I really don't want to be reborn

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 middle-aged man in his 40s. young 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.

"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. The Yiwu Commodity Center is the focus of the outreach departments of all universities in Jiangling University City. 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.”

There are routines for this kind of sponsorship. 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 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 40s, 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..."

"Bang" sound.

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, and I don't have money to support you." Feng Jihua said while flipping through the ledger, taking out the IOU.

Among the crowd, a student union cadre complained in a low voice: "It's the same trick again. Every time he wants to sponsor, he takes out the IOU to ridicule us."

From the standpoint of a businessman, Chen Hansheng understood quite well. After all, no one's money is blown by strong winds. If 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. They didn't have much social experience, and when the sponsorship routine didn't work, they could 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 suddenly went out 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, but there was always an unconcealable ruffian at the corners of his eyes, he smiled frivolously and spoke calmly.

"There is one nearby."

Feng Jihua, the owner of the stationery store, flipped through the ledger, looked up 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 dollars."

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's not to dare!"

"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. The students who were watching all followed suit, leaving Zhou Xiao and Zuo Xiaoli foolishly saying: "I shouldn't have won!" ?"

Zuo Xiaoli originally thought that everything was safe, but now something went wrong, and he said impatiently: "You ask me, who the hell am I to ask!"

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Chapter 34 Twists and turns

Zhou Deshun is the owner of the "Zhou Ji Fruit Stand" in Yiwu Commodity Center. He was watering the fruit in the afternoon when he suddenly saw four boys walking quickly across the street.

Zhou Deshun thought he was here for business, so he greeted him with a smile on his face: "Several handsome guys, what do you want?"

"I don't want fruit, I want money."

Chen Hansheng, the leader, replied with a smile.

It was only then that Zhou Deshun realized that the people in front of him were hostile. He calmly picked up the fruit knife, picked up the watermelon and cut it into two pieces with a "click", leaving the bright red juice on the ground, then raised his head and asked : "What money do you want?"

Seeing Zhou Shunde's gesture of warning with a knife, Yang Shichao and Guo Shaoqiang looked at each other, their eyelids twitching a little.

Chen Hansheng smirked, and actually moved the little horse at the door to sit next to Zhou Deshun, only 20 centimeters away from the shining fruit knife.

"My uncle is Feng Jihua from the stationery store opposite. I heard that you owe him 3500 yuan and haven't paid it back?"

While talking, Chen Hansheng picked up the cut watermelon and started eating it in front of Zhou Deshun.

The neck that was exposed when he lowered his head was just hanging under the sharp watermelon knife.

Zhou Deshun was taken aback when he heard this, thinking when did Feng Jihua have such a big nephew, and then he became furious. It took only half a year, and 2500 yuan turned into 3500 yuan. This shit is worse than usury! .

In fact, not only Zhou Deshun, but also Yang Shichao were confused when they heard "2500" changed to "3500". However, they thought that Chen Hansheng deliberately charged an extra 1000 yuan in handling fees, so they didn't say anything.

Compared with Feng Jihua, Chen Hansheng was actually more willing to deal with Zhou Deshun, because Feng Jihua's willingness to sponsor was entirely up to him, and Chen Hansheng really couldn't force it, but Zhou Deshun's loopholes were too big, and Chen Hansheng could easily find an entry point.

"Young man, let me tell you, I don't owe your uncle 3500 yuan."

Zhou Deshun said seriously.

After Chen Hansheng finished eating the watermelon, he casually lifted his clothes and wiped his mouth, and said with a smile, "I don't care about it. That's what my uncle said. I'm only responsible for asking for money."

While Zhou Deshun was gazing at the four people uncertainly, the students from the School of Finance who were watching the excitement gradually gathered around the entrance of the fruit shop.

"Who are they?" Zhou Deshun asked.

These people all have obvious college temperament, and Chen Hansheng didn't hide it: "These are my college classmates. If you don't return the 3500 yuan to me, I will let them carry fruits until the 3500 yuan is full."

"you dare!"

Zhou Deshun tapped the fruit knife with a "dang" sound, and then cursed loudly: "Feng Jihua, the dog day, deliberately said that the 2500 yuan debt was 3500 yuan, and even asked a group of college students to harass me for business. Wait for me!"

After finishing speaking, Zhou Deshun walked into the small warehouse at the back. After a sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets, Zhou Deshun took out a crumpled IOU and stuck it on Chen Hansheng's face: "Look carefully, did I only borrow 2500 yuan?" Qian, your wicked uncle is lying to you!"

Chen Hansheng took down the IOU, and it clearly stated on it, "Zhou Deshun borrowed 2500 yuan from Feng Jihua due to personal financial constraints, and agreed to return it within one month..."

Zhou Deshun waited for Chen Hansheng to finish reading, and then said: "Have you seen it clearly?"

"See clearly."

Chen Hansheng nodded.

"Give me back the IOU."

Zhou Deshun stretched out his hand and said.

Chen Hansheng smiled, and directly folded the IOU and put it in his pocket: "I misheard just now, the old uncle actually said that it was 2500 yuan, and now the witnesses and material evidence are all there, so pay back the money, Boss Zhou."

Zhou Deshun was stunned for a while, and finally realized that this person was lying about his IOU.

"You dare to lie to me, I wish Feng Jihua, your uncle and nephew, the whole family!"

"Whatever, I don't know Boss Feng very well anyway."

......

In the stationery store, looking at the 25 100-yuan banknotes in front of him, Feng Jihua smiled like a flower.

"I didn't expect it. I gave up on the money. I didn't expect you to get it back."

As Feng Jihua said, he was about to reach out to collect the money.

"Snapped."

Chen Hansheng directly suppressed it with a lighter.

"Student, what do you mean?"

Feng Jihua raised his head and asked.

"It doesn't mean much, just remind Boss Feng that this is my money."

Chen Hansheng laughed.

"This is too much. You can take 500 yuan as a bonus, but it is unreasonable to accept it all."

Feng Jihua said with a sullen face.

The two people who were still in a state of cooperation just now collapsed because of money in an instant, but Chen Hansheng was obviously even more unreasonable, and he didn't intend to be reasonable.

Zhu Chenglong also sneered at the side: "Did Boss Feng forget what he said just now, whoever you say wants the debt back, the money will belong to him."

"This......"

Feng Jihua paused for a moment, wondering who would know that these bastards would really come back, he pushed his glasses and said with a sneer, "I'm just talking."

"It's up to you to say what you say, but I take it seriously."

Chen Hansheng put 2500 yuan in his pocket with a cigarette in his mouth. Feng Jihua swallowed, but there was nothing he could do.

When the money was in Feng Jihua's hands, Chen Hansheng really had nothing to do, but once it was released and Chen Hansheng got it, Feng Jihua couldn't get it back.

"Mr. Zhou wait a minute, you seem to have gotten a sponsorship of 500 yuan just now."

At this time, Zuo Xiaoli and Zhou Xiao were planning to leave quietly. Who would have thought that Chen Hansheng was so cunning and fierce that he not only got Zhou Deshun's IOU, but also directly blackmailed the money in front of Feng Jihua.

Now Zhou Xiao just wants to be a little transparent, but Chen Hansheng doesn't let him go at all.