Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

Liang Tianxing felt that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, today's event would have been a complete waste of his efforts.

Of course, this is an optimistic view. But if we analyze it reasonably but not optimistically, Wu Yan will never be able to watch movies with Zhang Haizhu again.

During the 110-minute movie, Wu Yan was startled 15 times.

If she weren't too weak, Wu Yan would have flipped the stool over.

Liang Tianxing felt only relief—thankfully, Zhu Zi liked Wu Yan, not Su Yu; otherwise, given Su Yu's heart's capacity, she would have needed to be rushed to the hospital within ten minutes of the movie starting.

The movie ended, and the group got up and left.

The landlady smiled and said suggestively, "Want to watch another one? There's still some time before the dorms close!"

Judging from the way the landlady was winking and making faces, she'd probably be willing to put on an extra-long movie until closing time.

"No, no, I have class early tomorrow morning."

The landlady looked slightly disappointed; it seemed she wouldn't be able to attract any new customers to her other small guesthouse today.

As they left the video arcade, the girls all breathed a sigh of relief.

The environment inside the video arcade was indeed not very good. There were people smoking and drinking beer. In addition, it was late autumn and the weather was cold. The doors and windows were tightly closed. After staying inside for two hours, they felt like they were about to suffocate.

Seeing Lin Ting's distressed expression, Jiang Zong decided to—

Buy a house, then buy a TV, then buy a VCR.

There should be a very comfortable sofa and blankets so that she can watch it sitting, lying down, or sprawled out—whatever is most comfortable for her.

The idea was decided on the way, and the action began as soon as I entered the dormitory.

Jiang Zong put down his suitcase and asked Liang Tianxing, "Do you know where there are any houses for sale nearby?"

The other four were busy complaining and being complained about when they heard Jiang Zong speak. They were all stunned for a moment, and then Liang Tianxing said, "We have to ask Aunt Zhao about this. She has a lot of information. It was Aunt Zhao who introduced Zheng and the others to buy houses... But why are you buying a house?"

Jiang Zong replied in a serious tone, "Let me listen to the movie."

Everyone: "..."

Liang Tianxing straightened his jaw, which had been slamming on the table, and then, with extreme helplessness and trembling, pointed at Jiang Zong and looked at Zhang Haizhu: "Zhuzi, do you understand what I mean by decadent and dissolute lifestyle?"

Because the video rental shop was in poor condition, Jiang Zong decided to buy a house and set up a video rental shop for Lin to watch movies.

Buying a house, a TV, a VCR... all that money added up is enough for Lin to watch movies for two lifetimes!

If this young master were in ancient times, he would definitely be a tyrannical ruler.

for sure.

Zhang Haizhu remained silent for a full half minute before rubbing his hands together and approaching Jiang Zong: "Hey, Jiang Zong, why don't you pursue me? I'm easy to win over!"

Jiang Zong: "...?"

……

"Pursuing me?"

In dormitory 234, Wu Yan pointed to the tip of her nose with one finger, her face full of confusion.

The other four girls asked in unison, "Didn't you notice?"

Wu Yan stared wide-eyed: "No way, how did you come to this conclusion? Zhang Haizhu clearly has a grudge against me! I missed at least twenty minutes of the movie! I still don't know how Wei Xiaobao found the treasure!"

The girls remained silent.

To be honest, Zhang's actions really did seem like revenge.

but--

"Yanzi, can't you see the burning light in Zhang's eyes? I think he really likes you." Li Zhi, a seasoned gossip expert, made her judgment truthfully.

Wu Yan shook her head vigorously, saying definitively, "That was obviously just the reflection from the TV screen, Zhizhi, you're overthinking it!"

A big question mark appeared in Li Zhi's mind.

Is that possible?

Wu Yan demonstrated through her actions what it means to be confused when you're involved, but clear-headed when you're an observer.

The others sighed helplessly and chose to abandon her and go about their own business.

