Rebirth 2004: I can make money by writing.

Hao Qiang and store manager Yang Qiuhong both predicted that business would be even busier on weekends than on Fridays, and arranged temporary staff in advance to cope with the peak in customer flow.

At the beginning, Hao Qiang felt that he would not make much money from opening a hot pot restaurant, but he did not expect a surprise.

Based on Friday's sales, the gross profit was close to 6,000 yuan, no less than what he earned from hard work typing.

Of course, the writing system is the core of his career and cannot be measured simply by the amount of money.

It was a rare opportunity to make money, so Hao Qiang bought two sets of identical brand skin care products, one for Han Qingying and one for Qiu Yuqing, and both of them happily accepted them.

Hao Qiang's influence gradually spread, and the people around him also changed.

Wu Hai, one of them, received a 500 yuan salary advance from Hao Qiang and excitedly spent more than 200 yuan to buy a second-hand mountain bike. This move immediately attracted the envy of his classmates.

Especially after I knew that he earned dozens of dollars a day working part-time outside, I was even more envious.

Wu Hai was tired from working part-time, but he felt that his wallet was getting fatter every day. He was happy every day and became more confident. He even dared to say hello to the beautiful nurses in the school when he saw them.

Money is really a man's courage.

On Friday night, after closing, Wu Hai posted several photos in the senior high school QQ group, including bustling scenes of fireworks and a selfie of himself in his work clothes.

"Dear classmates, I'm working part-time. Apart from the delicious food, it's too tiring!" Wu Hai wrote.

In the senior high school QQ group, many students now have mobile phones and computers.

Most of my classmates went to college, but many of them felt that there was no chance of going to college and went to work directly.

In this era, QQ had just become popular and young people were immersed in it every day. Therefore, the real-time number of online people in Wu Hai's senior high school QQ group was usually around 20, and everyone was sharing their lives and what they saw and heard every day.

Seeing Wu Hai's message, some curious classmates asked in the group: "Hey, Wu Hai has a part-time job, how much can he make in a day?"

"It includes work meals, 40 yuan, not too high." Wu Hai replied proudly. In fact, he was very satisfied with the salary, which far exceeded his expectations.

If you want to show off, of course you should be humble.

"It's so high! Is it true?" A classmate expressed doubt.

"In Yuecheng, where can I find a part-time job with such a high salary?

"The daily wage is higher than many office workers'," said a classmate who didn't attend university but worked part-time, surprised. He works at an electronics factory in Wancheng, working more than ten hours a day and only earning a few hundred yuan a month.

Unexpectedly, Wu Hai's part-time job was higher than his, and he suddenly felt psychologically unbalanced.

"Yeah, making 40 yuan a day is better than working part-time. Why bother studying? I can just go to work."

After a while, the group became lively.

Wu Hai looked at the message on the screen and responded proudly, "40 yuan is actually not bad. Compared with our boss, it's less than one percent.

Of course, being able to get such a high salary depends mainly on the boss. Generally, part-time jobs only make 20 to 30 yuan."

"What kind of hot pot restaurant is this? It's so awesome, so it must make over 100,000 yuan a month, right?"

"Looking at the popularity, it's true that you can make money, but I'm not sure how much."

"Wu Hai, what's your relationship with this rich boss? Why is he taking such good care of you?"

"Could it be a relative?" someone else speculated.

Seeing the atmosphere in the group chat gradually heating up, Wu Hai dropped a bombshell, stirring up even greater waves:

"You'd never guess that this hot pot restaurant was invested by Hao Qiang, right? Hehe."

Wu Hai felt that Hao Qiang's college classmates all knew that he was starting a business, and he thought it was no big deal if he told his high school classmates.

He also wanted to take this opportunity to slap the faces of his classmates in the county town who once looked down on Hao Qiang's rural family background.

As soon as the news came out, the group exploded and became boiling with excitement.

Those classmates who had been lurking before also came out and sent messages asking questions. Most of them expressed doubts about the news.

"Hao Qiang's hot pot restaurant? Wu Hai, are you kidding me?"

"Is this true? How come Hao Qiang opened a hot pot restaurant? Isn't he at Zhongda University?"

"You're kidding! How could Hao Qiang have so much money to open a store?" classmate Lin Fan questioned.

"Is Xueba Hao here? Come out and explain."

"Brother Qiang has been lurking. I sent him a QQ message, but he didn't reply. I guess he doesn't check QQ normally." A classmate who has a good relationship with Hao Qiang replied.

"Maybe he didn't buy a cell phone or a computer."

