Reborn: Billionaire in College

Chapter 14 Dormitory Experience
Boys' dormitories 3 and 4 are on the same road. Turn left to go to Building 3 and turn right to go to Building 4. The doors are facing each other.

There is a bulletin board downstairs with various information posted on it.

"Yang Guang from Class 04 of Public Relations Management, Grade 3, gathered a crowd to fight, which had a bad influence..."

"I lost my wallet in the second cafeteria. Inside was a student ID, a bank card, and RMB 150. If anyone finds it, please contact Building 5, Room 201, phone number XXXXXX. There will be a reward (100 RMB)."

"Li, I love you!"

"Beyond Internet cafes, 100M fiber, ultra-fast experience."

"China Mobile is looking for campus agents."

"Distributing flyers on Zhujiang Road, 50 yuan a day including lunch."

Chen Pingjiang Yile, in his previous life, he had distributed flyers once to promote an exhibition. He was not wearing enough that day and it was raining, he was frozen like a dog, and he never did it again.

I looked for a long time but couldn't find the information I was looking for. The military training will start in two days, and I won't have time to go out then, so I have to finish it in these two days.

603 Dormitory.

When Chen Pingjiang arrived, everyone else in the dormitory had finished cleaning. Some were playing with their phones, some were reading novels, and they quickly entered the life of college students.

The dormitories at the University of Finance and Economics were all six-person rooms, with a sleeping position upstairs and a desk downstairs. Chen Pingjiang was in the middle on the right, a pretty bad position. No matter which way he slept, he could not avoid smelling other people's stinky feet at night. Of course, the worst bed was the one near the door. I had no idea how many times I had to close the door and lights during my four years at university. The dormitory phone was also on this bed.

Seeing Chen Pingjiang walk in with a suitcase, several people looked over.

"Dude, you're here just now, awesome."

"I came here in the morning and took a walk around Dongjiang." Chen Pingjiang said with a smile.

While several people were looking at Chen Pingjiang, Chen Pingjiang was also observing them.

Everyone introduced themselves, which was a very awkward moment.

The man from Haidong who was sleeping on the bed on the right side next to the balcony was named Dong Tinghui and was the oldest.

Wang Lei, from Xijiang, is tall and thin, wears glasses, is not good at speaking, and has pits and acne scars on his cheeks.

He Siyu, a member of An Liuren, is fair-skinned, short, and has a childish look with a shy smile on his face.

Zhao Shaoyang, from a well-off family, was wearing all branded clothes and had a string of Buddhist beads on his left wrist. He was a local.

The last one is Guo Dewen, who has a middle-parted hairstyle and has skin as dark as Zhou Guanghan’s. He is from Xiguang.

It was the first time for several older boys to go to school in such a far place and live in a dormitory. They were all a little reserved and couldn't let go. Zhao Shaoyang claimed to be a local and had a sense of superiority in his words and deeds. The others were more or less unfamiliar, but thanks to Chen Pingjiang's social skills, the group quickly opened up.

After a circle of cigarettes were passed around, except for the locals Zhao Shaoyang and Dong Tinghui who took it immediately, the others were hesitant. They didn't want to take it but were afraid that others would think they were out of place. They wanted to take it but couldn't convince themselves to do so. It was only the first day of college, and they were already acting like bad kids.

Chen Pingjiang didn't force it. It was really bad to encourage others to smoke. "It's good not to smoke. I can't quit."

Zhao Shaoyang turned the filter tip around, looked up and asked Chen Pingjiang, "Where is this cigarette from? I've never smoked it before."

Chen Pingjiang blew out two streams of smoke from his nose. "You've never smoked Furong Wang? You only smoke Furong Wang. You must be very successful."

Zhao Shaoyang's sense of superiority suddenly came up, "I usually only smoke Su cigarettes or Zhonghua cigarettes, and have never smoked cigarettes of this level." Chen Pingjiang laughed silently, but was not angry. He thought to himself that he was just a fucking student after all, and he didn't think before speaking.

"Get me two packs later. I've never smoked cigarettes that good."

"No problem." Zhao Shaoyang patted his chest, "I'll get it from my old man later..."

Halfway through his words, he saw Chen Pingjiang take out a newly bought Nokia N73 from his pocket, and he swallowed the rest of his words back. Of course he knew the new mobile phones that had just been launched this summer, and they were not cheap. With such conditions, how could he not afford a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes?

His face turned red unconsciously, and Zhao Shaoyang couldn't help but respect Chen Pingjiang a little bit. He didn't have the childishness of a student at all, and his words and actions made people feel comfortable.

Dong Tinghui was also a smart guy, and he quickly changed the subject, "People in Xiangnan basically smoke this, it's pretty good, and not very strong."

Three heavy smokers were puffing away, while the other three were suffering from secondhand smoke.

Many students in the 2000s smoked. Some didn’t smoke in their freshman year, but were taught to smoke in their sophomore and junior years. Of course, there were also some dormitories where no one smoked.

At six o'clock, Chen Pingjiang felt a little hungry, so he said, "Today is the first day we met, let's go out for a meal together to deepen our relationship."

None of the flirtatious, repressed, or shy roommates objected, and on the first day of the dinner, probably six out of ten dormitories were doing it.

This is what college life should be like. It’s the first time you’re away from your parents and enjoy enough freedom.

After everyone changed their clothes and went downstairs, it was already dark when they reached the school gate.

Along the way, several boys stared with their eyes wide open. Even though Chen Pingjiang had experienced this once before, he still felt shocked.

In the dim night, sisters and friends wearing beautiful clothes of various styles and colors walked together in twos and threes. Just looking at their figures was enough to make these young men excited. It was this kind of hazy beauty that they wanted.

There are many cars worth more than 200,000 yuan parked on the roadside, with drinks and mineral water on the roofs.

He used to be naive. Every afternoon at 4-5 o'clock or on weekends, he would always see a lot of such cars at the school gate, watching the girls get on the cars and leave. At that time, he naively thought that parents came to pick up their children. It was not until many years later that he realized the meaning of it.

At first, I was unwilling to believe it, thinking that students from my alma mater would not do such things. It was not until I saw more and more that I realized that "college students, live a good life" is not a joke.

Opposite Xianlin University is a street of food stalls where students usually gather for dinner and entertainment, as well as Internet cafes, billiard rooms, restaurants and numerous small hotels.

The best business around college students must be hotels, especially small hotels with high cost-effectiveness.

These days a serving of fried rice costs three dollars, and a serving of minced meat and eggplant rice is only five dollars. Small hotels cost forty or fifty-one dollars a night, and many of them are converted from local residents with partitions, and the sound insulation quality is extremely poor.

The sounds rose and fell throughout the night, one person sang and another took over, and strangely, no one felt awkward.

Don't be disgusted, it's just this environment. If you don't come early at night or on weekends, you won't be able to grab a seat.

It is easy for college students to make money. Xianlin is still a deserted place these days. The only slightly larger food stalls of several nearby universities are all here. Seven o'clock in the evening is the bustling time. Every household is full. The bustling scene is simply unimaginable.

At that time, there was only Line 1 in Dongjiang, and the southern extension line had not yet been built. Going north past Maigaoqiao, south past Andemen, and west to Maqun were all remote. As for Pukou, even dogs didn't go there, so a round trip took a whole day.

At that time, the university town was more like a paradise.

(End of this chapter)