Chapter 630: Part-Time Entrepreneurship: A Resounding Success

Some people still think they are the “belle of the ball,” but in reality, they are long past their prime.

Three girls squatting next to Jiang Qin pretended as if nothing was happening while thinking the same thought.

“Why are you all staring at me like that?”

“Boss Jiang, you look like a milk tea that comes with its own straw.”

“?”

Gao Wenhui imagined the scene, then turned to Wang Haini, “Are you the Greek god who presides over metaphors?”

Meanwhile, Feng Nanshu acted innocently as if unaware of anything.

By the afternoon when the temperature had dropped, four friends were playing cards downstairs when suddenly a noisy crowd approached, looking like something was about to happen.

The main road from the academy to the dorm area was quite narrow, causing a crowded buildup, but the crowd dispersed upon entering the dorm area.

The four watched as a boy leading the group, holding flowers and dressed in a suit, arrived downstairs and started shouting upwards, probably to confess his feelings.

The finance academy was known for its beautiful girls, and scenes like this were not uncommon in the past month.

“Li Ran, I like you!”

“Please… will you be my girlfriend?”

Under the gaze of many, the boy gathered his courage and voiced his feelings.

Hearing this, Gao Wenhui and Wang Haini immediately perked up and craned their necks forward.

Feng Nanshu, too, showed curiosity, leaning forward like them, which resulted in a stumble forward. If Jiang Qin hadn’t caught her, she would have fallen.

“You’re quite heavy, don’t copy them.”

“Ow.”

The “little rich girl” responded adorably, looking a bit foolish.

Wang Haini and Gao Wenhui glanced at their chests then at Feng Nanshu’s significantly fuller figure, and immediately started cursing silently.

The heroine of the story, Li Ran, was a senior at the finance department. As for the boy confessing his feelings, even the socially anxious Wang Haini didn’t recognize him, probably because he was from a different department.

As the confessing party anxiously waited under the watchful eyes of everyone, a girl in pajamas shyly ran down.

She glanced at the boy who had confessed and spoke nervously.

“I’m sorry, I don’t like you.”

With graduation looming, many seem emboldened by an inexplicable courage, yet successful outcomes are rare.

Because the timing, mood, and approach are often all wrong.

Jiang Qin felt that few girls truly appreciated such grand gestures, as romance is meant to be between two people, and being watched by many surely adds discomfort and pressure.

Besides, with graduation pending and everyone’s future uncertain, starting a romance now is merely adding to one’s worries—it’s irresponsible.

After all, they have no good friends’ room!

When the phrase “I don’t like you” was spoken, something at the scene seemed to shatter crisply.

Feng Nanshu watched dumbfounded, then nervously turned to Jiang Qin with a small gesture.

“Actually, confessions shouldn’t be this extravagant; otherwise, you can’t even remain friends.”

Gao Wenhui couldn’t help but share her opinion.

“Yes, it’s better to keep it quiet or first test if the other person likes you too. If they do, a high-profile confession can follow.”

Wang Haini muttered in agreement.

After hearing this, Jiang Qin commented, “What you’ve described sounds like an excellent marketing strategy.”

“?”

“With so many new tea brands appearing recently, it’s time for Xitian to boost sales and maintain its leading position.”

The fight over delivery market share temporarily paused, Jiang Qin planned a marketing stunt for Xitian as a way to pass the time.

Soon, Xitian launched four new types of milk tea packaging.

【Like】【Regret】【Forever Friendship】【How about it?】

These four teas were actually previous products—osmanthus wine milk, brown sugar boba, brulee coconut milk, and honey lemon water—but with new packaging sales skyrocketed and they sold out instantly. Stores across the country struggled to keep them in stock, hot as a weekend getaway hotel.

Gao Wenhui was swamped with work from morning till night, barely keeping up with sales. Finally, Jiang Qin enlisted Wang Haini’s help for sealing and bagging tasks.

Even so, the demand for these four types of milk tea was insatiable.

Eventually, when ingredients ran out, students even accepted different flavors as long as they got the cups.

“Like is for confessing to someone you fancy—those interested will certainly respond, and if not, they’ll just thank you for the tea.”

“Regret is for exes who split not out of lack of love. Getting this milk tea might reignite something, or at least they can thank you for the tea.”

“Forever Friendship is knowing someone wants to confess to you and you want to pre-emptively refuse but still stay friends.”

Holding the cup labeled【Like】, Jiang Qin explained the exhaustive marketing concept that tired out Gao Wenhui and Wang Haini.

Wang Haini exclaimed, “You’re the real charmer, Boss Jiang.”

Gao Wenhui slumped on the table, “You’ve leveraged everyone’s hesitation and probing nature.”

“I’m just giving everyone a chance to be brave while minimizing the fallout from bad outcomes, just like a joke confession on April Fools’—if it fails, you can say it was just a prank.”

