Since practice is beneficial, the small business is booming. In just over a week, Wen Shuo's tricycle sales stall had a net profit of more than 2,000 yuan, which greatly out of his expectations... Who the hell is still interested in thinking about the practice of the mysterious method and the mysterious secrets of heaven? What kind of fucking is there to be a greedy life between the practice of the mysterious method and the mysterious secrets?

That morning, the entire regiment held a military competition.

The competition events include military boxing, quadratic changes, 200-meter obstacles, etc. Half of them are the competitions of each company selecting elite soldiers to conduct individual military skills, and the other half are collective competitions based on company and platoons.

The game was in full swing.

At the training ground not far from the performance platform, a tricycle filled with a wide range of goods was parked there, holding a huge parasol, and a fat white man in a camouflage uniform without any military appearance was sitting on a small stool beside the tricycle. He held a palm fan in his right hand, fanning the wind leisurely, while watching the military training students sweating profusely in the sun.

Such an image has aroused many students' envy, jealousy and hated.

The students of the Academy of Archaeology and Arts are particularly good. God is so pitiful that everyone sympathized with the fat man who had physical problems at first. Unexpectedly, this guy was lucky in disguise. He was doing a prosperous business and made money to make a smile every day and couldn't even fit his mouth. Originally, this was nothing, but the problem was that everyone was working hard every day for military training, and the damn fat man often sat by the training ground in such a leisurely manner to watch the fun.

It's really...

So fucking annoying!

Therefore, everyone ignored Wen Shuo's hard work in picking up and collecting the waste from the base, and went to and from the military training base several times every day to complete goods.

Anyway, this guy is deliberately angering us!

On the performance stage, the school leaders who came to watch from Beijing University and the leaders of the military, education and related departments who were invited to come were curious about the tricycle and the fat man who was like a stall vendor in the village. After all, this was too incompatible with the environment and image of the entire training base.

The regiment commander Feng Haoguo was so angry that his face turned blue. He asked Jiang Jun, the commander of the fifth company, to notify Wen Shuo that he must not appear in the training ground today, but Jiang Jun was busy preparing for the Fifth Company's military boxing competition and forgot about notifying Wen Shuo. By the time he remembered it, it was too late! So now, Feng Haoguo just wants the competition to end soon, and then no longer feels soft-hearted, strictly prohibit Wen Shuo from doing his damn small business and getting back to school!

As the competition is in progress, Feng Haoguo and several other leaders of the regiment headquarters can only give a brief explanation to the leaders in embarrassment and anxiety.

Several officials with very high status all looked amused and crying after hearing the explanation of the head of the regiment headquarters, and were a little angry, which was ridiculous.

Among them, only the principal of Peking University does not care.

Because as long as you are from Kyoto University, you will naturally think that it is normal for students from Kyoto University to do something extraordinary.

It would be strange if no students did extraordinary things.

Although several senior officials thought this matter was ridiculous and couldn't stand it, they did not have the slightest idea of ​​making excuses. After all, at their level, being invited to participate in such activities is basically to go through the motions. To put it bluntly, it is formalism. As long as everyone has no conflicts with each other, no conflicts of interest, and the scene is acceptable, no one will offend others nitpickly, and they will not get any benefits.

But Feng Haoguo and others from the regiment headquarters did not know the thoughts of several leaders, and were worried that they would report this matter to their superior departments directly under the jurisdiction. The leader of the regiment responsible for the military training of freshmen at Peking University this year, as well as the chief of staff of the regiment headquarters, several company commanders, and the instructors below, although they may not be punished, criticism is always inevitable.

There is no need to think about commendation!

So as soon as the competition was over at noon, Feng Haoguo took a loophole to scold Jiang Jun and asked him to tell Wen Shuo immediately that he would not be allowed to do business in the future and go back to school!

At the invitation of the League Headquarters, several senior officials had a dinner in a large private room in the canteen at noon.