"Hao Qiangguang received 20,000 yuan in college entrance examination bonus, so he has enough money to buy a cell phone."

Many students did not speak, but kept staring at the messages in the group, feeling that Wu Hai's news was too shocking.

Chen Jiaqi also saw the message in the QQ group, but her inner hope was the opposite of that of most of her classmates. She hoped that the message was false.

Since entering university, Chen Jiaqi has discovered that many of his classmates come from prosperous cities.

So when she was looking for a boyfriend, it was impossible for her to set her sights on old classmates from the county town or even the countryside.

As for Hao Qiang, in her opinion, he was just good at studying. Even if he could find a good job after graduation, how many years would he have to work before he could afford a house in the city?

A new house in Yuecheng, about 100 square meters, would cost about 500,000 to 600,000 yuan.

When she suddenly saw Wu Hai's message, she, like the rest of her classmates, was shocked: Hao Qiang invested in a hot pot restaurant? He could make hundreds of thousands of yuan a month?

This seemed almost impossible to her.

However, she thought of that bastard Hao Qiang, who always liked to keep a low profile, and all kinds of magical things happened to him.

Moreover, Wu Hai took the photo and is a good friend of Hao Qiang, so it is very likely to be true.

This contradictory emotion made Chen Jiaqi fall into deep thought.

Wu Hai saw his classmates talking about it, and continued to send messages boastfully: "Qiangzi is still in school, so he just works part-time as an investor and doesn't usually take care of the store.

As for the source of his funds, he earned it, and it's legal anyway. I can't tell you the details.

Qiangzi is a super celebrity in CUHK. I won’t reveal how great he is. Just come to CUHK and ask any student and you will know.

Maybe his information can be found on the CUHK BBS.

I'm going to work tomorrow which is the weekend. I'll send you a photo of him when I have time. Qiangzi is so handsome now.

I'm exhausted tonight. It's not easy to make 40 yuan a day. I need to take a shower and go to bed. Classmates, let's talk later."

As soon as Wu Hai sent the message, some classmates couldn't wait to start searching online.

Not long after, I found a recent message about Hao Qiang. It was posted the day before yesterday. There were a lot of replies, hundreds of them, so it was pinned to the top.

The headline read: [Shocking News: Freshman Singer Hao Qiang Invests Hundreds of Thousands of Yuan Off-Campus to Open Hot Pot Restaurant]

The post also included several secretly taken photos, each of which was clear, as if one had personally witnessed Hao Qiang's glory. This really shows that there is truth in the pictures.

Hao Qiang's background 1.JPG, Hao Qiang's front view.JPG, Boss Hao greeting customers at the store entrance.JPG...

Comment 1: "It really is the singing god Hao Qiang. Is this the hot pot restaurant he opened?"

Comment 2: "A classmate saw him at the store and confirmed that he opened it. He admitted it himself."

Comment 3: "This hot pot restaurant must have cost hundreds of thousands of yuan. Is he a rich second generation?"

Reply 4: "He's most likely a second-generation rich kid, but he's so wealthy and talented, I have to admire him!"

Reply to comment 5: "I'm so jealous. She's such a great singer and dancer, and she's also so rich."

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The students who found the information sent these screenshots to their QQ group, which immediately sparked heated discussions among their classmates.

Lin Fan asked in confusion, "How can Hao Qiang dance and sing? Could he be someone with the same name?"

A classmate immediately responded: "Isn't there a picture above? Look at his figure and temperament, it's him. He's just much more handsome than in high school."

"After entering university, everyone pays attention to their image. This is normal. I didn't expect Hao Qiang to be so rich and invest hundreds of thousands of dollars!"

Chen Mengqi silently looked at the comments and photos of her classmates, feeling mixed emotions.

How come this guy who once confessed his love to her can sing and dance and is so rich?

After school started, a handsome student from Yuecheng pursued her, making her feel that she could get rid of the psychological shadow of Hao Qiang.

But now, she regretted it, very much.

If she had agreed to Hao Qiang's confession, she might have gotten what she wanted easily.

If you earn more than 100,000 yuan a month, it won’t be long before you can buy a luxurious villa and live a life that countless people envy.

But now, everything has become a thing of the past, and I am very unwilling to accept it.

No, tomorrow is the weekend, so she plans to confirm it with her own eyes.

If all this was just a rumor, she could just laugh it off.

But if this is true, although she will feel very uncomfortable, at least there will be a clear answer, and she will no longer be worried about gains and losses like now. At least there should be an ending.

She knew that Hao Qiang would no longer pay attention to her, even if she still held on to a glimmer of hope.