Chapter 22: Sowing Chaos? Breaking the Game!

After watching the sunset, the three of them walked into a beef soup restaurant together.

Wang Zihao clamored to treat, and Chen Yansen and Meng Jie naturally wouldn't argue with him — ever since this kid started making money, his urge to pay had skyrocketed, and he wished he could cover Chen Yansen's three meals a day.

After the meal, Wang Zihao headed toward Xicheng alone, while Chen Yansen walked Meng Jie home; the two of them strolled along in small steps, meandering leisurely toward her house.

"I prepared this for you — I almost thought I'd never get to use it."

Chen Yansen said as he pulled a red envelope from his pocket, teasing with a smile.

"For me?"

Meng Jie paused for a moment, then immediately caught on — this money was clearly the payment she'd earned from helping Chen Yansen sell goods.

"You really think I'd mooch off you for free?"

Chen Yansen walked ahead with his hands clasped behind his back, like an old grandpa, a hint of disdain on his face.

The red envelope had been ready long ago, but Meng Jie hadn't dared to go out, so it had been sitting in his pocket for four or five days — probably still smelling of sweat.

"Humanity's Spark +0.2!"

A string of semi-transparent text drifted past his eyes. Chen Yansen sucked at his teeth and couldn't help but mutter, "Truly pitifully little."

"What date are you planning to report to school?"

Meng Jie suddenly asked.

"The 31st, I guess. I need to head over a day earlier, so I'm afraid I can't leave with you."

Chen Yansen answered without hesitation — clearly he'd had a plan in mind for a while.

"Who wants to go with you? I haven't even decided whether to repeat a year or not."

Meng Jie was being a little contrary; the main reason she talked back to Chen Yansen was that his gaze was far too certain, which stirred up her rebellious spirit.

"Is that so?"

Chen Yansen smiled, said nothing more, and kept walking ahead.

Only when Meng Jie caught sight of her own house did she realize for the first time that the very same stretch of road, walked with different people, could feel utterly different.

In a house a dozen or so meters away, Meng Zhenguo stood with his wife in the living room, pointing at Chen Yansen as he introduced him: "That's the kid!"

"Gao Da and big, and pretty handsome — no wonder our little Jie won't repeat a year for his sake."

Meng's mother squinted her eyes, took a careful look first, then praised him with a smile, striking quite the pose of a mother-in-law sizing up her future son-in-law.

"This kid is rotten to the core — he'll definitely be a playboy in the future, and little Jie is going to suffer for it."

Meng Zhenguo slapped his thigh, his eyes full of worry.

The moment he laid eyes on Chen Yansen he felt dissatisfied; after a brief chat, he became even more convinced — this kid had high emotional intelligence and deep cunning, and his future achievements would surely be extraordinary.

But the ideal son-in-law in his mind still had to be the down-to-earth, hardworking, devoted-and-faithful type.

"You're not a fortune-teller — handsome means unreliable? You don't actually want little Jie to end up with some ugly freak, do you?"

Meng's mother scoffed at his view; the more she looked, the more satisfied she became.

"You mother-and-daughter pair — your eye for people is equally terrible."

Meng Zhenguo stamped his foot and summed it up in a huff.

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Between Chunshen and Xucheng it's roughly 180 li; taking the expressway takes two hours, while the national highway takes three and a half.

In his previous life, Chen Yansen had taken a coach bus, bumping along for over four hours before finally reaching the west campus of Xucheng College.

After that he transferred to a campus shuttle, which took another half hour — by the time he arrived at the registration point, he was already utterly exhausted.

Chen Yansen had no desire to suffer through the same hardship a second time.

He had directly asked Huang Boxiang to recommend him a reliable car-rental company; including insurance, the daily rate for a Mercedes-Benz E300 was only eight hundred yuan.

Coincidentally, the other party had an office in Xucheng, so he wouldn't even have to bother with returning the car.

August 31st, eight in the morning.

