Liu Shuo said he wanted to help, but he was always known for being all brawn and no brains, and only now did he think of Zhou Yuwen, the leading big brother of his "Xu Huai Club."
He explained the situation to Zhou Yuwen.
Zhou Yuwen was totally confused at the ti, saying, "Since when have I beco the boss of the Xu Huai Club? And what the hell is the Xu Huai Club?"
"Hey! Brother Zhou, you forgot! That night at the barbecue stand, it was the Xu Huai Club’s claim to fa!"
"???"
Okay, Zhou Yuwen was completely out of the loop, but Liu Shuo did have a knack for bluffing and swaggering around their school, and now there were already quite a few sturdy young n from Xu Huai and Lu Dong claiming they had joined the Xu Huai Club and thinking it was so really aweso place.
Actually, none of this was important. What mattered was that the Minister of External Relations at Liu Shuo’s school was a real piece of work, skimming kickbacks off students working part-ti jobs. The students were worked to death, getting up at five o’clock every morning, only getting ho at ten at night, and in the end, they only made a hundred yuan while he did nothing and earned fifty.
"Brother Zhou, you’re smarter than , think of a solution!" Liu Shuo said.
Zhou Yuwen had co into contact with Liu Shuo and his schoolmates and felt that they were just a group of simple and honest young n. Although they were not good at studying, their hearts were in the right place.
In his past life, so student council or departnt seniors would take advantage of their positions to exploit this bunch of free labor. At that ti, Zhou Yuwen was powerless to change things and thus let it be, but now that he had the ability to make a change, why not give it a try?
So, Zhou Yuwen told Liu Shuo, now that your classmates all listen to you, why not bypass that Minister of External Relations and do it yourself?
"Do it myself?"
"Yeah, there’s a pretty high demand for labor in the wedding service market right now. Since your classmates all need part-ti work, you could totally run the channel yourself. This way, not only is there no middleman making a profit, but you could even negotiate prices directly with the buyers."
"Yeah! How co I never thought of that!"
Liu Shuo’s eyes lit up.
Zhou Yuwen told him that for this kind of solid demand, there really wasn’t any need for negotiating skills, but there was one condition: if you’re going to do it, you definitely can’t take a cut like that Minister of External Relations, just purely help out among fellow countryn.
"Of course, we in the Xu Huai Club are all like brothers. How could we possibly take a cut? And besides, I’m not short on cash."
Zhou Yuwen also told him that part-ti jobs aren’t limited to working at weddings. He could also find other part-ti gigs, like handing out flyers, or working during winter and sumr breaks.
"Oh right, you could even start a part-ti job group."
Zhou Yuwen poured out everything he experienced and encountered during his college years in his previous life to Liu Shuo, who was very attentive and kept nodding in agreent.
Zhou Yuwen never expected that because of his careless act, the nonexistent Xu Huai Club would gradually take shape, and for a long ti afterwards, the Xu Huai Club controlled all the part-ti job resources in the university town.
In his previous life, Liu Shuo, who was supposed to go ho and take over his family’s business, was influenced by Zhou Yuwen and started a human resources company after graduation, becoming one of Zhou Yuwen’s most trusted allies.
He might not have had much education, but he was the first to catch on to the campus labor force, and from then on, he was utterly devoted to Zhou Yuwen. Many things happened later, but at the crucial mont, Liu Shuo only had one thing to say.
"Brother Zhou doesn’t know about this, I did it all by myself!"
Of course, all of this is a story for another ti. Right now, Zhou Yuwen was still maintaining a carefree attitude, earning a little money with his campus card and enjoying a safe and peaceful university life.
After treating Liu Shuo and his classmates to barbecue that night, Zhou Yuwen returned to the dorm alone. The mont he got back, Chang Hao and the others exchanged glances, giving Zhou Yuwen so strange looks.
Zhou Yuwen was curious, "Why are you guys looking at like that?"
"It’s just, Old Zhou, who knew you were hiding such deep waters?" Chang Hao couldn’t help but say.
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Zhou Yuwen was even more confused, until Chang Hao pulled him over to the computer, and Zhou Yuwen finally understood.
Damn, the photo of him leading a group at the barbecue stand negotiating with Zhao Hao had been posted on the forum!
And there was a post asking who the leader was.
"Damn, Brother Zhou, are you really the boss of the Xu Huai Society?" Now, even the burly Li Qiang spoke to Zhou Yuwen with caution. He had felt so jealousy about how Zhou Yuwen had managed to get the campus card agency, but now he wouldn’t dare to be jealous—he was afraid Zhou Yuwen would bring those people to block him.
"What the hell are you guys talking about?"
Zhou Yuwen frowned more the more he read. How could they dare write anything like this?
The post even claid that Zhao Hao had been beaten up by hundreds of people, so badly he couldn’t recognize his own mother, and then knelt in front of Zhou Yuwen calling him ’Dad’!
Damn, wouldn’t this ruin his reputation?
Zhou Yuwen thought, how could such a vile post even exist? He quickly contacted the moderator to delete the post!
Fortunately, the post hadn’t gotten too much attention yet, and Zhou Yuwen quickly got in touch with the moderator to delete it.
He had thought it might be difficult.
But as soon as he got through on the phone, Zhou Yuwen said, "Hello, I think this post in the forum is really not in line with the facts, I suggest you delete it quickly."
"Who the hell are you! You say to delete it and it gets deleted?"
"I’m Zhou Yuwen."
"Alright, alright, deleting it right now!"
"????"
Zhou Yuwen was completely baffled. What was this all about?
"Old Zhou, you’re on fire now!"
"Don’t fucking talk nonsense, I’ve told you guys it’s a misunderstanding," Zhou Yuwen hadn’t kept it a secret from them. He really didn’t want to be associated with the evil forces, and besides, it was the 21st century—where did these evil forces even co from?
After hearing all this from Zhou Yuwen, Li Qiang felt it was unbelievable and sowhat wistful. He thought Zhou Yuwen was incredibly lucky. How great it would have been if it had been him leading over seventy people into a fight that night.
Just like it was written in the forum post—Zhao Hao kneeling in front of Zhou Yuwen and calling him ’Dad’.
He thought it felt even better than the most thrilling novel!
If it had been him, he would have wished for the situation to blow up even more, but Zhou Yuwen insisted on suppressing the news.
At that mont, the phone rang. Zhou Yuwen had already changed the contact na; it was Su Qing calling.
"Why is she calling so late?"
Zhou Yuwen was curious.
"Uh," Chang Hao felt a bit awkward upon seeing it was Su Qing calling.
He cleared his throat twice, "Old Zhou, you don’t want Su Qing to know about this, do you?"
"No shit! I’m not a gangster," Zhou Yuwen retorted.
"She might already know..."
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Chang Hao was embarrassed as he admitted that he had sent the post to Zheng Yanyan the mont he saw it.
"Are you out of your mind?"
"Please! You know I tell Yanyan everything!" Chang Hao still thought his reasoning was perfectly justifiable.
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