6: I'm still bad, how can you be good?
Over the next month or so, Shen Qian's daily routine was very fulfilling.
He would get up early to run, striking up conversations with girls he met who were also running. In the mornings, he studied foreign languages; he chose French and constantly flirted with female classmates who were also learning the language.
At noon, he cooked for his dad, and in the afternoon, he went swimming. Had he known French would be so difficult to learn, he would have used the skill copy card on a law teacher instead of a swimming coach.
However, it wasn't a waste. In just over a month, his body had developed curves, and his abs were faintly starting to take shape.
Through his continuous accumulation, his wealth finally reached several million.
This was not easy at all. Who could have imagined that just over a month ago, he was still a fool trying to touch a girl's heart? But now, walking down the street, he would approach any pretty girl he saw to strike up a conversation.
"Have a boyfriend? What does that have to do with me? I'm just striking up a conversation."
"Have a husband? What does that have to do with me either? I'm just striking up a conversation."
"Have a Girlfriend? Then I'll strike up a conversation with the Girlfriend while I'm at it."
As for being shy—sorry, but one conversation earned him 10,000 yuan. Unless Shen Qian was crazy, he would never give up such a great way to make money.
If it weren't for the fact that his parents still had to live in the small county town, Shen Qian would have worked even harder.
During this time, he discovered some other patterns.
The rewards given by the system varied for different girls.
A typical girl would yield 10,000 yuan once, but an exceptionally beautiful one would yield 15,000. Compared to the exceptionally beautiful girls, Shen Qian preferred the average ones. Those with exceptionally beautiful backgrounds really didn't reply to messages; if he hadn't known he was doing a mission, Shen Qian would have almost thought he'd gone back to being a simp.
As for not replying, Shen Qian didn't care. To him, these girls who didn't reply were like backup hidden energy sources.
Because if he deleted one, the system would reward him 15,000 based on scumbag behavior. He wasn't short on that 15,000 right now, so he might as well keep them; they might have other uses someday.
[Beginning to learn how to keep a 'fish pond,' behavior matches scumbag standards, reward being issued...]
With the creation of the school's freshman group, Shen Qian knew it was time for the next step.
The bmw 4S dealership welcomed a young customer today.
"Sir, how may I help you?"
The saleswoman greeted him warmly. Shen Qian had expected to be looked down upon and then show off like in a novel, but the reality was that in a salesperson's eyes, there were only two types of people: customers and potential customers. Even if someone couldn't afford it now, what if they could one day in the future?
"I want a bmw, around 200,000 yuan. I checked online; the 3 Series should be around this price."
A precise budget, having researched online, and specifically asking for a bmw.
These three points accurately hit the salesperson's radar.
"Certainly, sir. Please come with me to the lounge area first. Take a rest, and then I'll give you some recommendations."
Knowing that Shen Qian had strong intent and would place an order as soon as terms were settled, the saleswoman practically jogged back and forth, fearing the order would be snatched by someone else the next second.
It was no wonder she was working so hard; while Shen Qian was resting, another salesperson also came to ask if he wanted to buy a car, but Shen Qian only gave a faint response.
The salesperson's introduction was very detailed, covering every aspect. Shen Qian only listened to the gist of it; in fact, he already understood most of what he needed to know. Moreover, with his current financial strength, he could completely afford a better car. The reason he bought this 200,000-plus one was because it could be reimbursed and even earn him cashback.
"Your introduction was very good. Can I add you on WeChat?"
"Yes, yes, of course. If you have any other questions, you can ask me anytime."
The contact info was added, and it wasn't a business WeChat. Shen Qian was very satisfied. If he bought a car for over 200,000 and couldn't even add a personal WeChat, he would have switched salespeople immediately.
"Swipe the card. You just said you have the car in stock, right?"
"Right now?"
The salesperson's voice trembled slightly.
"Yes, right now. Payment, then I take the car. If there's a chance later, I'd also like to invite you to dinner."
"How could I let you treat me? I should be the one treating you. To be honest, you're the first sale I've made since I started here. Thank you for your trust."
Shen Qian nodded in satisfaction. This girl was pretty and had a good figure, and her personality seemed energetic. The only downside was that she was new to the industry and didn't have high enough standards yet. When her standards became too high and she looked down on everyone, that would be the time she could be 'played'.
The procedures for picking up the car were a bit tedious, but the salesperson helped throughout. Of course, an essential part was taking a photo with flowers in front of the new car.
Sitting in the car, Shen Qian looked at his past Moments on WeChat, deleting some and keeping those of him hanging out with his bros. He then posted his first Moment since graduation.
There was no caption, only a picture: Shen Qian holding flowers, standing in front of the bmw.
"Holy crap, Old Shen, you're kidding me, right? I'm still playing QQ Speed, and you're already driving a real car?"
Many people sent messages; Shen Qian naturally clicked on Lu Jiawang's first.
"How about it? Want to go for a spin?"
"Absolutely!"
His female classmates had mostly deleted him, but a few remained. They were stunned the moment they saw this post.
Su Man had been in Dong City for the past few days, traveling with a few classmates. They were discussing where to go for fun in the afternoon and searching for cost-effective restaurants on their phones when suddenly, someone exclaimed.
"No way!"
That person looked at the phone repeatedly and then handed it over.
"Shen Qian bought a car."
She tried to say it as calmly as possible, but he had actually bought a car—a real car, and a bmw at that.
Many of those present had driver's licenses, but aside from touching the steering wheel during practice, only Liu Jiwei actually drove, and it was a hand-me-down Volkswagen.
During this period, the group had relied on Liu Jiwei to drive for their travels. He cherished that car immensely; unless he was extremely tired, he wouldn't let anyone else drive it.
Everyone knew Shen Qian and Su Man were close, and everyone also knew Su Man had been stringing Shen Qian along.
He was originally an insignificant person, but when such a person suddenly became successful, things became interesting.
"This is a bmw 3 Series. How could Shen Qian possibly have so much money?"
"He's probably just posing to show off. He went to the 4S shop to leech a photo."
Liu Jiwei immediately suggested the possibility, but no one present was a fool. When someone picks up a car, how could they allow someone else to leech a photo?
Wouldn't that be spending your own money to let someone else show off?
"Heh, this guy must have seen that Su Man is dating me and couldn't take it, but didn't know how to get back at me, so he's trying to get some attention here.
First confessing to all the girls in class, now leeching photos—this guy has quite a few tricks."
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