Reborn: Billionaire in College

Chapter 23 Chen Pingjiang's Appeal

The lights in the dormitory were turned off at 11 o'clock in the evening. Chen Pingjiang was very tired after a whole day and was very sleepy. Then he heard a few idiots from some unknown major on the fifth floor holding speakers on the balcony and howling, making noises towards the girls' dormitory across the street.

The key point is that his singing is so damn bad, with a hoarse voice and no awareness at all.

The nature of boys and girls is released once they arrive at college, and the girls in the dormitory shout loudly: "Another handsome guy, please."

One song after another.

The thoughts about the subsequent business were interrupted in his mind. No matter how hard he tried to sort them out, he couldn't sort them out. Chen Pingjiang's anger value instantly filled up. Suddenly he rolled over and got out of bed, "These bastards, I'm going to fuck them."

Dong Tinghui on the bed was also very angry. He was just snoring and was woken up again.

As for Zhao Shaoyang's nervous and excited shouting, "Go, go, go." This was a typical example of someone trying to show off.

Chen Pingjiang was so cunning that he knocked on the doors of his classmates' dormitories one by one, shouting that they were all victims. Not only was his sleep disturbed, but he also felt that the people on the fifth floor were too pretentious.

If no one took the lead, everyone would just bear with it and it would pass. Now that Chen Pingjiang took the lead, a group of students who just wanted to watch the show, those who wanted to show off, and those who felt very impressive immediately gathered together.

More than twenty people rushed to the fifth floor with the sound of slippers tapping.

The leader, Chen Pingjiang, with a cigarette in his mouth, shirtless and wearing boxer briefs, followed the sound and kicked open the iron door of dormitory 511 on the fifth floor.

"Damn it, it's twelve o'clock at night, why don't you go to bed? You're crying!"

Three boys majoring in international trade in dormitory 511 were singing happily on the balcony when suddenly they heard the dormitory door being kicked open with a bang. Then more than people rushed in, filling the small dormitory to the brim.

The younger brothers were instantly frightened, thinking that it was a sophomore or junior year student. Especially the handsome and handsome Da Gaoer who was in the lead, thought that he was the murderer, frowned and glared, and was ready to rush over and start fighting.

"Sorry, sorry, we'll take it now."

Since there were few people in dormitory 511, they naturally didn't dare to show their teeth and could only admit their mistakes honestly.

Chen Pingjiang only intended to scare the enemy. If someone gets into a fight right after entering the school, he must be crazy. Besides, there are so many people behind him, most of them are just spectators.

But no matter what, the boys in Class 4 of Business Administration already have a person named Chen Pingjiang in their hearts.

Zhao Shaoyang was so excited, he had never seen such a big scene before. He thought Brother Chen was really awesome, all the men in the class listened to him, he would definitely choose him as the class monitor in the future. With such a person protecting him, he would be able to walk around the class in a big way in the future.

Coincidentally, the other boys thought the same.

Chen Pingjiang gave a few warnings and took the boys upstairs. Only then did the younger brothers in dormitory 511 feel relieved.

"I was so scared. If I hadn't given in quickly, I would have been beaten to death."

"Also, if you don't act horny for so long, can you arouse public anger?"

"Shit, you just held the telescope longer than anyone else."

At the same time, Chen Pingjiang, as if nothing had happened, pulled seven or eight boys to play Poker.

These young rookies are no match for the experienced Chen Pingjiang.

"The one who is always depressed" Chen Pingjiang, "the one who never looks at the cards" Chen Pingjiang, the king of singles who can beat five in a row.

But this guy was so mean. When he surrendered and wanted to see Chen Pingjiang's cards, Chen Pingjiang refused to show them to him. He clearly had an A, but he said mysteriously, "Luckily you threw it away quickly, otherwise you would have lost all your living expenses this month."

……

During the next few days of military training, Chen Pingjiang's words came true.

Chen Pingjiang passed the test of the young instructor and won his friendship. During the break, several students and the young instructor hid in the deserted place behind the teaching building and smoked. Usually Chen Pingjiang boasted about all kinds of things, and occasionally the young instructor would chat with them about some interesting things in the military camp. The other boys looked at them as outsiders. At night, the 603 dormitory was the most lively place on the entire sixth floor.

