Chapter 26: Because I Am Not a Good Person

"I shouldn't have waited for her. I thought women took a long time to bathe, but I didn't expect girls to be the same."

Chen Yansen glanced at the time and muttered softly.

"Yeah, it's almost one o'clock, and we haven't even had lunch yet."

Wang Zihao rubbed his stomach and said weakly.

"Creak—"

The door opened in response. Song Yuncheng pushed her suitcase and walked out slowly.

Walking up to Chen Yansen, she looked up and said, "Given your good attitude in admitting your mistake, I won't pursue this further. I'll wash the dirty clothes myself. Next time, you should pay more attention when driving."

Earlier, she had been so angry that she lost her head, only realizing how absurd her choice was when she saw her underwear mixed in with the T-shirts.

Letting a boy wash her clothes?

Just thinking about it felt absurd!

"Let me treat you to a meal as an apology. We've been waiting for so long; look, my classmate is about to starve to death."

Chen Yansen pointed at the black fat man beside him and joked with a smile.

"Damn it, Chen Yansen, you're really vicious."

Wang Zihao's face turned black, he put his hands on his hips, and immediately retorted.

Hearing this, Song Yuncheng couldn't help but laugh. She had intended to refuse, but then she thought, she couldn't just let someone splash dirty water on her for free; she had to make Chen Yansen pay heavily for a meal.

"Are you two really students of Xuchu Academy?"

Song Yuncheng asked with great curiosity.

"I'm Chen Yansen. Chen with the ear radical, Yan meaning continue, Sen meaning forest. I'm in the 10th-grade Journalism major. As for the fat man beside me, he's male; his name doesn't matter."

Chen Yansen extended his hand and introduced himself seriously.

"Senior sister, I'm Wang Zihao from the 2010 class, majoring in E-commerce. We can say we met through conflict; nice to meet you, nice to meet you!"

Wang Zihao pushed Chen Yansen aside and said with a grin.

"Song Yuncheng, 2009 class, majoring in Visual Communication Design. I can be considered your senior sister."

Song Yuncheng replied with a smile.

"The rain outside has stopped. In a while, we'll put the suitcase in the car first. After we finish eating, we'll drive you back to school."

Chen Yansen glanced out the window and changed the subject.

His real psychological age was thirty-four; naturally, he wouldn't call a young girl "senior sister."

"No need to trouble you; I can manage on my own."

Song Yuncheng shook her head and refused. In her view, since she had accepted their treat, the incident of Chen Yansen splashing water all over her while driving was considered closed.

If she let them drive her back to school afterward, it would only make her look like she was pushing her luck and just thinking about taking advantage of others.

"Stop talking nonsense; I'm almost starving to death."

Chen Yansen waved his hand and turned to walk downstairs.

"Senior sister, you're more familiar with the restaurants around the school; please recommend one with the best taste."

Wang Zihao advised from the side.

Song Yuncheng was slightly stunned; this seemingly simple question actually made her hesitate for a moment.

After thinking for a moment, she remembered a classmate in her dormitory had once mentioned "QQ-E Jia," so she said, "There's a restaurant called QQ-E Jia at the entrance. The prices are affordable, and the taste is not bad."

When the three entered the restaurant, they found that in the spacious hall, there were hardly any tables with guests, perhaps because mealtime had just passed.

Choosing a clean table, Chen Yansen sat down, looked at the menu, and said to the boss, "Pot-braised Chicken, Pickled Cabbage Fish, Crispy Duck, White-cut Beef, and one more bowl of Xihu Beef Soup. We'll get the drinks ourselves."

"Isn't that too much?"

Song Yuncheng opened her mouth and said with a look of surprise.

"Not at all; it's only five dishes. Brother Sen, order three more to make it an even number."

Wang Zihao suggested.

"Hubei is different from our hometown; the portion sizes here are huge. You'll know in a while."

Chen Yansen ignored Wang Zihao and signaled the boss to place the order.

"Tch, how big can they be?"

Wang Zihao clearly didn't believe it, shouting in his mouth and insisting on adding a few more dishes.

"Junior, here they don't use small plates or small bowls to serve food; they use basins directly."

Song Yuncheng quickly pulled him aside and seriously drew a circle bigger than a washbasin.

"Holy crap! That's so absurd?"

Wang Zihao was instantly stunned, sat back down heavily on the chair, and kept clicking his tongue in amazement.

Pot-braised Chicken, 28 yuan!

Pickled Cabbage Fish, 18 yuan!

Crispy Duck, 18 yuan!

The most exaggerated was the Xihu Beef Soup, costing only 8 yuan!

