Volume 3: My days in a college fraternity Chapter 97 A rare free Saturday
Susan looked down at the T-shirt and jeans she was wearing, and always felt that they were somewhat out of place in the current environment. In fact, the college students she saw were also wearing similar clothes to her, but Susan subconsciously felt that the pattern on her T-shirt was too vulgar, and there were too many holes in her jeans.
"Not used to it?" Tommy handed Susan a cigarette and pointed to the training room not far away and said, "You can have a cigarette and relax before going in. I'll help you with the final psychological counseling before the training starts."
Susan looked at the girls of her age who were playing with small animals on the lawn not far away or reading under a tree, and took the cigarette handed to her by Tommy: "It feels weird. I mean... I am about the same age as them, but... I don't know how to put it, it's just different."
"Of course it's fucking different, girl. I have to pay you at least fifty bucks to fuck you once, right? But I only need to buy a few bottles of wine to fuck them. That's the difference, don't you think? The university is full of Einsteins?" Tommy took the opportunity to light a cigarette and leaned close to Susan's ear and lowered his voice:
"Every woman you see is as experienced as you in bed. Think about it, when Stanford is hit by a Soviet nuclear bomb today and all of us go to heaven naked, what is the difference between you and them? The only difference may be that you have a better figure than many of them. As for knowledge, do what I say and you will gain knowledge."
Susan's eyes widened in shock, not daring to believe what Tommy said. She was even choked by the smoke and coughed a few times.
Tommy motioned for her to look in the direction of the training classroom, then he waved to Renee and Holly at the door. Renee and Holly responded, Holly shook her hand, and Renee blew a kiss to Tommy.
"The shorter blonde girl is called Renee, my classmate and girlfriend. The girl next to her is called Holly, my classmate and partner in my company. Can you believe that I did everything you can think of with them just by using a few tricks when I met them for the first time? Do you think you will let me have sex if I tell you a few jokes?"
"Of course not. Don't even think about touching me if you don't have money." Susan said affirmatively.
"So, tell me now, who is noble and who is dirty, you or the college students? In fact, everyone is the same. Don't think that because the training is free, you should be humble and modest. Let the trainers serve you and teach you as if you have paid. If anyone tries to perfunctorily treat you or ignore you, go to the ninth garage on Liberty Avenue at Stanford University and complain to me. I will let you see how these proud children of heaven are taught a lesson and tremble in fear." After Tommy finished speaking, he smiled and patted Susan on the shoulder:
"Next, enjoy your study time at Stanford University for four hours every Saturday and Sunday, which will last for a total of one month. By the way, we have a hidden rule that if the teacher thinks you get an A in the training class, you will get an extra reward. So, go for it, take advantage of as many opportunities as possible, and don't go home empty-handed."
After saying this, Tommy gave Susan an encouraging look and watched her walk alone towards the training classroom.
"Won't you go with me?" Susan took a few puffs of her cigarette and didn't even know where to throw the cigarette butt. In the end, she could only hand it back to Tommy while asking.
Tommy took the cigarette butt and threw it on the ground, then waved his hand to Susan, "No, I'm afraid I can't help scolding those idiots. It's okay once in a while, but if I do it often, the school will talk to me, and that won't be a pleasant experience."
Then he waved to Renee and Holly in the distance. Renee kindly took Susan into the training classroom. Holly came over and walked with Tommy towards the golf cart in the distance, saying as they walked:
"I always feel that you seem to be more intimate with people at the bottom of society."
"Because I come from there. Don't underestimate people at the bottom of society. They have stronger vitality and grow in a more brutal way. As long as they are guided, they can burst out with surprising power . For example, Miss Susan just now called me yesterday evening and showed up here this morning. This shows that she has decisiveness and the ability to take action. I believe she will learn something. You can teach her and other women who are worthy of training and are not bad looking how to dress. They should be as high-end and coquettish as you, instead of vulgar and erotic. Then I will send them to Symantec or other technology companies where SSD brothers work, find them a high-paying job, and let them become models for me to fool other poor people during TV commercials." Seeing Holly, Tommy naturally lost the vulgarity and recklessness he had when talking to Susan before, leaving only indifference.
Holly was no longer surprised by this. This bastard could make all kinds of expressions when facing Renee, the professor, and the students, and could say words that could quickly bring them closer together. But she already knew that this indifference at the moment represented Tommy Hawke's true inner emotions most of the time, and only Jason and herself, who often dealt with him, could see it.
