Reborn in 08, a heretical cultivator starting a business

Chapter 36: A rich second-generation and a self-made entrepreneur, this dormitory is uninhabitable!
It was pretty much as Fu Yan had predicted.

Today, Wang Junshan's total revenue exceeded 100,000 yuan, and after deducting all costs, the profit still exceeded 80,000 yuan!
However, Guo Xiujie didn't need to know these things.

"Don't talk about these things when you get back to the dorm," Wang Junshan instructed.

"Don't worry, I'll keep my mouth shut. By the way, what kind of business do you run? Can I work part-time there? KFC is too tiring," Guo Xiujie said with a smile.

Wang Junshan nodded: "Okay, we need more people tomorrow, you and Xia Chengjun can both come."

"Okay, what about Sun Mingzhe? Should we invite him along?"

Wang Junshan was speechless: "His dad drives a Mercedes, why are you worrying about it?"

"What? His dad drives a Mercedes?"

"Holy crap! Is this true?"

Guo Xiujie was dumbfounded, feeling as if his entire worldview had collapsed.

My roommate, who always complains about being poor and can't even afford Head & Shoulders shampoo and toothpaste, turns out to be a rich second-generation heir who drives a Mercedes.

This this……

"Try to get some information out of them another day, and you'll find out if it's true or not," Wang Junshan said with a smile.

"Got it." Guo Xiujie returned to his dormitory, plopped down on his bed, and felt completely overwhelmed.

There was so much information tonight.

We were all in the same dormitory, and I thought we were all in the same boat, from ordinary families, and all had to earn money to make ends meet!
It turns out that one of my roommates is a rich kid; his dad drives a Mercedes!

Another roommate is even more impressive; he started his own business and became a big boss, earning over 50,000 yuan a day!

What the hell!
"I'm totally devastated!"

Guo Xiujie was filled with mixed emotions, feeling a chill run through him.

We promised each other that if we become rich and powerful, we won't forget each other!

As it turns out, neither of you has ever been poor!
I'm so...

"Xiu Jie, what are you standing there for? Where's the water you got for me?"

Sun Mingzhe, lying on the bed, couldn't help but speak.

It took a whole day for the fever to break.

Heatstroke is truly unpleasant.

Guo Xiujie snapped out of his daze and looked at Sun Mingzhe: "Old Sun, is the way Mercedes shifts gears different from other cars?"

"Of course, Mercedes-Benz has a unique column shifter!"

Speaking of this, Sun Mingzhe got excited:
"Do you understand 'carrying a file'?"

"The sophisticated design is right next to the steering wheel; you can shift gears with a simple flick of the wrist—elegant and convenient."

"Look at the traditional gear levers of BMW and Audi, they are too outdated. The column shifter is much more convenient and more advanced."

"Of course, because Mercedes-Benz doesn't have a gear lever, it's also easier to lean over from the passenger side."

"Therefore, there's a brilliant but unconventional trick... if there's a woman in the passenger seat..."

Hearing that Sun Mingzhe was driving despite being ill, Guo Xiujie laughed and asked, "How do you know all this so clearly?"

"Of course I know, my dad drives a Mercedes-Benz E-Class, 3.0, V6!"

Sun Mingzhe blurted out, then realized his mistake, his expression changing drastically: 'Oh no, I've revealed my wealth!'

How can I pretend to be poor now?

How can we share living supplies with our roommates?

Guo Xiujie's face turned ashen: "..."

Xia Chengjun was utterly stunned, as if struck by lightning: "!!!"

Click!

Lights went out.

The whole room fell silent.

After a long silence, Xia Chengjun broke the silence: "Mingzhe, how much did your dad buy his Mercedes E-Class, 3.0, V6? It must have cost seven or eight hundred thousand, right?"

"Almost...almost...more or less, ugh, my head hurts, this heatstroke is awful!"

As Sun Mingzhe spoke, he tried to evade the question.

