Chapter 1: The Big Money Master is Online 1
The gentle sunlight shines through the half-open glass window onto the desk and onto Qian Mengmeng's face.
She bit the pen and asked vaguely, "Yuan Xinyi, there is only one month left before school starts. Do you think there are any business opportunities in school that I haven't thought of? I've been thinking about it for several days and I'm exhausted."
"Call me Senior Yuan. I'm one year older than you." Yuan Xinyi sat at the head of the bed and leisurely ate an apple. "There's still a month left, why are you in such a hurry?"
"How can we not be anxious about making money?" Qian Mengmeng drew a cross on the new plan without even raising her head.
Three days had passed since she jumped off the building. Although she had raised some money by selling her diamond hairpin , it was still far from the 200,000 yuan. The debt collectors took some of the money and stopped pressing her so hard, which at least gave her some time to find a way to pay off the debt.
"time is limited."
Now, during the holidays, she is working several jobs at the same time, but when school starts, she will not have so much free time. However, she can't think of any good way to make money.
"This school is so big! Is there no business opportunity to make money?" Qian Mengmeng slumped down on the table in frustration.
"Hmm..." Yuan Xinyi thought for a moment and suggested, "How about you try writing love letters for others? I remember it was quite popular for a while?"
Qian Mengmeng shook her head: "Writing love letters was popular in the past. Now we have email and chat software. Isn't it easy to confess? Besides, I am an economics major. Even if I write a love letter, my writing skills are not that good."
Yuan Xinyi wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction with her theory: "It's boring! Writing love letters is so romantic, it's exactly the implicit beauty we pursue in this era!"
"How old are you?" Qian Mengmeng couldn't help laughing. "According to age, you are four years younger than me."
Yuan Xinyi shook her head proudly: "But I am a junior in the journalism department. You are one year younger than me. Even if you are older than me, you still have to call me senior."
Yuan Xinyi is Qian Mengmeng's best friend at Narita University. She is very smart and skipped several grades to get into Narita University with high scores, becoming the youngest student and attracting a lot of attention. However, it is precisely because of her attention that Yuan Xinyi is very concerned about her age and often pretends to be mature. If she catches someone younger than her, she will ask them to call her senior.
"Okay, okay, Senior Sister Yuan."
Yuan Xinyi suggested enthusiastically: "Why don't you collect materials for our 'Narita Gossip' public account? It just so happens that we have recently attracted an advertising sponsorship. If you provide a valuable piece of news, there will be a bonus. I have already selected the characters at the center of the gossip for you, the campus goddess Mi Su and the mysterious figure Pei Haochuan. You can choose either one."
Yuan Xinyi created the WeChat public account "Narita Gossip". Because of its humorous words and sharp comments, it became one of the "most popular public accounts among college students" in just two years and was even reported in newspapers. However, Qian Mengmeng is a person who is devoted to making money and has no interest in gossip, so he rarely reads it.
Hearing those two names, Qian Mengmeng was stunned: "Who are Mi Su and Pei Haochuan?"
"You don't even know these two famous people?" Yuan Xinyi was very disappointed. "Senior, let me explain it to you!"
Yuan Xinyi ate the apple in two or three bites, threw the core into the trash can, took out her phone and pulled out a photo: "This is Misu, she is a talented girl who was admitted to Narita University in the same year as you. Now she has started to major in foreign languages and economics to get a bachelor's degree. Have you really never heard of her?"
Qian Mengmeng looked at the photo on the phone. It was the ID photo for her student ID card. She didn't know where Yuan Xinyi found it from. Misu was standing in front of a red background wall, which made her skin look white. Her almond-shaped eyes were looking straight ahead, with a bit of excitement. She looked confident and beautiful.
Qian Mengmeng tilted her head and looked at the photo for a while: "Now that you mention it ... I may have heard of her."
Yuan Xinyi rolled her eyes and flicked her finger to pull out another photo: "This is Pei Haochuan."
