I am not Ximen Qing.

The girl across the hall blushed deeply, smiling slightly as she stared at him. The Beijing girl might be judging his abilities: a crisp white shirt, young and energetic, and most importantly, he could earn money. Having a boyfriend like that would make both her material and spiritual life infinitely wonderful. Love is always full of imagination and fantasy.

This storefront was created out of nothing. Starting a business requires wisdom, but even more so, it requires utilizing resources from all over the world. Within the bounds of the rules, it's about using the resources of the marketplace to manage working capital. In fact, this large marketplace is also a large financing platform. By trading time for space, as long as capital continues to circulate and profits remain within a certain range, one can safely exit the business.

We sold a lot of computers, and the first year's rent was covered by the profits. The rest was pure profit. Thinking back to the initial anxiety, the fear of losses... Now, if I work until the end of the year, I'll have tens of thousands of yuan in savings. After all these years, I'm finally going to have my own savings; I'm going to become rich!

The Beijing girl had been observing him for over a year, watching him constantly busy, running around, never seeming to rest. Sometimes he would glance at her, and her face would flush like a rose. Her mother would sit beside her, and the two would occasionally exchange a few words, perhaps talking about this hardworking young man. It was likely that their family of four's after-dinner conversations revolved around him, and the girl might even have developed feelings for him.

It felt like stepping back into school, where a quiet, composed girl watched a reckless boy running wildly on the soccer field. How selfless and pure was the love of youth! He saw no trace of commercialism in her eyes; she was pure, like a lotus rising from the mud, untainted. The clamor and shouts of the vendors seemed to belong to a different world. She was simply curious and intrigued by everything here. Her family's business had nothing to do with her; she was simply her mother's obedient daughter, head bowed, silent, a refined young lady whose very presence accentuated her beauty.

Every day, they might exchange a glance, then immediately look away, because she was their parents' darling, and they were determined to find their only daughter a good husband. He just felt that having a girl around during the boring days made even unrequited love a bit more enjoyable for a single young man. Her brother would sometimes chat with him about his business experiences, and he secretly chuckled to himself, wondering if her brother would still dare to speak if he knew he was eyeing his sister. But who knew this secret in his heart but himself? He was introverted and had never shaken off his fear of talking to girls. And if his philandering parents weren't there, he might sneak into her family's shop during a busy workday and ask her for a small favor, hoping to strike up a conversation. Only by chatting together could he break the current stalemate.

Perhaps the elderly couple saw how fickle their son was with girls, and imagined that young men these days might be just like him. Their only precious daughter stayed by their side like a kitten, as if afraid someone would snatch her away. Wherever their daughter went, the loving mother followed, even though when business was busy, the young man and his father did all the work. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but he hadn't had the opportunity. For over a year, they'd only exchanged glances and fleeting looks. If he continued with this attitude, he'd never have a girlfriend.

When people are busy, they feel fulfilled, working tirelessly from morning till night. Sometimes, when regular customers come, they can even go to the Tian Shang Tian roast duck restaurant together for a meal and drinks. Money can be a bottomless pit when it comes to building relationships, but treating customers to a meal can elevate those friendships. Customers are truly kind-hearted; because you treat them to a meal, they feel that business isn't just about money. They are touched by the sentiment and thoughtfulness, and then they will go out of their way to recommend the restaurant to their relatives and friends.

He wasn't born a businessman, but things didn't go as planned. To survive, to live better, to earn more money, to realize his life's dream—to settle in Beijing like Baoyu—he strived relentlessly. Immersed in this cesspool of opportunity, he lost sight of right and wrong. In the supermarket, brothers and sisters from all over the country worked tirelessly every day, all striving for wealth and success. Those already owned businesses sought greater expansion, while those still employed dreamed of one day becoming small business owners with their own shops.

Actually, once you integrate into this place, you'll find that starting a business isn't that difficult. All you need is a bit of courage and experience. You don't necessarily need to be exceptionally intelligent or highly educated. Entrepreneurship has always relied on courage, not just brains. There are many illiterate, stuttering people working in large supermarkets who still earn hundreds of thousands a year. There are plenty of these uneducated, rural farmers. Opportunity lies in boldly creating. Earning a million sometimes relies on drive and courage, but earning ten million requires wisdom. Yet, many rural farmers here still earn tens of millions, and there are many billionaires. These big bosses started out with no other options, no secret get-rich-quick schemes, just hard work, perseverance, and constant learning from their experiences. Over time, they developed the wisdom and intelligence of business owners. You hear many such legendary stories every day.

