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Chapter 65 Chen Che, Congratulations on Your Fortune!
The process was quick from the school's perspective; Chen Che obtained the business license for "Zhengdian French Fries Information Technology Co., Ltd." in less than a week, and the money was also successfully received.
Chen Che hung a sign that read "Chairman's Office" on the door of his room in the incubator and nodded in satisfaction.
As for the spot I plan to place on the wall of honor, the first honor will be a legitimate business license.
Just as Chen Che was comfortably lounging in his chair with his legs crossed, he opened his eyes to find a large group of people standing at the door. Upon closer inspection, he saw that it was Chen Sui who had gently patted the door, followed by another girl behind her. She looked poised and wore glasses; she was Zhang Jing, the head of the External Relations Department of the Student Union.
"Chairman Chen, may I bother you for a moment? I'm Zhang Jing from the External Relations Department of our college." Zhang Jing smiled gently, without showing her teeth, exuding a unique charm of a well-bred lady.
Chen Che nodded helplessly: "Now that you're in, how can I let you out?"
Zhang Jing tilted her head slightly after hearing Chen Che's words, then smoothed her skirt and sat down across the table. "Hello, junior. I heard from Chen Sui in our department that you're starting a business. The incubator is right on campus, so I thought I'd bring our team members to come and learn from you."
Chen Che thought to himself, "Why didn't you notify me beforehand that you were bringing a large group of people? Don't you know that you need to make an appointment to visit our 'Fries'?"
With a nonchalant smile, he said, "That's great. There aren't many people here yet, so it's good to add some liveliness."
"Hehe, thank you very much." Zhang Jing gently raised her hand and extended it, wanting to shake hands and express her gratitude.
Chen Che didn't hesitate and firmly grasped her hand. Zhang Jing wasn't very short, but her hands were small and a little cold, giving Chen Che a feeling of weakness.
After finishing, Zhang Jing went outside and directed everyone to walk around and look around, before turning back.
She immediately abandoned her previous dignified demeanor, a lively smile spreading across her face. She sat down and said to Chen Che, "Junior, congratulations on your fortune!"
Chen Che was taken aback: "What do you mean, senior?"
Seeing his bewildered expression, Zhang Jing took out her phone, tapped around on it, and then showed it to Chen Che.
It's a news release from the Civil Engineering College's official website. It shows Chen Che talking eloquently to Yan Zhengsheng, the college's deputy secretary, Gong Cheng, a teacher from the Youth League Committee, and Zhu Jingdong, a counselor. The photos were obviously taken that day. The title and content are about how students in our college applied for and received special funding support through the school's entrepreneurship program.
Damn, I was planning to develop quietly and then subtly amaze everyone, how come I've revealed everything all at once?
At this moment, Chen Che immediately realized that Zhang Jing's purpose in coming might not be simply to bring their department members to observe and learn.
They're probably here to solicit sponsorships and spend their own gold coins.
To be honest, Chen Che didn't think that the External Relations Department could make much of a difference by simply organizing small events and using the name of sponsorship.
Sure enough, Zhang Jing slowly spoke up: "Junior, I'd like to discuss with you whether there's any room for cooperation between your project and our External Relations Department. If you can contribute some money, we can sponsor your project when we hold our gala later. We can discuss the specifics."
Sure enough, they came to my buddy asking for a favor.
Chen Che instantly switched to his battle form and immediately began to cultivate a sorrowful emotion.
At first, I thought of famous tragic love stories from both China and abroad, such as Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, Romeo and Juliet, and Titanic...
But when I think about the specific plot, I can only laugh. Silly Rose has a rich boyfriend but doesn't live her life properly. She just likes to be all lovey-dovey with her poor boyfriend and make love. Foreigners have their own version of "If Heaven Has Feelings".
But then again, this was Leonardo DiCaprio and Andy Lau in their younger days, and they were on par with Chen Che today...
Cough cough... Something's not right with me, something's not right with me, I need to adjust myself.
Chen Che then switched to thousands of years ago, to the era when "the blue sky is dead and the yellow sky shall rise." He recalled Yuan Shen shouting to Dong Zhuo with high spirits, "My sword is never dull," and Sun Ce, the Little Conqueror, saying with great ambition, "One day, I will take over all six counties and eighty prefectures of Jiangdong." He also recalled Prime Minister Meng De reciting on the high mountain bank, "The Duke of Zhou spat out his food to welcome the world's heart."
However, the story ends with Zilong sighing in the strategist's dream, "To restore the Han dynasty, Prime Minister, the fate of the nation rests on your shoulders alone." It is the strategist's regretful words on Wuzhang Plain, "Oh, heavens, why have you been so cruel to me?" It is the man who, even as the base's crystal explodes, still tries to emulate Kuafu chasing the sun, only to pierce his own chest with a sword and utter the poignant words, "My plan failed; it is fate..."
The waves have washed away the heroic spirit, and the Jin Dynasty was full of scoundrels. Thinking of this, a few tears welled up in my eyes.
"Senior, don't be fooled by the fact that I have 100,000 yuan now; it's gone in no time!"
Afterwards, Chen Che patiently recounted the hardships, joys, sorrows, and savory experiences he had encountered along the way, adding his own embellishments to the story. Only he knew the true meaning of it all.
Forget about sponsorships, I'm so poor I could barely survive.
In the evenings, he can only go to the cafeteria for free soup and eat rice for one yuan, and he can get several more bowls for free. Poor students can even get an extra vegetable dish. If the principal saw his condition, he would definitely feel sorry for him and transfer money to his meal card on the spot.
Senior, if you're beautiful, kind-hearted, have a great figure, and a sweet voice, then please transfer 5 yuan of your own money so I can have an extra dish tonight!
This smooth, rapid-fire delivery was designed to stop the other person from thinking and to make them follow her own train of thought. When Zhang Jing saw tears welling up in Chen Che's eyes, realizing how hard his life was, she almost wanted to tell her junior, "I'll treat you to dinner tonight," rather than transfer him money.
The words were already on the tip of my tongue when I realized, "What am I talking about?!"
I came here to collect his gold coins, but now I'm the one getting my gold coins collected instead.
So he collected his thoughts, pursed his lips, and said seriously, "Junior, I can actually understand how you feel."
"No, you don't understand. There's a saying: 'A man's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea,' you know?"
Chen Che wanted to keep rambling on, but Zhang Jing didn't give him the chance at all: "Actually, my biggest feeling from these past few years in the external relations department, which is that everyone has a tough time."
The barbershops and small restaurants on the food street outside the school are actually just small individual businesses, and everyone's earning money is not easy.
Why should I be obligated to sponsor our college's activities just because I said a few casual words in the past?
Chen Che was taken aback. What kind of angle was this? He had never heard of it before. He decided to keep his mouth shut for now and listen to what Zhang Jing had to say.
"Therefore, I have been thinking about how the work of the external relations department should be carried out, how to promote it, and how to achieve true mutual benefit and win-win cooperation."
Zhang Jing spoke very seriously, which impressed Chen Che. It seemed that Senior Zhang was quite capable and not just a pretty face with a resume full of student council work experience.
"And then? What's the result of your thinking?" With the groundwork laid earlier, Chen Che became somewhat interested in Zhang Jing's ideas.