“What about this ‘How about it?’”

“It’s an invitation to chat face-to-face, used as a signal to meet up. Of course, for the flirty ones, it might have other saucy uses.”

After finishing his explanation, Jiang Qin handed the cup of 【Like】 to Feng Nanshu, “I don’t like milk tea; little rich girl, you drink it.”

Feng Nanshu naively “owed” and took a sip from【Like】, then handed him her cup of 【How about it?】

Jiang Qin narrowed his eyes, feeling that the little rich girl wasn’t silly at all, rather, quite sly.

Gao Wenhui watched them, thinking how everyone knew these two liked each other but just played at being good friends.

Maybe这个“like” milk tea cup是Jiang Qin给他自己的不朋之心出的。

Gao Wenhui took a deep breath, got up from the table, and made two cups of 【Forever Friendship】

“Dare to send this to each other?”

Jiang Qin glanced at it and waved it off.

The word forever doesn’t bode well.

Feng Nanshu wasn’t interested either; she was already full from drinking all of her brother’s 【Like】.

At night, after selling all the empty cups, an exhausted Gao Wenhui and Wang Haini, along with Feng Nanshu who had finished Jiang Qin’s Like, returned to the dormitory. Jiang Qin went back to his dorm with his half-finished cup of 【How about it?】

Then he noticed four cups of milk tea on his table.

Three were 【Like】, and one was 【Regret】.

Jiang Qin paused for a moment and looked at the old silver coin sniper, Cao Guangyu, who was continuously firing in the darkness.

“Who sent these teas?”

“Jian Chun and the others, there are names underneath. Have a look yourself.”

“?”

Jiang Qin pulled out a chair, sat down, and looked at each name on the cups.

The three【Like】 were from Jian Chun, Jiang Tian, and Song Qingqing. The 【Regret】 was from Chu Siqi.

Jiang Qin leaned back in his chair, tapping the table with his fingers.

At that moment, Cao Guangyu had just been sniped. After removing his headset, he turned around, “Why is someone sending you milk tea today of all days?”

“I was bored and did some emotional marketing for Xitian.”

Jiang Qin explained the meanings behind the three teas to young master Cao, who couldn’t handle his jealousy, pounded the table and roared, “Why didn’t anyone send me any? Is auntie blocking them from entering? Damn!”

At that moment, the door to the dormitory was pushed open again.

Ren Ziqiang walked in, carrying two cups of【Like】, with a rather solemn expression.

Young master Cao’s eyes widened, his face showing disbelief.

Ren Ziqiang has a girlfriend. One cup of Like is understandable, but two? Young master couldn’t accept it.

“Why do you have two cups of Like? Who are they from?”

“One is from Linlin.”

Ren Ziqiang sat down, paused, then sighed, “The other one is from Pan Xiu.”

Young master Cao exclaimed, “Pan Xiu?”

At the start of their freshman year, Ren Ziqiang had started chasing Pan Xiu, but back then she didn’t quite reciprocate, keeping him dangling.

Later, Ren Ziqiang had a girlfriend, and his heart was no longer set on Pan Xiu, but she often found excuses to chat with him.

Now, close to graduation, just back from a trip with Wang Linlin, Ren Ziqiang unexpectedly received this milk tea from Pan Xiu, straining his composure.

“Pan Xiu initially wanted to play the field, but later realized she didn’t have what it takes to be a player.”

Young master Cao hit the nail on the head with his remark.

At that moment, the dormitory door was pushed open again, and Zhou Chao, dressed in a basketball uniform, walked in, looking even more solemn than Ren Ziqiang.

Due to the recent food delivery wars, eating was as cheap as it gets. He had ordered food himself and also mooched off young master Cao, resulting in a rapid weight gain.

To shed the extra pounds, Zhou Chao had resumed playing basketball recently.

However, he was clearly not happy today, and in his right hand, he held a cup of milk tea labeled 【How about it?】.

Cao Guangyu couldn’t handle it either, “Damn, you too? That’s intense, who’s it from?”

“No, I…I bought it myself.”

Zhou Chao finished speaking, looked at the milk tea, and thought to himself, just what is wrong with my physique.

Watching the three of them quietly drink their teas, young master Cao kept muttering that it shouldn’t be, just shouldn’t be.

Ding Xue had recently gone to Kyoto with a team for a project meeting. It was normal for her not to send any, but logically, even if Ding Xue hadn’t sent any, as a wealthy second generation, he should have received seven or eight【Like】 or even three or four【How about it?】

“My teas must have been held by auntie; they must have!”

Young master Cao pondered for a while, then dashed downstairs. Half an hour later, he returned empty-handed and dove into a game, indiscriminate killing spree.

Within just three minutes, he was killed thrice.

“Brother Cao, where’s your tea?”

“I finished it downstairs!”