At the entrance of the New Century Electronics Factory, located at Industrial Avenue 157, Chen Han Sheng parked the car nearby and said, "I'll go buy two packs of cigarettes."
"See, I told you he doesn't act like a typical college student; he's familiar with the ways of society," Zhong Jian Cheng said with a smile to Kong Jing.
Kong Jing nodded slightly. Chen Han Sheng didn't have the usual shy demeanor of a typical college student but rather a kind of sharp yet rounded personality.
"Chen Han Sheng's actions have saved us a lot of effort. I may not be able to secure business with this Hong Kong-funded electronics factory, but if he encounters any difficulties, I will support him," Zhong Jian Cheng said.
Kong Jing, in her heart, wasn't pleased with the excessive power given to the franchise owners, but she still smiled and said, "The headquarters can understand. Ultimately, we still need the logistics, and without people, it won't work. Since Chen Han Sheng is willing to do it, Manager Zhong, please provide assistance in other areas."
Before long, Chen Han Sheng returned, holding two packs of Hong Kong King cigarettes.
Zhong Jian Cheng found it odd. "This isn't like you."
Chen Han Sheng usually gave gifts of Zhonghua cigarettes, but this was the first time he brought out Hong Kong King.
"Can a school really be the same as a factory?" Chen Han Sheng said. "In school, things are simpler—give a gift, and things get done. In a factory, it's harder to say."
"Besides, if I had given Zhonghua cigarettes right when we met, would I have to buy you a pack of the 95 Supreme next time?" Hong Kong King 95 Supreme costs over 100 yuan per pack, and Chen Han Sheng wasn't that generous.
When he parked, Chen Han Sheng specifically looked for a sports car but didn't find one. Inside the meeting room, he didn't see that woman either. The meeting was being chaired by a deputy factory manager, and Kong Jing and Zhong Jian Cheng were just observers. The logistics work was being handled by the deputy supervisor, Zhao Chun Ming.
Chen Han Sheng knew that Zhao Chun Ming, a tall, thin, middle-aged man with slightly protruding cheekbones, was hard to talk to. The last time Chen Han Sheng visited, Zhao didn't even let him in.
"Your task is to collect the packages from the three administrative buildings between 8:00 and 10:00 every morning, check the quantities, and then send them out," Zhao Chun Ming said as he lit a cigarette.
Chen Han Sheng glanced at him. The cigarette was also Hong Kong King.
However, that timing wasn't suitable. His team consisted of college students who all had classes in the morning, and they wouldn't have time to collect packages from 8:00 to 10:00.
Zhong Jian Cheng realized this issue and said, "Supervisor Zhao, can we change the time? 8:00 to 10:00 is the busiest period for traffic, and I'm worried we might not be able to arrive on time."
"Well…" Zhao Chun Ming leaned back in his chair, silent, puffing smoke, his eyes subtly roaming over Kong Jing's graceful figure.
Chen Han Sheng thought to himself, *This jerk thinks his power is big enough to make advances?*
He casually placed the two packs of Hong Kong King cigarettes on the table. "Actually, noon, between 12:00 and 2:00, would be the best time. After everyone has lunch, they're resting. We can quietly come and go without disrupting your work."
Zhao Chun Ming glanced at the cigarettes but didn't take them immediately. He grinned, showing a row of slightly yellow teeth. "I'm actually trying to quit smoking now. If you have money for cigarettes, you might as well buy me some fruit."
Chen Han Sheng understood his meaning. He pulled out 1,000 yuan from his wallet and placed it with the cigarettes. "Here's the money for fruit, Supervisor Zhao. Please take care of this."
Zhao Chun Ming, seeing that Chen Han Sheng understood the game, took the cigarettes and money, putting them in the drawer. "Alright, noon from 12:00 to 2:00. It's convenient for both sides."
Originally, Zhao Chun Ming wanted Chen Han Sheng to treat him to a meal, but the factory suddenly had another meeting, so he cursed and left in a hurry.