Chen Pingjiang opened a table to play poker. Seven or eight people sat in a circle around the small table, and a bunch of people standing outside were watching the cards.

A loss of one or two dollars in the pot is not a big loss, and with Chen Pingjiang's occasional "fits", the boys mostly neither win nor lose in a game.

Chen Pingjiang would throw two packs of Furong King on the table every day, and whoever wanted to smoke one could take it. Over time, all the boys in the fourth class of Business Administration had a good impression of Chen Pingjiang.

Chen Pingjiang himself has a bit of a social bull character and has also been hammering at interpersonal relationships in society for more than ten years, so his younger brothers are really no match for him.

Emotional intelligence is often not innate, but is improved through experience. In simple terms, it means speaking differently to different people. A more advanced way of saying it is to have a keen eye and be able to read people's expressions. You know what to say to make people happy and provide emotional value to everyone just the right amount.

Isn’t there a saying that not being able to speak is harder than eating shit?

In high school, most students looked down on Chen Pingjiang, a "slacker" who was good at eating, drinking and having fun, and envied those students who were good at studying. But in college, in a different environment, in this small society, Chen Pingjiang's personality immediately made him popular, and students began to secretly envy his interpersonal skills.

To be honest, Chen Pingjiang does all these for a purpose. Only fools would engage in ineffective socializing.

University is a small society. If you want to start a business successfully, you have to get all the titles such as class monitor, association president, and student union president. It will be much more convenient in the future.

He is an experienced person in this regard. When he was in school, he was the president of the Marketing Association. It was a bit troublesome and he didn't care about being selected as an advanced individual for a scholarship, but it was really great to have dozens of free laborers under his command.

The monitor of the university is a role that freshmen are eager to play, sophomores are reluctant to play, and juniors can play it if they want. He is really a pure tool. He is the first to get scholarships, join the party, and other honors. However, he has a lot of work to do. He is basically half a counselor. The real counselor only needs to talk, while the monitor has to run around.

Of course, the pros and cons of the position of squad leader are a matter of opinion.

Good students who love to play or only want to study don't want to be a class monitor because they are afraid of trouble. However, if Chen Pingjiang wants to join the student union or deal with some youth league committees or department heads, class monitor is the stepping stone.

Chen Pingjiang remembered that in his previous life when he was in school, he had a good relationship with the department head because of his status as the president of the Marketing Association. As a result, in the entrepreneurship competition organized by the school in his junior year, he won the gold medal with just a business plan.

"Leopard, everyone stand up and give us your wedding money, ten dollars per family." Chen Pingjiang held a stack of money in his left hand with a flamboyant expression.

"Damn it, my Aqing was fucked, and the most important thing is that he did it many times." Qi Jiapeng from dormitory 605 wanted to cry but had no tears.

Zhao Shaoyang, who had been looking at the cards for a long time and trying not to laugh, said, "You didn't lose unfairly. Brother Chen was too cunning. He guessed that Xue Gang's cards were small but deliberately compared cards with you, making you think that his cards were not big either. That's why you dared to follow him for so many hands in a row."

Chen Pingjiang chuckled as he shuffled the cards, "Don't listen to his nonsense, tonight's supper is on me! Lao Si, help me get my phone."

The phone on the table rang: "Let the autumn wind take away my thoughts and my tears.

I have been waiting closely at the agreed place.

......"

Chen Pingjiang glanced at the incoming call reminder and answered the phone: "Hello, it's me, the counselor."

When the other students heard that it was the counselor calling, they immediately became quiet.

"I'm eating. OK, OK, I'll be right there."

Putting away the phone, Chen Pingjiang put the money in his left hand into his pocket. "The counselor wants to discuss something with me, so he asked me to come over. I'll call you guys for a midnight snack when I come back."

Qi Jiapeng laughed and scolded: "Fuck, Brother Chen is such a jerk, he just ran away after winning the money."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Pingjiang stepped back from the door and said, "Keep going. I'll call the counselor later and tell him that Qi Jiapeng insisted on playing cards with me and wouldn't let me leave."

Qi Jiapeng: “…”

(End of this chapter)