Chapter 33: Class monitor? Not even a dog can be one!
Looking at Song Yuncheng's embarrassed back as he fled, Chen Yansen smiled lightly.
There was still a steady stream of new students reporting in this morning. There was a long queue in front of the telecom booth, all of them were students applying for campus cards.
Several young and beautiful "school girls" had already received the phone cards, but they still refused to leave and surrounded Chen Yansen, asking about his relationship status.
"You asked so many detailed questions, do you want to be my girlfriend?"
Chen Yansen was annoyed by the questions and just went for a straight answer.
When the girls heard this, most of them blushed and shook their heads like rattles. They had asked the most aggressive questions just now, but now they were the most cowardly.
"Senior, I want to be your girlfriend. Should I make an appointment or wait in line?"
There was only one person who was not afraid of death and asked a question in a playful manner.
Chen Yansen looked in the direction of the voice and a tall girl came into view. She was wearing a light green T-shirt and a tassel skirt, and her long, soft hair was casually tied into a bun.
Her skin is so white that it is almost glowing, her facial features are delicate and lively, and a teardrop mole the size of a grain of rice hangs at the corner of her eye, adding a unique charm.
"Let's introduce ourselves first, and see if we are compatible?"
What is Chen Yansen's identity? He is the chairman of Feiyu Technology and the CEO of the largest live broadcast company in Shanghai. He has evaluated so many female anchors and Cosplayers that he will not be afraid of a little girl.
"My name is Su Meiling. I'm from Luzhou. I'm a freshman majoring in journalism this year. My date of birth is written on your registration form."
Su Meiling's eyebrows were curved, and there was a smile on the corners of her lips. She spoke in a generous and generous manner.
Classmates from the same class? Chen Yansen was slightly startled, squinting his eyes and looking at the other person again, but he had no impression in his mind. However, the three words "Su Meiling" made him feel a little familiar.
That’s right!
In the previous life, the League Secretary of the 10th Journalism Class seemed to be called this name! Damn Tang Zhenzhe, it seems that he had a crush on her for four years!
"Sorry, junior, my mom doesn't allow me to date a girl with the last name Su."
Chen Yansen spread his hands and said helplessly.
As soon as these words were spoken, the girls around him burst into laughter.
Su Meiling's cheeks were slightly red. Although she was rejected, Chen Yansen's reason was too outrageous, so she smiled and said, "Then senior, please ask my aunt what surname she likes in girls. If not, I will go to the inspection office to change my surname."
"No problem! I'll call you when I figure it out."
Chen Yansen made an 'OK' gesture, said no more, and continued to work.
Su Meiling breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this. Although she looked more mature than the average freshman, she was essentially just a freshman entering college. She hit a snag the first time she took the initiative. It would be a lie to say she wasn't upset.
Then, he quietly left the crowd.
It was not until 10 a.m. that Chen Yansen welcomed his first 'roommate agent'. Unexpectedly, the person who came was neither the 'busybody' Meng Xibo nor the 'suit man' Tang Zhenzhe, but Song Yang who seemed to have some social anxiety.
"You are a rich second-generation, competing with a bunch of poor students for food?"
Chen Yansen looked at him with a strange expression and couldn't help muttering in his heart.
"Brother Sen Sen, can't I do it?"
Song Yang felt uneasy when Chen Yansen looked at him, and asked timidly.
"Of course, but do you know where the music school is? Which buildings are the girls' dormitories in? Which cafeteria tastes the best?"
Chen Yansen nodded first, then asked a series of questions.
"I understand, thank you, Brother Sen."
Song Yang was speechless after being asked this question. The enthusiasm in his eyes suddenly disappeared. He lowered his head and turned around to go back to the dormitory.
"Why are you in such a hurry? What I mean is, if you want to sell campus cards, you have to get familiar with the campus environment first. Otherwise, how can you strike up a conversation with the younger students?"
Chen Yansen rolled his eyes and scolded unhappily.
