I really like your sand sculpture group friends

Mo Xiangwen pondered for a moment, then decided to ask directly.

Given Yan Nuoya's personality and his relationship with her, this little thing shouldn't cause her any disgust.

Is that an application for overnight accommodation?

Yan Nuoya was stunned for a moment, then looked up at him with a slightly surprised expression on her face.

However, Yan Nuoya quickly realized how he had guessed it.

“Yes, that’s right.” Yan Nuoya nodded slightly to him. “I did submit an application to stay overnight outside the home.”

Sure enough, although he knew that Yan Nuoya and her roommate... or rather, Yan Nuoya and everyone else didn't get along very well, he didn't expect it to have reached the point where she was so eager to apply for off-campus accommodation.

“Then I’ll go with you.” Mo Xiangwen checked the time on his phone: “We should have enough time.”

"No need." Yan Nuoya smiled. "I'm not a child. You should go to the startup incubation center first. It would be troublesome if the teacher wasn't there."

Mo Xiangwen hesitated for a moment, but did not insist.

"Then I'll be going now, bye-bye."

"Okay, bye-bye."

After saying goodbye to Yan Nuoya, he picked up the transparent file folder on the table and hurriedly headed towards the startup incubation center.

The business incubation center is located in a rather remote area; the further you go in this direction, the fewer students there are on the road.

When he was halfway there, he suddenly saw two people in front of him who looked quite familiar.

In the entire school, there are very few beauties like Su Mengli and Su Mengyao who possess both top-notch looks and the refined temperament of a lady from a prominent family.

Moreover, the two of them almost always wore the same clothes and dressed the same way.

Wherever they go, these two beautiful sisters stand out from the crowd.

Noticing the obvious gaze behind them, Su Mengli and Su Mengyao suddenly stopped and looked at him.

Upon seeing it was him, Su Mengyao's eyes instantly curved into crescents, and the corners of her mouth turned up in a bright smile;

Su Mengli opened her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes trembled, and a faint, gentle smile appeared on her pretty face.

Mo Xiangwen smiled, waved to them, and then jogged over.

Just moments ago, Su Mengyao appeared to be a quiet and beautiful young woman, much like her sister, but now she seemed to have transformed into a completely different person. With a smile on her face and a touch of childlike exuberance, she lightly approached him.

Su Mengyao asked with a grin, "What a coincidence, Xiang Wen, did you just get out of class too?"

"Yes, I rushed over here right after class." Mo Xiangwen smiled. "I hope my entrepreneurship mentor is here this time so I can try to persuade him directly."

Su Mengli chuckled and reassured her, "It's still morning, and it's not break time yet. The teacher should be here."

"I hope it's as you said." Mo Xiangwen nodded, looking at them with some confusion: "By the way, how did you two end up here?"

"Ahem." Su Mengyao coughed lightly, feigning mystery, and said, "Take a guess?"

Although she told him to guess, Su Mengyao couldn't help but keep glancing at Su Mengli's hands.

He followed Su Mengyao's gaze and noticed that on top of the book Su Mengli was holding was a classic mud-colored file folder.

There's no political education department in front of us, and no finance department behind us. The only thing that's related to the documents is the business incubation center.

Mo Xiangwen asked hesitantly, "Could it be that you're also applying to start a business?"

That makes sense, but just because someone has the document bag doesn't mean they have to hand it in right now.

“Yes.” Su Mengli smiled slightly. “Su Mengyao said she wanted to give you a surprise, but who would have thought we’d run into you on the road.”

"A surprise?" Mo Xiangwen frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Hmph." Su Mengyao chuckled mysteriously twice and said, "Simply put, it's this plan..."

Chapter 76 Even the best college students only earn 2000 yuan a month

Mo Xiangwen listened silently as she finished explaining her so-called plan, and couldn't help but give the two of them a thumbs up.

It has to be said, it's good to be rich; you have far more ways to solve problems than you can imagine.

Opening an online store is indeed a pretty good idea, the only downside is that it might be easier to lose money.

But since Su Mengli and Su Mengyao had no intention of making money, but were just using it as a pretext to lend him money for playing games, the fact that he might lose money didn't matter to them.

As for the inspections by teachers and leaders, there are goods piled up here and goods being shipped out, so from the surface, it's really impossible to see any problems.

In other words, the project wasn't very successful because too few goods were shipped.

How many college students can actually succeed in starting their own businesses?

As for the risk of being discovered, that's practically nonexistent. Who doesn't know how to use the boss button and switch screens at work?

Besides, substandard projects don't deserve attention; leaders and teachers rarely inspect them more than a few times a semester.

If all else fails, we can simply follow their suggestion and borrow their office.

The only problem is that I need to repay Su Mengli and Su Mengyao's favors.

Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he wasn't the kind of person who absolutely refused to owe others favors.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have agreed to accept Su Mengli's loan before the college entrance exam.

After a brief hesitation, Mo Xiangwen nodded and said, "If there's really no other way, then I'll have to leave it to you."

His frank attitude surprised Su Mengli, but she quickly smiled and nodded in response.

Su Mengyao's eyes lit up, and she asked, "Then can I join your game development team?"

Good heavens, so this was what he was waiting for.

However, he really didn't expect that Su Mengyao would keep thinking about this matter.

Since she really wants to join in and have some fun, then let her join. Although I don't know what she can do to help, at least with me watching over her, nothing will go wrong.

As for paying salaries... he can barely afford to pay one person, but if it's more than that, he'll have to find another way.

Seeing him deep in thought, Su Mengyao and Su Mengli exchanged a glance, thinking to themselves, "Just as I expected."

Su Mengli shook her head and said softly, "Don't look down on Mengyao."

