Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets! Chapter 113 - 101. Small Gift2

"I’ve marked these few, arrange a ti for them to co for an interview."

Lu Jincheng walked out of the office and tossed the stack of resus to Luo Lang.

Then, he hopped on his electric scooter and headed for the university activity center.

Having a vehicle was truly convenient!

"Senior, what’s the situation now?"

In the Student Union president’s office, Lu Jincheng sat opposite He Ying.

"Indeed, a rchant has contacted us, saying that they find Miao Miao’s livestream very attractive and perfectly suited for promoting their products."

"But... their product is a bit odd."

He Ying hesitated.

"What is it?"

Lu Jincheng asked curiously.

He Ying then swiped her phone screen and opened up the Taobao store’s na, showing it to him.

"Nightti Tutoring Room?"

In the store, a variety of products were prominently displayed.

Lace stockings, affordable silk stockings, white lace stockings, fishnet stockings, calf-length stockings...

Turns out the shop sold stockings!

"To be honest, the product actually fits well with a dance strear."

Lu Jincheng smiled, thinking the store owner was quite imaginative.

On his way here, he had pondered rejecting the collaboration if the selected product was unsuitable, but this unexpectedly apt choice brought him a little surprise.

This land never lacked for clever and quick-witted businesspeople.

In fact, a dance livestrear like Fairy Miao matched the tone of a stocking rchant’s promotion perfectly.

After all, who dances with bare legs!

Whether it’s stockings, fishnets, pantyhose, or leg warrs, you at least need so kind of sock!

Bare-legged dancing could essentially be equated with unprofessionalism.

Considering Xiao Xian’s current viewership, just by switching into a few pairs of stockings from this store for one night, and ntioning them a few tis on the stream, or hanging a link.

Mr. Lu didn’t even need to check data to have a rough idea.

Needless to say, they’d sell for sure.

"Should I contact their boss and set up a ti to chat?"

"Sure, have a chat."

Lu Jincheng nodded his head.

...

...

This was the first ti Lu Jincheng had returned to the dormitory during the National Day holiday.

Only Zhang Gaoqiang was left in the dormitory.

And it was he, the brother from Gansheng, who was interested in joining the Golden Stone studio.

"Brother Lu, you’re finally back!"

Zhang Gaoqiang, who had been alone in the dormitory for several days, put down his ga, stood up, and imdiately greeted him.

"Where are the other two?"

Lu Jincheng asked.

The National Day holiday was long past, and he didn’t even know the whereabouts of his roommates, which showed a certain neglect on his part.

"The local guy, Gaoqiang, went back ho for the festival, and Liu Yisheng seems to have gone on a trip with friends. I’ve been so bored on my own."

Zhang Gaoqiang sighed, his peripheral vision resting on the immobile Shadow Fiend on the screen, resisting the urge to keep farming.

"So bored, so, you’re thinking of joining our studio?"

Lu Jincheng gently patted Zhang Gaoqiang’s shoulder, asking.

No need for deduction, if the other two weren’t in Jiang City, then the one who applied to Golden Stone had to be Zhang Gaoqiang.

And it made sense.

Looking at all the part-ti jobs available to college students, none could offer a deal better than what Golden Stone studio provided.

Not to ntion the vast amount of female contacts one could make in the studio.

That was an extra perk.

Zhang Gaoqiang ca from an average family, and he never missed a chance to do part-ti work, and as a single guy, joining the studio would be perfect for him.

"Yeah, Brother Lu, I really want to go, can you give a chance?"

"Why didn’t you do it earlier?"

Lu Jincheng raised an eyebrow at him, with a profound aning.

"You were one of the originals when it first started, and you left on your own."

"About that..."

Zhang Gaoqiang held his forehead, not knowing what to say in that mont.

Lu Jincheng was right, if he had been helping from the start, Mr. Lu wouldn’t have kicked him out, just an extra pair of chopsticks at the table.

But he had quit halfway, which made things awkward.

As the saying goes, you’re not around in shared adversity, so who are you in tis of prosperity?

But it’s human nature.

Helping is a favor, not helping is a duty, Mr. Lu was used to this scene and didn’t care at all.

"Brother Lu, for our relationship’s sake, can I ask for less pay?"

