I Really Didn’t Want to be Born Again

Today, for the Department of Humanities and Social Sciences of the School of Finance, it may be a big news that has not been encountered in many years.

A quick overview:

Participants: Chen Hansheng, freshman, class monitor of the second class of public administration, and Zhou Xiao, deputy director of the external relations department

Event: Public competition to win sponsorship for the Freshman Gala

Location: Yiwu Commodity Center, Jiangling University Town

Referee: Zuo Xiaoli, Qi Wei and other cadres of the Humanities and Social Sciences Student Union, as well as a large number of onlookers

This competition was a bit of a coincidence. It was facilitated by many factors such as the booing freshman, Zhou Xiao's self-esteem, Chen Hansheng's persecution, and the verbal rush. It was unexpected and reasonable.

Although the student union is essentially a civil society, it has been contaminated with a lot of bad habits in the officialdom. The yamen is not big, and the work style is very bad. Just a few simple departments can intrigue and even be divided into several factions.

Zhou Xiao obviously followed Zuo Xiaoli, but the cadres of other departments may not be. They just watched the fun with the attitude of nothing to do with themselves, let's hang on to it.

However, the onlookers were extremely united. Where there is oppression, there is resistance. It is true.

The sponsorship merchants of the Department of Humanities are all in the Yiwu Commodity Center. I don't think it is necessary to ask every one of them. This is a waste of time and energy. They just randomly assign a merchant to see who can get more sponsorship.

On the square of the Compulsory Commodity Center, Zuo Xiaoli, vice chairman of the Department of Humanities, announced the rules.

Zhou Xiao definitely agreed. Although he said it was random, he knew very well in the external relations department which merchants were easy to coordinate and which merchants would not give a chance at all. Zuo Xiaoli would definitely arrange it.

Sure enough, Zhou Xiao was assigned to a barber shop that had just opened, and the firecrackers and confetti at the door had not been swept away. The owner was a young man in his 20s; Chen Hansheng was assigned to a stationery shop, and the owner was a man in his forties. middle-aged people.

Seeing such a result, Zhou Xiao thought to himself that it was nothing compared to the fact that the store just opened must need publicity, and young people are easy to talk about, so casual conversations can bring in hundreds of dollars in sponsorship.

As for the owner of the stationery store, he is rich if he is rich, but he also picks and searches, and he is doing wholesale business and has little interest in retail, so there is no need to over-promote.

You wait for me!

Zhou Xiao took a look at Chen Hansheng, thinking that the face he lost just now is just right to get it back.

Zhou Xiao excitedly pushed open the glass door of this My Style, My Show barber shop. The boss was very happy to see the business coming, especially there were many students standing outside the door, but after hearing Zhou Xiao's explanation of his intention, his expression gradually changed. Cool down.

We just opened, and the business is not very good.

The owner of the barber shop is very reluctant. There are too many schools in Jiangling University Town, and the Yiwu Commodity Center is basically the focus of every outreach department. Sometimes there are several waves of students in a month.

It is precisely because you have just opened that you need publicity. Our department is preparing to hold a freshman party. If you sponsor a banner and pay the final payment, all freshmen in the department will be able to see it. If you sponsor a little gift, This store has already become famous in our department.”

This kind of sponsorship has a routine, and it doesn't take much brains to copy it, but the effect will not be very good, there will be no big money, but small money can get some.

Chen Hansheng was also in the shop. He lit up a cigarette without saying a word, and quietly watched Zhou Xiao discuss with Mr. Tony from the barber shop.

When it came to the end, Zhou Xiao's tone was already flattering.

Qi Wei was standing next to Chen Hansheng, she shook her head and sighed: This is the current situation of our external relations department. Soliciting sponsorship is like begging, but it can also train people. This one is pretty easy to talk about. The attitude of the stationery store It will be worse.

Zhou Xiao relied on the vice chairman Zuo Xiaoli behind him, so he didn't pay attention to Minister Qi Wei at all. The incident at noon was the result of Zhou Xiao's self-assessment, but now the entire external relations department was embarrassing.

Facing the information revealed by Qi Wei, Chen Hansheng silently puffed out smoke rings and did not speak.

Half an hour later, the young teacher Tony finally let go and agreed to sponsor a 200 yuan banner and a 300 yuan haircut coupon, which can be used as prizes at the freshman party.

thanks, thanks.