To put it bluntly, the Beijing girl's mother kept a close eye on her, making it impossible for him to communicate with her. Several times he really wanted to go up to her and say hello, but that was just a fantasy. Her parents, like two great gods, had long since scared away any wandering monks. The girl was probably too young; at eighteen or nineteen, she was already out of school. Many girls that age were still in their second year of high school, but this girl had long been confined to her room. Looking at her parents, their demeanor was quite arrogant, so this budding romantic feeling had to be buried deep in his heart.

One day, a romantic story unfolded.

"You're so young to be a boss, that takes guts." - A female science and engineering student.

"I originally wanted to be a doctor, and I regret my college application decision. Can you believe it? If I hadn't made that wrong decision, I would be a surgeon in a hospital now."

Baoyu is a medical school graduate, and his sister-in-law is also a six-year postgraduate student in medicine. Their love story began with the woman pursuing the man. His uncle put a lot of effort into naming Baoyu, and his career has been remarkably smooth. Now, Baoyu is the idol of the entire family. At only thirty-something, he owns a large house in Beijing and recently bought a luxury Xiali sedan worth over 100,000 yuan. His second aunt says that Baoyu has no choice; the competitive atmosphere in the medical circle is stronger than in any other circle. His sister-in-law never cares about buying expensive cosmetics or nice clothes. Her love for Baoyu is entirely expressed in providing him with his own luxury car, so she can maintain her status among her friends.

Baoyu had a huge influence on him. Now, his ultimate dream is the same as Baoyu's: to work hard to earn money to buy a big house and a luxury car.

"No, don't you know? You have more courage than the bookworms in our school. I think you have a brighter future on this path."

"Thank you for your compliment, Qiantu."

"I'm not trying to flatter you. You're really a professional at doing things."

"Oh my god? She thinks I'm a professional."

He was thinking to himself, "This is the first time a beautiful female college student, especially one majoring in science and engineering, has praised me. I'm so excited that I can't help but glance at her a few more times." At first, his attention was completely focused on business, and he didn't notice what she looked like. He hadn't been out of school long, and he didn't have any money. His father's monthly salary was only about 300 yuan, which he sent entirely to pay for his studies. His mother always complained that her son spent too much money and didn't know how to save. Now that he didn't need anyone else...

Did she still think like the female classmates in his college class? But looking at her closely, she was quite elegant. In men's eyes, young female college students are all beautiful young women. As long as they are not too ugly, he wouldn't be too picky. Unlike in high school, he missed out on so many wonderful romances. It's such a pity. If he could turn back time, he would definitely have a good relationship.

Do you have a phone?

"No, but here's the dorm phone number, could you write it down?"

"Okay," he said excitedly, and wrote down her phone number.

"Does she like me? Does she have feelings for me? Has she fallen in love with me? The girl from Beijing across from me, look, outstanding boys are never short of female admirers, and she's a female college student majoring in science and engineering right from the start. What a romantic season for love, and a girl has fallen in love with me."

These were his own innermost thoughts, which he often muttered to himself. They were the best antidote to regaining his dignity. After drinking them, his confidence soared. But then he became timid. For several days, he stared at the female college student's phone number in her dormitory room, but he didn't have the courage to call her and ask her out for coffee or to go dancing at the volcano.

"If she loves me, she will come to me again, and then I won't have to lose my dignity again. I've already lost my dignity to two women. This is the third time a female college student majoring in science and engineering has rejected me. That would have completely destroyed my beautiful world of love."

The moment my heart fluttered was when she appeared—the most beautiful Sichuan girl, Lin Xiaoqing. I've forgotten how we met, but there's a type of girl you'll never forget. The best way to get to know a girl is through work. He didn't know how she came to Beijing; that was his biggest mistake. To pursue a girl, especially one with great charm, you must have a fatherly heart. A man's greatest virtue is thick-skinnedness, and you should be thick-skinned when dealing with girls, like a toad relentlessly pursuing its prey. So what? So what?

Actually, humans also have estrus cycles. Unlike animals whose estrus cycles are seasonal, humans have an unlimited estrus cycle and may continue to be in heat forever. Women also have a scent associated with estrus. Men's noses are not as sensitive as animals', and their expressions are rather comical, but their eyes will light up, and they will be unable to move, always looking for a suitable excuse to approach him.

During a busy purchasing process, the brightly lit office space enclosed by glass on the second floor of the large shopping mall near the escalator was filled with all sorts of multimedia products, all of them optical and magnetic products from South Korea and Taiwan. LG, Samsung, Acer, as well as Japanese brands like Panasonic and Sony, were all mainstream products at the time. There were no Chinese domestic products; if there were, they were all from OEM factories located in Huizhou, Guangzhou.

