Chapter 370 Entrusting the Principal with the message (4K)

"Take me to the studio someday when no one is around."

Zeng Mi thought about it and sent this message. She was still very curious about the working environment of the company she worked for.

"Okay, anytime. Just tell me in advance when you want to come."

Zeng Wenjie quickly replied to the message, and from their communication, he could feel her desire for a normal life.

All I can say is that everyone has different worries.

Corporate slaves are troubled by working all day, while people who lack freedom are eager to break free from their cages.

Even Mu Qingyang is the same. Her family conditions can be said to be beyond most people, but she just doesn't want to go back to that home.

It was because she felt that when she was outside, no one would think she was redundant.

Zeng Mi simply asked, "If you're free tonight, why not come and have a drink with me?"

Zeng Wenjie didn't expect that there would be a pillow when he was sleepy, and he immediately replied: "Okay, how could I not come when Sister Zeng Mi invited me? I'll also call a colleague from our studio to come with you."

Zeng Mi replied, "You can come alone."

"She's also a girl, and she's very outstanding. Wouldn't it be nice for you to make another friend?"

"Okay then, see you later."

Zeng Wenjie's words hit the nail on the head for Zeng Mi. As a bird in a cage, she naturally lacked friends.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be willing to get along with Ye Yixiuan like this even though she knew that Ye Yixiuan approached her with a purpose.

Many students from the Department of Statistics took advantage of their lunch break to go to the entrepreneurship base and visit the office of the "Hero Killer" project team.

In order not to lose face for Fengyuan, the principal spent some money. The computers and desks are all very high-end, and some small ornaments are not cheap either. The overall look is a bit technological.

On the wall of the office hangs the English logo of "Game Science".

Yang Huan toured the place with his hands behind his back like a seasoned leader and said, "Zeng Gou really has something up his sleeve. His snack shop and gold shop are booming, and his high heels and stockings are incredibly popular online. Now, he's working on a game with Penguin. I don't know what else he wouldn't do!"

Yang Huan's words expressed the thoughts of most students.

The seniors from Fengyuan College left a lot of corpses at the entrepreneurship base, with only the hot pot restaurant and milk tea shop on the first floor still surviving. But Zeng Wenjie was different. He started planning to start a business before the military training was even over, and he actually made it happen!

With the strong boost from "The Voice of China", Malenia has become a real brand-name product.

Anyway, Malenia’s external publicity is that the naming fee is in the billions. A brand that can come up with hundreds of millions in naming fees must be a truly big brand, right?

There is nothing wrong with this kind of promotion, and it is not false advertising. Judging from the current ratings of "The Voice of China" after its launch, it is worthy of a sponsorship fee of hundreds of millions.

"Zeng Wenjie is just the least conspicuous one among our four handsome guys of 621." Wang Bo said pretentiously.

Zeng Wenjie saw that many classmates had come, so he went up to them with a smile, bowed to them, and greeted them, wishing them a happy new year.

Everyone responded politely. After all, Zeng Wenjie's upper limit is difficult to predict, and being able to have a good relationship with such a classmate will be helpful to everyone's future.

Lin Zhenshan couldn't help but sigh, "If things keep going like this, I'm afraid you'll have to take over the entire second floor of the startup base."

Zeng Wenjie felt that it was only a matter of time.

Fengyuan took such good care of him, so he had to leave something for Fengyuan.

Thinking of this, he became more determined to defend the results of his entrepreneurial endeavors.

After the students finished their visit, Zeng Wenjie ran to the principal's office.

The principal was drinking the roasted tea Zeng Wenjie brought from his hometown. He frowned and said, "Why do I feel that the tea I sent this time tastes much better?"

He brewed another cup. The tea was bought by Zeng Wenjie at a store outside the school. After unpacking it, he put it in a black plastic bag to disguise it as tea from his hometown.

The taste is much worse after drinking it.

Zeng Wenjie walked into the office carelessly and saw two cups of tea. He picked up one of them, took a sip, and then spit out the tea on the spot.

"What kind of weird tea is this? It tastes so bad. Teacher Gao, your taste shouldn't be that bad, right?" Zeng Wenjie shouted.

"This is the roasted tea from my hometown that you gave me." The principal said indifferently, having discovered something.

"Oh oh oh...good tea, it's really fucking delicious. I'll drink it, you can do whatever you want!" Zeng Wenjie was stunned, then drank it in one gulp.

