75: Chapter 75 A Thousand Yuan Red Envelope!

Before making a move, it was extremely necessary to get a detailed understanding of Shen Zhou's current situation.

He didn't want to capsize in a gutter on an occasion like this.

"I'm naturally lazy and have always disliked things like working overtime."

"Right now, I just play around and wander about."

Shen Zhou couldn't be bothered to waste more words on this guy and brushed him off with a few casual remarks.

With his current achievements, any single one of them would be enough to scare Wen Jihui to death.

But he had finally managed to meet up with Gu Jianqiu and the other two.

They were in the middle of an enthusiastic chat; he had no time to deal with a buffoon like Wen Jihui.

But his summary just now wasn't wrong; he usually did just spend his time playing around.

There were very few things that actually required his personal attention.

It was the same with Lin Lan's side; she basically never assigned him any tedious work.

Even if he didn't want to go to work, no one would mind.

Hearing this, Wen Jihui chuckled inwardly.

"It seems this kid really is one of those unemployed drifters."

"And he probably idles around all day."

"Maybe he still loves playing games as much as he did in university!"

"What a complete loser!"

Thinking this, Wen Jihui immediately began to preach.

He stepped forward, patted Shen Zhou on the shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Old Shen, you can't be like this. We're both men; how can you have no ambition all day long?"

"And I heard you and Lu Qinglian broke up. Your lack of drive was probably one of the reasons."

"You absolutely can't stay the way you were. You have to stand tall like a man."

Before Shen Zhou could speak, the guy took a small sip of red wine and continued his lecture.

"Old Shen, even if you can't start a business and be the boss, you can at least start as a worker."

"If you only know how to play every day, forget about finding a girlfriend—you probably won't even be able to afford rent in a while."

"Think of how worried your family would be if they knew."

This guy put on an air of standing on the moral high ground.

His unrestrained preaching made it seem as if he considered himself Shen Zhou's elder.

The surrounding classmates and guests took in the whole scene.

Some were even pointing and whispering about Shen Zhou.

"I actually think I'm living quite comfortably, so there's no need for your concern."

Shen Zhou was momentarily speechless.

He just didn't want to deal with him, yet this guy was talking non-stop.

However, since this was the guy's home turf, there was no need to have a falling out with him right then and there.

He didn't want to spoil the nostalgic atmosphere among classmates.

Shen Zhou even started making small talk with Lu Jungang.

Yet, Wen Jihui started up again.

"Sigh, I really don't know what to do with you. We're classmates after all; I can't just watch you sink like this."

"Let me see if I can find you a job."

Wen Jihui sighed with feigned helplessness, as if he were deeply worried about Shen Zhou.

"Find me a job?"

Shen Zhou's expression became a bit strange.

If he didn't know what this guy was really like, he might have actually been fooled.

"Of course. Even if it's just for my girlfriend's sake, I have to get this done for you."

"I'm about to become a manager. Why don't you follow me? I happen to have quite a few sales positions under me."

"If nothing else, paying you three to five thousand a month shouldn't be a problem."

"That way, you won't end up unable to pay your rent."

Wen Jihui grew more self-satisfied as he spoke, as if he had suddenly become Shen Zhou's savior.

In reality, he just enjoyed treating Shen Zhou in such a condescending manner.

And this so-called sales job was likely intended as a way to make things difficult for and ridicule Shen Zhou in the future.

After all, Shen Zhou used to be the vice president of the Student Union, while he was just a member who was often ordered around by Shen Zhou to move tables.

Now that he finally had the chance to flip the script after graduation, how could he miss it?

"No, no, no. Forget the job search; I have my own plans."

Shen Zhou immediately shook his head in refusal.

But Wen Jihui was getting addicted to the feeling.

However, he also knew that Shen Zhou might just be too embarrassed to accept.

So, he immediately walked up to the platform and raised his wine glass high, full of high spirits.

"Classmates, most of us are in Shanghai, but it's not easy to get together. Why don't we take this opportunity to create a large group chat?"

"It will make it easier for classmates from our two classes to communicate and even help each other out in the future."

Soon, a QR code for joining the group, which Wen Jihui had prepared in advance, appeared on the main screen.

People at the scene scanned the code to join the group one after another.

"Thanks for the support, everyone. I'll start by sending a red envelope. It's not much, just a thousand yuan."

Wen Jihui sent the red envelope with a smile.

To someone like him with a monthly salary of over fifty thousand, a mere thousand-yuan red envelope was not worth mentioning.

Hearing the amount of one thousand yuan, the classmates who had just joined the group were also a bit excited.

After all, a random grab could net them several dozen yuan.

For recent university graduates, that was worth at least two or three meals.

If they were frugal, it might even cover their food expenses for a week.

Quite a few people even scrambled to join the group in a hurry.

After the red envelope was sent, WeChat messages began to flood the screen.

"Manager Wen is mighty!"

"I actually grabbed over ninety yuan! Thank you, Manager Wen!"

"May Manager Wen be a groom every night!"

Flattering words continued to flood the screen.

These were all from people who had grabbed dozens of yuan.

Wen Jihui nodded with immense pride, the smile on his face growing even brighter.

Sitting at the table, Shen Zhou found it hard to keep a straight face.

Aren't these guys being a bit too exaggerated?

It's just a thousand yuan, right?

With dozens of people splitting a thousand yuan, is it really worth being this happy?

[Ding!]

[Field battles are something everyone looks forward to, but in the process, one always encounters some nonsensical small mobs!]

[Quest Prompt: No one is allowed to act pretentious in front of the Host. Please, Host, teach him a lesson!]

[Quest Reward: Unknown!]

"It seems this meal is destined not to be enjoyed in peace today."

Shen Zhou sighed softly.

By this time, Wen Jihui had reached his highlight moment of the night.

Holding his wine glass, he kept greeting the classmates present.

Before long, a woman wearing a tight red cheongsam approached gracefully.

The focus of the entire room shifted with her.

"Yo, isn't this our Class Beauty Ju Weiwei? She's as good-looking as ever!"

"If nothing else, Weiwei's figure is absolutely amazing!"

"Weiwei, you look too good in a cheongsam!"

"Weiwei, I've finally seen you!"

Surrounding classmates greeted her one after another.

Many eyes lit up, and smiles uncontrollably spread across their faces.

To be fair, Ju Weiwei's looks were indeed quite good.

Moreover, she had become even better at dressing up after graduation, and she carried a different kind of charm now.