When Zhou Yan returned to the dormitory, Chen Xiaole was leaning against the wall, smoking Liqun, and was very intoxicated by the smoke.
But when he saw Zhou Yan, Chen Xiaole still pinched Li Qun and said with a smile: "Old Zhou is back."
Zhou Yan nodded. He packed up, put his notebook into his bag, and planned to leave.
Chen Xiaole suddenly said: "Old Zhou, I want to find something to do."
Zhou Yan was stunned: "Why do you suddenly think about this?"
Chen Xiaole smiled and said, "I can't wait any longer."
"You don't want to go to class?" Zhou Yan said angrily.
Chen Xiaole said bluntly: "Old Zhou, you know, I am not that material."
He smiled and said: "Instead of being so depressed during class, it's better to do something else. Lao Zhou, you have your own career, so I can't be idle either."
Zhou Yan looked Chen Xiaole up and down and joked: "It's definitely not the material."
Chen Xiaole's face darkened: "Old Zhou, you really know how to pierce my heart."
The word "heart-breaking" was something I learned from Zhou Yan, and Chen Xiaole thought it was very appropriate to use it in this situation.
"Break up?" Zhou Yan suddenly asked.
Chen Xiaole was stunned: "Why do you say that?"
"Looking at your decadent look, I know you are inseparable." Zhou Yan said angrily.
Chen Xiaole's appearance has changed a lot from before leaving Shanghai.
Her hair was messy and her clothes seemed to be the same as before.
There are also dark circles and deep bags under the eyes, which means you have to stay up late.
Chen Xiaole hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "We broke up."
Zhou Yan: "When did it happen?"
"A week ago." Chen Xiaole finally chose to be honest with Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan twitched his lips: "Does that mean we were already separated when I went to Shanghai?"
Chen Xiaole nodded sheepishly: "I thought it was a bit embarrassing to tell you at the time."
Zhou Yan: "Let's split it up. Isn't it better to find someone from Hongcheng than a girl from Nachuan?"
Chen Xiaole shook his head: "You can't say that, after all, it's still your first love."
Zhou Yan smiled and didn't say anything. It was good to break up. Although Chen Xiaole looked a little decadent now, it was still better than having to live and die for a semester in his previous life. I believe it won't be long before he will be a energetic young man again.
"Lao Zhou, I just said it seriously, I want to do something." Chen Xiaole suddenly said.
"Your family is not bad, so there is no need to trouble yourself." Zhou Yan said.
"That's different. Men only have two pursuits, a career and a love. I don't want to pursue love for the time being. It seems that I can only pursue a career." Chen Xiaole said sadly.
"How about opening a canteen?"
Zhou Yan suggested: "My girlfriend and I rented a house outside, and this dormitory is probably no longer occupied. If you clean it up, I guess it can be used as a canteen."
"Damn, it hurts my heart." When Chen Xiaole heard Zhou Yan mention renting a house with his girlfriend, he felt heartbroken again. He waved his hand: "I don't want the canteen. I want one that can move around. It's not a problem to stay in the dormitory every day."
If the canteen doesn't want it...
Zhou Yan actually doesn't really want Chen Xiaole to participate in Zhulang Studio. Public is public and private is private. If things get mixed up, things won't be handled well. It's best to find another job for Chen Xiaole to do.
"By the way, how is Liu Feng doing lately? Why didn't you see him in the dormitory?" Zhou Yan asked.
"Is he a little lunatic?" Chen Xiaole thought for a moment and said, "He seems to have joined the literary club, and now he spends his days coding in the literary club's office. He said the lighting in the dormitory is not good, but the literary club's office is bright."
"There is such a thing." Zhou Yan was quite surprised.
Because Shen Li went to the experimental class of Hongchuan Academy, he had no time to join any clubs. The affairs of the literary club were also dropped. Since Shen Li didn't go, he naturally had no interest. Although because of Zhong Ming, the old president of the literary club, he He got his first store, but if he really wanted to renew his relationship with the literary club for this relationship, Zhou Yan didn't have much time.
