Cyber love

"What if I really made money..."

  "Little boy, do you think our family is poor? Don't think so, okay? Your dad and I are used to saving money, but our family still has some financial resources. Let me tell you, your current mission..."

  Jiang Qin quickly coughed to interrupt his mother's spell: "Mom, inter-provincial phone calls are actually quite expensive. →"

  "Beep, beep, beep--"

  Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Jiang Qin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

  It's really close. If he says one more word, his mother will probably nag him for half an hour. People of their generation have this kind of thinking. They always feel that the wealth in the world has nothing to do with them. Don't even think about it. Thinking too much about it is just wishful thinking.

  This reminded Jiang Qin of his manager Lao Cheng in his previous life. He resolutely quit his job and started his own business, but ended up losing everything. He came back to work after a year.

  At that time, he muttered one sentence every day: People can never earn money beyond their own cognition.

  My parents are like this. They can only sigh at the wealth and dare not even think about it.

  In other words, besides the difficulty in earning the first pot of gold, the level of vision is also a difficult obstacle to overcome for people who start from scratch. If you don't even dare to think about it, how can you have the courage to earn it?

  "Lao Zhou, do you have anything to do tonight?" Jiang Qin shouted in the dormitory.

  Zhou Chao sat up from the bed: "It's okay, are there any activities tonight?"

  "Help me distribute some flyers in the dormitory building. "

  "?"

  Jiang Qin reached out from under the table and picked up a large bag of flyers. These flyers were made using Pang Hai's initial design draft. Although the effect is not better than that of a fan, it is definitely effective. After all, the cost of using fans for ground promotion is too high, and it is not suitable for continuous use.

  Besides, it is already mid-September. No matter how hot the summer is, it will eventually pass. By then, it will be useless to give out fans.

  Zhou Chao stuck his head out of the bed and took a look at the flyers in the bag: "Distributing so many flyers? My hands will be broken if I do that. You have to treat me to a meal."

  "What do you want to eat?"

  "Braised pig's trotter set meal for second meal, twenty-one servings!" Zhou Chao felt embarrassed after he said that, and felt that he was asking for too much.

  Jiang Qin took out thirty yuan from his wallet and gave it to him: "In addition to the pig's trotters, I'll give you another ten yuan for the old duck soup."

  Zhou Chao immediately smiled: "Thank you, Brother Jiang."

  "You look so worthless."

  Jiang Qin said as he put the wallet in his pocket, thinking that you are still a little worse than Guo Zihang. That guy just called him godfather: "Remember to distribute it to each dormitory one by one. Don't miss any." "

  Don't worry."

  Zhou Chao was full of energy and jumped off the bed. Jiang Qin thought he was going to start handing out flyers, but he picked up his phone and started making a call, and there was a hint of crying in his voice.

  "Mom, I got a part-time job and earned thirty yuan. →"

  "Mom, don't cry. I'm grown up and I will be filial to you and my dad."

  After hanging up the phone, Zhou Chao opened the address book again, found almost the last name and dialed it.

  "Hello, Grandpa, I worked part-time and earned thirty!"

  "Ah? What cousin? I said I earned thirty from my part-time job!"

  After finishing the call with his grandfather, Zhou Chao still looked unsatisfied. After thinking it over again and again, he made another call, and his voice became deliberately gentler.

  "Hey, Xiaoyu, how is college life?"

  "I earned thirty dollars working part-time. Is there anything you want? I can buy it for you."

  "Oh, let's go take a shower. OK, I'll wait for you."

  Jiang Qin looked at Zhou Chao's spirited back and thought that this guy is really dramatic: "Who is Xiaoyu?"

  Zhou Chao put the phone in his pocket: "A high school classmate. She used to pursue me, but I didn't agree because of my studies."

  "6."

  Jiang Qin gave him a thumbs up and thought that since you helped me distribute flyers, I won't expose you, a dead lickspittle.

  Go take a shower, haha, it's so funny.

  After Zhou Chao left the dormitory with the flyers, Cao Guangyu happened to come out of the toilet. He was pulling his crotch and legs, obviously having just applied medicine. He started cursing as soon as he saw Jiang Qin.

  He had been recuperating for ten days after his circumcision and was about to die, but a video made him hemorrhage again.

  "Old Cao, why haven't I seen you playing on my website these past two days? Is it not fun?"

  Cao Guangyu frowned while sitting on the chair: "Don't mention it. I was showing off online a while ago and everyone was applauding. I don't know what happened recently. Suddenly, a large number of unfamiliar IDs came and asked me if I would die if I didn't brag. I was so pissed off."

  Jiang Qin understood. This guy was being taught a lesson by real users: "Impossible, didn't someone say he admired you a few days ago?"

  "No more now. Except for Weiwei, there is no good person on the Internet."

  After saying this, Cao Guangyu showed a nostalgic look on his face, so he reached out to open the webpage, logged into the forum and clicked on the private message page.

  Jiang Qin leaned over curiously and found five words written in the upper right corner of the private message window - Beautiful Weiwei.

  "?"

  "Isn't this nickname the virtual ID of the background robot?"

  Jiang Qin pondered for a moment, then quietly moved over and found that this guy had been sending private messages to this virtual "Weiwei" for three days.

  What's your major? What year are you in? What kind of boys do you like? Do you have any idea of ​​becoming a rich lady?

  Lao Cao is used to being a bootlicker, so he can continue chatting on his own even when there is no one on the other side.

  "Is this Weiwei?"

  Cao Guangyu raised a confident smile: "Yes, she left comments on every one of my previous posts, saying that she admired and liked me. She looks like a simple and kind girl."

  Jiang Qin felt his scalp tingling: "Why did you send her so many private messages?"

  "To keep in touch. When the time is right, I will ask her out for a meeting. I have a feeling that she will not look worse than Hong Yan." "

  Haha, you are quite conservative when bragging. Why don't you say that she is prettier than Feng Nanshu?" Jiang Qin said with sarcasm.

  Cao Guangyu pursed his lips, then shook his head helplessly after a while: "Girls like that are too sci-fi, too beautiful to be real."

  "But if I'm not blind, Miss Weiwei shouldn't have replied to you with even a punctuation mark."

  "She's a little shy." Cao Guangyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

  Jiang Qin felt goosebumps all over his body: "Lao Cao, I advise you to give up as soon as possible and don't go too fucking obsessed."

  "No, do you remember what I said at the beginning of the school year? Girls these days are too reserved. You only have a chance if you take the initiative!"

  "..."

  Jiang Qin was speechless and decided not to pique Cao Guangyu's fantasy.

  When other people go to college, their first crush is either on a senior or a junior girl. Those who like to have affairs with their own people may even date a classmate.

  Cao Guangyu is so awesome that he is in love with the automatic reply system.

  If this were to be exposed, he would probably never be able to raise his head in the dormitory again. If Ren Ziqiang accidentally found out about it, the entire School of Finance would know about it.

  Jiang Qin bowed and expressed his admiration. It was indeed a cyber boy talking about cyber love. Others were surfing the Internet, but you really wanted to go online