Chapter 48

After leaving the Mercedes 4S store, Li Yan got into a taxi and headed home.

Outside the car window, the heat was oppressive. He leaned back in the rear seat, casually scrolling through his phone, still calculating the pickup of his new car in three days. Thinking about that black G63 with the sports kit and upgraded audio, he felt much more relaxed.

The car slowed down suddenly at an intersection. Li Yan inadvertently saw a liquor store on the roadside with a simple and somewhat retro sign—"Whisky & Spirits."

He pondered for a moment and asked the driver to pull over: "Driver, wait a moment, I'm going down to buy something."

So he pushed the door open, got out, and walked into the store.

The store was pleasantly cool, and the shelves were neatly lined with various whiskies, wines, brandies, and other imported spirits.

He strolled around, and his gaze finally stopped on a bottle of whisky in the display case with elegant wooden box packaging, labeled "The Macallan 25."

The price tag was about 20,000+, which was definitely a treasure of the store.

Li Yan thought about how there wasn't much left of the bottle at home, so buying another one would be a celebration.

After a brief exchange with the clerk to confirm that the batch was indeed imported in the original bottle, Li Yan paid quickly, grabbed a large paper bag, and walked out.

Back in the taxi, the driver continued to drive home.

On the way, Li Yan opened a food delivery app and found an American steakhouse that had recently launched slow-roasted beef ribs with good reviews.

He placed an order directly for "a whole slow-roasted beef rib" and added a few side dishes for drinking, such as potato wedges and a platter of small sausages. The total of 500 yuan including delivery wasn't cheap, but he didn't care at all.

After the car drove into the residential complex, Li Yan carried the Macallan 25 upstairs, opened the door, and was greeted by the cool air of the air conditioner.

He put the wine by the coffee table in the living room and planned to take a shower before getting ready for dinner.

He changed into slippers and clothes, checked that the delivery would arrive in about ten minutes, which was just enough time to finish his shower.

Feeling refreshed after the shower, Li Yan, wearing only a pair of shorts, walked out of the bathroom while wiping his wet hair.

He received a call that the delivery rider had also delivered the roasted beef ribs and side dishes, which were delivered to the door by the property staff.

Li Yan opened the door to receive the delivery, unpacked the food containers on the kitchen counter, and caught a faint whiff of the mouth-watering meat aroma; the rib sauce had a distinct American roasted flavor.

He then gently pulled out the cork, took a whisky glass, and poured some of the amber liquid.

He took a sniff—it was mellow with a hint of fruitiness. Adding the ice cubes he had made in the fridge, he took a sip; it went down the throat exceptionally smoothly.

He brought the wine and food to the study, pushed the keyboard forward, and while eating the meat and drinking the Macallan 25, he looked at the messages on his computer.

Recently, the Sichuan University 2023 Freshman Group he built had people joining from time to time, and the effect of his paid promotion had fully manifested.

He clicked into the group and saw quite a few new "show-offs" posting selfies, introducing their hometowns, or chatting.

Now, the QQ group had reached a scale of nearly a thousand people.

But the number of people from the Advertising Department wasn't very large, probably only about a hundred or so.

The Advertising Department belongs to the School of Literature and Journalism, which is also famous for having many beauties.

And most of them are "white, rich, and beautiful" (wealthy and attractive); after all, the Advertising Department can't do without photography, and just the equipment alone costs a lot of money.

When they first joined the group, most people hadn't changed their names, but now they had all uniformly changed them to types like "Class of '23 ** Dept."

While drinking whisky, he updated the group announcement and checked the group entry review list, occasionally approving a few newcomers who submitted screenshots of their admission letters.

Seeing those guys discussing military training time, Li Yan casually posted a military training guide he had collected, which served as a bit of practical content for the group.

After working for less than half an hour, he had eaten most of his meal and drank half a glass of wine, with a slight sweat on his forehead.

Li Yan didn't have many friends on QQ; most were classmates from junior high and high school, and they weren't very close.

After all, during high school, there were very few people who could play with Li Yan.

It was mainly because the things Li Yan played with were really a bit too high-end compared to high school students.

And in the last two days, there were already two exclusive categories on his QQ.

One was a whale icon and the other was a cow icon, which were the categories for some of the people who had added Li Yan in the last few days.

Girls were categorized into the group with the whale icon, and boys were categorized into the group with the cow icon.

As for the meaning, only Li Yan understood it best.

There were nearly a thousand people in the group now, and just those who added Li Yan's private QQ already numbered over 100.

And this was only the result after Li Yan's review; otherwise, the number would have at least doubled.

And among them, the number of people who could pass the addition of his QQ and then evolve to adding his private WeChat was only a meager four.

One boy—this was the first little brother Li Yan intended to take under his wing after passing through layers of review.

Liu Qi, Computer Science Department.

From Shancheng, his family lived in a remote little mountain village. Since joining the QQ group, he was now responsible for reviewing new freshman entries into the QQ group, just like Wang Wen.

Honest and wooden—that was Li Yan's first impression of him.

But his advantage was that he was obedient, calling him "Brother Yan" at every turn. This was something that happened after he added Li Yan on WeChat and became an administrator, and after Li Yan sent him a 200-yuan red packet.

Overall, he was a good hand at work. Using his only Xiaomi phone, he had made a very clear table classifying the freshmen who had joined the group these days.

Age, gender, department, general personality, etc., were all classified in detail.

This was, of course, work Li Yan had asked him to do. As for what it was useful for, Li Yan hadn't revealed it to him yet.

But the completion rate was relatively high. Li Yan had originally wanted to treat him to a meal to build a relationship, but unfortunately, Liu Qi was working a summer job in Shancheng, so he let it go.

As for the other three girls, after adding Li Yan on WeChat, Li Yan took a look at the Moments of two of them.

Hmm, at least a 7 out of 10.

Their personalities were good, without any messy pickiness, and they were relatively serious about their work. Just moving their fingers could get them a red packet of several hundred yuan; this kind of work was a significant temptation for college freshmen.

As for the last girl who didn't have any photos in her Moments, Li Yan had an intuition that she should be very beautiful.

Wang Wanjun—a name that had the meaning of a novel's female lead, a name with an ancient feel, and a name with a literary feel.

Her personality was somewhat like her name, a bit quiet, with a voice that felt soft and gentle.

Li Yan felt that these four people were probably the initial team for his planned Sichuan University Freshman Campus Beauty Contest.

Of course, now was not the time.

One reason was that the number of people in the QQ group wasn't large enough, and plus, there was still more than a month until school started, so everyone didn't have the mindset to participate yet.

Li Yan planned to hold this competition about two weeks before school started.

One reason was to gather traffic and increase popularity.

The second was for his own college happiness~

Killing two birds with one stone.