The principal immediately smiled and refilled his glass, saying, "Another one."

“…”

The idiom "tying oneself up in a cocoon" is not given for nothing. The ancients were so wise!

Zeng Wenjie thought to himself that next time when he pretended to be roasting tea from his hometown, he would have to buy better tea leaves. He couldn’t just pick up a bag of tea at random, otherwise he would end up hurting himself.

The principal asked, "What's going on? Isn't Director Wang over there? If you have any questions, just go to him directly."

Zeng Wenjie smiled and said, "Can't you come to see Teacher Gao if you have nothing to do?"

The principal said, "Today is your first day of work. As the boss, you should be very busy."

Zeng Wenjie said: "I have come to see Mr. Gao, a wise elder, despite my busy schedule, and to listen to the teachings of this great principal who has nurtured people for a century..."

The principal raised his hand and motioned him to continue playing.

He is old and has heard all kinds of flattery, but he finds Zeng Wenjie's flattery very interesting.

Others always flatter in a roundabout way, but this guy is different. He flatters directly, and the words he uses are lofty and exaggerated, which makes him feel interesting and comfortable.

Zeng Wenjie was at a loss for words before he finally said, "Something has happened to my senior brother. The village BA position I planned might be taken away by someone else. I might even lose the naming rights and copyrights for the next few episodes of The Voice of China."

When the principal heard this, his originally empty eyes suddenly became solid. He looked at Zeng Wenjie and asked, "What news have you heard?"

Zeng Wenjie told the principal all the information he had obtained from Ye Yixiuan yesterday.

The principal picked up the phone on the table and said, "Wait a minute."

He called and directly mentioned Zhuang Aimin's name and asked a few questions.

After receiving the other party's answer, the usually leisurely principal looked solemn and frowned.

"Man proposes, God disposes. I was thinking that after the village BA becomes popular and boosts tourism in Chongshan Province, you can become an ambassador for promoting your hometown's tourism and culture, and then strive to be among the top ten in the country..."

The principal took a big gulp of tea and sighed.

He was also quite helpless. Although he had a wide network of contacts and many students all over the world, he was unable to interfere in such a major personnel change.

Zeng Wenjie continued, "Not only that, my snack shop and gold shop businesses may be lost."

When the principal heard this, his expression immediately turned grim and he asked, "What's going on?"

Zeng Wenjie recounted what happened during dinner with Luo Xin yesterday. The university principal was furious and cursed, "That bastard must have a large amount of ill-gotten gains and wants to use you to cash them out and cleanse them. You're right not to agree. You can't do this kind of thing!"

Zeng Wenjie said: "I poured wine on his face. This feud is complete. If I don't kill him, he will kill me."

The principal looked at Zeng Wenjie and said, "You are not aimless. Tell me what you want me to do."

Zeng Wenjie thought for a moment, then took out the paper from his pocket and handed it to the principal, saying slowly, "I have a secret source who has heard this information. Have your senior brother send someone to investigate these companies. They'll definitely find any problems, and there's a good chance they can bring Luo Hui down."

When the principal opened the paper, he saw the names of several companies written on it. From the names, he knew that they were in the construction industry.

In addition to the company name, two units and several personal names were also written.

The principal looked at Zeng Wenjie deeply, and his eyes became a little complicated.

He found it a little hard to believe. If problems could be found in what was written on the paper, how did Zeng Wenjie obtain it?

But he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he pondered for a moment and said, "I will go to your senior brother's house tonight and talk to him in detail."

Zeng Wenjie smiled and said, "Thank you, Teacher Gao."

The principal sighed and said, "I know you're a good listener and don't want to get involved in these things. The reason you ended up like this is, frankly, because you had no choice. But if you don't explain where you got this information, I'm afraid your senior won't trust you too much in the future..."

As soon as something happened, Zeng Wenjie threw out a trump card as if he had predicted it.

Although such a thing is beneficial to Zhuang Aimin, he would probably feel his scalp tingling and some fear.

"I have my own way," Zeng Wenjie said. "I don't have enough weight, so this matter can only be handled by you, Teacher Gao."

The principal asked, "Have you confirmed that the information is correct?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "I'll guarantee it with my own life."

The principal waved his hand gently at Zeng Wenjie and said, "I understand. You go ahead and do your work. I'll think about it and see how to talk to Zhuang Aimin later."

