At two o'clock in the afternoon, although it was still class time for major universities, many people gathered on the commercial street of the university town.
They are all students of Changxia University, and most of them are freshmen.
Some of them witnessed the whole incident and followed them, and some were called over by their roommates midway.
For these new students who have just entered school, this incident is definitely a big deal.
He was a freshman like them, but he dared to openly protest injustice, challenge the seniors of the student union, and he was also a deputy minister.
This made them extremely united, cheering Li Mo along the way.
There were also some sophomores and juniors standing here and there among the onlookers.
They are all from the student union, and they are basically the ministers or deputy ministers of various departments responsible for interviewing new students today.
The mood of these people at this time is completely different from that of the freshmen around them. They are simply watching the excitement with a cold eye.
It's funny to say that the student union is at best a non-governmental organization, and those who serve in it have neither salary nor much power.
But as the saying goes, there are many demons in the temple, but there are many bastards in Chi Qian. Each one of them really thinks of himself as a person.
Departments look down upon each other and are at odds with each other. There are so many small circles and small groups that there will be some "palace dramas" staged from time to time.
So at this moment, although they don't believe that Li Mo, a freshman, can win Zhang Weiqiang, they will never support Zhang Weiqiang.
Moreover, if the External Propaganda Department makes such a joke, in their eyes, it is enough to be used as a handle for future "gong fights".
"Okay, you two, before we start, I'd like to explain the rules."
Meng Geng stood on the street, looked at Zhang Weiqiang and Li Mo respectively, and said slowly:
"As a new student, Li Mo is definitely not as familiar with the merchants here as Vice Minister Zhang, so to be fair, I will designate the merchants that Vice Minister Zhang will sponsor."
"Junior Li Mo is free to choose a merchant, do you two have any objections?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Weiqiang first shook his head:
"I don't have any objection. As freshmen, you should take care of them."
He spoke loudly, but he knew in his heart that Meng Geng was on his side and would never let himself suffer.
Li Mo smiled faintly and nodded noncommittally.
"Okay, since you don't have any objections, then Deputy Minister Zhang, you can go to that place."
Meng Geng raised his hand and pointed to the left. It was a small steamed vegetable restaurant that had just opened. The flower baskets placed at the door to congratulate the opening had not yet been removed.
"You must have never been exposed to the newly opened store, so the two of you are on the same starting line."
"Okay! President Meng is indeed fair and impartial. I will go to this store."
Zhang Weiqiang clapped his hands together, his face expressionless, but his heart was filled with joy.
Boss Meng is really good at taking care of his own people!
Although I have never had any contact with the owner of this store, the new store definitely needs publicity when it first opens, and the owner is easy to fool.
What the hell is this better than? It’s over before it even begins!
"Junior! Just follow me and study hard!"
Zhang Weiqiang glanced at Li Mo proudly and strode towards the steamed vegetable restaurant.
Li Mo had a sneer on his lips and followed slowly.
Of course he could see that Meng Geng said he was fair, but in fact he was favoring Zhang Weiqiang.
Since you guys are having so much fun, don't blame me for using tricks.
As soon as Zhang Weiqiang pushed open the glass door of the steamed vegetable restaurant, the boss saw that there were so many people behind him and immediately greeted him with a smile.
But after Zhang Weiqiang expressed his intention, the male boss's face immediately fell.
Although his store has just opened, it has already been visited by the publicity departments of several surrounding schools.
So when he saw Zhang Weiqiang, the boss seemed to see a big locust.
"Classmate, our store has just opened and business hasn't started yet."
"Boss, just because you have just opened your business, you should do more publicity."
Zhang Weiqiang put on a smile and tried his best to please:
"Changxia University is an important university with tens of thousands of students, which other schools cannot compare with."
"Now our school will hold a welcome party soon. We will pull up a banner for you and you can sponsor some small gifts. Then all the students in the school can see it."
"You only spend a small amount of money and you can get a lot of exposure. It's very cost-effective. It's definitely better than hiring someone to distribute flyers."
Seeing Zhang Weiqiang's fawning look, Director of the External Propaganda Department Zhao Tianqing sighed softly, tilted his head and whispered to Li Mo beside him:
"You see, junior fellow, you may not look at the superficial beauty of the External Propaganda Department, but this is the current situation of our External Propaganda Department on a daily basis."
"To put it bluntly, it's really no different from a beggar, but there are rewards. At least it can train one's eloquence and courage."
"This store is new, and the boss is pretty easy to talk to. Other merchants that have been open for a long time are all veterans. It's even harder for those who don't have access to oil and salt."
Speaking of which, Zhao Tianqing was one level stronger than Zhang Weiqiang, but she looked down upon Zhang Weiqiang.
Zhang Weiqiang relied on Meng Geng as his back-up, and was usually very flamboyant, so he didn't pay attention to her as a minister at all.
For example, in today's incident, it was Zhang Weiqiang who clearly brought it upon himself, but he dragged the entire external propaganda department to accompany him to embarrass himself.
Regarding Zhao Tianqing's complaint, Li Mo just smiled and said nothing, leaning against the wall and watching quietly.
Twenty minutes later, the owner of this steamed vegetable restaurant finally relented and agreed to sponsor 100 yuan in cash and coupons worth a total of 300 yuan.
"The boss is very generous, thank you, thank you!"
Zhang Weiqiang, who has always been flamboyant and domineering in school, took the 'trophy' and thanked his boss repeatedly.
However, the male boss was very indifferent, waving his hand to see the guests off, as if he was dismissing a beggar.
After walking out of the store, Zhang Weiqiang wiped a sweat in his heart:
'Although I'm a bit humble, at least it's effective and the money is enough. '
Then, he raised his head and looked at Li Mo with provocative eyes, shaking the money and coupons in his hand:
"Junior, I have given you a demonstration. How much you can learn depends on your understanding."
Li Mo chuckled, turned around and walked towards the other end.
Upon seeing this, a large number of freshmen hurriedly followed, feeling both expectant and worried.
The students in Class 2 walked together and even discussed whether they should collect some money and secretly give it to Li Mo.
Zhao Tianqing saw that Li Mo was only walking along the street without looking at the store, so he kindly gave some advice:
"Junior, which store are you going to choose? In my experience, barber shops and trinket shops are easier. You can take a look."
In her heart, she really hoped that Li Mo could win. Regardless of whether she could drive Zhang Weiqiang away in the end, she could at least severely dampen his spirit.
Just as he was thinking about it, he looked up and saw Li Mo walking into a pickle shop.
"Junior! Don't choose this store! This store will leave soon!"
