Chapter 28: Earn 150,000 in One Day (Please Follow)

After returning to the hotel for a brief rest and having dinner, the two drove back onto campus.

The dusk was heavy, and the Mercedes’ headlights blazed brightly.

Only when they got out of the car and waved did a group of sophomore and junior campus card agents gather around, faces filled with disbelief.

Among them, of course, were Li Hui and others.

Unlike his sharp suit in the afternoon, Chen Yansen now wore a simple white T-shirt, gray casual pants, and a pair of Nike white sneakers—his outfit looked plain, yet accentuated his tall, upright figure, making people want to look again.

“Hello everyone, I’m Chen Yansen from the School of Literature and Communication, and this is Wang Zihao from the School of Business. Tomorrow’s Telecom event is on Xuelin Road, right next to the basketball court. Each of you will take 20 phone cards from me; when they’re sold out, contact Wang Zihao or go directly to the event site.”

“The sales script I’ve compiled is in the group files—memorize it thoroughly. Wishing you all great success and massive profits!”

Chen Yansen stood at the center of the crowd, calmly organizing everything.

“Don’t worry, senior, I’ve memorized it for days at home—I’ve got it down cold.”

“Hehe, roaming fees are so high, freshmen all need phone cards, and ours give way more data—we won’t have trouble selling them!”

“Senior, thank you so much! My previous superior agent only gave me 30 yuan commission per card.”

“...”

The agents clustered around Chen Yansen and Wang Zihao, chattering excitedly, their words brimming with gratitude and the relief of finally feeling secure.

After all, these two arrived in a luxury Mercedes—they must be incredibly wealthy.

Li Hui’s expression twisted strangely as he watched the sophomore and junior students calling the pair “senior,” barely holding back a shout: Don’t you all know these two are freshmen?

But when he met Chen Yansen’s half-smiling gaze, he immediately clamped his mouth shut—he wanted to make money, not cause trouble.

“Alright, everyone head back and rest early—get plenty of energy!”

Chen Yansen checked the time and signaled the agents they could disperse.

After all, forty-plus people gathered together might make the security team think they were causing trouble.

After each agent collected twenty phone cards, they gradually dispersed.

“Chen Yansen, I know people from Xucheng Health College—can I get more phone cards?”

Li Hui stayed put, waiting until the crowd thinned, then stepped forward hesitantly, stammering his question—but the words “Senior Chen” never left his throat.

“Oh, how many do you want?”

Chen Yansen stared straight at him; seeing his determined expression, he didn’t seem to be bluffing, so he chuckled and asked.

“Three hundred.”

Li Hui gritted his teeth and named a number that surprised Chen Yansen.

“Do you have tier-three agents nearby? How many total?”

Chen Yansen grew interested and pulled Li Hui aside to chat.

“Fourteen. Last year, I alone sold six hundred phone cards for Telecom.”

Li Hui replied honestly, his tone tinged with pride.

“Zihao, give him another three hundred cards.”

Chen Yansen instructed Wang Zihao—more sales meant more profit for him; no reason to block it.

“Thank you.”

Li Hui took the cards, nodding repeatedly in gratitude.

Chen Yansen waved goodbye and got into the Mercedes, then sped out of campus.

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The next morning.

Chen Yansen and Wang Zihao drove into campus; instead of rushing to register, they headed straight for the Telecom event site.

Along Xuelin Road, less than two hundred meters north, they spotted a blue canopy with a prominent poster: Recharge 100, Get 100 Back! Recharge 300, Get a Free Phone! Smooth Internet, Clear Calls, No Lag!

Chen Yansen glanced at Gu Wenwen’s curvy figure, greeted her, then sat down with Wang Zihao—they didn’t need to sell cards themselves; they just waited for freshmen to come to them based on the sign-up sheet.

The scattered customers were handled by the agents.

The first wave of freshmen, accompanied by their parents, slowly entered campus, eyes wide with curiosity and nervousness.

“Hello, younger sister, which department are you from?”