Zhou Yan did not expect that Liu Fengfeng would join the literary club.
But that's right. In his last life, Liu Feng went to the literary club with him for an interview. However, Liu Feng was kicked out, but he got in. As for the reason why Liu Feng was kicked out, Zhou Yan asked him by chance. After passing the interview with the minister at the time, the minister said it was because Liu Feng looked a bit dark.
It’s such an outrageous reason, but most of the college club interviews are based on looks, so it’s not surprising.
As for why Liu Feng was not dismissed this time because of his black face, Zhou Yan was probably interviewed by the same group, and Liu Feng was fairer than the others. After military training, everyone is a black guy.
Naturally, Chen Xiaole didn't know what Zhou Yan was thinking. He nodded and said with a smile: "Now the little madman is often in the literary club, and Xiaolei often goes out to play basketball. I can't stay alone in the dormitory, so I want to ask Lao Zhou, what kind of connections do you have?"
"You think so highly of me." Zhou Yan smiled.
"It's bad, mainly because there is no one to ask." Chen Xiaole sighed: "Although your bounty group is losing money, Lao Zhou, at least you have met some people. Let's introduce them."
Introduce?
Zhou Yan pondered in his heart. In fact, Zhou Yan also had plans to help Chen Xiaole, a roommate with whom he had a good relationship in his previous life.
Zhulang Studio was first excluded by Zhou Yan. Firstly, the studio was on the right track and there was no suitable position for Chen Xiaole. Secondly, Zhou Yan did not want too many people to know that he was the founder of Zhulang Studio. It will cause a lot of trouble.
As for driving school agents and phone card agents, Zhou Yan would not introduce them to Chen Xiaole.
These are just small profits. Unless you work hard to become a general agent, you won't make much money.
Zhou Yan actually had a lot of ideas, but if he really wanted to introduce one to Chen Xiaole, his thoughts would be a little confusing.
But at this moment, an idea suddenly flashed in Zhou Yan's mind.
If Xiaole is asked to do it in advance...it seems to be okay.
Sharing bicycles is not urgent, but making it with a small plate will be convenient in the future.
Zhou Yan made up his mind.
He smiled and asked: "Xiao Le, you said you wanted to buy a battery car before, have you bought it?"
Although Chen Xiaole didn't know why Zhou Yan suddenly asked this question, he still shook his head: "Old Zhou, you don't know. At that time, I test drove a battery car to take the little lunatic to class. As a result, it hit the flower bed because I couldn't brake. The front of the battery car was broken, and the boss was compensated fifty yuan."
Zhou Yan smiled and asked: "Don't you dare to open it in the future?"
"I don't even dare to kill you. This thing is not as good as a bicycle. A bicycle can brake by pressing the brake. A battery-powered car is too mysterious to drive." Chen Xiaole looked like he would stop driving a battery-powered car even if he killed me.
Zhou Yan: "What about the bicycle? Have you bought it?"
"Old Zhou, you know how to hurt me."
Chen Xiaole said with a pained face: "I spent a thousand yuan to buy a mountain bike, but it was stolen by a thief the next day."
Hearing what Chen Xiaole said, Zhou Yan understood a little bit.
"Do you want to start a bicycle business?" Zhou Yan asked with a smile.
"Selling bicycles?" Chen Xiaole was stunned: "Can this business be done? And it needs shops to sell it. Shops in commercial streets are extremely expensive, and I don't have much money to rent a shop."
"It's not selling, it's renting," Zhou Yan said.
"Rent?" Chen Xiaole was happy when he heard this: "Lao Zhou, you don't mean to say that we buy a car and rent it to others."
"Why not?" Zhou Yan asked back: "Look at our dormitory building, it is quite far from the Bishop. It takes more than 20 minutes for students to walk. But once you can rent a bicycle, it only takes a few minutes to get to the Bishop. Isn't it convenient? a lot of?"