The photo looked like it was taken secretly. It was just a blurry mass. Apart from being able to tell that it was a tall boy wearing white clothes, it was basically impossible to make out anything else, let alone his appearance.
Qian Mengmeng stretched her neck to identify it for a long time: "This is all blurred..."
"It took me a long time to find this photo!" Yuan Xinyi was a little frustrated. "He is a freshman this year. Before he even registered at Narita University, there were already rumors about him in City A. According to reliable sources, he scored full marks in all subjects except Chinese."
so smart!
Qian Mengmeng thought of her college entrance examination results, bit the end of her pen, and felt a little envious.
Yuan Xinyi propped up his chin and said regretfully, "But he is too low-key. There are so many gossipy fans, but no one knows anything about him. They all say he is aloof and aloof. Alas, I was planning to get first-hand information about him before school starts."
Yuan Xinyi couldn't get the news, so Qian Mengmeng couldn't know it either, so she could only cross Yuan Xinyi's suggestion in her mind. She rubbed her temples and felt her head was about to explode. Suddenly, the doorbell rang excitedly. She ran to open the door, but behind the door was a little boy wearing a takeaway uniform and smiling.
He brought hot soup and hot rice and asked enthusiastically, "Excuse me, are you Miss Dong from 402, Unit 2, Building A? Your takeaway is here!"
Qian Mengmeng shook her head: "No, I'm in Building B."
"Ah?" The boy was stunned for a moment, took out his phone from his pocket to check the map, and quickly put on an apologetic smile, "Sorry, sorry, this is my first time delivering food, I'm not familiar with the road."
"It's okay." Qian Mengmeng glanced at the food delivery app on his phone, and suddenly an idea flashed through his mind.
She closed the door and threw herself on the bed excitedly: "I figured it out! I figured it out!"
"What did you think of?" Yuan Xinyi was puzzled when he saw her startled look.
"New business opportunity! I can do this at school!"
"You want to deliver food?"
Qian Mengmeng is full of confidence: "The food delivery industry has developed so maturely, I will definitely not be able to compete with the professionals, so I want to expand the scope of my business! For example, I want to be someone's personal assistant!"
"Personalized assistant?"
"To put it bluntly, I sign a contract with the person who makes the reservation and charge a fee to run errands for him. Whether it's picking up a package, going to the supermarket or packing food at a restaurant, you can call me! Senior sister, you also know that college students nowadays are too lazy to even leave the dormitory, so don't they just need someone like me to run errands!" Qian Mengmeng's eyes became brighter and brighter, and she became more and more excited as she spoke. "Oh, right! Wen Yuzheng is a computer genius. I won't use him. I'll ask him to help develop an APP, so that booking me to run errands will be more secure!"
Qian Mengmeng took out her cell phone and called Wen Yuzheng.
The waiting tone only beeped twice, and then a gentle voice came from the other end of the line: "Xiao Meng? Are you in trouble again?"
Wen Yuzheng was five years older than her, had graduated from Narita University a long time ago, and was hired by a high-end Internet technology company. When they were young, he took care of her like a brother, and even now he still couldn't change his habit of worrying about her.
"How can that be possible!" Qian Mengmeng retorted unconvincedly, and said directly, "Brother Yuzheng, I want you to help me develop an APP."
"APP?" Wen Yuzheng would always agree to her request without hesitation, "Tell me the specific functions and I'll try it out."
Qian Mengmeng took a pen and paper, wrote and drew, and explained her requirements in detail on the phone.
The crisp sound of keyboard typing rang out from the other end of the microphone. Wen Yu was listening quietly, and waited until she finished speaking before confirming: "So it's a custom assistant APP? I see. I'll send it to you when the sample is ready. Have you thought of a name for this APP?"
"Name..." Qian Mengmeng hugged the teddy bear pillow tightly.
Working as a customized personal assistant not only helps others solve their problems but also allows her to make money, which is a happy thing for both parties. In other words, her job is to bring joy to everyone.
"It's called 'Happy Delivery'!"
