Zhou Yuwen returned ho around 5 p.m. At the ti, Zheng Yanyan’s class hadn’t ended yet. It was a sketching class, and with the gloomy weather, the atmosphere in the classroom was just as dull. The teacher gave a sketching assignnt and left the room.
Naturally, the students weren’t focused on their work. The room was filled with chatter.
For Zheng Yanyan, college life was a ti to enjoy herself. She was a top-three campus beauty, a girl from Beijing with a well-off family, and a boyfriend like Zhou Yuwen. Life couldn’t be better.
She lounged in her boots, chatting with classmates about Jinling’s best malls and restaurants.
“My boyfriend took
to that one. It’s good, but the wait is forever,” she boasted.
“Wow, your boyfriend’s so nice,” a girl replied enviously.
“Not really,” Zheng Yanyan said. “I treat him too. We take turns paying for als.”
“Well, he must have the money. My boyfriend struggles to pull out even 100 yuan for hotpot,” another girl complained.
Zheng Yanyan laughed. “Then why bother? Just dump him.”
“It’s not like guys like yours grow on trees,” soone retorted.
Zheng Yanyan was the life of the class, her loud chatter about food, fashion, and her boyfriend filling the room. She talked about Zhou Yuwen’s trips to Hong Kong, flaunting her lifestyle.
The class representative, Su Qing, couldn’t help but feel envious. During her ti with Zhou Yuwen, they were both just students, scraping by. Now that Zhou Yuwen was thriving, his love and wealth were being showered on soone else.
Su Qing kept her head down, listening quietly as her jealousy grew. She still believed everything Zheng Yanyan had should have been hers.
Across the room, Shen Yu sketched diligently, while Lu Lin sat with her head down, texting Zhou Yuwen.
Lu Lin: “Back ho?”
Zhou Yuwen: “Just arrived.”
Lu Lin: “Skipping your night with Yanyan?”
Zhou Yuwen: “Didn’t tell her. Too tired. She’s too energetic, and I’d rather not get dragged into another restless night.”
Lu Lin: “Want
to co over?”
Zhou Yuwen: “I’m genuinely exhausted tonight.”
Lu Lin: “We don’t have to do anything.”
Zhou Yuwen: “?”
Lu Lin: “It’s been a while. I miss you.”
After a brief pause, Zhou Yuwen replied, “It’s raining.”
Lu Lin: “It’s fine, I’ll grab a taxi.”
Zhou Yuwen: “Alright, co over.”
After finishing their conversation, Lu Lin imdiately stood up and prepared to leave.
“Linlin, where are you going?” Zheng Yanyan asked.
“None of your business.”
Lu Lin was always this straightforward. Her occasional absences from the dormitory often stirred gossip. So speculated she had a boyfriend, while others whispered that her private life was chaotic.
The girls sitting with Zheng Yanyan, curious about Lu Lin’s frequent absences, started to gossip. “She’s not going to et so random guy, is she?”
“Watch what you’re saying,” Zheng Yanyan warned, silencing them with a glare.
At Zhou Yuwen’s Place
By the ti Lu Lin arrived at Zhou Yuwen’s apartnt, she was drenched. Dressed simply in jeans and a long black top, the rain had soaked her through, leaving her looking like a drowned rat.
Zhou Yuwen opened the door and was montarily stunned before pulling her inside.
“What happened?”
“I tried to get a taxi but couldn’t find one, so I ran here,” Lu Lin explained, accepting a towel from Zhou Yuwen to dry her hair.
“You should’ve called . I could’ve picked you up,” he said, chuckling.
“You said you were tired,” Lu Lin replied nonchalantly, pulling off her soaked clothes. Underneath, she wore a black bra and the CK underwear Zhou Yuwen had bought for her. “I’m going to take a shower.”
Zhou Yuwen nodded.
That night, despite their close proximity, they didn’t do much. Zhou Yuwen was genuinely tired from his travels, and they simply slept together, arms around each other.
As they lay there, Lu Lin quietly said, “If you ever want to stop seeing , just tell . I won’t make a fuss.”
“Don’t talk nonsense,” Zhou Yuwen replied.
Lu Lin sighed softly, “I just don’t know what else I can give you. If only I had a family like Yanyan’s...”
Zhou Yuwen tightened his arms around her. “Don’t think like that. You’re just as important to
as Yanyan.”
Lu Lin smiled faintly, leaning in to kiss him. That night, they didn’t go beyond that.
The next morning, Zhou Yuwen took Lu Lin shopping. They bought clothes, furniture, and even visited a car exhibition. The cold weather had rendered Zhou Yuwen’s convertible impractical, so he decided to buy a more suitable vehicle.
After browsing several models, Zhou Yuwen settled on a BMW X7. The saleswoman recognized him from before and greeted him warmly, offering a good deal. Without hesitation, Zhou Yuwen made the purchase.
Later, as they drove around in the new car, Lu Lin sat quietly in the passenger seat. Zhou Yuwen, his hand resting on her leg, asked, “Why so quiet?”
“I’m not your girlfriend. Why would I talk too much and cause trouble for you?” Lu Lin replied.
Zhou Yuwen laughed, “Nobody outside knows who you are to .”
Even though Lu Lin tried to downplay her importance, Zhou Yuwen’s actions spoke louder. He cared for her in ways that made her feel valued, gradually building a sense of belonging.
Because the types of work vary, the inco generated fluctuates. However, the average remains steady at about eight yuan per hour per worker.
The most physically demanding job is unloading. While tiring, it offers higher pay. The standard rate for unloading workers outside is 18 yuan per hour, but Zhou Yuwen directly offers 25 yuan per hour to incentivize them. Other roles include transfer workers, who operate forklifts to move goods into warehouses or alongside assembly lines. Additionally, female workers often handle scanning tasks, organizing items as they’re logged into the system.
Managing such a large-scale operation is beyond the capacity of Liu Shuo and other students. It requires the kind of bold initiative Zhou Yuwen possesses. For most, attempting sothing of this scale could easily lead to financial ruin if mismanaged.
“Besides that,” Zhou Yuwen added, “we’ll need to bring in a few accounting students. But we can’t rely solely on students; we’ll have to seek professionals from outside as well. Actually, forget it—I’ll handle this myself. I’ll front the initial costs, but since most of the students are expecting daily paynts, we must honor their trust by settling wages promptly.”
“Understood,” Gao Yang replied. “Brother Zhou, I happen to know a senior sister who graduated with a degree in accounting. She’s currently unemployed. Should I contact her to help out?”
Zhou Yuwen nodded. “If her skills are solid, she’s welco to join us.”
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