Xia Chengjun was furious: "I was blind! I never imagined Young Master Sun was a rich second-generation. One of your cars can buy four of my houses. Wow, that's impressive. My apologies." Guo Xiujie chimed in, "What's even more disrespectful is that our esteemed Young Master Sun, with assets worth hundreds of millions, pretends to be poor every day. He can't even afford toothpaste, face wash, laundry detergent, water cards, or shower cards; he just mooches off us poor folks. It's truly a shame for Young Master Sun."

"It's because we're poor that we couldn't let Young Master Sun enjoy the good things, which lowered his quality of life!"

“I…” Sun Mingzhe opened his mouth, but in the end, he couldn’t say anything.

He knew in his heart that it was all over, and he would never be able to mooch off anyone again.

Seeing this, Wang Junshan chuckled but said nothing more.

Tonight's experience was a devastating blow to both Guo Xiujie and Xia Chengjun.

That night, the two were filled with emotion, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep even while holding the winter melon.

Xia Chengjun was alright, but he felt like he had been deceived and used.

Guo Xiujie, on the other hand, suffered a double blow.

"One is Sun Mingzhe, a rich second-generation, and the other is Wang Junshan, a first-generation entrepreneur!"

"Damn it, this dorm is uninhabitable!"

Under this double blow, Guo Xiujie suffered from complete insomnia.

However, Wang Junshan couldn't be bothered with any of this.

At school, the differences between everyone are still small.

Once you graduate, it's a world of difference.

Like computer science.

Those with connections have already been given jobs by their families, securing IT positions in top-tier state-owned enterprises, where they don't have to work 996 hours and still earn high salaries.

Those with the ability can work in big companies in Beijing and earn a decent income.

The rest is up to fate: either become a slave to a leading local internet company or return to your hometown to develop your career.

Ten years later, the gap has widened significantly.

Those who go to big companies often find themselves in poor health as they get older, and they end up being laid off.

Those with family connections not only slack off in IT positions at state-owned enterprises every day, but also rise to management positions through their parents' connections.

Earning an annual salary of three to four hundred thousand, directing newly recruited 985 graduates to work, without any mid-life crisis, and even engaging in some unspoken rules, it's practically unfair how comfortable it is!

In his previous life, Sun Mingzhe was the worst student in his major, but his family had resources and he had a degree from a top-tier university (985).

After some resource exchange by his father, he was directly assigned to an IT position at a leading state-owned enterprise, where he earned 15 yuan a year right after graduation.

In just three years, he was reassigned to a middle management position and earned over 40 yuan a year.

Needless to say, the hidden benefits are far more luxurious than those of Wang Junshan, the R&D manager and R&D director.

But Guo Xiujie and Xia Chengjun were far worse off. They became like nuclear-powered oxen, earning a decent income when they were young, but were later laid off and then their wives divorced them, leaving them with only their bodies worn down by the 996 work schedule. Their later lives were truly miserable...

Tonight's experience was both a blow and a learning experience for Guo Xiujie and Xia Chengjun.

There's no other way; kids without family wealth or connections have to work even harder than others.

Sure enough, the next day, both of them had changed.

After attending two classes, both Guo Xiujie and Xia Chengjun approached Wang Junshan:

“Junshan, we’ve quit our part-time jobs at KFC and McDonald’s. From now on, we’ll work for you.”

"Sure, you can start with a part-time job, which pays 6 yuan per hour, right next to the school."

"it is good!"

"No problem," the two readily agreed.

"Let's go, get in the car."

Wang Junshan drove his tricycle to a print shop to pick up some flyers, then took the two of them straight to the Hotel Management College.

Sales of winter melons at Binzhou University have been halved again. This truckload of winter melons that arrived this morning probably won't sell in two days. As long as Lu Chuan is keeping an eye on things, that's fine.

The School of Hotel Management and Hengxing Vocational College are the main focus and the primary growth drivers.

Arrived at Boya Supermarket.

Lu Xiaoyu and Wu Ping are busy selling winter melons.

(End of this chapter)