Chapter 132 Silky Pretend

Otherwise, Ouyang Yun and others would unanimously agree that Zeng Wenjie is the coolest.

He bit the hem of his clothes and hung on the horizontal bar to do hanging leg raises, while asking Mu Qingyang to pat his abdominal muscles.

"Pah pah pah~"

Well, "pa pa pa" can be more than just the sound of "pa pa pa".

Mu Qingyang's face was flushed, and he was taking pictures with great enthusiasm.

After the morning exercise, Zeng Wenjie naturally and unceremoniously asked Mu Qingyang to use his meal card to treat him to breakfast to supplement protein.

He even felt justified in thinking that it was Mu Qingyang who caused him to lose protein yesterday, and she should pay to make up for it.

When Zeng Wenjie arrived at the snack shop, it was opening time.

As soon as the door opened, customers came in and started buying snacks.

Yesterday's event had a great publicity effect. Many customers bought big bags of missing teeth as soon as they came in. I don't know whether they were going to eat them themselves or to play a prank on their friends.

When Ye Yixiuan came to inspect, she was surprised to find that the store had an astonishing number of people.

Ye Qiansheng cockily raised his head towards her and said, "Go shopping on your own. I don't have time to entertain you!"

Ye Yixiuan had a cold face and calmly observed the layout of the store, as well as the unique slogans and panda expressions.

She found that the young guests were very interested in the slogans and pandas, and many even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

"Sister Xuan is here!" Zeng Wenjie gave Ye Yixiuan a smile.

"Is business good?" Ye Yixiuan said.

"Well, today's revenue should exceed ten thousand." Zeng Wenjie said with a smile.

It is not an easy task to open a store in Fengzhou and achieve a revenue of over 10,000 yuan!

Fengzhou is not as good as those first-tier cities. Although it is the provincial capital, it is at most ranked third or fourth tier, and its purchasing power is much lower than that of first- and second-tier cities.

Judging from the current monetary value, achieving daily revenue of over 10,000 yuan in a first-tier city is quite impressive, let alone in Fengzhou!

Ye Qiansheng and Shi Jing were very busy in the store, constantly running into the small warehouse to unpack boxes and carry out snacks to replenish the shelves.

The three women, Fu Qianzhu, Liu Xu and Liu Qi, were busy weighing, bagging and checking out. Their division of labor was clear and they never stopped working.

Zeng Wenjie, the slut who has gradually evolved into a dog capitalist, helps out occasionally, and spends most of her time chatting and laughing with the guests.

But this is also his ability. If he can make the customers happy, they will come again next time.

Today, Zeng Wenjie offered a generous discount and also asked the processing plant to deliver a lot of goods, intending to sell them all in one go.

Ye Yixiuan asked Zeng Wenjie to get her a bag of missing teeth. After taking a bite, her whole body turned red, and her cold and aloof temperament was instantly broken.

"This thing actually sells so well, are these college students all idiots?!" Ye Yixiuan was shocked.

Hu Guohua arrived late at this time and was surprised to see that the business in the store was booming.

"Brother Bi, go and help Niu Bai." Zeng Wenjie immediately gave orders.

"Fuck, you have to treat me to a good meal?" Hu Guohua asked in surprise.

When he found that his dirty words attracted the stern gaze of an abstinent lady, he immediately shut his mouth, lowered his head and went to Shi Jing to help.

Ye Yixiuan stayed in the snack shop for about an hour and left without saying goodbye, digesting the slight shock in her heart.

She took out her phone and called Zhuang Aimin, "Boss, Xiao Zeng's snack shop is doing booming business today. I'm afraid our daily revenue could exceed ten thousand!"

Zhuang Aimin was also a little surprised after hearing this and said, "Over ten thousand? No kidding!"

Ye Yixuan hummed, and said, "The people in the store are so busy that they're almost flying. He just said that the sales can exceed ten thousand."