"It seems that there is indeed something going on." Chen Xiaole nodded, and when he thought of something, he frowned again: "But Lao Zhou, where did we get so much money to buy a car? A slightly inferior bicycle costs sixty or seventy yuan. Money, we can’t afford it.”
"second hand."
Zhou Yan said: "There is a second-hand bicycle shop in Dream Cube. We can go there to buy a hundred bicycles for less than a thousand yuan."
Chen Xiaole hesitated for a moment and then said, "But what if they don't pay back the rent?"
Zhou Yan smiled: "Pay the rent in advance. You bought the car for 30 yuan, paid 50 yuan for rent, and rode to the place to return the rent. If you don't pay back, we will make a profit from his 50 yuan purchase." It’s more cost-effective for the fare.”
Hearing Zhou Yan's words, Chen Xiaole hugged Zhou Yan's shoulders, gave him a thumbs up, and said excitedly: "Old Zhou! Absolute! Absolute! Genius! Wizard! Great talent! I, Boss Chen, have you. As a military advisor, why worry about failing in your great cause? You can come up with such awesome ideas, you have the potential to be a profiteer!"
Zhou Yan's head was full of black lines: "I'm just mentioning an idea. As for whether to do it or not, it's best to think carefully."
"Okay, that's it!" Chen Xiaole said excitedly, "I also want to be a profiteer. I feel excited when I think of those fools who borrowed cars without paying them back and spent fifty dollars on a junk car!"
Zhou Yan twitched his lips. Seeing Chen Xiaole's excitement, he was too embarrassed to point out the difficult road of starting a business. He could only pat Chen Xiaole's shoulder with a little encouragement and said seriously: "Come on!"
"Come on!" Chen Xiaole nodded excitedly: "Old Zhou, you can't give up. You have to take me with you. Let's work together! Join forces! What's the use of a bounty group that can't make any money? Let's do car rental services. Trying to become one of Hongda’s two biggest profiteers, no, he should be Hongda’s most astute businessman.”
Zhou Yan smiled: "Just be happy."
....
A bicycle shop in Dream Cube.
A bald boss was smoking a cigarette and sitting on the bench with his legs crossed.
Chen Xiaole and Zhou Yan stood not far away.
Chen Xiaole asked uncertainly: "Lao Zhou, is this the second-hand bicycle shop you mentioned?"
"Yeah." Zhou Yan nodded: "That's it."
Chen Xiaole twitched his lips: "How did you find such a remote place?"
This is the end of the Dream Cube alley. This shop is probably rarely visited by many people.
"When I was shopping with my partner." Zhou Yan explained with a smile.
Chen Xiaole covered his chest and said sadly: "Old Zhou, you hurt my heart again."
Zhou Yan: “Let’s go and take a look.”
Chen Xiaole stopped pretending and smiled: "okok! Let's go."
Zhou Yan and Chen Xiaole walked to the front of the store. The owner of the store, Xie Qiang, was originally admiring the beautiful legs of the school girl in the distance. When he saw Chen Xiaole and Zhou Yan coming over, he immediately became energetic.
He threw the cigarette butts on the ground, stomped on them, and asked with a smile: "College students are here to buy second-wheelers? They are at least 70% new, and the price is cheap."
"Well, hello uncle, let's go shopping..."
Chen Xiaole wanted to continue talking. After all, this was his first career, and Chen Xiaole was particularly dedicated. However, Zhou Yan still interrupted and said with a smile: "Hello, uncle, we are from the Hongda Cycling Club and we plan to buy some second-hand cars."
Chen Xiaole was a little confused. Is there a cycling club in the school?
Why hasn't he heard of it?
However, when Zhou Yan said this, knowing that he wanted to make some excuses, Chen Xiaole did not interrupt.
"He's from the cycling club." Xie Qiang's eyes lit up.
This is a big list.
Xie Qiang stood up awkwardly, with a chrysanthemum-like smile on his face: "Tell your uncle how many cars you need to buy."
