Chapter 37: Don’t Get Too Many Love Interests

“No, I was just joking earlier to comfort Old Jiang. How could I possibly chase a girl for three years? With a rich second generation like me, it’s impossible if you think about it!”

Cao Guangyu regretted it and tried to make an excuse.

“Ah, right, right.”

Zhou Chao didn’t want to hear him say more. He grabbed some toilet paper and walked to the bathroom.

“I damn well really dated five girls. Later it became less and less interesting. I discovered being single is the real nobility.”

“I know, Old Cao, but can you not keep talking to me about it? I’m taking a shit. If you want to make excuses, go find Ren Ziqiang!”

Zhou Chao stopped at the bathroom door with the toilet paper roll, fed up with Cao Guangyu’s pestering. He reached out and closed the balcony door.

Cao Guangyu had no choice but to turn and find Ren Ziqiang.

Ren Ziqiang was lying on his bed chatting with Pan Xiu at the moment, smiling so much his mouth nearly reached his ears. Cao Guangyu’s words went in one ear and out the other.

“Aqiang, you should understand, right? Someone like me, a rich second generation, couldn’t possibly be a… what was that word Old Jiang used just now? I think it’s quite fitting.”

Jiang Qin laughed, “A lap dog.”

Cao Guangyu nodded vigorously, “There’s no way I could be a lap dog!”

“Ah, right, right.” Ren Ziqiang was busy chatting, his face full of perfunctory agreement.

Cao Guangyu instantly got angry, “Old Ren, you’re not respecting me.”

“I’m chatting with Pan Xiu!”

“What are you chatting about?”

“Um…”

“Fuck, don’t you dare tell Pan Xiu I’m a lap dog! If you say that, how will I show my face in Financial Class 3?”

Before Ren Ziqiang could turn his phone around, Cao Guangyu glimpsed the keywords and couldn’t help but curse.

Ren Ziqiang also felt aggrieved. I was having a nice chat here and you kept going on about lap dogs next to my ear so I just casually typed it out.

QQ in 2008 didn’t have a recall function, making this story even more tragic.

Cao Guangyu stared at him without saying a word. In the end, he lifelessly climbed into bed and lay flat, silently staring at the white ceiling without a sound.

Tonight he lost love and also his dignity.

The summer night was swelteringly hot, but the dorms at Linchuan University only had two fans. One was mounted above the dorm door while the other hung from the top of the balcony door. The old fan blades spun madly under the power of electricity, emitting a buzzing sound that sounded like a little old man with broken lungs coughing.

Jiang Qin stuck his head out to feel the breeze while using his computer to communicate the specific details of site building with Su Nai.

It’s just that this senior sister, a junior, didn’t know what she was doing. Her message replies were always very slow and sometimes even had typos, not at all like a tech geek. It was as if she hadn’t touched a computer in years.

“Senior brother, I found a few websites similar to your requirements. You can take a look first. I still have things to take care of.”

“??????”

After a while, Su Nai sent over a few images along with website URLs. They were all relatively mature websites at this stage with clear frameworks and basic structures that matched Jiang Qin’s requirements quite well.

After studying them for a while, Jiang Qin felt these websites seemed to have some common issues – in order to show rich content, the homepages were made very full.

The basic sections were a must, of course, but things like trending rankings, keyword searches, and some external jump links were completely unnecessary. Not only would they make the entire page appear bloated, they would also waste too much of the website users’ time filtering out things they didn’t want to see.

Of course, the product managers of large websites weren’t just there to eat. They did this mainly to give ads enough viewing time, so they had to sacrifice user experience.

Jiang Qin typed up his thoughts and sent them to Su Nai, offering a few suggestions.

But the other party still seemed busy and didn’t reply.

I’m the client here, so why do I have to wait for a reply like a lap dog?

Speaking of which, what could she be busy with so late at night that she can’t even reply to her boss’ messages? She really hasn’t suffered society’s beating.

Cursing, Jiang Qin closed the chat window and clicked on Hong Yan’s QQ number, asking if she was okay.

No matter what, today’s events started because of him. If he didn’t even send a simple greeting, it would make him seem heartless.

Hong Yan replied very quickly. First she sent a smiley face emoji, then said it was nothing, just that she and Chu Siqi weren’t speaking.

The smiley face emoji in 2008 represented a proper smile without any negative meaning, so Jiang Qin felt slightly relieved.

No one could withstand Chu Siqi’s arrogance. After all, she had been spoiled by her parents since childhood and felt the whole world should revolve around her. But if you ignored her, no matter how bad her temper was, it was useless. Hong Yan was a smart girl and should understand this cold treatment method.

But love is something even dogs wouldn’t bother with, so why am I acting like a scumbag right now?

Jiang Qin felt depressed. Is a disastrous love life a must for transmigrators?

Next, Jiang Qin also clicked on Feng Nanshu’s QQ and asked if she was used to staying overnight at the school. Feng Nanshu didn’t say she missed home, only that she felt Linchuan University’s night was very dark. Between the lines, it seemed she was homesick.

Besides that, Yu Shasha also sent him a message asking if he had met Chu Siqi. But Jiang Qin was very clever and immediately determined she must have heard about today’s events from Wang Huiru. Otherwise she wouldn’t randomly ask. So he pretended to be offline and didn’t reply.

In addition to chat messages, there seemed to be a few friend requests in his notifications. The remarks were all in the format of “Financial Class 3 XXX”, mostly from girls.

One of them was from Jiang Tian, whom Cao Guangyu greatly admired. This was a bit unexpected.

[Classmate Jiang Qin, I’m Jiang Tian. Let’s add each other as friends.]

Jiang Qin had just grabbed the mouse when he suddenly felt a sturdy hand land on his shoulder. He turned his head and saw Lü Guangrong standing behind him with a very complicated expression.

“Ah, Instructor Lü, good evening. Here to check the dorms?”

Lü Guangrong grunted and then spoke with a heavy tone, “Jiang Qin, you’re quite good-looking, but as a student, you should still focus on your studies. Linchuan University doesn’t oppose students dating, but don’t get too many.”

Jiang Qin: “????”

Before he finished speaking, Ren Ziqiang and Zhou Chao started laughing like dogs. Halfway through, feeling it wasn’t enough, they curled up their bodies, laughing and pounding the bed.

“Alright, alright, stop laughing. I came this time for two reasons. One is to check the dorms. Two is to inform you that military training officially starts tomorrow morning. Everyone go to bed early and don’t be late. Give the instructors a good impression.”

Lü Guangrong said his routine piece and then turned and left the dorm. He went to the neighboring dorm and said the exact same thing.