“Music Academy? Same as me—let me carry your bags, I’ll take you to registration first.”

“Student, want a phone card? Recharge 100, get 100 back, plus 60 hours of internet monthly.”

“What? Telecom’s plan is better—it even gives QQ membership and space diamond?”

Energetic upperclassmen and upperclasswomen, wearing colorful volunteer vests, weaved through the crowd, warmly greeting underclassmen, guiding them around campus while they registered and paid.

Of course, their main goal—selling campus cards—wasn’t forgotten.

But as time passed, the China Unicom and China Mobile campus agents gradually realized most freshmen were shaking their heads at their offers.

After repeated questioning, they learned Telecom’s 19-yuan plan offered 100MB more data than theirs; the 39-yuan plan offered 300MB more; the 59-yuan plan even included QQ membership and space diamond.

Combined with their three-tier recharge bonuses and up to 300 hours of WLAN internet, Telecom’s cards turned theirs into trash.

The result? They’d just escorted a freshman to his dorm when the kid slipped over to Telecom’s event site.

“Senior, you’re so handsome!”

“Senior Chen, someone just tried to sell me a card—expensive and low data—I knew yours was the real deal.”

“Senior, senior, I want a 59-yuan campus card!”

“Senior, who’s that fat black guy beside you? Your classmate?”

Soon, a crowd of seventeen- and eighteen-year-old girls gathered around Chen Yansen.

They sweetly called him “senior, senior,” affectionately close—even one bold girl slipped her hand over his during card processing.

Wang Zihao sat beside him, face dark, feeling for the first time in his life the crushing disparity between people.

He really wanted to stand up and shout: It was me who chatted with you every day in the group!

“College life really is great!”

Chen Yansen silently sighed.

Returning to youth, he realized—even with no makeup, these “younger sisters” radiated a vibrant, unique charm that fascinated him.

After finally fending off this adorable crowd, he turned back—the stack of phone cards on the table was already half gone.

“Xiao Chen, you’ve really charmed these girls—when they find out you’re a freshman too, just like them, what do you think they’ll do?”

Gu Wenwen leaned down, catching a moment to tease him.

“Sister Wenwen, they’re too young—I prefer women like you.”

Chen Yansen smiled, eyes half-lidded, radiant.

“Hmph, who’d believe you?”

Under Chen Yansen’s gaze, Gu Wenwen felt a sudden flutter in her chest, but she still retorted sharply.

“Good. Go get another box of new cards.”

Chen Yansen put on a stern face and ordered Gu Wenwen.

“Oh? Xiao Chen’s playing the boss now?”

Gu Wenwen didn’t get angry—she giggled and immediately opened a fresh box of campus cards as instructed.

The group worked until noon, when Meng Yaqin arrived with several boxed meals, smiling.

All of them, tired and hungry, slumped over the table and devoured their food.

The afternoon remained busy—freshmen kept coming nonstop to get cards, making the Unicom and Mobile staff seethe.

Even if they adjusted their plans now, they’d lost the advantage—registration day was always the busiest.

Gradually, the sky darkened, and fewer freshmen arrived.

Chen Yansen finally had time to tally the day’s card sales with Gu Wenwen and Wang Zihao.

“There are 194 cards left in the box—excluding unsold ones with agents—we sold 1,806 campus cards today.”

“My god! Last year we didn’t even hit half this number!”

Gu Wenwen looked up, eyes wide—this figure far exceeded her expectations.

Chen Yansen remained calm—30 yuan commission per card meant just over fifty thousand, but the real profit came from the recharge bonuses.

The minimum monthly fee for a campus card was 19 yuan; most freshmen chose the “recharge 100, get 100 back” deal, effectively canceling the monthly fee.

So he conservatively estimated he’d earn over 150,000 yuan!

“Damn! I forgot to register!”

Wang Zihao smacked his thigh, suddenly realizing.

Masters, please support me~ We’re still at #100+ on the new book chart; I’m preparing big chapters and will aim for 6,000 words daily.

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(End of Chapter)