Chapter 310: Being a Male God is Such a Pain

The training field backed onto a maple forest, and under the only bit of shade, Jiang Qin vaguely heard someone was looking for the male god. He suddenly felt a bit restless.

The junior girls had delicate and soft bodies, which was indeed not bad, but Jiang Qin was still more interested in making money and didn’t want to invite other troubles. Moreover, Feng Nanshu seemed to have learned to be jealous, and she had also practiced judo before. He had no doubt that the little rich girl would use violence to make him understand who his real good friend was.

Sigh, being a male god is really annoying.

Jiang Qin patted his butt and left, leaving the stage to Old Ren and the others. He directly went to Room 208 with wine and tea and arrived at the Academic Affairs Office.

Zhang Boqing was currently wearing a pair of reading glasses, sitting in the office reviewing and approving documents. Seeing Jiang Qin come in with gifts, he suddenly had a bad feeling.

Good fellow, he used to be able to freeload a lot even when he came empty-handed. Today he brought famous wine and tea leaves, what does he want to do? Does he want an airplane or a rocket?

“Dean Zhang, why do you look so nervous?” Jiang Qin was stunned after entering the door.

Zhang Boqing took a deep breath: “Jiang Qin, I remind you, I’m just an ordinary vice president with limited power in my hands!”

“?????”

Jiang Qin put the gifts on the table with a confused look: “I just came to see how you’ve been doing lately. Why do you look like a thief broke into your office?”

Zhang Boqing looked wary: “Even a thief knows to avoid people, but every time you come, it’s blatant robbery, isn’t it?”

“Dean, you’re really wronging me. Pintuan has now spread throughout the city, and Zhihu is going national. What else can I rob? What else am I not satisfied with? Oh, this pen looks pretty good.”

Jiang Qin had just cried out in grievance for three sentences, then abruptly changed the subject and immediately set his sights on a Montblanc pen on Zhang Boqing’s desk.

This pen was all silver, with a ring of subtle orchid grass patterns. The shape was smooth, elegant and stylish. Jiang Qin felt that if he could own such a pen, his posture when signing contracts in the future would be much more suave.

But Dean Zhang didn’t feel like he had met a kindred spirit at all, and his face darkened: “I’m going to call security.”

“No, Dean, I was just joking. This time I really just came to see you, without any other intentions.”

Zhang Boqing narrowed his eyes and looked him up and down: “If you put down your things and leave without saying anything, then I’ll believe you.”

Jiang Qin was also tough: “Okay, I’ll leave first then. Dean, you go ahead and work.”

“Hey, wait a minute, sit down and chat with me. If there’s anything you want to grab, leave it to the end, so we can chat comfortably.”

“Dean, it’s called supporting, not grabbing.” Jiang Qin corrected him in a righteous tone.

“I thought so too before I met you, but after meeting you, I feel the two words mean about the same thing.”

Zhang Boqing stood up, took off his reading glasses, and sat on the sofa opposite Jiang Qin. He asked about the promotion of Zhihu and the strategic cooperation matter from before.

Jiang Qin’s Pintuan was able to fully blossom in Linchuan City. In terms of the college student entrepreneurship segment, Linchuan University was already far ahead of many colleges and universities.

Don’t think this is just a simple matter of reputation. It also involves the Ministry of Education’s evaluation of the school, the inclination of various educational resources, and can even affect personal promotions and transfers.

Therefore, for Jiang Qin’s achievements over the past year, Dean Zhang was already very satisfied.

Other people’s students open coffee shops, milk tea shops, and even adult product stores next to hotels. None are like the treasure at their school, who quietly set off a sensation in the city.

But what Zhang Boqing didn’t expect was that in just one summer, Jiang Qin had also gotten in touch with the Linchuan Municipal Government, proposed the establishment of the Linchuan Chamber of Commerce, reached strategic cooperation with many local brands, and declared that he would set his sights on the whole country.

There is an idiom called “seeing the big from the small”. From Jiang Qin’s actions, Zhang Boqing felt that he had underestimated Jiang Qin’s appetite. This 19-year-old student was not at all satisfied with his current achievements.

“The on-the-ground promotion in the capital has begun and is expected to end in three days. Then the team will continue to head south, splitting into two groups, one to Wuhan and one to Nanjing. They will meet up in Guangzhou half a month later to take down Guangzhou and Shenzhen.”

“One line?” Zhang Boqing glanced at the map on the wall.

Jiang Qin nodded: “Yes, one line.”

“You really are inscrutable. At 19, how can you have such ambitions? If it were someone else, they would probably be satisfied after spreading through the whole city.”

“I originally thought that seeking a life without worries about food and clothing would be enough, but later I felt it wasn’t enough. If I don’t make this money, what if someone else does?”

After chatting for a while, Jiang Qin got up to leave, but Zhang Boqing chased out the door in surprise, asking if he really didn’t want to grab anything.

Jiang Qin was also very speechless. After being a dog for so long, no one believed him even when he wanted to be a person. Who the hell could he reason with about this?

