"Doesn't this seem too fake?"
Shen Qian couldn't help but question.
This story sounds full of holes, and even Shen Qian himself didn't believe it.
"Oh!" Zhu Deyong waved his hand. "Isn't that the essence of advertising? There will always be some exaggeration. But the point isn't the story, it's that you're actually in our store."
"What do you mean?" Shen Qian asked, somewhat confused.
“Role models!” Zhu Deyong said solemnly, “The power of role models is the strongest, and it can also reassure many parents. In addition, with the reputation of our Kyushu Martial Arts Hall as a national chain, they will naturally be inclined to favor our store.”
Shen Qian nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Zhu Deyong pulled out a contract from somewhere and handed it to Shen Qian to look at.
The contract had few terms, and Zhu Deyong explained each one very clearly. It mainly stipulated that Shen Qian's name and image could not be used for publicity, and that Shen Qian could no longer have any dealings with competitors such as Sihai and Jiutian, etc.
The contract was for a two-year term, and the payment to Chen Qian was a 100,000 yuan prepaid card and a permanent Black Diamond membership.
"Two years is too long." Shen Qian shook his head, deciding to tell the truth after all.
"You'll only be nineteen in two years, that's not a long time, is it?" Zhu Deyong said with a smile.
“But I certainly wasn’t at the same level back then,” Shen Qian said calmly and confidently.
"That year?" Zhu Deyong conceded.
“It’s still a long time, three months,” Shen Qian said, stating the period he could accept.
Zhu Deyong almost jumped up.
But he quickly sat down again.
Because before he went to bed, he said, "Three months have passed, and the college entrance exam is already over."
Zhu Deyong carefully observed Chen Qian's expression and said thoughtfully, "You mean, you'll give me another surprise during the college entrance examination?"
"However, the college entrance examination is not just about martial arts scores."
Shen Qian didn't say anything, he just smiled.
"Alright, three months it is!" Zhu Deyong gritted his teeth, slapped the table, and then pulled out another contract.
Looking at the three-month deadline already filled in, Shen Qian was speechless. "...Did President Zhu prepare for all this?"
"When it comes to negotiations, all possible outcomes must be taken into account."
Zhu Deyong chuckled and said, "However, three months is indeed the minimum period I can accept. As for what happens after that, if the Nancheng store remains lukewarm after the initial reputation is established, that's my problem!"
At this moment, Zhu Deyong displayed the powerful self-confidence unique to businessmen.
He signed the document without hesitation before sinking.
...
Early in the morning, as Shen Qian was taking the public tram to school, she thought about how Zhu Deyong's face had turned green earlier and wanted to laugh.
There was a small additional clause in the contract that all food and beverages below the standard price in the store would be free of charge before the event.
Then the two of them had breakfast together.
Before sinking, I ate thirteen bowls of shrimp wontons.
Zhu Deyong has a poor appetite.
"Getting something for free makes me happy!"
Shen Qian couldn't help but hum a little tune.
There are only 45 days left until the college entrance examination at the school gate. There seems to be a storm brewing in the campus... Well, it's all an illusion, because I saw a couple kissing in the woods.
As Shen Qian entered Class 109, Wang Yangming, who was already there, gave him a strange look and asked, "Why are you here?"
"What do you mean? Can't I come?" Shen Qian asked, confused.
"Wait... isn't Ding Yi leaving? Aren't you going to see him off?"
"Huh?" Shen Qian was taken aback. "When?"
"It was this morning. Last night she and Lin Xiaoqian were talking about this in the group chat... Didn't you see it?" Wang Yangming was very puzzled.
"...Help me ask for leave."
Shen Qian tossed his schoolbag to Wang Yangming and turned to leave.
When Shen Qian went missing, Ding Yi rushed back from Beidu overnight. All the classmates already knew. The male students, after getting through the initial bittersweet period, could only accept the fact that the ordinary Shen Qian had actually won over the strongest school beauty in the history of No. 7 Middle School.
At this moment, everyone burst into good-natured laughter.
He bowed with his hands clasped in front of him, met the astonished face of the math teacher who had just entered the classroom, and quickly disappeared outside the classroom.
...
Jingcheng Civil Aviation Airport.
To save time, he hailed a motorcycle taxi on the street, jumped off, tidied his messy hair, and casually pulled out a hundred-yuan bill, tossing it behind him. "Keep the change!"
"What are you doing? You want two hundred!" But the motorcycle uncle got angry.
Before the whole thing collapsed, all he could do was apologize while pulling out another hundred and stuffing it into the purse strings.
He walked quickly into the airport, glanced at the time, and saw that there were still seventeen minutes until ten o'clock.
He glanced at last night's group chat history on the way here. Ding Yi told Lin Xiaoqian that the takeoff time was 10 o'clock sharp, and considering that boarding required being in advance, it was probably too late...
A wave of unease washed over him.
Ding Yi has been ignoring him lately, but she still answers Shen Qian's calls, though she has no expression and just listens to Shen Qian talk.
Shen Qianqian eventually realized that she was probably waiting for him to explain Huo Ling'er's situation, but things that couldn't be explained simply couldn't be explained...
Let's make another bold assumption: Lin Xiaoqian and Ding Yi could have chatted privately, so why did they have to say these things in the group chat in the middle of the night?
It was probably meant for someone named Shen.
Judging by the time, she was getting a massage just before that point.
If it didn't appear before the plane sank...
"This is unbearable!"
Recently, Chen Qian, whose IQ has increased significantly, has started to quickly formulate Plan B and Plan C in his mind.
Unfortunately, you can't rely on a system that only spouts cheesy pickup lines for this kind of thing... because there's no formula for love.
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