"Zhao Chun Ming is a bottomless pit; you need to watch out," Zhong Jian Cheng reminded him. He was seasoned in the ways of society and had seen too many people like Zhao Chun Ming.
Chen Han Sheng simply nodded in response.
The three of them were quiet on the way back. Although the business was settled, the process hadn't been smooth, especially with that "little ghost" in the middle. Sometimes, doing business was like this—difficult obstacles that couldn't be brought out into the open, and you had to find ways to deal with them yourself.
Chen Han Sheng first dropped Zhong Jian Cheng off at the Tian Yuan East Road branch, then sent Kong Jing back to the headquarters in Jian Ye. They didn't say much during the ride. It was only when Chen Han Sheng lit a cigarette that Kong Jing rolled down the window slightly to let some fresh air in.
The cold wind blew in, and Kong Jing's long hair fluttered in front of Chen Han Sheng's eyes.
Before getting out of the car, Kong Jing took out 1,000 yuan and handed it over. "This should be our part."
Chen Han Sheng didn't take it. "If I handle the interpersonal costs myself, can we increase the commission rate a bit?"
Kong Jing shook her head. "This time, because it was a sudden task, the company has already given you the highest commission."
Chen Han Sheng didn't ask further. He took the 1,000 yuan and left.
Interestingly, in Kong Jing's mouth, he had already become "Mr. Chen."
By the time Chen Han Sheng returned to school, it was already past 8:00 PM, and only Shen You Chu was in the 101 base.
Shen You Chu looked at the car at the door, puzzled.
"I found it by the side of the road. I saw the car door wasn't locked, so I drove it back," Chen Han Sheng said seriously.
Logically, no one would believe such a joke, but Shen You Chu took it seriously.
So when Chen Han Sheng sat on the steps, smoking and thinking, Shen You Chu crouched beside him and tilted her face up, saying, "Let's return the car, okay?"
Chen Han Sheng thought to himself, *Is she really that naïve to believe this?*
"No!" he answered crisply.
Shen You Chu blinked and stared at him in confusion.
"Stop staring. I'm taking you back to the dorm," Chen Han Sheng said, pinching her cheek, making it form a V shape, then an O shape.
At the entrance of the girls' dorm, Shen You Chu tried again, "Let's not keep someone else's car, okay?"
Chen Han Sheng grew impatient. "If we return it, how will I get around?"
"Well, we can buy our own," Shen You Chu said cautiously.
Chen Han Sheng couldn't help but laugh. "Don't overthink it. Remember to soak your feet before going to bed tonight."
Later, Chen Han Sheng started building a team of package collectors for the New Century Electronics Factory. Of course, he never returned the car to Zhong Jian Cheng. He had taken it for himself.
However, Shen You Chu hadn't been feeling well lately, with puffy eyes. Chen Han Sheng thought it was due to poor rest.
Until one day, Hu Lin Yu came to find him.
"Is your entrepreneurship base so busy that Shen You Chu only gets back to the dorm at 11 PM?"
Chen Han Sheng was surprised. "She's still coming back at the usual time, by 9 PM."
"Then where did she go in the two hours between?" Hu Lin Yu was also puzzled.
Chen Han Sheng thought for a moment. "How long has she been like this?"
"It's been a while now."
"Has she shown any strange behavior?"
"Not really… oh, wait."
Hu Lin Yu suddenly said, "Lately, Shen You Chu's clothes always have a smell of the cafeteria's oil. Normally, the entrepreneurship base shouldn't have that kind of smell."
Chen Han Sheng immediately realized what was going on. He quickly ran to the cafeteria and found Shen You Chu among the steel tables and chairs.
She was wearing an apron from her part-time job at the cafeteria and was scrubbing the table.
"What are you doing here?" Chen Han Sheng asked.
Shen You Chu was startled by his sudden appearance. She lowered her head, holding the cloth, looking flustered.
"Tell me!" Chen Han Sheng asked, his tone slightly angry. He didn't understand why Shen You Chu had started working part-time at the cafeteria again.
Shen You Chu panicked and said, "I… I want to make money to buy you a car."