“Dean, Old Jiang has changed for the better. This time I’m really not grabbing anything.”

“But I find that I’ve gotten used to you grabbing from me. I feel uncomfortable if I don’t give you something, take this.” Dean Zhang handed over an A4 paper.

Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment, and his eyes immediately filled with warning: “If you get me hooked on the habit of asking for support, an A4 paper won’t be enough to satisfy me.”

“These are the contact information of a few old friends of mine, some in Wuhan and some in Nanjing. See if they can help you.”

Jiang Qin took the A4 paper and looked at it. His eyes slowly widened, thinking that when he made it onto Forbes, he would have to get Dean Zhang a garden villa at the very least!

In the following week, the nationwide promotion of Zhihu continued to advance. With Dean Zhang’s introduction, the promotion in the Wuhan and Nanjing university districts was as smooth as if it had been lubricated, reaching the end every time with fatal moves.

The cooperation between Dong Wenhao and Lu Feiyu was also good. The topic of the most beautiful military training goddess quickly became a hot topic, and the daily activity of the website continued to climb.

At the same time, Zhihu’s open social functions were fully utilized. Many college students outside the scope of promotion also began to use the Zhihu forum through word-of-mouth recommendations. After all, no one can truly refuse seductive content, and no one can resist spreading it.

During this process, many things also happened on the school side.

On Wednesday afternoon, the weather was mild and not irritating. Ye Ziqing changed into a gentle and elegant makeup look, wore a very intellectual long dress, and came to the entrepreneurship base of Linchuan University, wanting to talk to Jiang Qin about the promotion of Pintuan.

At that time, Jiang Qin was holding a summary meeting with everyone in Room 208, analyzing and studying the problems of cross-city promotion, and adjusting the rhythm and methods of subsequent promotions.

Through the glass, Ye Ziqing saw Jiang Qin’s high-spirited and commanding demeanor, and suddenly gave up the idea of persuasion.

She felt that Jiang Qin at this time was the same as herself back then – hot-blooded, impulsive, and blind, unable to listen to the well-meaning advice of others, only feeling that his abilities were outstanding and insisting on going all the way to the end.

The only difference was that she was obsessed with group-buying websites at that time, while Jiang Qin was obsessed with college student forums.

However, a college student forum is obviously something with weak monetization ability. After reaching its peak, it will definitely fall rapidly and eventually disappear.

She felt that when the day came when his hard work was wasted, Jiang Qin would definitely regret today’s decision, just like herself at that time, drowning in the pain of failure, forcing a smile every day, wasting the rest of her life on a job she had no interest in.

“What a pity…”

Ye Ziqing sighed, not even bothering to knock on the door before turning around and leaving the entrepreneurship base.

By Thursday afternoon, the results of the student council’s leadership change election were out. Jiang Tian had successfully run for vice minister of the External Relations Department. Many members of the student council felt this result was unfair.

But when Zhu Feng outright stated that she was recommended by Jiang Qin, and also said she was Jiang Qin’s class monitor, the dissenting voices instantly vanished.

One of the most important parts of the External Relations Department’s work was to solicit sponsorships for various activities. Everyone in the School of Finance knew that Jiang Qin was a big shot at making money, earning cash with no regard for others. If Jiang Tian represented Jiang Qin, then a lot of the department’s work would become much easier.

This feeling was like a coal boss filming a TV series and having his recommended female lead bring funding into the production. No one could refuse.

Additionally, among the freshman class in the School of Finance, the legend of a male god named Jiang Qin in the School of Finance was still spreading.

The definition of a male god for pure and foolish college girls was very narrow. They felt a male god should be as graceful as a tree, romantically charming, making you wish he could conquer you with a single smile, radiating handsomeness from his hair down to his toenails.

So all the underclassmen girls began looking forward to meeting Jiang Qin, wanting to see exactly what kind of world-shaking, spirit-stirring looks he had.

But unfortunately, Jiang Qin was always busy with promoting Zhihu. Forget the training field, he rarely even went out the door of the entrepreneurship base. So the underclassmen could only learn about this top male god of the School of Finance through various rumors.

“Senior Zhang, is Senior Jiang really that handsome?”

“Handsome my ass. He looks completely ordinary. He just knows how to sweet talk and make girls swoon over him.” Zhang Guangfa looked disdainful.

The underclassmen girls glanced at each other. “But Senior Jiang and Senior Song both like him.”

Zhang Guangfa slapped his thigh. “Who hasn’t been blind when they were young? They’ll regret it later. What kind of male god? Have you ever seen a male god who skips class all day?”

“Skips class all day? Then he’s definitely not a good person.”

These delicate underclassmen girls had just left their high school days behind and still held the concept of studying above all else. Especially for students at a top university, they deeply despised skipping class, feeling that if someone skipped class, they must be a bad student.

Junior Sui Jun stood to the side listening, stunned. He thought, you guys in the same class sure are ruthless at badmouthing your own classmate.