Chapter 30: Driving a Maybach During College

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About an hour later, work at the food stall was nearly finished.

The young man and woman who had come to apply for the jobs gradually returned to the shop after handing out the flyers. The short-haired girl arrived first, while the young man showed up about five minutes later.

Without a word, Wang Can took sixty yuan in cash from Xia Kewei and paid them both on the spot.

Before they could thank him, he said directly to the young man, “Buddy, you don’t need to come in next Monday.”

“Why?” The young man clutched the money, his face filled with confusion.

Wang Can gave him a cold look. “Save yourself some dignity.”

The young man’s face instantly flushed bright red, yet, unexpectedly, he did not argue. He turned and hurried away from the stall.

The short-haired girl stood frozen for a moment. Looking down at the money in her hand, she swallowed unconsciously.

After a long pause, she asked timidly, “Boss, why don’t I give this money back to you? I can actually hand out the flyers for free...”

The wages at this chicken-cutlet shop were simply too tempting. She was unwilling to lose the opportunity so easily.

Amused by her expression, Wang Can could not help laughing.

This girl had a remarkably strong tolerance for pressure.

“Keep it. I didn’t fire him because of the money.”

Seeing that she was still uneasy, he explained, “That guy put on an act and handed out flyers for a little while at first, but later he hid in a corner to play games. When he saw you coming back, he threw the remaining flyers into the trash and only then followed you inside.”

“Huh?”

The girl finally understood. “He could have brought the unfinished flyers back. Throwing them away was such a waste...”

Wang Can did not continue the subject. Instead, he asked, “Which department are you in, and what year? What’s your name?”

“First-year student in Business Administration. Fang Fei,” the girl answered obediently.

“Nice name. All right, come in promptly Monday morning.” Wang Can nodded.

Fang Fei did not leave at once. After hesitating for a moment, she asked in a small voice, “Um... can I keep handing out flyers tomorrow?”

“Are you short of money?” Wang Can raised an eyebrow.

He had originally planned to hand out flyers himself the next day, but he had already agreed to visit Xia Kewei’s home.

“Yes.” Fang Fei nodded earnestly, urgency shining in her eyes.

“All right, then. Here, take this key.”

Wang Can took the stall key from his pocket and handed it to her. “Come and get the flyers yourself. Add me on WeChat and report the number you hand out to me tonight.”

“But I can’t register for WeChat...”

Fang Fei pulled out an old-fashioned keypad phone, her expression troubled.

“...”

Wang Can was briefly speechless. He felt as though he were looking at himself from a few days earlier, so he could only tell Fang Fei to contact him by text message instead.

After Fang Fei left, Xia Kewei asked softly, “We still need one more person. What should we do?”

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She had no objection to Wang Can firing the young man. Skills could be cultivated, but attitude determined everything.

Wang Can thought for a moment before saying, “I’ll see if I can persuade one of my roommates to come help.”

...

That evening, Wang Can pushed open the door to the dormitory. Everything was just as familiar as ever.

Chen Xiaobei was curled up on his bed, still mechanically repeating the motion of shaking his phone.

Zhang Bailan sat in a chair with his phone in his hands, occasionally breaking into a foolish grin.

Yang Shuang had probably been summoned away by the student counselor again.

Wang Can crept up behind Zhang Bailan and peered over his shoulder at the phone screen.

Sure enough, the fellow was still chatting with the girl whose username was “A Girl’s Heart,” the one who had sent him pictures of her legs.

Just as Wang Can leaned closer to read the conversation, Zhang Bailan suddenly turned around warily and clutched his phone tightly to his chest.

“Brother Can, snooping on someone else’s privacy isn’t very moral.” Zhang Bailan frowned, his voice clearly displeased.

“You’re finished. You’ve fallen in love.”

Wang Can wore the knowing expression of a man who had been there before.

“Huh?”

Chen Xiaobei’s ears immediately perked up. He even stopped shaking his phone. “What? Bailan’s in love?”

“That’s not true! Brother Can is talking nonsense!”

Zhang Bailan waved his hands frantically, the tips of his ears turning red.

“If it isn’t true, then you’re about to be?”

Chen Xiaobei furrowed his brows and suddenly began shaking his phone even harder. “No, I need to try harder. The first person in this dorm to find a partner has to be me!”

Wang Can helplessly rubbed his forehead.

He changed the subject. “Bailan, what’s your goal in becoming a tall, rich, and handsome man?”

“Why are you suddenly asking that?” Zhang Bailan was taken aback, but he still answered honestly. “To drive a Maybach while I’m in college.”

“...”

The corner of Wang Can’s mouth twitched. “Then you’d get there faster by working as a designated driver.”

“Brother Can!” Zhang Bailan cried plaintively.

Wang Can decided to get straight to the point. “On my way back, I heard that a new stall opened in the second cafeteria. The owner is not only handsome, but also offers high wages and provides all three meals.”

“I can understand the high wages and free meals, but what does it matter to me whether the owner is handsome?”

“If the owner is handsome, you’ll be in a better mood. Besides, opportunities like this are hard to come by.”

“But it’s only the beginning of the semester. I want to focus on my studies.” Zhang Bailan sounded somewhat hesitant.

“Do you know how expensive dating is? You have to go shopping, watch movies, eat out, book a room... Will your living expenses be enough?”

“Book... book a room?” Zhang Bailan’s eyes widened, as though he had suddenly thought of something extraordinary.

“Obviously.”

Wang Can rolled his eyes. “If some girl goes out with you and says, ‘We have to go home after we eat,’ just tell her, ‘You can go straight home, then.’”

As he spoke, he turned to Chen Xiaobei. “Right, Dog Bei?”

“Absolutely.” Chen Xiaobei answered without looking up. “If you can’t even drink an iced Americano, why bother going on a date?”

Although he did not understand the joke about iced Americanos, Zhang Bailan had already been stunned by the key phrase “book a room.”

“I think I’ll consider it a little longer.”

“All right, then.”

Wang Can knew there was no point forcing the matter. If Zhang Bailan refused to go, he would simply post another recruitment notice.

...

...

Meanwhile, in the women’s dormitory.

After spending the entire afternoon wavering, Jiang Zi waited until her two roommates had gone out for dinner before approaching Guo Wanwan.

“Wanwan...” she called softly. “There’s... something I want to tell you.”

Guo Wanwan was leaning against the headboard, scrolling through her phone. At the sound of her voice, she did not even look up, merely responding with a hum.

The cold glow of the screen reflected across her face, making her expression seem even more distant.

Clearly, the fact that she had received the fewest votes in the afternoon’s class committee election was still weighing on her.

Jiang Zi bit her lower lip, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes. “Actually... Wang Can really does care about you.”

“?”

Guo Wanwan finally raised her head, her brows drawing together slightly. “What do you mean?”

“I mean...”

Seeing Guo Wanwan’s reaction, Jiang Zi grew anxious, yet she also felt that repeating what she had overheard would be unethical.

She wanted to describe the sort of bond that existed between people from the same hometown, but she could not find the right words.

“I think... you may have misunderstood him. He really does care about you. Why don’t you...”

Jiang Zi paused. Given Guo Wanwan’s proud personality, she felt that suggesting they “make up” might be difficult for her to accept, so she changed her wording.

“Give him a chance.”

Guo Wanwan’s fingers froze on the phone screen.

After a long while, she finally spoke, her voice filled with disbelief. “You mean... he wants to pursue me?”

Jiang Zi blinked. She had not expected Guo Wanwan to interpret it that way.

Was I really that unclear?

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