Zeng Wenjie bowed to the principal, then turned and left the principal's office.

The principal looked at the information on the paper in his hand, and his heart was a little shocked. Logically speaking, this information should be hidden very deeply! But, such crucial information was actually in the hands of a freshman?

Also, he had to think carefully about his wording, otherwise it would easily create a rift between Zhuang Aimin and Zeng Wenjie.

Zeng Wenjie breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the school leaders' office building.

Even if he couldn't deal with Zeng Mi, he could still keep all his properties. Perhaps his relationship with Zhuang Aimin would no longer be as close as before, but this senior brother would not plunder or suppress him.

At dinner time, Zeng Wenjie ate with Mu Qingyang at school, still using her meal card.

The dishes Mu Qingyang ordered this time were chicken legs, fish and blanched vegetables, with almost no oil or water.

"Let's go to the playground later. I'm going to start losing weight!" Mu Qingyang said excitedly.

"Okay." Zeng Wenjie was stunned and nodded.

After arriving at the playground, Mu Qingyang took off his coat and threw it into Zeng Wenjie's hand, then jumped and grabbed the horizontal bar and started doing pull-ups.

Zeng Wenjie saw that she could do twenty pull-ups in one breath, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "If I had known earlier that when Zhang Jianjun was giving you trouble, I should have let you do pull-ups by yourself!"

Mu Qingyang had a little sweat on her forehead. She smiled and said, "But I think you are very handsome!"

Zeng Wenjie was immediately satisfied after hearing this and said, "Then you continue."

He was not worried that Mu Qingyang would become an ugly muscle woman. If muscles were really that easy to train, there wouldn't be so many people injecting steroids into their heads and then ascending to the steroid planet.

Due to hormonal reasons, it is very difficult for girls to grow muscles. If you want to become a so-called muscular girl through pure natural fitness, it is very difficult without ten or eight years of training.

As for those little tanks who worry that they'll become muscular if they go to the gym to lose weight? Tsk, it makes people feel very difficult.

I accompanied Mu Qingyang in training for about forty minutes, and then walked along the playground track to burn off some aerobic energy.

"It's only been a short time since I left my hometown, and I already miss grandma's fried eggs!" Mu Qingyang said as he walked, his cheeks rosy, looking so charming and fresh.

"If you miss her, just call her. Don't hide your longing and love for her." Zeng Wenjie said with a smile.

Mu Qingyang nodded and said, "I'll call grandma when I get back later! But, I can't quite understand the dialect."

Zeng Wenjie said, "It doesn't matter. She can understand you. You can speak your own language. Just like when you didn't understand Russian, we can speak our own language."

Mu Qingyang glanced at him and said, "I understand now, okay? If you have the guts, tell me more."

At around eight o'clock, Zeng Wenjie sent Mu Qingyang back to the dormitory building, and just then he received a call from Zeng Mi.

Zeng Mi smiled and said, "Brother, the teahouse is closed now. You can come and have a drink with me! Well, what would you like to drink today?"

Zeng Wenjie said, "Sister Zeng Mi, just adjust the wine as you see fit. I'm just a country boy and I don't know how to taste wine."

Zeng Mi couldn't help but laugh after hearing this and said, "You're a big boss now, don't say that about yourself!"

Zeng Wenjie said, "I'll call our General Manager Feng and come to see you right away."

After hanging up the phone, Zeng Wenjie immediately called Feng Xiao.

Feng Xiao also knew that her task was arduous, but there was nothing to be nervous about. She was not older than Zeng Mi, but the environment she had grown up in had made her see and hear things far beyond the limitations of her age.

Soon, the two took a taxi to the teahouse.

Feng Xiao looked up at the teahouse sign and said, "Yashe? Tsk, it's a nice name, but the people inside may not have such a refined taste."

Zeng Wenjie said, "Please stop being so sarcastic."

Feng Xiao smiled and followed Zeng Wenjie up the stairs.

Zeng Mi heard footsteps and walked to the door to greet them.

"Sister Zeng Mi, I'm here to have a drink with you. This is Mr. Feng Xiao, one of the directors of our Game Science Studio." Zeng Wenjie introduced.

"Welcome, welcome. Hello, Mr. Feng." Zeng Mi extended her hand enthusiastically to Feng Xiao and shook hands with him.

(End of this chapter)