In school, Zhou Xiao, whose tail was about to go up to the sky, couldn't help but bow and thank him, but Teacher Tony's expression was cold and indifferent, and he didn't respond much.

It's really not easy, but at least there are some results.

Zhou Xiao took a long breath, and his face gradually changed from bowing his head to complacent, and then looked at Chen Hansheng provocatively.

Chen Hansheng threw away the cigarette butt, and walked directly to the stationery store, unexpectedly there was an accident at the beginning.

Originally, the owner of the stationery store was talking to his neighbors at the door. After seeing Zuo Xiaoli and Qi Wei clearly, he covered the glass door without saying a word.

After being shut down, Qi Wei felt a little embarrassed and a little angry, Zuo Xiaoli deliberately picked this kind of business to Chen Hansheng, the intention of bullying was too obvious.

As for Zhou Xiao, don't talk about how straightforward he is, he only hates that he is not the owner of a stationery store, otherwise Chen Hansheng would really have to kneel down and call him father.

I'll help you get started, and the rest is up to you.

Qi Wei left this sentence behind, walked over and opened the glass door, and said, Hello, Boss Feng, I'm here to disturb you again.

If you really feel disturbed, then don't come.

The owner of this stationery store is Feng Jihua, in his forties, with balding hair, wearing glasses, and a bit high cheekbones.

Hearing Feng Jihua's ridicule, Qi Wei said with a face of embarrassment: Our department is going to hold a freshman party, and I would like to ask you to sponsor it...

There was a bang.

Feng Jihua directly took out the thick ledger and put it on the counter, and Qi Wei's voice stopped abruptly.

It's not that I don't support it. I also have a lot of foreign debts that have not been recovered. I don't have money to support you.

Feng Jihua took out the IOU and said while flipping through the ledger with a crash.

Among the crowd, a student union official whispered: It's the same thing again, every time he wants to sponsor, he takes out the IOU to ridicule us.

But from the perspective of a businessman, Chen Hansheng quite understands. After all, no one's money is blown by strong winds. Since it is useless, why bother to sponsor it.

But from the perspective of today's competition, Chen Hansheng thought that Zuo Xiaoli would really cheat, and people like Feng Jihua basically wouldn't pay.

I still say the same thing. You college students are all capable people. Whoever can help me get back my foreign debts will be treated as sponsorship.

After Feng Jihua finished speaking, he stared at the group of college students in the Finance Institute. These people have no social experience, and when the sponsorship routine doesn't work, they can only help themselves.

Zhou Xiao was the happiest here, and signaled Zuo Xiaoli to announce the result of the competition quickly. He couldn't help but prepare for a 360-degree round-the-clock spiral attack on Chen Hansheng.

Seeing Zhou Xiao's excited expression, Chen Hansheng went out suddenly and asked, Boss Feng, is there any business nearby that owes you money?

Feng Jihua was admiring the embarrassment of the college students, and suddenly he was taken aback. In the past, when he threw out this trump card, the college students retreated in spite of difficulties. Today, it is rare for someone to dare to ask.

Are you going to ask for the bill for me?

It won't work if it's too far away. I'll have the results in the afternoon. Chen Hansheng said.

Feng Jihua looked at Chen Hansheng. He was tall and not ugly at all. There was an irresistible ruffian at the corners of his eyes. He smiled frivolously, but spoke calmly.

There is one nearby.

Feng Jihua, the owner of the stationery store, flipped through the ledger, then raised his head and said, It's the fruit shop opposite.

What about the IOU?

Chen Hansheng asked.

That's the problem. The IOU was in duplicate at the time, but I lost the one I kept. He didn't admit it when he found out. Otherwise, I would have returned if I had an IOU so recently. Feng Jihua said.

Chen Hansheng thought to himself that this was still a debt without an IOU, and then asked, How much does he owe you?

2500 yuan.

Chen Hansheng nodded, pondered for a while and suddenly shouted: Old Yang, Shaoqiang, Zhu Chenglong, do you dare to ask for debts with me?

What dare not!

Fourth, don't underestimate people.

Squad leader, I listen to you!

Chen Hansheng was also polite, and took the three bastards directly to the opposite fruit shop, and the students who were watching all followed suit, leaving only Zhou Xiao and Zuo Xiaoli saying: I shouldn't have won! ?

Zuo Xiaoli originally thought that everything was safe, but now something went wrong, and he said impatiently: If you ask me, who the hell should I ask!

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