Chapter 38: What Hair Oil Are You Using? (3k, Please Follow)

At 11:01, Song Yuncheng hurriedly took her leave.

Only when he saw her put on her work uniform, grab a ladle, and stand at the window did Chen Yansen finally understand why she had been urging him to eat faster all along.

University students can apply for student loans, plus there are grants and scholarships; just how poor is she, that she works harder to earn money than he does?

Chen Yansen wondered silently in his heart.

Afterwards, he took small steps, strolling to aid digestion as he headed toward the dormitory.

On the other side, within the campus forum and the Qiandu Tieba, discussion threads about 'Chen Yansen' had already piled up to several hundred floors.

"Proof with pictures! A freshman tycoon junior, handing out hundreds of thousands in cash at the cafeteria!"

"Do campus card agents make that much money? Who can take me along? I want to do it too."

"He's a second-generation rich kid anyway; on the first day of school, he arrived in a Mercedes-Benz E300 to register!"

"Who took these photos? Looks like it was shot with a landline phone; it's so blurry you can't even make out his face."

"I've seen Senior Chen; he looks much better in person than in the photos. Even Jing Boran isn't as handsome as our senior."

"You above, you fangirl, please get it straight; Chen Yansen is a freshman this year, how can he be considered a senior!"

"What's it to you! I'll just call him senior!"

The next two hundred floors were filled with a shouting match between fangirls and the 'What's-it-to-you' guy, until the moderators finally came out to ban their voices, and only then did they fall completely silent.

Combined with the praise from a host of secondary agents, Chen Yansen's name became famous not just among freshmen, but even students in their second and third years knew of his existence.

As for the fourth-year students, busy writing their theses and looking for jobs, naturally they had no mind to pay attention to such gossip.

In the girls' dormitory.

Su Meiling sat before the computer, endlessly refreshing posts about 'Chen Yansen', unconsciously murmuring to herself: "Such an outstanding boy should be my boyfriend."

Thinking of this, she sent a text message to Tang Zhenzhe.

The two of them, one being the class monitor and the other the league secretary, had added each other's contact information early on.

When Chen Yansen pushed open the dormitory door, he saw Tang Zhenzhe, whose hair was gleaming, applying lotion to his face in front of the mirror; he smiled and teased, "What hair oil are you using? It looks like shoe polish."

"Oh, Brother Sen, you're finally back! Last night the counselor checked the dorms, and I told him you went to take a shower."

Tang Zhenzhe giggled and pulled Chen Yansen aside to report his achievement.

"Not bad, A-Zhe knows how to handle things. Huh, are you guys going out?"

Chen Yansen patted the other's shoulder with an expression of 'this child is teachable', but when he saw the others also dressing up, he immediately realized what was happening.

"The league secretary invited our dorm for a get-together; we discussed it, and we're singing in the afternoon and eating dinner tonight."

Song Yang put down the sneakers in his hands and volunteered to explain.

"Oh, have fun."

Chen Yansen put down his bag, kicked the door shut with his foot, and said while taking off his shirt.

"Ah! Brother Sen, you're not coming?"

Hearing this, Tang Zhenzhe was stunned and hurriedly pressed, as Su Meiling had specifically instructed him to bring everyone from room 8302.

"Holy crap! Brother Sen, you work out? These muscles are awesome!"

Before Chen Yansen could reply, Wang Zhengqiang threw himself forward, saying he was going to reach out and touch.

"Smack!"

"A-Qiang, I didn't expect you to like this kind of thing; stay away from me from now on."

Chen Yansen pushed his hand away, looking disgusted, and teased with a wicked smile.

"No, no, no! I mean, Brother Sen, your physique is too impressive; you're stronger than us who kick a ball every day."

Wang Zhengqiang hurriedly shook his head in denial, speaking with a cheeky grin.

The others glanced over and one by one showed expressions of agreement.

They hadn't expected that under Chen Yansen's clothes lay chest and abdominal muscles with clear texture and sharp definition; though not exaggerated, they were full of a sense of power.

Chen Yansen smiled and said nothing; this body of his was all built up through his own bit-by-bit effort.

"Brother Sen, come with us this afternoon; it's a promised dorm get-together, how bad would it look if one person is missing? Besides, it's been so long, and you haven't participated in a single group activity."

Tang Zhenzhe pleaded earnestly.

"I have something to do this afternoon; I can't go."

Chen Yansen ignored him, changed his clothes on his own, then stuffed two Apple phones into the cabinet, placed another on the desk, and planned to switch to the new phone.

"Whoa, it's an iPhone 4! It seems there are still over ten days until release; Brother Sen, how did you get it?"

Song Yang's eyes lit up, and he asked curiously.

"Sold a lot of campus cards; Telecom gave it as a gift."

Chen Yansen said it lightly.

"Is this phone very expensive?"

Zhu Xiaopeng squeezed in between Song Yang and Tang Zhenzhe and asked casually.

"It can buy ten of your phones."

Song Yang recognized it at a glance; the iPhone 4 in Chen Yansen's hand was the 32GB version, with a bare-phone price of 5999 yuan.

"More expensive than tuition?"

Zhu Xiaopeng clutched his Shanzhai phone in his hand, realizing for the first time that the price of a single phone could be so absurd.

"Brother Sen, give your brother some face; it's the first get-together, and if you're not there, I really have no confidence."

Tang Zhenzhe begged pitifully; his tone of speaking was extremely incongruous with his well-dressed appearance.