After saying goodbye to Old Chen, Chen Yansen drove a fully black Mercedes-Benz E300, picked up Wang Zihao in Xicheng, then sped off; once on the He-Xu Expressway, the previously dense traffic finally eased up a bit.

"Brother Sen, the current count of registered card applications is 1,154 in total. Also, following your method, I pulled together a group chat — it's full of part-timers from sophomore and junior year. The moment they heard we're offering a 50-yuan commission per card, they all went crazy with excitement."

Wang Zihao in the passenger seat said, full of himself.

"Before the campus general agents of the three operators catch on, we have to secure the agency rights — otherwise, we can only delete our QQ accounts, let this matter rot in our stomachs forever, and never breathe a word of it again."

Chen Yansen nodded, his expression serious.

"Haha, looks like the two of us have no choice but to succeed."

Having gone through some trials and tribulations, Wang Zihao was not nervous at all; instead, he looked eager to give it a try.

Meanwhile.

Xucheng Telecom Business Hall.

Zhao Maolin, who had just put down his phone, wore a thoroughly baffled look. Five minutes earlier, Manager Zhang, in charge of campus card business at China Unicom, and Manager Zhou, in charge of campus cards at China Mobile, had each called him in turn, speaking in a passive-aggressive tone and accusing him of acting dishonestly, playing petty tricks behind the scenes.

The commission for a sub-agent on a campus phone card had always been priced at 30 yuan — only this way could the interests of the secondary agents, the campus general agents, and the regional agents be protected, so that the college students below would be willing to work hard for them.

But now someone had put out a price of 50 yuan — clearly intending to break the unspoken understanding among the three operators and seize a bigger market share.

"But it wasn't me who did it!"

Zhao Maolin was completely in the dark and couldn't help cursing under his breath.

After thinking for a moment, he called the regional manager at Xucheng College, asking him to sound things out and see which short-sighted campus general agent had gone mad for money and was openly breaking the rules.

On the other side.

Chen Yansen drove off the expressway and headed straight along Shengli Road toward the Telecom Business Hall in the city center.

He knew perfectly well that the moment he made contact with the sub-agents on campus, someone would immediately notice something was off.

Every minute and second from now on was crucial to him!

Twenty minutes later.

Click!

The car door opened slowly. Chen Yansen stepped out, followed closely by Wang Zihao; both still wore crisp suits, striding confidently into the business hall.

"Hello, I'm the campus card agent for Xu Cheng Academy. I made an appointment with Manager Zhao to meet today—could you please call him? Thank you!"

As soon as Chen Yansen entered, he swiftly locked onto his target, took two or three steps to a young woman in uniform, and smiled as he spoke.

"Campus agent? Wasn't the regional manager handling this before?"

The woman in uniform looked up, sizing Chen Yansen up. Seeing his tall, handsome appearance, immaculate attire, and warm, radiant smile, she felt a surge of trust and goodwill.

"Yes, there have been some changes this year."

Chen Yansen smiled faintly, showing not the slightest panic, and began making things up casually.

"Oh, then wait a moment."

The woman in uniform nodded, not suspecting a thing, and turned to walk toward the office.

Tap-tap-tap—

"Manager Zhao, there's a campus agent from Xu Cheng Academy outside. He says he made an appointment with you. Should I let him in?"

Seeing the door was open, the woman in uniform stood at the threshold and asked.

"I didn't make any appointment with a campus agent."

Zhao Maolin was already irritated—he had no time to deal with some agent.

In his view, if just anyone could come to him to discuss business, what use were his regional managers?

Upon hearing this, the woman in uniform froze in place. She never imagined Chen Yansen was a big fraud.

Luckily, Manager Zhao hadn't yelled at her!

Thinking of this, she turned around, ready to go back and confront Chen Yansen!

"Wait! Bring him in!"

Just as the woman in uniform turned, Zhao Maolin suddenly realized his mistake. His expression changed instantly, and he raised his voice urgently.

At this critical moment, someone showing up unannounced is almost certainly here to disrupt things!

He wanted to see who was behind this scheme!

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