Then, he added the other party's QQ number and sent a copy of the "Xucheng College Freshman Guide", and then explained: "Memorize it within an hour, and try to sell all these cards today."
While speaking, he handed Song Yang 10 campus cards.
"Thank you, Brother Sen. I'll recite it right away."
Song Yang was stunned, the gloom on his face disappeared, and he sincerely thanked Chen Yansen.
But this thank you was obviously much more sincere than before.
After Song Yang left, Tang Zhenzhe, Zhu Xiaopeng, Meng Xibo and Wang Zhengqiang came slowly.
Chen Yansen didn't waste any time. He gave each person 10 cards. After all, they were not the designated welcome staff of the department and they were not wearing the iconic vests. So if they could sell 10 cards, it was a pretty good result.
After five o'clock in the afternoon, the flow of people dropped sharply and the orientation points of various departments became deserted.
"How is it? Is the final data out?"
Gu Wenwen stood behind Chen Yansen and asked anxiously.
"There are still 13 agents who have not responded. If all the phone cards they have are sold out, the number of new users who have opened cards in the past two days will be 4,160."
Chen Yansen raised his head, his tone calm but with a hint of dissatisfaction.
The total number of freshmen at Xucheng College and Xucheng Health College should be more than 6,700. He developed second-level agents and forced Zhao Maolin to upgrade the campus card package, but he did not expect that they only accounted for a little over 60% of the market share.
"Just be content. You made hundreds of thousands in two days. This money can buy two new houses in the downtown area of Xucheng. I am the one who has a hard life. I have been busy all the time, but I can't even make a fraction of what you have."
Seeing his dissatisfied face, Gu Wenwen sighed softly and complained sadly.
"Buy two houses? I can't live in both of them! How about, Sister Wenwen, you live in one?"
Chen Yansen said jokingly with a smile on his face.
"Why, you still want to keep a beautiful girl in a golden house? How old are you?"
Gu Wenwen was amused by him and laughed continuously, and her plump figure trembled slightly.
"I'm eighteen."
Chen Yansen deliberately moved closer to Gu Wenwen and replied in a low voice, his tone sounding soft and mean.
"I asked about your age!"
Gu Wenwen's face flushed, she took a step back and said loudly.
"I was talking about age, what did Sister Wenwen think it was?"
Chen Yansen blinked and asked back with an innocent look.
"Stop! No one is allowed to mention what happened just now! Manager Zhao asked me to tell you that I'll invite you to the Galaxy Star at 8 o'clock tonight."
Gu Wenwen knew that she was no match for Chen Yansen, so she quickly called a halt and changed the subject.
"Tell Brother Zhao tomorrow. I have to hold a class meeting tonight."
Chen Yansen thought for a moment and smiled faintly.
"Okay, then we'll leave first. If you're free later, come find me in the city. I'll treat you to dinner and a song."
Gu Wenwen nodded, started packing up the materials, and prepared to go home.
Chen Yansen said "hmm", and after logging into QQ, he found that there was a new group chat named "8302" on the list. It turned out that after Song Yang added him, he also pulled the others in.
"Brother Sen, the class meeting will be held at 18:00. I heard that there will be an election for class monitor. If you run, you will definitely win." Meng Xibo @Chen Yansen in the group.
"Brother Sen, there's a guy named Li Wenhao in the next dormitory. He's been canvassing for votes for himself everywhere under the guise of visiting neighbors all afternoon. You must pay attention to him." Zhu Xiaopeng added.
"Brother Sen, I'm in the classroom and I've saved a good seat for you." Song Yang suddenly said in the group.
"@SongYang, Yangyang, no wonder I didn't see you when I returned to the dormitory just now, why didn't you invite us to join you?" Zhu Xiaopeng asked in the group.
"Class monitor? Not even a dog can be one! @Tang Zhenzhe Azhe, are you interested? I fully support you to be the leader of the 10th Journalism Class."
Chen Yansen cut off a paragraph of text and sent it out.
“???” Tang Zhenzhe didn’t know how to reply, so he could only type a few question marks.
(End of this chapter)
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