Looking at the menu, a sigh flashed in Chen Yansen's eyes. In his previous life, he often came here with a few dogs from the dormitory to have extra meals.

Before long, several heavy basins of dishes were served.

"Holy crap!"

Wang Zihao suddenly stood up; his first reaction was to pick up his phone, 'click-click' taking a few photos, preparing to send them to his parents.

The three were already starving, so they immediately started using their chopsticks.

Although it was their first meeting, they were all young people; the topics revolved around the college entrance exam and the school, and within a few minutes, they became warm and friendly.

When Chen Yansen and Wang Zihao learned that Song Yuncheng was responsible for welcoming new students tomorrow and was also working part-time selling phone cards, the two subconsciously looked at each other.

"What's the commission on one card?"

Chen Yansen asked proactively.

"Thirty yuan per card after activation. If you sell ten cards, that's three hundred yuan—enough for my living expenses for a whole month."

Song Yuncheng bit her chopsticks, a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

Only three hundred yuan for a month's living expenses?

Hearing this, Wang Zihao felt the money was pitifully small; after all, his father gave him eight hundred yuan for living expenses every month.

Chen Yansen's feelings were different. In his past life, he acted as a simp, spending his living expenses on gifts for others, so his hands were naturally tight. For him, three hundred yuan a month was indeed enough, but only enough to survive.

Rice soaked in soup on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays; winter melon, bean sprouts, and tofu on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays; opening a bottle of Lao Gan Ma on weekends counted as eating meat.

In this regard, he was an old hand at life.

"Eating so little yet having such a great figure—your talent is truly top-notch!"

Chen Yansen couldn't help but glance again, sighing inwardly.

"How about you work with us? We'll give you fifty yuan commission for every card sold."

Chen Yansen paused, then made the offer proactively.

"You guys sell cards too? But aren't you just freshmen?"

Song Yuncheng's face was full of confusion; she simply couldn't believe it.

"We are the general agents for the Telecom company at Xucheng Academy, so we can give you the commission rate for a second-level agent."

Chen Yansen put down his chopsticks and explained slowly.

The subtext in those words was very obvious; it was essentially telling Song Yuncheng openly that she had been cheated out of twenty yuan in the price difference.

"Forget it. I've already promised the senior sister."

Song Yuncheng's expression changed; finally, she let out a long sigh and still refused Chen Yansen.

There were no shortage of people in the department who wanted to be agents. Even though the senior sister had profited from the price difference on her, she knew in her heart that without the senior sister's connection, she wouldn't even have the chance to earn that thirty yuan.

"Zihao, do you remember what I said before? If a person's sense of morality is too strong, they are destined not to get rich."

Chen Yansen couldn't bring himself to call her stupid outright, so he brought up the old topic again, using Song Yuncheng as a negative example to lecture Wang Zihao.

"I think keeping a promise is far more important than that twenty yuan."

Hearing this, Song Yuncheng didn't get angry; instead, she said her true inner thoughts with a serious expression.

"The senior sister speaks well! Chen Yansen is just a vulgar person; ignore him!"

Seeing the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Wang Zihao quickly interjected with a joke to lighten the mood.

Chen Yansen smiled and didn't reply further.

College students are naturally a bit innocent; send them to an electronics factory to tighten screws for a few days, and they'll immediately understand that the underlying logic of society is—survival of the fittest!

Innocence and kindness only get people labeled as 'weak and easy to bully.'

"I... I am just a vulgar person too."

Song Yuncheng sighed lightly and said.

By the latter half of the meal, no one spoke anymore; the atmosphere was somewhat quiet. However, after leaving the cafeteria, Chen Yansen still opened the car door, signaling for Song Yuncheng to get in.

Song Yuncheng couldn't resist him any longer and could only obediently get into the passenger seat.

"Junior brother Chen, do you think I'm too stupid?"

Seeing the dormitory building was about to arrive, Song Yuncheng finally couldn't hold back and asked the question she had always wanted to ask.

"No. In my heart, kindness and keeping one's word are the most precious qualities of a good person."

Chen Yansen said with a grin.

"Then why did you still...?"

Song Yuncheng didn't understand.

"Because I am not a good person."

Chen Yansen parked the car steadily below the dormitory building and said in a calm tone.

"..."

Song Yuncheng was somewhat speechless, even wanting to laugh. This was the first time she had met such a special boy, full of twisted logic, being bad with a straight face.

"By the way, do you have a boyfriend?"

Chen Yansen leaned forward slightly, unbuckling her seatbelt while asking seemingly casually.

(End of this chapter)