Chapter 276: Being a First-Class Dog
After making his presence felt in front of the professor, Zeng Wenjie went to a snack shop outside the school.
In view of his successful entrepreneurial achievements, the professors no longer gave him any hardship, although Zeng Wenjie's professional course level was a mess, probably not even as good as a high school student.
As long as the genius does not die, there will be no problem for Zeng Wenjie to get his diploma, and it is very likely that he will be admitted to graduate school.
As for Xiao Mu, there is no need to worry about her at all. She is simply a treasure in the hands of the professors.
As soon as I arrived at the store, I saw Ye Yixiuan's black Audi A6 parked on the side of the road.
"Sister Xuan, how come you have time to come to my store today?" Zeng Wenjie asked after entering the store.
Then, he was met with Ye Qiansheng's extremely contemptuous gaze.
Zeng Wenjie looked left and right, but didn't see Ye Yixiuan's cool and beautiful figure.
Shi Jing said, "Brother Ye drove the Audi here today, but Sister Xuan didn't come."
Zeng Wenjie was so embarrassed that he picked his feet. Okay, okay, this is how you play it, right? It makes him look like a bootlicker!
However, what if the target is Ye Yixiuan?
Ye Yixuan couldn't do it either, even though she came from a wealthy family and was Zhuang Aimin's secretary...
Woof woof woof!
Zeng Wenjie coughed and asked, "Why did you come here in Ye Yixuan's car?"
Ye Qiansheng said, "She accompanied the leader on an inspection tour today and took the bus. She asked me to drive her car to buy some snack gift packs."
Zeng Wenjie said, "Tsk, Ye Yixuan is really something. Just give her a call and let her know. For big customers like this, we'll deliver directly to their door."
Ye Qiansheng looked at him with even more contempt, what a hypocritical dog.
I just thought Ye Yixiuan was here, so I called her "Sister Xuan", but now I call her by her name. Where is your mother Xuan?
It seems that Ye Yixiuan's work has become easier after the recording of "The Voice of China" started.
That's true. This work is being handled by a professional team, and it won't be of much use for Ye Yixiuan to watch over it every day.
However, Zeng Wenjie felt that Zhuang Aimin was too anxious. The earliest the program could be broadcast would probably be after January 10th, and it would be the Chinese New Year soon. It was not a good idea to broadcast it at this time.
Zhuang Aimin's plan is to finish recording and broadcasting the blind audition stage first, and to wait until after the Chinese New Year to hold the rematch, semi-finals and finals.
Zeng Wenjie could also understand this good senior brother. After all, it was not easy to come up with such an idea, and the situation was turbulent up there. It was the time to seize the opportunity and jump up. How could he delay?
Zeng Wenjie guessed that it wouldn't be long before his good senior brother would call him to visit Taixiang.
After all, it was he who came up with the idea of "Village BA", and now that it has grown to a certain scale, he must be asked to give advice.
Zeng Wenjie was determined to cling to his senior brother's thighs and build a golden image for himself, but he would not get involved in any operations that crossed the line and would run his own business seriously.
Accumulate more, and when the Internet industry explodes, you can dominate the world forever?
Yesterday was Christmas Eve and today is Christmas.
But Christmas is on Monday, so business was very busy yesterday. Today, the students all went to class, so the number of customers is much less than yesterday.
Feng Xiao had nothing to do, so he came to the store to help. During holidays, the snack shop would be very busy and needed manpower.
Fortunately, those who "don't eat coriander" still have a bottom line, except during Qingming Festival and Zhongyuan Festival.
"Hey, it's rare that you're in the store." Feng Xiao smiled after seeing Zeng Wenjie.
"What's so rare about this? The snack shop will always be my foundation!" Zeng Wenjie said with his head held high.
Feng Xiao had her hair tied up in a bun today and was wearing a queen-like casual outfit. Her face looked more beautiful than usual, and the bun really added to her beauty, making Zeng Wenjie unable to help but take a few more glances.
"The sales of lucky beads have started to decline." Feng Xiao said.