Chen Yansen helplessly sighed; he hadn't lied to Tang Zhenzhe; he indeed had to go view an apartment this afternoon. Meng Yaqin, the regional manager of Telecom on campus, had helped him contact a teacher who happened to have an empty faculty apartment.

He pondered for a moment, then said to Tang Zhenzhe: "I'll come a bit later; at the latest, not past five o'clock."

"Alright."

Tang Zhenzhe finally breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing him agree. Going late was better than not going at all; in fact, it would have been even better if Chen Yansen hadn't gone at all, sparing the girls' attention from focusing entirely on him.

"Have you sold out the campus cards in your hands?"

Chen Yansen asked next; the commissions for the agents had already been distributed, leaving only Tang Zhenzhe and the others unpaid.

Tang Zhenzhe and the others chuckled, saying proudly that they had sold out yesterday.

It was Meng Xibo who had come up with the idea; they used the excuse of visiting the freshmen dorms, specifically targeting the dorms of first-year students, first chatting about daily life, and then directly revealing their purpose to sell phone cards.

Since everyone were first-year freshmen, there was an extra layer of trust between them.

"500 each."

Chen Yansen opened his wallet, revealing a thick stack of cash, and immediately settled the commissions for the group.

As soon as the money arrived, the group started discussing whether to find a high-end KTV.

Chen Yansen shook his head, picked up his phone, turned around, and walked out.

"Brother Sen, try to come as early as possible!" Tang Zhenzhe shouted from behind.

The faculty apartments of Xucheng Academy were located right behind Dormitory No. 8.

Generally, these were welfare housing units allocated to young teachers, with a one-bedroom, one-living-room layout; some teachers would move to the city district to exchange for a larger house after getting married, and the on-campus apartments would then be rented to students preparing for postgraduate entrance exams.

He arrived downstairs and dialed the number, saying, "Teacher Liu, I was introduced by Sister Meng; is it convenient to view the room now?"

"Oh, oh, then come up; the room is 0418."

Teacher Liu's voice sounded very young, gentle and soft, carrying a hint of coquettishness.

Fourth floor?

Chen Yansen was not entirely satisfied; the faculty apartments were walk-up buildings, the lower the floor the more comfortable the living, and besides, he was too lazy to climb stairs.

"Never mind, since I'm already here."

Chen Yansen stepped up to climb; perhaps due to the overtime work, he reached the fourth floor in one breath without even feeling his legs ache.

"Knock, knock, knock—"

Liu Muyan heard the sound, suddenly stood up, and opened the door.

Standing at the doorway was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old youth, wearing a white shirt paired with black striped casual pants on the bottom; clean and fresh, tall and broad, just from his appearance, he made people feel reliable, not looking like a bad student.

"Teacher Liu, I am Chen Yansen from Class 10 Journalism; this is my student ID."

Chen Yansen glanced over her figure and proactively handed over the ID.

The other party was twenty-five or twenty-six years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, exuding a scholarly air, with a plump figure and a baby face.

Liu Muyan took the student ID, looked at it briefly, quickly returned it to him, then turned around to introduce, "This room is one bedroom, one living room, and one bathroom; cooking is possible, but only with an induction cooker. Air conditioning, a refrigerator, a TV, and a washing machine are all available. By the way, the broadband is a gift from Telecom, and you can use it for free."

The voice was the same as before, carrying a coquettish tone; it seemed to be innate.

Chen Yansen nodded slightly, walked around the room; the appliances were all big brands, the room was tidy with no strange odors, indicating no pets were kept.

He was quite satisfied with this house, but the fact that it was on the fourth floor made him hesitate a bit.

"Since Sister Meng introduced you, I'll give you a discount of another 50."

Liu Muyan noticed his hesitation and hurriedly said.

Her original quote was 450; dropping another 50 made it 400; this price was actually not low; the reason she quoted higher was because she had put a lot of effort into the renovation.

"4800 a year? Can it be lowered a bit more?"

Chen Yansen asked.

"Then... then I'll give you another discount of 200?"

Liu Muyan asked cautiously; in terms of bargaining, she had no experience; as soon as Chen Yansen spoke, she subconsciously conceded.

"Alright, Teacher Liu, wait a moment."

Chen Yansen saw that she was a sincere person and didn't want to nitpick anymore; besides, the house was renovated well and would surely be comfortable to live in.

Having finished speaking, he took out his wallet, casually pulled out a stack of cash, and began counting it slowly and steadily.

Liu Muyan was slightly stunned, thinking to herself: This student is quite wealthy; his family background must be good.

"A total of 2300; I'll rent for half a year first. Teacher Liu, have you prepared the contract?"

Chen Yansen handed the money to her and asked casually.

"Contract? I'll download one online later; once drafted, we can sign it then?"

Liu Muyan didn't expect the other party to be more thoughtful than her; after pondering for a moment, she responded softly.

"That works."

Chen Yansen didn't consider it much; after all, it was a school teacher, so nothing should go wrong.

After getting the key, he returned to the dormitory.

The room was empty; obviously, everyone had gone to the KTV, so he pushed his suitcase and moved part of his belongings to 0418 first.

After going downstairs, Chen Yansen followed Xuehai Road and arrived in front of a red-walled, two-story small building next to the Conservatory of Music.

He went up to the second floor and knocked on the door of an office: "Hello, Teacher, may I ask how to rent an office in the Entrepreneurship Park?"

(End of this chapter)