He paused for a moment, then quickly explained, "It's not that I look down on Su Mengyao, it's just that I really don't know what she's capable of."

"I'm not bragging." Su Mengyao didn't seem to mind at all. Instead, she puffed out her chest and said confidently, "I'm proficient in all the arts, but I haven't really studied programming."

Good heavens! You're proficient in everything from music and chess to calligraphy and painting. You must be some kind of sheltered young lady from a wealthy family.

Mo Xiangwen subconsciously glanced at Su Mengli, seeking confirmation from her whether Su Mengyao was joking.

Su Mengli noticed his gaze and gently shook her head: "Although it's an exaggeration to say she's proficient in everything, she has indeed learned this better than me."

Goodness... if that's the case, then he really is looking down on people.

Chess and calligraphy may not be useful, but playing the zither and painting are probably useful.

Even if I had promised Bai Shishi that I would commission her from her friends to write an article, that would only solve the problem of character illustrations.

In fact, he wasn't sure whether Bai Shishi's friends were always available to take on writing assignments.

He glanced at Su Mengyao cautiously and asked, "The zither you mentioned, what are you referring to?"

"Uh, guqin, guzheng..." Su Mengyao said uncertainly.

"Guqin and Guzheng?" Mo Xiangwen was slightly taken aback, and for a moment thought he had misheard.

Seeing her foolish younger sister's disappointing attitude, Su Mengli couldn't help but sigh and added, "She also plays the piano and violin, which are commonly used instruments."

He figured this young lady was just good at music theory.

It just so happens that he actually knows very little about this area and originally planned to use free materials or order them online.

If someone could take care of this for him, learn the software, or get in control, that would be ideal.

"What about the painting?"

Su Mengyao looked away and remained silent for a long time. Mo Xiangwen rarely saw a hint of shyness on her face.

"Ink painting, such as landscape painting, bamboo and willow paintings?" Su Mengyao's voice grew softer and softer until he could barely hear her anymore.

He had never felt such a strong urge to criticize as he did today. Was your mother some kind of sheltered young lady from a prestigious family with a long history? The things she taught you had such a heavy historical feel to them.

Although he had previously thought the sisters had the air of wealthy young ladies, this was now a rather stereotypical view.

Seeing his reaction, Su Mengyao was afraid he would disagree, so she explained nervously, "If I try hard, I can draw people too."

Mo Xiangwen paused for a moment, then asked, "Just in case, may I ask if you know how to use a graphics tablet and drawing software?"

Su Mengyao was immediately embarrassed and angry, her pretty face slightly red as she said, "I'm just better at ink painting, it doesn't mean I can't do anything else."

Well, this young lady seems pretty impressive, a true all-rounder.

He was a complete novice when it came to game development, and he wasn't sure if all the skills this young lady possessed were actually useful.

In fact, he never even intended to pursue game development as a career.

I just mean that if I'm having fun and achieving results, I plan to keep doing this.

If you're unhappy with your work and aren't achieving results, you should still quit.

There are other paths to work and entrepreneurship that don't involve interacting with people, such as indie game development.

He had no intention of crowdfunding or attracting investment, so he had no psychological burden when he ran away.

But... he silently glanced at Su Mengyao's expectant yet uneasy expression, and then at Su Mengli, whose expression was almost identical to her sister's.

At this point, it's hard to say that making games is just something to do for fun.

Mo Xiangwen forced a stiff smile: "I think it's pretty good. Why don't we give it a try first, and if..."

If we fail, we'll just run away. These words were on the tip of my tongue, but I just couldn't bring myself to say them.

“It’s a deal then.” Su Mengyao nodded vigorously: “After the startup application is approved, my sister and I will make games with you.”

Mo Xiangwen was taken aback. He looked at Su Mengli, blinked his tired eyelids, and felt as if he had misheard something.

"What's wrong? Aren't you welcome?" Su Mengli winked playfully at him, feigning anger, "What Mengyao can do, I can do too, and my gaming skills and understanding are pretty good, right?"

...Okay, even the most outstanding college students only earn 2000 yuan a month.

The thought had barely crossed his mind when he immediately dismissed it. Mo Xiangwen thought through gritted teeth.

Oh well, he can't afford to lose face like that.

By the way, if it's appropriate later, could we upgrade them to partners and maybe reduce the amount they receive?

Chapter Seventy-Seven: Facing Old Li

When I knocked on the office door again, it wasn't the familiar voice of senior Wang Bin that answered, but a deep and powerful voice.

"Please come in."

Mo Xiangwen and the two women exchanged glances. It seemed that "Old Li" was indeed there this time, so the trip wouldn't have been in vain.

He twisted the handle, pushed open the door, and went in first, followed closely by Su Mengli and Su Mengyao.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Wang Bin, the senior I had met before, and that unknown senior girl discussing something in hushed tones.

The next moment, his gaze was drawn to an elderly gentleman behind the desk, whose hair was gray and whose face was kind yet dignified.

Although the old gentleman looked quite old, his eyes behind his glasses were bright and piercing.

This person must be the Mr. Li that Senior Wang Bin mentioned, he thought.

Noticing the door open, Wang Bin put down his pen, glanced at him, and nodded slightly as a greeting.

"Hello, Teacher Li." Mo Xiangwen paused for a moment, then added, "Hello, senior students."

Old Li half-removed his glasses and squinted slightly as he looked at the three people who entered.

The young man leading the group was alright; although he looked respectable, he had seen a lot of people.

But those two girls behind me look kind of familiar.

"What's the matter with you?"

Old Li turned his gaze back to him and asked in a deep voice.

Mo Xiangwen hesitated for a moment, but instead of immediately taking out the two documents from the file bag, he chose the one on top.