Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 119, Section 117: The Counselor's Subtle Actions

The next day, Zhou Mingyuan got up early again and ran to the playground to complete his morning five-kilometer run.

At 8 a.m., there were professional classes. In the large lecture hall, Xie Jiaxin, the secretary of the Youth League branch, printed out a stack of registration forms and placed them one by one on the students' desks.

These routine tasks, which should have been the class monitor's responsibility, were all taken over by this person because of her exceptional silver tongue.

"Class monitor, the welcome party is starting soon! Remember to sign up if you have a performance!"

"Xiong Yao, you need to fill out a form if you have a performance to do!"

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With a few minutes left before class, Xie Jiaxin, dressed in a short skirt, flitted among the young people like a butterfly, announcing the upcoming welcome party.

She initially had a slight objection to the class monitor's behavior of ignoring everything else and leaving everything to her.

The class monitors of other classes are not like that!
Every time Xie Jiaxin messaged Zhou Mingyuan, he would either wait a long time before replying that he was busy, or laugh and say that he had limited energy.

What on earth are they doing?

But as Xie Jiaxin got to know this incredibly capable class monitor better, she gradually began to understand his busy schedule.

Last week, a classmate first congratulated Zhou Mingyuan in the class group, saying that his Jieyou Media had achieved a successful start in live streaming.

Only then did the classmates realize that Zhou Mingyuan had already secretly started his own business.

A couple of days ago, some classmate secretly took a picture of Zhou Mingyuan serving customers at the Jieyou Coffee Shop, which made the classmates even more excited.

Compared to MCN companies, which most people don't pay much attention to, coffee shops are real physical stores.

The class monitor is actually this capable?!

After a long weekend, when they returned to the classroom, Zhou Mingyuan and Cai Zhipeng became the focus of their classmates' attention.

One is a successful entrepreneur, and the other is a young man driving a BMW, Mercedes-Benz, or Audi.

Before the teacher entered the room, everyone rushed over to talk to the two of them, asking them all sorts of questions out of curiosity.

"Class monitor, your coffee shop is so popular lately! I've seen so many people posting photos on their WeChat Moments."

"Squad leader, squad leader, is the media company hiring? My makeup skills have improved by leaps and bounds recently, and I'd like to try starting a live stream."

"Brother Zhou, my family is really struggling financially. Could I find you a part-time job?"

"Cai Zhipeng, I heard you bought a BMW? When are you going to take me for a ride?"

Humans are the sum total of their social relations.

Especially in the simple environment of a university campus, even the smallest achievement will be magnified infinitely, like a drop of thick ink suddenly falling into a bowl of clear water, spreading out in ripples.

Most people are diligently attending classes and studying, while their classmates are starting businesses, making money, and driving luxury cars, which inevitably makes them envious.

Admiring the strong is, to some extent, human nature.

Not to mention, many female classmates took the initiative to come over and get close to Cai Zhipeng.

Even Xie Jiaxin, a native of Beijing, felt from the bottom of her heart that it wouldn't be a problem for her to take on more class affairs when she learned that Zhou Mingyuan was busy starting his business every day.

Soon the professor entered the classroom, the bell rang, and the whispers turned into murmurs between the students in the front and back rows.

Zhou Mingyuan lazily lay on the table, took out his phone, and replied to messages listlessly.

Everyone else listened attentively to the lesson, while he diligently slacked off.

Compared to most law students in the same major, Zhou Mingyuan could even sleep through all the law courses with his eyes closed and still get high scores.

Playing around is fine, but don't joke about lawyers.

In a way, the legal profession is similar to that of medicine; the more senior you are, the more sought-after you become. It often requires constant learning, an open mind, and lifelong learning.

[Mr. Zhou, Deng Yuan invited me to give a lecture at Jiayuan Media, mainly to share my experience and offer suggestions for their overall operations. Do you think I should go?]

You can go.

These days, live streaming is still a blue ocean market. There's no point in keeping your insights to yourself. The important thing is for everyone to work together to expand the market.

After directly responding to Du Jianuo's question, other new information has emerged.

Oh, right, there's something really interesting I forgot to tell you! I drank so much yesterday, I'm totally dizzy.

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During the first class at 8 a.m., little princess Gu Caiwei didn't listen very attentively.

In the three-person WeChat group, messages kept popping up. [Two guests arrived in the evening with guitars; they said they used to be resident singers at the "Relief Bar."]

The bar was sold, and they found out it had been turned into a coffee shop. However, the familiar live music area was still there, so they came over and asked if we could sing there.

【Then what? 】

Zhou Mingyuan replied.

[Then I left my contact information. Since I emphasized that Xiaolizhi liked it during the renovation, I thought, let's make the most of it.]

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After Gu Caiwei finished speaking, Li Zhi, who had been silent, suddenly jumped out and sent an approving emoji.

Have you come to class?

As luck would have it, my beloved also sent me a message at the drowsy 8 a.m.

After their twenty-minute walk in the park, Zhong Yuyun and he exchanged their class schedules to try and keep their dates in sync.

After receiving Zhou Mingyuan's affirmative reply, Xiao Zhong responded crisply.

[Lunch at the third canteen, wait for me to eat together!]

Anyone who understands understands.

Even though I don't have to listen to lectures and can slack off, replying to several girls' WeChat messages at the same time is actually quite taxing on my brain.

Just like now.

Zhou Mingyuan scratched his head, staring at the last message on the screen, wondering what it could be.

Come to my office after class.

"Teacher Shen, you wanted to see me?"

In the office of the law school's main building, counselor Shen Yunrong sat in her seat and nodded to the polite young man.

"Oh, find a stool to sit on."

Shen Yunrong, wearing frameless glasses, saw Zhou Mingyuan approaching. She gently moved the mouse in her hand, and the chat page on the screen instantly minimized and disappeared.

"The teacher called you in today mainly to discuss two things."

"First, there's your startup project, which is also an MCN company, right?"

She turned her computer chair around so that she was facing the students.

The counselor was dressed in standard government attire: a plain white short-sleeved shirt tucked into a black knee-length skirt, revealing her long, shapely calves completely encased in flesh-colored stockings, and shiny patent leather mid-heeled shoes.

"Director Kong has been paying close attention to your startup, but he doesn't know the specific progress, so he asked me to talk to you about the current situation and how things are going."

She rested her hand on her forehead, looked at Zhou Mingyuan opposite her, and carefully considered her words.

"Okay."

Zhou Mingyuan cleared his throat, appearing calm and composed.

"Currently, our income mainly comes from two sources: signing fees and gift revenue sharing."

"That's it"

Shen Yunrong looked down at her phone, her fingers flying across the keyboard as she replied to messages.

Actually, she didn't know much about these things.

However, since the leader has made this arrangement, calling Zhou Mingyuan over to understand the specific situation is nothing more than going through the motions.

The other person was using a lot of technical jargon, so she wasn't paying much attention.

"The company has been operating for less than a month, and its turnover is 410,000 yuan."

Zhou Mingyuan continued, "There's still a week until the end of the month. We plan to organize three to five live streams, and there should be no doubt that the revenue will exceed 600,000."

"Oh."

The counselor responded softly, then suddenly came to her senses, raised her eyes, and for the first time, an exaggerated expression appeared on her round, smooth face.

"Wait a minute. How much do you want?"

(End of this chapter)