"Teacher Liu, I didn't expect Director Cao to recommend you. Welcome!" Chen Yansen greeted.
"Eh, Teacher Liu, you two knew each other?" Cao Dahua asked.
"Chen is my tenant." Liu Muyan said, adjusting her glasses, a little embarrassed.
Faculty apartments are welfare housing allocated to young teachers. The school prohibits renting out, but many do privately. The school turns a blind eye.
It's not good to say this out loud.
Cao Dahua turned away, pretending not to have heard.
"Teacher Liu, please come in." Chen Yansen led them towards Room 206.
Liu Muyan observed. Although Chen Yansen was a freshman, his reputation was greater than teachers'.
"Teacher Liu, here are copies of Senhai's business license and tax registration. I'll have Hu Yun send FoxTao business data to your email. I leave filing and tax payment to you." Chen Yansen took out a document.
"Don't worry, Chen… I'll call you General Manager Chen." Liu Muyan took the document and smiled.
This part-time accounting job was nominally to assist students. Principal Tang couldn't force a teacher to work for free, so there was compensation. Liu Muyan's way of addressing was reasonable.
Plus, Chen Yansen wore a neat indigo shirt and black trousers. He looked mature. Liu Muyan, with her baby face, seemed more like his student.
"How about this? You call me Brother Sen, I'll call you Sister Muyan." Chen Yansen joked seriously.
"Dream on! I'm your teacher!" Liu Muyan laughed, covering her mouth.
"Okay, Sister Muyan, look at materials first. I have a meeting." Chen Yansen pulled out a chair.
Liu Muyan nodded, opened materials, and began reviewing.
After seeing Cao Dahua out, Chen Yansen went into Room 208. He tapped Wang Zihao's desk. "Which set of materials today?"
"Brother Sen, yesterday's data: among sets A, B, C, set B has highest registration, set C highest retention." Wang Zihao looked troubled.
Chen Yansen glanced. "Stop set A. Continue B and C, splitting traffic 50/50. Refine data after new data comes out."
"Okay. I'll talk to Senior Song this afternoon for more eye-catching materials." Wang Zihao replied.
Chen Yansen nodded. Just as he was about to leave, Wang Zihao grabbed his arm. "That senior in Room 206 is pretty. What department?"
Senior? Where?
Chen Yansen followed his gaze. Liu Muyan leaned over the table, curves exquisite. Gold-rimmed glasses, profile pure and cute.
His mind raced. He suppressed a wicked smile. "A senior from 2008 Financial Management. Not bad, right?"
"She's got a baby face and a... you know. Hehe, Brother Sen, I think I'm in love." Wang Zihao grinned.
"That's not love. That's lusting after her body, you slut!" Chen Yansen narrowed his eyes.
"Nonsense! If I didn't see her body at first glance, would I have seen her soul?" Wang Zihao retorted.
"If you like her, go for it. Can't even ask for her phone number?" Chen Yansen provoked.
"Tch—who says I wouldn't dare!" Wang Zihao abruptly stood and stormed out.
After months of training and dealing with campus card agents, he was fearless.
Chen Yansen leaned against the table, smiling, waiting to see him make a fool.
Wang Zihao's aura vanished stepping out. Looking at Liu Muyan's face, he hesitated.
*"Hello, miss, I'm Wang Zihao from 2010 E-commerce. Can we get to know?"*
No, too blunt.
"Hello, senior, I'm head of advertising at FoxTao. Do you have a boyfriend?"
No, too direct.
"Hello, beautiful, my name is Wang Zihao. Can I borrow your phone?"
Then save his number? Too old-fashioned.
Wang Zihao stopped. He wanted to turn and ask Chen Yansen for help, but seeing the other shaking his head, he steeled himself.
"Excuse me, is something wrong?" Liu Muyan looked up.
"Uh, senior, I'm Wang Zihao from 2010 E-commerce. I want to... be your boyfriend, okay?" He stammered, touching his nose.
2008? Wang Zihao? Wants to be my boyfriend?
Are students these days so bold, even going after teachers?
Liu Muyan's mind went blank. After a long pause, she sighed. "Wang Zihao, thank you for your... appreciation. For now, you can only be my student. Take what I said as a joke."
This was her first time encountering this. She thought carefully, afraid of hurting his pride.
Teacher? Isn't she a senior? What's going on!
Wang Zihao gaped. He turned and glared at Chen Yansen. Seeing the other covering his mouth laughing, he realized he'd been tricked.
His face fell. "Are you really a teacher? I can't tell. You look younger than my sister."
"Yes, I'm an accounting teacher at the business school. I have to work now. Let's chat again." Liu Muyan waved materials.
Wang Zihao politely said goodbye, smile vanishing. He walked dejectedly to Chen Yansen. "Brother Sen, can't you be a decent human?"
"So what if she's a teacher? Go ahead and pursue." Chen Yansen retorted nonchalantly.
"Forget it, I wouldn't dare." Wang Zihao suppressed the urge to kill him.
"A woman three years older brings good fortune, thirty years brings wealth. You're still too young." Chen Yansen teased.
He stood, patted Wang Zihao. "Need me to ask if Teacher Liu has a boyfriend?"
"Sure." Wang Zihao stammered.
"Tsk tsk, Zihao, I didn't expect you to be like Yang Guo, wanting to deceive his teacher." Chen Yansen was stunned. He thought it was a joke, but Wang Zihao was serious.
Wang Zihao looked puzzled.
Chen Yansen ignored him, strolling into Cao Dahua's office. A dozen minutes later, he came out but didn't immediately tell Wang Zihao. He went downstairs.
In Room 111, two boys sorted packages and sent texts to recipients to pick them up.
"How's business?" Chen Yansen asked.
"Hey, Brother Sen! Don't even mention it. Not even 10 packages a day. Just delivery slips, 80 cents per slip, after deducting 10 cents for texts, we're not making money." Song Yang threw down a package, plopped on a stool.
"What's the rush? You spent 5,000 for agency rights for four courier companies—pure luck. Believe me, you'll be exhausted before winter and summer vacations." Chen Yansen sneered.
"Brother Sen, you're not kidding?" Song Yang stood up.
"What do you think? The three most profitable times: winter and summer vacations, graduation season. Just like antique shops, if they don't open for three months, they make a living for half a year. Wait and see!"
"By the way, FoxTao's 0-yuan price-cutting launches soon. At least 50 orders shipped daily. Be careful packing. Don't make mistakes." Chen Yansen reminded.
"No problem. I'll charge you agent price. I've prepared boxes." Song Yang nodded.
"Give me a discount. If you charge agent price for everything, what will you eat? Northwest wind." Chen Yansen retorted.
"Hehe, thanks, Brother Sen." Song Yang smiled shyly. Although scolded, he felt warm.
Chen Yansen shook his head and slowly returned upstairs. As soon as he entered, Wang Zihao anxiously asked, "Did you find out?"
"I have good news and bad news. Which first?" Chen Yansen took a sip of water.
Wang Zihao was about to speak when Zhuang Rui interrupted: "Brother Sen, someone completed price-cutting for the iPhone 4!"
Chen Yansen frowned. His first reaction wasn't joy, but intense unease. Risk control for price-cutting schemes was crucial. The other completing so quickly meant either super social media expert or system loophole exploit.
"Pengfei, Hu Yun, Zhuang Rui, double-check ID and IP, verify request data." Chen Yansen hurriedly ordered.