Chapter 242 Obtained Wang Bo's Approval

Mu Qingyang always has some snacks hidden in his pocket.

Sometimes, when Zeng Wenjie wanted Ouyang Yun to give up her seat and didn’t bring any snacks, she would pay for them out of her own pocket.

"Let's go, let's go back to school!" Zeng Wenjie felt embarrassed because his mouth was full of alcohol, so he didn't do anything too inappropriate.

Mu Qingyang smiled immediately. He didn't expect that this guy would be embarrassed sometimes.

Zeng Wenjie said, "I made Chen Lianfang bleed profusely today. I'm so happy!"

Mu Qingyang asked, "Why do you feel good when he bleeds profusely?"

Zeng Wenjie laughed and said, "When we first opened the snack shop, he didn't want to cooperate with me. I almost wore out my lips before he agreed! Now you can see that things have changed. Our snack shop is making over 20,000 yuan a day. Isn't he going to beg me for help?"

Mu Qingyang nodded and said, "Indeed, your resume is quite impressive now! The snack shop is very successful and generates considerable revenue. Coupled with the successful marketing of the gold shop, it is enough to prove your commercial value and strength."

After all, Mu Qingyang's family background is there. He has been influenced by it since he was a child and has developed a good business sense.

When Zeng Wenjie wanted to open a snack shop, she gave him a lot of suggestions, which coincided with Zeng Wenjie's ideas.

"Wow, it's snowing. We can go build a snowman tomorrow!" Mu Qingyang suddenly looked up and saw small white snowflakes falling from the sky.

Zeng Wenjie was stunned. It was snowing. Christmas was coming soon, and it was time to prepare for a new round of Christmas marketing!

Otherwise, he would be called a dog capitalist. Mu Qingyang thought of making a snowman, and he immediately thought of doing Christmas marketing, and he was obsessed with money.

"However, what should we do when the craze of your lottery event is over and other gold shops copy it?" Mu Qingyang asked when he raised his hand and saw his glittering gold bracelets.

"Hey, I have plenty of ways to deal with them! It's enough to be one version ahead of them each time." Zeng Wenjie said.

"Well, it's indeed enough. As long as we can attract a group of loyal customers every time, we will never have to worry about selling gold jewelry." Mu Qingyang nodded disappointedly.

She felt that Zeng Wenjie's idea of ​​asking her to support him after he went bankrupt was gradually shattered.

However, it seems that Zeng Wenjie is quite happy to see him shining!

Zeng Wenjie said, "I'll take you to build a snowman tomorrow morning. Get your gloves ready."

Mu Qingyang nodded happily again and said, "Okay."

Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but reach out and touch her head. He thought Xiao Mu was so cute and easy to coax.

Mu Qingyang returned to the dormitory and found that his three roommates all looked at him at the same time.

"Oh, I thought you weren't coming back and were going to get a room outside!"

"Huh? Didn't this bastard suggest that we get a room outside to rest since it's late?"

"Mumu, you still remember to go home!"

Mu Qingyang had been told so much by them that she started to resist. She rolled up her sleeves and asked, "How did you know Zeng Wenjie gave me the broken gold bracelet?"

Jiang Yu took a look at the bag of toilet paper and a pack of wet wipes he had drawn, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Ouyang Yun looked at the tray of eggs and the box of toilet paper on the table. These were what she had drawn.

Niu Fangfang was lucky and got a pair of Marlenya high heels, so she performed well.

Chu Qingbai came to the door of their dormitory at this time and said, "Cao Feng just brought me some midnight snacks, but I don't want to eat them. Do you want some?"

Mu Qingyang turned around and asked, "How did you know Zeng Wenjie gave me a gold bracelet?"

“…”

Chu Qingbai looked at the broken gold bracelets on her hand that blinged, blinged, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Then he said, "You are sick, I don't know."

Mu Qingyang said happily: "Don't you know now?"

Chu Qingbai glared at her fiercely, turned around and left, feeling a little envious.

What is going on?

"Zeng Wenjie's gold shop business is booming. Do you know how much the revenue is today?" Ouyang Yun looked at Mu Qingyang curiously and asked.

"I accompanied him to dinner with two bosses, and he said he had made over a million." Mu Qingyang was an honest man and said it directly.

The dormitory suddenly became eerily silent.

They thought it was incredible that Zeng Wenjie used his bonus to open a snack shop and the daily revenue exceeded ten thousand. Now, he opened a gold shop and broke one million in a single day, which is even more outrageous!

"I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. I'll go build a snowman with him tomorrow morning!" Mu Qingyang said happily, not even bothering to turn on the computer.

Anyway, the good netizen has been slacking off recently, delaying updates for various reasons. She has almost used up all her manuscripts, and readers are urging her to continue. After being scolded so much, she has given up and doesn't even give a reason for asking for leave.

"Please update, Totai!!!"

A reader with the online name "Tudou" flooded the comment section. Since the "Resurrected Tolstoy" often delayed updates, readers affectionately called Mu Qingyang "Tolstoy".

Zeng Wenjie was reading the book review section at the moment. After seeing his comment, he couldn't help but laugh. Are you going to ask for updates one day too?

In 2006, why don’t you play Honor of Kings for me?

He opened the online store and took a look. Some gold jewelry had already been put on the shelves, but the webpage was not perfect enough and needed further improvement.

"Hey, youngest brother, you smell of alcohol, where have you been having fun again?" Lin Zhenshan came back from playing cards, holding a handful of change in his hand, his face flushed.

Apparently, he went to 626 and won a lot.

He raised the banknotes in his hand and said, "I won over a hundred dollars, boss. I'll treat you to breakfast tomorrow!"

Zeng Wenjie was startled and asked, "Boss, do you know that my gold shop's revenue today is one million?"

Lin Zhenshan's raised hand froze in mid-air.

Xu Chuan couldn't help but exclaimed in shock, "Young Master Duo? You mean Young Master Duo? If you say one more zero, you'll lose ten years of your life!"

Wang Bo crossed his arms with a stern expression and said, "Awesome! You, Zeng Wenjie, have earned my approval!"

He rushed into the dormitory, opened the forum, and started posting to show off.

Xiao Zeng opened a gold shop under my guidance, beat two giants, and achieved a single-day revenue of one million. He was recognized by me, Wang Bo!

"Wang Bo's recognition" is a hot topic on the Fengyuan Forum, and even the neighboring major university has followed suit.

From time to time, someone would post on the forum about their test scores or certificates, and ask, "Did you get Wang Bo's approval today?"

"Doulei Laomou, I have foreseen that a tragedy is about to happen..." said Lin Zhenshan.

Xu Chuan also took a deep breath and said slowly: "It's so terrifying! I don't know how he can pretend to be so arrogant."

Zeng Wenjie turned off the computer, washed up, and went to bed.

He slept comfortably until early the next morning. Before dawn, he got up and sent a text message to Mu Qingyang while packing.

Mu Qingyang was wrapped up tightly today, with a furry earmuff on his head, which made him look very cute.

Zeng Wenjie, who claims to be 180cm tall but is actually 179cm tall, wore a cool windbreaker, jeans and Martin boots. He didn't even wear thermal underwear. He would rather shiver with cold than feel restrained.

"Have a bowl of hot beef noodles, and then go build a snowman!" Zeng Wenjie said, pulling Mu Qingyang's little hand.

"Add chicken legs and braised eggs!" Mu Qingyang cheered.

(End of this chapter)