After China's reform and opening up, international giants opened many assembly plants in China, keeping core technologies in their home countries. China has a large population and extremely cheap labor. The business environment in rural small cities was poor, and employment was difficult. Migrant workers flocked to large factories and big cities—a mission bestowed upon them by the times. Taking advantage of their youth, many ambitious young people left their impoverished hometowns to change their fate, seizing opportunities and becoming white-collar workers and members of the middle class in cities.

How much does one unit cost?

"Six hundred yuan."

"So expensive!"

"LG is our company's distributor, the general distributor in North China."

"How come I haven't heard of it?"

"I haven't heard of it, why are you asking?"

"The client needs my help."

"Let me tell you, all LG stores get their goods from me. If you have a large sales volume, you can get a rebate."

How much money will be refunded?

"Ten units, ten yuan each."

"Give me ten."

"This thing will drop in price, and we'll lose money."

"Ten units, please."

Where is your shop located?

"On the third floor."

"Okay, wait half an hour."

"I'll pay in cash upon delivery."

"Okay, I'll send it up in a bit."

"this is my name card."

"Are you the store manager?"

"Yes, doesn't it look like it?"

"So young, and already a store manager? I thought he was."

"My name is Liu Xianglian." A young man wearing glasses, speaking with a Sichuan accent, said this.

"Liu Xianglian, hurry up and push the cart to get the goods."

"I know," Liu Xianglian said impatiently to Lin Xiaoqing.

"Is he your boyfriend?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't want to find a boyfriend so soon."

"I can rest assured that."

"Don't worry, rest assured, after-sales service is guaranteed, unlike those counterfeit or grey market goods that have no warranty."

There was no real sentimentality involved in all this fuss; he simply wanted to spend more time with her and inhale her natural fragrance. Summer has one advantage: girls wear less, their figures are on full display. She was so fair, porcelain-white as jade, with rosy cheeks and two dimples when she smiled. Her jet-black hair was tied back with a hair clip, and her clear, bright eyes possessed a unique Sichuan charm. She wore a stretchy pink top, revealing part of her chest. Her breasts were truly full, almost bursting out from under the pink dress. The girl was so young, yet her breasts were so large. The girl wasn't angry; he was only slightly embarrassed by her ample bosom. After all, it wasn't her fault that she had thighs and breasts; besides, looking wasn't for nothing—he had to pay for it anyway.

"Oh dear, he only bought five."

"It's okay, if the remaining stage can't be sold, we can return it."

“I’m not going to do that kind of return. My monthly sales are at least two hundred units.”

"I support you in asking the company for policy changes, I will definitely support you."

He had already made up his mind. Even if he lost five yuan on each CD burner, he would only lose twenty-five yuan on five, which was nothing. It was worth it for this girl. His mind was filled with images of Lin Xiaoqing.

Now that the Beijing girl's status has vanished, he's completely switched all his customers' choices for optical and magnetic products to LG, refusing to consider any other brands. He's driven by the allure of her beautiful figure, hoping to impress other stores and rekindle his lost self-esteem. Whether he makes a sale or not doesn't matter; loving her means being willing to sacrifice for her. Thankfully, he only loves her; if he loved several other girls from different brands, his business would be doomed.

It seems that men are all like silly boys in front of girls, and no matter how big their fortune is, they will squander it all. He loves to see her blushing and shy, holding several machines in her hands, her beautiful big breasts filling the space. He goes to pick up the goods and then looks closely at her heaving breasts. She doesn't care at all. Big and well-shaped breasts are God's weapon to conquer all the men in the world.

Actually, girls aren't afraid of men staring at their alluring breasts; it shows they are charming and can make men lose their way in their maternal aura.

He was actually quite low-key, but his shady dealings were still noticed.

"You've got your eye on Xiaoqing. Go for it! She doesn't have a boyfriend, and she's really pretty."

"Jin Xia, don't talk nonsense."

"Alright, you haven't been helping me ship anything lately. If you've got your eye on something, stop pretending."

"Jin Xia, stop talking nonsense."

"Xiaoqing, look, he's not shipping his goods through me anymore."

"Jin Xia is now also my agent."

When are you going to the wedding?

"Jin Xia, stop fooling around."

In truth, Lin Xiaoqing knew his intentions perfectly well. However, this girl was particularly cunning and ambitious. She wanted to observe his character closely, and every time he asked her out for dinner or a movie, she always had the best excuse. Her boss was from Changhong Electric Appliances in Sichuan, a city teeming with beautiful women. Lin Xiaoqing's beauty was like that of the legendary goddess of Wushan, yet possessed the spirit of the Sichuan region. She repeatedly emphasized that her parents were both middle school teachers, and her boss had arranged a strict dormitory for her, requiring her to return to her room on time every day. Therefore, refusing him like this left him with no grounds for argument, at least she could visit him occasionally for a chat. Liu Xianglian was furious, yet helpless.