Chapter 22: Senior Brother, the Third-in-Command Has Been Arrested!

The registration certificate and official seal of Xiangjiang Company arrived in Jin Ling without delay.

According to Liu Wan, knowing Yu Xing needed them urgently, someone personally carried them into the mainland.

Yu Xing naturally thanked them repeatedly, wishing he could offer himself in return.

Before leaving, Liu Wan asked about the project’s current status.

“We’ve made initial contact with classmates, who welcomed us enthusiastically and eagerly donated money, all hoping to see the results of our meaningful social survey soon,” Yu Xing described the scene.

Liu Wan gave a small pep talk: “Alright, Boss Yu, keep going.”

Yu Xing truly was pushing hard—he wanted to paste the company registration certificate on his face and hang the official seal around his waist, to instill trust in potential clients.

Whether this probability-based product was structured as a “contract” or “insurance,” its core substance wouldn’t change, but the latter’s key advantage was the trust backing provided by an insurance company.

For a regular commercial company, securing such trust backing would be difficult.

Fortunately, the 10-million registration capital carried persuasive weight for those unaware of the differences between Xiangjiang and the mainland, and the campus customer base was relatively easier to penetrate—whether under the guise of a “social survey” or employing fellow students as interns, both added positive momentum.

June 21st, still the multimedia classroom.

Zhong Zhiling hurriedly finished breakfast and arrived at the designated classroom, immediately surprised by the large crowd.

In his gut feeling, this turnout was nearly as big as the last three-club event.

“I didn’t expect so many either—some probably brought friends along,” Yu Xing admitted, equally surprised.

Zhong Zhiling wondered: “Is the internship certificate really that… appealing?”

Medical students didn’t feel this pain point.

“University students tend to take these things seriously, even if they’re not that meaningful—having one on file removes future worries about what you want to do later,” Yu Xing mused. “You go up first and introduce our business; I’ll handle the internship details.”

Zhong Zhiling nodded silently, organizing his thoughts internally.

On the other side, Lu Haiying arrived at the classroom; seeing so many potential employees, she grew even more confident in the project’s prospects and casually chatted with them, pre-emptively explaining some details.

At nine o’clock, Zhong Zhiling took the stage to introduce the company, the social survey, and the love contract.

The concept itself wasn’t complex—the 299 yuan and 999 yuan for three years were easy to grasp, and the university students from different schools had at least basic comprehension.

Similarly, some raised similar questions.

“Three years? You have to wait three years to redeem it—how do you know you’ll still find the person then?”

Zhong Zhiling gave a confident reply: “Our company has 10 million in registered capital—do you understand what 10 million means? The company cares far more about this social survey!”

He had a sudden idea: “Also, we’ve secured a partnership with Yunnan—they’ll supply roses in bulk. How much do you think that costs?”

What did 10 million even mean?

Zhong Zhiling had no concrete idea himself, but the statement still silenced the doubts.

“Hey, classmates,” Yu Xing stepped onto the stage and took over, “I want to emphasize: when promoting our business, try to find reliable couples—those seriously planning to marry. We don’t mind if they redeem after marriage—in fact, the more marriages that happen, the better. Why?”

He answered himself: “Every redemption is our best advertisement! Likewise, every wedding’s roses promote Yunnan roses. You might not know—right now, in Dali’s Midu and Kunming’s Anning, large-scale rose cultivation is underway. Domestic large-headed, multi-petaled, high-quality roses are exceptional!”

“If you ever get the chance, welcome to visit our partnered rose farms.”

Yu Xing spoke with full confidence and utter calm.

Beside him, Zhong Zhiling was nearly stunned—he had never rehearsed this with his senior. The Yunnan roses were purely his own improvisation, yet how could his senior deliver it so convincingly… he almost believed it himself!

The audience’s doubts vanished completely—this Xiangjiang Company had deep planning.

“Since we’re expanding into the mainland, Jin Ling is the first test site for Guiai Network,” Yu Xing continued. “Anyone willing to help promote will receive an internship certificate. The specific commission structure will be explained by our marketing lead, Lu Haiying.”

Lu Haiying took the stage and explained the commission model: 169 yuan per contract for under five signed in a month, 189 yuan for five to ten, and a flat 200 yuan for over ten.

Additionally, this internship would be divided into three major teams; the top-performing team would earn an extra 10 yuan per contract.

The base internship wage was 850 yuan; if you didn’t complete the month, pay would be prorated by days.

