Chapter 53 Contact Information - Back to 18, I became rich by spending money
"Okay, now that you've taken a look, I can go back and report." Qi Shen felt like he had completed an important task and breathed a sigh of relief.
Meng Qinghe didn't say anything, just smiled.
After Qi Shen finished training and returned to the dormitory to take a shower, he saw the words on his phone, "Do you have WeChat? Send me a push."
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After a closer look, this person is Meng Qinghe?
I sent a message and asked, "Has your account not been hacked?"
After a few seconds, I received a "Get lost"
Qi Shen saw the word "roll", oh, it's me.
Suddenly, the gossipy heart was aroused, and he quickly asked, "Brother Meng, are you moved? Is the iron tree blooming?"
The other party sent four periods, and after a while, asked if there was any, and if not, he would look for someone else.
Coincidentally, ever since Chen Yuyan and he got together, he had added all the people in their dormitory on WeChat. Originally, he wanted to help him bring things to his girlfriend, but after adding them, he realized how valuable Wen Yan's WeChat was and how difficult it was to add her. But he didn't expect that the first person to ask for his WeChat was Meng Qinghe.
I looked for Wen Yan’s WeChat and sent it to him.
When Meng Qinghe saw Wen Yan's business card, he made several plans in his mind, including what to say and how to introduce himself. After finally preparing himself mentally, he clicked "Add". Unexpectedly, it directly displayed a message saying, "The other party has set it to not allow others to add him as a WeChat friend via business card."
Looking at these lines of words, Meng Qinghe rubbed his eyes with amusement. This was the first time he had hit a wall. His WeChat settings were like this, but he didn't expect that the other party had also set privacy permissions.
Qi Shen put down his phone, wiped his hair with a towel, looked at Chen Qian who was writing a plan next to him, and suddenly said, "Chen Qian, brother, I have a suggestion for you, do you want to listen to it?"
Chen Qian didn't even turn his head and let him speak.
"That's it. Look, it's so obvious that you're pursuing Wen Yan. Even a fool can tell your intention, and she hasn't responded. I'd say you should just give up and find another target. There are a lot of good-looking girls in this class, and you don't need her, right?" He had no hope for Chen Qian in the first place, and now Meng Qinghe also had that intention. He felt that he was bound to lose, so he might as well give up early.
Chen Qian stopped typing, was silent for a moment, turned his head and looked at him seriously, "I know exactly what I'm doing. I've never liked a girl so much before. I've even put aside my pride. No one can be better than her."
After saying that, she put on the headphones beside her, making it clear that she didn't want to pay attention to him.
Qi Shen sighed. "Alas, beauty is a disaster. His little cutie is still the best. If she's cute, she'll like him." Thinking of Chen Yuyan, he sent a message asking her if she wanted to go out for dinner.
After a while, when I saw that she said it was okay, I changed my clothes and went out.
Chen Qian actually put on his headphones, but there was no sound coming through. He didn't know what he was thinking. In his twenty-plus years of life, this was the first time he'd truly fallen for a woman, and crucially, she wasn't interested in him. But relationships weren't something you could just give up on. Since it had come to this, he might as well just go through with it.
After Chen Yuyan left, the three of them stayed in the dormitory with no intention of moving. Dong Yuan asked her to bring her some fried rice noodles when she came back, which would be enough for dinner.
Anyang and Wen Yan didn't eat at night. At most, they would have some fruit. But when she left, Wen Yan reminded her, "The curfew is at 10 o'clock. Remember to come back early. You are not allowed to stay overnight outside."
Chen Yuyan blushed and said, "I understand," then quickly picked up her bag and left.
Lying on the bed, Wen Yan continued to browse the available information in the same city. There was no other way to make money quickly except to do business. She planned to do something to provide herself with a reasonable source of funds. She was worried. No normal way would be so fast.
She stopped looking at these useless information and began to think about what she would most like to do if she didn’t have a system now and had sufficient funds.
She felt...she might still want to open a coffee shop the most. A girl's biggest wish is to have money and free time, a petty bourgeois lifestyle, no worries about life, and be free.
I smiled and thought, it’s almost the same now. Since I have money now, why not do it? The freshman courses are not heavy.
Wen Yan suddenly thought of this time in her past life, when things like dirty bread and chiffon cake were at their peak. She could have opened a cafe or her own dessert shop. Even if the money she made wouldn't make her rich, it would have been satisfying. But she didn't know how to make desserts, and she didn't have the time to learn, let alone work in the shop every day. So first, she needed to find a partner.
As for the partner, she thought, she might have a good idea. To implement the plan, she might need to take time to go to the place where she met her in her previous life.
I still remember when I was a freshman in college, due to family pressure, I found a part-time job at the beginning of the semester, which was distributing flyers for a gym. One day, I just arrived at a store and the manager was still greeting customers and asked me to wait a moment.
Just as I was daydreaming on the soft, comfortable sofa, a woman in sportswear sat down next to me. She looked at me and said, "I come here to work out, and I see you come here every day to pick up flyers, rain or shine, always coming back to work part-time. I'm curious, a pretty girl like you, with so many easier and faster options, what keeps you going so hard every day? I think you can have a good life if you're willing."
Wen Yan was stunned for a moment and realized that the woman was talking to him.
There was no malice in the woman's words, perhaps she just wanted to be cleared up. Wen Yan thought for a moment and answered seriously, "No reason. Maybe I can live well by taking shortcuts, but I feel more at ease with what I have earned with my own hands. Even if life is difficult, I will still stick to what I believe in."
The woman was stunned for a moment, and didn't speak. She seemed to be talking to herself, but also seemed to be talking to Wen Yan. "You obviously had a good hand, but you played it badly. You were so proud before, so why did it become like this?"
After a pause, he glanced at Wen Yan and said, "I see you working part-time every day, distributing flyers for two hours. It's 5 o'clock now, and you get off work at 7 o'clock. I just happen to have a yoga class. Although this request is a bit presumptuous, I still want to ask if I can treat you to a simple meal after work."
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