Holly didn't know whether it was a blessing or a misfortune that she originally had a funny and humorous male friend, but now she only had a partner who seemed to have an expressionless face most of the time.
"When will the SSD branches of other universities start preparations for training? So they will all purchase our software? Do I need to contact these universities in California in advance and try to bring in the first revenue for the company?" Holly asked Tommy.
The company's funds are now less than 10,000 yuan. Not to mention advertising in computer magazines, even if Tommy advertises on TV stations, he probably won't be able to buy much junk time.
"No, they will start preparing after our group of students enter the market. Don't be impatient. The money is there and no one can take it away. We can still put it into our wallets by walking slowly." Tommy slowed down his tone and looked at a red-shouldered buzzard circling in the air in the distance. He said calmly, "The greedier you are inside, the more gentlemanly you should be on the outside. Wait for the opportunity, just like that red-shouldered buzzard, Holly."
Holly looked at the small bird of prey searching for prey, nodded thoughtfully, then smiled and asked Tommy:
"So, it's a rare free Saturday. The people I'm responsible for maintaining have Saturday and Sunday off. Is there anything else you need me to do?"
"It's nothing, Renee doesn't have time today, so I want you to take her place and go to the garage with me." Tommy smiled wickedly and looked at Holly and said, "Want to come?"
Holly was stunned at first, then immediately nodded and said, "Of course, I deserve it. Before you give me enough money to let me enjoy the call service, it's perfect for you to do this job. Remember to ensure the quality of service, so I allow you to go back and eat a few pills of Jason's Dignity and Glory first."
"You know I'm joking, right?" Tommy was stunned for a moment, then said with some timidity: "Actually, I still need to go see if there are any other students who deserve special attention."
"You know I'm not joking, right?" Holly turned her head and said to Tommy seriously.
At the same time, Tommy saw the red-shouldered buzzard swoop down with its lightning claws and capture an unlucky squirrel on the treetop. After a thunderous strike, it flapped its wings and flew away with its prey.
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"Hey, man, I don't think you can be a gigolo. Gigolos wouldn't be as shy as you." Jason waited for Mark to walk out of the training classroom, then took the initiative to walk over and say.
He observed for a long time outside the training classroom. This morning, there were a total of eleven people who came to attend the training with the idea of giving it a try. Except for Mark, all of them were women. But this guy attracted Jason's attention among the eighteen women, including the training teachers.
It's not that Jason had any intentions towards him, but this bastard named Mark Warren made Jason feel very strange from the beginning. He always walked with his head down, as if he was afraid of being recognized, and rarely looked people in the eye. He was as shy as a naive little girl of five or six years old. This was not normal, so Jason thought that this bastard might be a serial killer or a heavyweight fugitive, so he kept a close eye on him.
"I've already explained that I'm not a gigolo , nor am I gay." Mark said to Jason helplessly, "I just want to learn some computer knowledge and get a part-time job. I'm yearning for a big company."
Jason thought about it seriously and said, "How about I take you out for a drink? And we can visit Stanford at the same time."
Mark frowned slightly and looked at Jason suspiciously: "Your enthusiasm now is more like a gay who is ready to trick others into doing it."
"Hey, Jason?" Jason White was about to retort when a familiar voice called her from not far away.
Jason turned around and saw Chad, whom he had met on the wonderful night, standing on the side of the road and greeting him warmly.
"Chad, right? You're Chad, the Chad who's the best roommate compared to Tommy the idiot." Jason was surprised when he saw Chad. Although he had some unpleasant memories that night, Jason still remembered Chad's name as an honest and reliable guy.
"How do you have time to come to Stanford and try to sneak into various parties here?"
"No, I came to see you. Your roommate said you might be in this area." Chad came over and bumped fists with Jason.
Jason said, "Yeah, I've been busy with my career lately."
"Career? Great, I'm here for your career as well." Chad said to Jason:
"Remember the lady you slept in the same bed with? She called my dormitory again and wanted you to serve her. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I brought her here. I heard you say that you are still sticking to your gigolo career, so I think I did a good thing. You're welcome. And today is Saturday, so you have a lot of time to spend with her."
After saying that, Chad considerately gestured to Jason to look at the roadside in the distance, where he saw a champagne-colored Pontiac Firebird with its window lowered, revealing the elderly lady that night, who was giving Jason an ambiguous look.
"So you're the gigolo?" Mark, who had been very quiet, suddenly became a different person after watching all this. He walked over to Jason, who was already dumbfounded, and lowered his voice mysteriously and asked, "Hey, buddy, do you want to work part-time? I have a good job."