“Oh, and since this has social survey significance and promotes Yunnan roses, our budget is limited. Since you’re all here today, you get first access to experience it—don’t go wild and sign up 1,000 contracts yourself, or you’ll blow our budget,” Yu Xing resumed after Lu Haiying finished. “There are many of you today, so we don’t need everyone. Just sign up now—we’ll notify selected students tomorrow and the day after.”

Contracts were limited; applicant numbers exceeded expectations.

As for whether you’d be selected…

Yu Xing called out: “Come on, those wanting early experience, register with Zhong Zhiling; those applying for internships, register with Lu Haiying.”

The Guiai Network promotion ended.

So… experience and sign up, then.

Easy math: base wage was 850 yuan—just land four contracts at the lowest commission, and you’d earn 1,526 yuan!

Plus, you’d get an internship certificate!

Even if you didn’t do any sales, they said if you didn’t finish the month, pay was prorated—ten days still meant 300 yuan!

What could you do with 300 yuan?

You could experience the 299 yuan love contract!

With so many people here today, could you get priority internship access without experiencing it?

University students thought fast—some already saw the optimal strategy: get the internship certificate, experience the love contract, and earn internship pay all at once.

After tallying up the whole morning, when the Guiai Network internship promotion ended, Zhong Zhiling had received another 138 contract payments.

41,262 yuan!

“Too bad, still dozens didn’t sign up for experience—only internship applications,” Yu Xing sighed.

Zhong Zhiling was nearly frantic: “Big Brother Yu, this is 40,000 yuan! My god, what are these people thinking? How could they… how could they be so gullible? How naive are they!”

“You sound like we’re scamming people,” Yu Xing shook his head. “Get to work. Today we notify some, the day after tomorrow we notify more. Tomorrow we head to different campuses—we need to move faster, even faster!”

Zhong Zhiling numbly collected the money, feeling both the earnings and project momentum far exceeded his expectations.

“I’m watching you,” Lu Haiying said, noticing her boyfriend’s odd expression, her eyes fixed on his face.

Zhong Zhiling laughed helplessly—he had no bad intentions; he was now fully focused on getting things done!

The power of money was limitless.

That night, Zhong Zhiling notified thirty interns they were accepted and, with his girlfriend, divided them into two teams of fifteen each to begin work.

With helpers now, whether negotiating with campus clubs or seeking potential clients, efficiency soared.

Unfortunately, without group momentum, conversion rates were clearly lower than the first two events.

Even so, they still secured eleven contracts that day.

Zhong Zhiling sincerely told his girlfriend: “This project works—it really works!”

But on the third day, as he led his team to the Tourism College to continue targeting clients, the third-in-command of Guiai Network was caught red-handed by the authorities.

Zhong Zhiling’s mind went blank.

Too much money… had things blown up?

This was too fast…

He noticed interns witnessing the scene—none dared approach, likely to go warn someone.

Dazed, Zhong Zhiling got into the car; the officers on either side made him realize the truth—things really had gone south…

What now? His family still had debts!

Maybe he should take the blame himself…

Zhong Zhiling’s mind churned with chaotic thoughts.

“What’s your company’s name?”

Sitting in the car en route to the station, Zhong Zhiling answered honestly: “Guiai Network.”

“Who’s the legal representative?”

Zhong Zhiling answered truthfully: “Me.”

“Any accountant? Who handles the money?”

Zhong Zhiling paused, then answered truthfully: “Me.”

“Still you? Then who manages the team?”

Zhong Zhiling wrestled internally between his girlfriend and himself, then answered: “Me…”

The officer chuckled: “Good kid—you’re everything, aren’t you? You’re the mastermind.”

Zhong Zhiling realized a problem—he didn’t need to take the blame for his senior; this was his own mess all along!

…

Lu Haiying, promoting at the Pharmaceutical University, received a frantic call from an intern—her boyfriend had been arrested. She froze in place.

After a long moment, she frantically dialed her senior’s number: “Senior Brother! Bad news! The third-in-command has been arrested!”

From the other end came Yu Xing’s calm voice: “I already know. Don’t panic. I’ve got this.”

Hearing this, Lu Haiying, despite never having faced such a situation, felt a wave of relief.

Yu Xing asked: “Earlier, I told Zhiling to keep records—he…”

Lu Haiying immediately replied: “Yes, yes, he gave them to me.”

Yu Xing said at once: “Good. We’ll talk in person. Don’t panic. I’ve got this.”