Zheng Miaoying pulled a cardboard box out from under the lower bunk and said to Lin, "Listen, the flyers are printed. Brother Liang brought me a box at noon today, and he said he'll take people to put up the rest at other schools."

Other schools are easy to get into, but here, you have to rely on yourself no matter what.

Zheng Miaoying's eyes shone brightly as she patted her chest and declared, "I just wanted to let you know that you don't need to do this. I told my mom, and she'll make the paste tonight. I'll go and apply it tomorrow!"

Lin Ting paused for three seconds, then handed her the mobile phone: "Call Auntie, there's no need to make paste."

"Huh? What do we use to put up the ads?" Yingzi asked blankly. "Transparent tape is very expensive."

"No need to put them up," Lin said. "This job won't even cost fifty yuan, and it'll be more effective than putting up small ads."

Yingzi: "...?"

Lin Ting first had her call Aunt Zheng to make sure she didn't need to make the paste, and then she contacted Jiang Zong, whom she had recently parted ways with.

During the group purchase promotion that evening, each salesperson, in addition to their usual sales routine, also distributed a small advertisement to each dormitory.

Tonight, they each earned an extra five yuan.

The total cost was forty-five yuan.

It definitely didn't reach fifty yuan.

Furthermore, it ensured that 95% of students saw the "TOEFL test preparation class enrollment" advertisement.

Teacher training universities, where group purchasing is in full swing, also used this method for promotion.

After hearing about it, Zhang Liang simply hired students from each university to stuff small advertisements into the cracks of each dormitory door.

The day after distributing the flyers, Zhang Liang, the part-time director of the admissions office of the tutoring school, received so many phone calls that his voice became hoarse.

"The tuition fee is thirty yuan per month. You can try a class for one day before deciding whether to enroll."

"Expensive? My friend, is this thirty yuan? No, this is your future! Isn't your future worth thirty yuan?"

"Register early to choose your seat. If you want to register, I suggest you don't hesitate for too long."

"Classes will start promptly at 9:00 AM this Sunday. The school location is..."

Zhang Liang himself couldn't remember how many times he had repeated the same thing. Luckily, Feng Yue acted as his customer service representative for a while, otherwise his throat would have been broken.

Feng Yue considerately placed a cup of loquat leaf tea in front of Zhang Liang, then said with undisguised worry, "Brother Liang, I think most of these people are just there for the fun of it; very few actually want to enroll in the class."

"Yes, thirty yuan is a considerable burden for most students."

Zhang Liang drank the herbal tea, but habitually showed no concern whatsoever.

He always felt that whatever the boss wanted to do would definitely succeed.

Starting Thursday, a steady stream of students began signing up for trial classes.

Zhang Liang sent out thirty-seven audition certificates in one day.

Of course, at least 80% of them are there to freeload and take advantage of the classes.

How many people can stay depends on Lin Ting and Zheng Miaoying's abilities.

Time flies, and the weekend is here in the blink of an eye.

Starting from the roadside, arrows were drawn in chalk on the walls to indicate the direction of the classroom.

An abandoned warehouse, worn-out desks and chairs, and an empty classroom.

Every aspect reflects the hardships of starting a business.

In the small room that was once the warehouse manager's office, Zheng Miaoying rubbed her hands, her face pale, which made the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows appear even redder.

"Listen to this, so many people, I'm so nervous!"

Lin Ting was taken aback: "You have far more lecturing experience than I do, what are you nervous about?"

"But I only spoke to one or two people before!"

Lin Ting put himself in Yingzi's shoes and had to admit that Yingzi did have reason to be nervous.

She simply picked up the vocabulary lesson notes and said, "I'll teach the first lesson, you can calm down."

"Huh? Then you...aren't you nervous?"

Lin Ting patted her on the shoulder: "Don't worry, if there really are troublemakers, the worst outcome is that Brother Liang will become one of them."

"Fight...fight together?"