Chapter 20: Qi Lin

After finishing the meal, Jiang Hao took out his phone.

He logged into OO, scrolled through the contacts list, and soon found his target.

"White Rabbit Milk Candy" (Remark: Qi Lin).

He glanced at Qi Lin's OO but did not click directly into it.

Instead, he kept scrolling down until a contact named Wang Wang Zhentao came into Jiang Hao's view.

Wang Wang Zhentao was the class monitor during Jiang Hao's high school years, serving in that role for all three years.

He studied media in university and is reportedly now working at a media company.

He is said to be doing well, currently serving as a team leader with a monthly salary of nearly ten thousand.

Keep in mind, it is only 2012; a monthly salary of ten thousand already counts as high pay.

Most people at this time earn only three or four thousand per month.

"Are you there?" Jiang Hao opened Wang Wang Zhentao's OO and sent a message.

He had expected Wang Wang Zhentao to take some time to reply and was about to put down his phone to organize some data.

To his surprise, the other side replied instantly.

"Yes, old classmate. You suddenly reached out; is something the matter?" Wang Wang Zhentao was the type with a smooth, adaptable personality who never lost his temper with anyone.

As class monitor for three years of high school, he had done a good job; at least many in the class followed his organization.

Wang Wang Zhentao was currently at the company; due to work requirements, he often needed to use a computer.

When Jiang Hao contacted him, he happened to be sitting in front of his computer.

Moreover, because of work needs, his OO was logged in directly on the computer.

When Jiang Hao sent him a message, Wang Wang Zhentao felt somewhat puzzled.

Although they were classmates, their relationship was average.

Their last conversation had been five years ago, at high school graduation.

So why would Jiang Hao suddenly seek to chat with him?

"I'd like to ask the monitor for a favor. Of course, I won't let you help for free."

"Oh? A favor? What kind?"

"Could you give me your phone number? It would be more convenient to discuss the next part over the phone," Jiang Hao's message read.

Wang Wang Zhentao hesitated for a moment but still sent his number to Jiang Hao.

He thought the other party probably did not intend to sell him anything.

Not long after the number was sent, the phone rang.

Wang Wang Zhentao stood up from his chair.

He was in the office, with many company employees nearby, so taking the call there would not be appropriate.

Holding his phone, he walked out into the corridor.

Wang Wang Zhentao answered the call.

"Jiang Hao?"

"Yes, it's me, old monitor. This time I'm contacting you because I need your help with something."

"Oh? What kind of help?" Wang Wang Zhentao did not flatly refuse; he was curious about what favor Jiang Hao wanted.

After all, he was no important figure.

What favor of Jiang Hao's would require him to specifically seek Wang Wang Zhentao's help?

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