Chapter 1
After Zhou Yuan sent the message, all 20 bowls of noodles were sold out.
Jiang Qi didn't expect that Zhou Yuan's colleagues were so proactive. They had all gone home after get off work, and they might even be halfway through dinner but still be willing to go out for noodles.
I can’t bear to eat a bowl of noodles that costs 138 yuan, but I rush to buy the ones that cost 69 yuan. I can only say that half-price noodles make people crazy.
There are even people who didn’t get a noodle today and directly contact the customer service number to reserve a noodle for tomorrow.
Faced with the enthusiasm of the people who were eating noodles, Jiang Qi had to urgently create a noodle group to facilitate everyone to make reservations in advance. In just ten minutes, the noodle group grew to 72 people, and most of Fang Jing's company employees were in it.
Even Gong Ye was in there.
Don’t ask how Jiang Qi knew this. He felt that the employees of Fang Jing’s company would not use Gong Ye’s selfie as their profile picture.
After a day's business, sales of milk tea, ice cream and grilled sausages reached 492 yuan, sales of vegetable noodles reached 1,380 yuan, and sales of script-killing games reached 0 yuan.
It is true that the industry has transformed.
Looking at the carpooling schedule for the day announced in the JC Detective Museum group, Jiang Qi could only sigh that no one could resist the temptation of half price.
The venue was full all night. It is really admirable that such a small city like Xun has so many people practicing Taoism.
"Wow, JC's show tomorrow is all full." Liu Lan was also checking the news, "This is too scary, why do I feel like all the script-killing business in the city today has been taken up by this store?"
"No, I have to send a few fake messages to pretend that there will be guests tomorrow." Liu Lan began to make up stories.
Jiang Wanwan had packed up her things and was ready to go home after get off work. She carried her small shoulder bag to check if the power bank was in the bag and asked, "How many days will JC's event last this time?"
"Five days, I think." Qin Can said, looking at his phone, "Someone in my circle of friends has posted that if you forward the news about their third anniversary celebration, you can get a 20 yuan discount immediately."
"Then won't we have any business for five days?!" Jiang Wanwan was shocked.
Jiang Qi: ...
What nonsense are you talking about.
"Okay, since there is no business, let's go home early and rest early." Jiang Qi said with a smile. Just as he turned off the lights and left the store, the phone rang.
Incoming calls from unknown numbers.
Maybe it was because Jiang Qi had no money and was not worthy of being on the real estate sales phone book, Jiang Qi had never answered any sales calls from people selling houses, shops, or insurance. Anyone who would call him these days, except for 10086, was a scammer.
Of course, university counselors are not excluded.
When Jiang Qi just graduated, the counselor called each student to confirm because he needed to review the relevant information of the graduates' internship units. Jiang Qi thought the counselor's call was a scam and hung up twice, and only answered the call the third time.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Lao Jiang, I have good news to tell you. I'm out of prison, hahahahaha."
Jiang Qi:?
Are scammers so wild these days?
"Who are you?"
The liar on the other end of the phone paused and pretended to be particularly hurt, saying angrily: "Lao Jiang, you actually deleted my contact information and asked who I am?!"
Jiang Qi thought that this liar was not only cunning but also had great acting skills. Just as he was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly realized that the voice seemed a little familiar.
The liar's first sentence was so exciting that his tone changed and I couldn't hear it, but why did the second sentence sound so similar...
Wang Zhuo.
Jiang Qi hurried to make amends, secretly thanking his lucky stars that he didn't hang up the phone quickly, otherwise not only would the friendship be overturned, but he would also have smashed it.
"Hahaha, I'm kidding, Wang Zhuo. We've been roommates for four years. You even called the table for me during class. How could I not recognize your voice and not know who you are?"
"Stop pretending. You definitely didn't hear it just now, and you must have deleted my contact information." Wang Zhuo had already seen through everything.
Jiang Qi: "...Have you ever thought that it might be because I don't exist at all."
Who would save phone numbers when you have WeChat?
Jiang Qi followed Old John and Huang Fugui, talking on the phone as they walked. Huang Fugui was very interested in Old John's live broadcast content and kept asking Old John when he would be able to understand Old John's lectures if he started learning from now on.
Old John suggested that Huang Fugui start by learning from Wang Erya’s online course progress.
"Are you on vacation?" Jiang Qi heard the announcement from the train station waiting room from Wang Zhuo's side, "Are you waiting for the train at the train station?"
"Yes, I just arrived at the train station. At first, Xiao Zhang said that we would have summer vacation, and I thought he was just kidding me. I didn't expect it to be a real vacation, and it lasts for 20 days!" Wang Zhuo was very excited. "I said before that I would visit you in a few days. You have to treat me well, Old Jiang."
"When is two days later? You have to let me prepare in advance."
"Let me calculate... let's say it's the 24th. My aunt happens to live where you are. I'll go stay there."
"No, my sister is out of the country and there's no one at my house. You can just stay at my house. I'll prepare a guest room for you."
"Okay." Wang Zhuo said readily.
“…”
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Qi told Old John that Wang Zhuo would be coming over on the 24th, and asked him not to feel any psychological pressure and to maintain his persona.
Wang Zhuo didn't even know where the drama club was. Jiang Qi's university did have foreign teachers, but Wang Zhuo was a little face-blind. When he was a senior, he couldn't recognize his freshman teachers. There was no way he could recognize the foreign teachers in the school.
Jiang Qi didn’t know if it was his illusion, but ever since he watched Old John’s live broadcast in the morning, he felt that Old John was increasingly exuding the aura of a university professor.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like he's teaching advanced mathematics.
"By the way, Teacher John, have you learned how to connect an external camera to the live broadcast room? Do you want me to go upstairs and help you tomorrow morning?" Jiang Qi began to call Old John "Teacher John" when there were no outsiders around.
"I've learned it." Old John said, "I saw online that the anchor often gives some benefits to the top brother, such as adding WeChat privately. Should I add the top brother's WeChat privately and give him extra tutoring on his exercises?"
Jiang Qi: ...
For some reason, his first reaction was why he didn’t meet such a host when he took the postgraduate entrance examination.
He can spend all his money to be the top one on the list.
"Of course not." Jiang Qi said quickly, "The type of live broadcast you are doing is different from the type of live broadcast that requires adding WeChat. You just need to do a normal live broadcast."
Old John nodded to show that he understood.
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