Zhuang Aimin pondered for a moment and said, "My junior brother is really capable! If his sales exceed ten thousand, I can make his snack shop even more popular, as a way of returning the favor."

As a leader in a high position, it is very simple to ask a reporter from a daily newspaper to interview a college student who has achieved a daily revenue of over 10,000 yuan in his freshman year.

Moreover, this kind of news is very topical and can attract widespread attention. I'm afraid all the reporters would be willing to rush to interview it.

Zeng Wenjie has a record of daily revenue exceeding 10,000 yuan, so if he brings him into the team as a consultant and planner, there won't be too much external interference.

Zhuang Aimin felt that Fengyuan was a place with good feng shui. After so many years, such a monster appeared here.

Since it was the weekend, the snack shop had a lot of customers, and students from major universities and vocational schools around Fengyuan were also attracted.

The busy meal made the people in the restaurant take turns to go out to eat, and each of them just had a bowl of noodles.

Zeng Wenjie was busy until two o'clock, then he said he had something to discuss with Mr. Chen from the spicy snack factory and left.

Mu Qingyang stood at the side of the school gate waiting for him.

Qin Jun drove his Audi past and stopped, rolled down the window, and said, "Where are you going? I'll give you a ride!"

Just as Mu Qingyang was about to shake his head to refuse, he saw Zeng Wenjie coming up.

"We're going to Cross Street. Senior, you're such a nice person. You know it's hard to get a taxi on weekends, and you're willing to take us there!" Zeng Wenjie came up to him directly, not caring about his face or his life, and smiled shamelessly.

Mu Qingyang was stunned for a moment, then said to Qin Jun, "Senior, you are a good person."

Qin Jun felt as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly, but the words had already been spoken. It would be rude to drive away at this time. He could only nod and say, "Get in."

Zeng Wenjie opened the car door and got in, waving to Mu Qingyang repeatedly.

"Is this bastard trying to jinx me? Damn it..." Qin Jun cursed in his heart.

Qin Jun just received a call from his father.

"Hey, Qin Jun, what have you thought about? You don't have much academic pressure in your senior year, so come and work in my factory and take over my shift when the time comes." Qin's father said.

Qin Jun turned on the hands-free modem and said calmly while driving, "Your pharmaceutical company only makes four or five million in profit a year. I want to venture out into society for a couple of years before deciding."

Father Qin sighed and said, "Young people are always unwilling to listen to advice. It would be better for you to go out and try your luck. You will be more mature when you come back."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Jun couldn't help but look at Mu Qingyang's expression through the rearview mirror. He felt that he was pretending to be so smooth and fluent, as if he had eaten Dove chocolate.

Then, Zeng Wenjie's cell phone rang. It was Zeng Xiangdong calling, and he was also on speakerphone.

"Son, there's a big harvest in the mine today. We dug out more than 100 kilograms of gold, and the purity is 80%! When I refine it, I will immediately melt it into a 50-kilogram gold brick and send it to you." Zeng Xiangdong said excitedly.

"You're amazing! You let me spend 300,000 to buy this abandoned mine, and I've already dug out 260 kilograms of gold. Hahahaha——"

Qin Jun was stunned and almost ran a red light.

Mu Qingyang couldn't help but show a hint of surprise on his face. More than 100 kilograms of gold? How much would that be worth?

Zeng Wenjie said, "No need. You can sell half and keep the other half. Once you've dealt with them, you can bring the gold bricks to Fengzhou."

Zeng Xiangdong also realized that he had shipped too much today and was too excited, so he laughed and said, "Okay, okay, I won't say anymore. I'll go refine it first! Several people from the bank rushed to pick up the goods today."

Zeng Wenjie turned around and said to Mu Qingyang, "Keep a low profile and don't tell anyone that I'm a second-generation rich man!"

"Hmm..." Mu Qingyang nodded seriously.

"And you, senior, have to keep this secret for me too!"

Qin Jun opened his mouth, then nodded dully, cursing a thousand times in his heart.

(End of this chapter)