Zhang Gaoqiang thought for a long while before squeezing out a sentence.

"Not to offend, Lao Zhang, but don’t joke with , what makes you think you can ask for a higher salary?"

Lu Jincheng couldn’t help but laugh.

"I pay salaries because they have value."

"Do you think you understand copywriting, photography, or data analysis?"

In the workplace, aligning with the right people and doing the right tasks is very important.

For Luo Lang and Luo Shaoqin, who joined early, they were betting on the right person, and rightfully enjoyed the fruits of their labor.

For the mbers of the Student Union who joined later, they caught the right big break and earned their wages on their own rits.

...

Zhang Gaoqiang was so choked up he couldn’t speak.

His face turned as red as a monkey’s butt, and his hands twisted together unconsciously, feeling utterly embarrassed.

How could Lu Jincheng be like this?

Wasn’t he giving too little face in what he said?

We’re all roommates, how can you treat like this!

Zhang Gaoqiang had thought that at worst, Lu Jincheng would just politely decline.

But he never expected such a blunt response from his roommate, essentially a slap in the face.

What do you know?

What can you do?

What makes you think you can ask for a salary?

Zhang Gaoqiang felt disheartened and was about to turn around and go back to playing gas when he heard Lu Jincheng’s voice again.

"But hey, Lao Zhang, let tell you the truth, we’re roommates after all, I can’t just ignore your request."

Mr. Lu had a habit of slapping first, then offering a sweet date.

In the end, Zhang Gaoqiang didn’t have a bad heart.

Regardless of whether his roommate’s abilities were worth the money, just helping Guan Yongyi with moving rited owing him a favor.

"The studio could use a new venue controller, it’s just that the job is a bit more ticulous than others, the pay isn’t more, it’s about average."

"Would you like to give it a try? If you’re up for it, I won’t hire soone else."

Lu Jincheng asked.

"Yes! Thank you, Brother Lu, I’ll give it a shot!"

Zhang Gaoqiang didn’t hesitate and nodded imdiately.

First, his pride was thoroughly trampled on the ground, then he was given face to wrap things up, and even Zhang Gaoqiang felt that Lu Jincheng was decidedly considerate in his approach.

This was the basic Art of Manipulating People.

If Mr. Lu had just agreed to his request from the start and made him the venue controller, Zhang Gaoqiang might have had complaints.

We’re brothers, why not give the good jobs and ask to do this instead?

Conversely, after getting suppressed, criticized, and questioned, Zhang Gaoqiang ca to a clear understanding of himself.

We’re just roommates, roommates who share a room to sleep in.

If you’re going to talk with your capabilities, there’s no room for sentintality, who is your brother?

"Okay, wait for my ssage then."

Lu Jincheng patted his roommate on the shoulder again, his eyes filled with encouragent.

In reality, a venue controller was not a highly coveted position, but since Zhang Gaoqiang was willing to try, he was happy to give him the opportunity.

If he could do it, he could stay; if not, he could leave.

Opportunities are for those who seize them, why not give it to him?

The two chatted for a bit longer in the dormitory until Lu Jincheng’s phone rang.

It was a WeChat ssage from Zhou Sinin.

[Co to the store now, it’s urgent!]

What could be so urgent?

Lu Jincheng was taken aback, grabbed his electric scooter keys, bid farewell to Zhang Gaoqiang, and hurried down the stairs.

All the way, he rode quickly, fearing sothing had actually happened to Zhou Sinin.

"Hey, where did you get that electric scooter from?"

From a distance, he saw Zhou Sinin standing at the entrance of the coffee shop, waving at him with a smile.

"A colleague from the studio gave it to , can we prioritize and get to the matter first!"

Lu Jincheng stretched his neck, peering into the shop.

Nothing seed to have changed.

"The thing is... you won’t need to ride this anymore."

Zhou Sinin leaned in closer, her sparkling eyes full of laughter.

"Huh?"

Lu Jincheng was completely baffled, not understanding.

In the next second, his hand was grabbed by Zhou Sinin; she seed to be pushing sothing into it.

The girl pressed it into his palm.

Beep beep!

A white car, about thirty ters away, honked its horn.

"Stop spacing out!"

"Go see the little gift I got you!"