stomach such unpalatable food.

Qin Wu calls her a princess.

That's strange. If she's a princess, why would anyone steal her money?

After much deliberation, Ling Ziqian remembered the memories he had stolen yesterday.

One word popped into my head: fiancé!

After leaving the restaurant, Ning Xian'er gave Ling Ziqian some advice.

But she didn't tell Ling Ziqian her idea right away, worried that he would abandon her once he knew what to do.

"Ask the people around you first, and see where the wholesale market is," Ning Xian'er said softly.

"A wholesale market?" Ling Ziqian was taken aback. "Are we going to buy wholesale goods and set up a stall?"

Ning Xian'er shook her head, "Just do as I say!"

Ling Ziqian was speechless. Was this guy a queen?

He scratched his head awkwardly, "Just so you know, I don't sell anything."

Ning Xian'er felt helpless towards Ling Ziqian. But she couldn't reveal all her ideas, so she said, "Let's find a wholesale market first."

Ling Ziqian was also helpless. He gritted his teeth and asked several people on the street until he finally found out where the wholesale market was.

The two took a bus. After some time, they arrived at the wholesale market.

The wholesale market has a wide variety of goods, including food, drinks, and household items, but the quality is not very good.

The market was bustling with merchants from all over, who were selecting their favorite goods as easily as choosing cabbages.

People were haggling over prices, their spittle flying as they talked. Some had already bought their goods and were pushing carts or carrying them on their shoulders, moving noisily and crowded through the market.

Ning Xian'er had never been to a place like this before. She looked embarrassed, but she had no choice but to go inside.

Ling Ziqian took the lead, while Ning Xian'er held a book in one hand and grabbed Ling Ziqian's clothes with the other, worried about getting lost.

"By the way, what are you planning to buy?" Ling Ziqian turned to Ning Xian'er and asked.

"Something cute, preferably a plush toy," Ning Xian'er said quickly.

Ling Ziqian wanted to complain, but since they were already in this kind of place, there was nothing more to say.

After searching around for a while, the two entered a shop that wholesaled plush toys.

The toy shop wasn't big, but it had several large boxes filled with all sorts of toys. Prices were written on the boxes.

Some dolls come in plastic bags, which are more expensive, while others are not packaged and are just thrown together like trash.

Those unpackaged dolls really do look like trash. Some of them are filthy, while others are clean. These trash dolls are generally about the size of two fists and are priced at 50 cents each.

The boss was a fat man who didn't greet people; anyone wanting to wholesale dolls could just ask and start buying. (Tuan Zongmu Di)

"You still have a little over a hundred yuan, right?" Ning Xian'er pointed to the pile of junk toys. "Let's buy those toys, three hundred of them!"

"So many?" Ling Ziqian was startled. Was this guy planning to gamble everything?

Ning Xian'er looked at Ling Ziqian seriously, "Don't worry, there will definitely be no loss!"

"Are you so sure?" Ling Ziqian frowned. "You bought them to resell, right? Three hundred is a lot. How long will it take to sell them all!"

"We can sell them all in one afternoon!" Ning Xian'er said with absolute confidence.

"What if we lose money? Will we end up sleeping on the streets?" Ling Ziqian was still suspicious, and he concealed the fact that he had earned an extra 600 yuan.

"If I lose money, I'll become an escort and pay for your hotel stay!" Ning Xian'er looked at Ling Ziqian firmly. "So, I absolutely will not lose money, and I absolutely cannot lose money!"

Ling Ziqian was genuinely frightened by her; capitalists can be truly insane!

And so, Ling Ziqian was persuaded by Ning Xian'er.

The two stood in front of the pile of trashy dolls, picking out the pretty ones that weren't dirty.

Half an hour later, Ling Ziqian paid 150 yuan and walked out carrying two large bags of dolls.

Ning Xian'er followed behind, carrying a cardboard box, which was a free gift with the purchase of the doll.

As Ling Ziqian walked out of the wholesale market, he breathed a long sigh of relief. However, this was just the beginning.

"Now, shall we set up a stall?" Ling Ziqian looked at Ning Xian'er.

"There." Ning Xian'er pointed to a supermarket.