"It's normal. Those brand stores have started to copy! They must have already stocked the products in stores in major cities. It's only natural that our sales have decreased." Zeng Wenjie shrugged and said.
Feng Xiao said, "A courier just arrived at the office. I signed for it. The address says it's from the Forbidden City Museum in Beijing."
Zeng Wenjie perked up after hearing this, rubbing his hands together and saying, "Hehe... Now, those brands can't copy me anymore! If they copy me again, I'll send a lawyer's letter of warning."
Feng Xiao glanced at him and said, "Are you so confident?"
Zeng Wenjie nodded and said, "Our store has a light luxury style, and with the support of international brands, the high-end route is feasible! Especially with the collaboration with the Palace Museum, I can't say it will be a blockbuster, but sales will definitely be no problem. Don't underestimate the vanity of the rich."
Feng Xiao thought this made sense. She had seen the "Forbidden City Series" in advance, and they were indeed very high-end. In addition, the collaboration with the Palace Museum immediately raised the level of prestige.
But after hearing Zeng Wenjie's outrageous pricing, Feng Xiao still felt a little worried.
Zeng Wenjie felt that he had a much better conscience. At least it was better than selling diamonds. Once you bought diamonds, their value would skyrocket!
Gold can still be sold by weight!
"The work intensity is getting higher and higher, remember to eat more." Zeng Wenjie took advantage of the fact that no one was around and reached out to pat Feng Xiao's butt.
The elasticity is amazing, probably even more curled than Chris Paul's.
Feng Xiao walked away expressionlessly, with a slightly arrogant look on her face. Outside, she always drew a clear line between herself and Zeng Wenjie.
Ye Qiansheng walked quietly to Feng Xiao and asked in a low voice, "Can I take a picture?"
Feng Xiao said calmly, "Then you have to think about whether it would hurt if Ye Yixuan slapped you."
After hearing this, Ye Qiansheng couldn't help but spread his hands and said, "Mrs. Feng, you really have no conscience. After all, I was the one who took the bottle for you."
Feng Xiao said with a double meaning, "You are not eighteen."
Ye Qiansheng was immediately heartbroken, and walked away with a pout to go back to work.
Although Ye Yixuan went with Zhuang Aimin to inspect, Zeng Wenjie still had to go to the recording site of "The Voice of China" to show his attitude. He couldn't just sit there and do nothing after finishing his own recording. Moreover, he had to communicate with the four mentors on some matters.
Although the copyright is in his hands, he still needs to sell the portraits of the four mentors to make money, so he has to communicate in advance and give what he deserves. He cannot narrow the path.
When I came to "The Voice of China", I ran into Chen Lianfang, whose name sounds extremely feminine.
"Hey, Mr. Chen, you are here too?" Zeng Wenjie asked.
"Huh? Mr. Zeng, why are you here too? Oh, I see, you are here to advertise..." Chen Lianfang showed the "Taishang Laojun & Sun Wukong" emoticon.
Zeng Wenjie said expressionlessly, "I am the title sponsor of The Voice of China and the chief planner of this program."
Chen Lianfang stood there in a daze, as if struck by lightning.
"No...you...you are a college student? You...this..."
"Yes, I'm a serious and distinguished university student from a second-tier university!" Zeng Wenjie said righteously, "Is there a problem?"
Chen Lianfang was completely silenced by him. He didn't know what was going on, but he now felt a bit disgusted with college students!
Just then, four mentors came out chatting and laughing. When they saw Zeng Wenjie, they waved and greeted him enthusiastically.
Chen Lianfang was dumbfounded: Damn it, we have to invest in this advertisement, and we have to increase the investment!
Zeng Wenjie ran up with his Christmas snack gift bag and said, "Thank you for your hard work, teachers. I have prepared some small gifts for you."
Then, Zeng Wenjie winked at the photographer frantically.
The photographer who had tried several of his soft packs understood what he meant and focused his camera on the "Snack Panic" gift pack.
(End of this chapter)
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