Feng Haoguo also specially asked someone to buy two bottles of liquor. Although it was not in compliance with the regulations, few people are serious about not doing this these days. In most cases, if you don’t understand the meaning, you will be unhappy for no reason.

Feng Haoguo was planning to drink and chat and laugh during the meal, and by the way, he brought Wen Shuo's little matter with him, so there should be no problem.

Before the dinner was over, Jiang Jun suddenly walked in, bent down beside Feng Haoguo, and whispered to his ear: "Several police officers came to the city, as well as the head of the Security Department of the Beijing University of Beijing, and said they were looking for Wen Shuo."

"Huh?" Feng Haoguo was furious and started to anger. What kind of thing is that fat man? Why did he even attract the police? Think about Wen Shuo's small business at the military training base these days...

Feng Haoguo almost cried, quickly explained to everyone present, and hurriedly left to receive the police.

Several officials with very high status couldn't help but frown. Although they were accompanied by the regiment headquarters and the head of the Military Training Department of the Beijing University of Beijing, they still felt unhappy in their hearts and were a little curious and excited. Could it be that there is really something wrong with the military training of the freshmen of the Beijing University of Beijing this year? If the Beijing University of Beijing is captured as a typical example, it may anger the upper class and cause a lot of enemies, but it may also be a dazzling political achievement!

When the police from the Dianhai District Criminal Investigation Detachment arrived at the military training base, Wen Shuo was squatting in the shaded corner of the girl's dormitory building and looked sad.

A tricycle filled with rich commodities parked next to it.

When he was about to purchase goods this morning, a girl from the Department of Literature blushed but pretended to be calm and stopped him at the gate of the base, saying that she was not feeling well and it was not convenient to go out, so she asked him to help buy sanitary napkins. Wen Shuo agreed readily, and then the girl left her name, school department and dormitory number, paid a deposit of five yuan. She agreed to eat at noon while there were few people, and went to the corner of the girls' dormitory building to deliver the goods, and then walked in a hurry in small steps.

Wen Shuo didn't think too much about this.

In his opinion, this is just a business. Not to mention sanitary napkins, even if someone booked a condom from him, it would be fine.

But Wen Shuo didn't know much about the physiological problems of girls, and he was not so stupid that he made a box of things to sell at the military training base. So he could only find a market and ask the proprietress and girl how much they needed for each month's menstrual period. The city's boss was a black and strong young woman with no slight charm. When asked this question by a young boy named Fatty, he immediately stared at Wen Shuo with a warning. At the same time, he said unhappily: "Four packs, five pieces in a pack."

Wen Shuo bought the most expensive one, three yuan, five pieces per pack.

Selling to that girl at a price of five yuan per pack can make six yuan, and fighting rabbits is a good business.

Never thought...

At noon, he arrived at the agreed location. The girl did not show up. It was a roommate who came to help pick up the goods. He had paid a deposit of five yuan before, just one pack.

Wen Shuo was stunned.

Damn it, who will I sell this thing to the remaining three packs?

There is no need for it myself!

He begged pitifully, "You girls will use it sooner or later, and you haven't explained it clearly before, so... I'd better buy them all, I can't use it even if I keep it."

Although the girl's roommate was cheerful and stingy, there were so many classmates coming and going. A girl and a fat boy were discussing how many packs of sanitary napkins were bought here, and she couldn't hold her face, so she scolded angrily: "You are stupid. You bought so many sanitary napkins all at once. My friend felt uncomfortable with dysmenorrhea. This time it took a little longer. I didn't prepare enough sanitary napkins, so I asked you to help buy a pack. If you don't use your brain, who should I blame?"

After scolding, the girl turned around and left.

Wen Shuo was left alone to attract the attention of the crowd, and he wanted to cry without tears.

He is a reasoning person, so he really can't blame the girl for not making it clear. After all, after paying a deposit of five yuan, he should only buy one pack after a little bit of it. Even if it is not enough, he will buy it again. Anyway, he has to purchase at least twice a day.

Just a moment of confusion, greed causes trouble!

Just as he was extremely regretful and at a loss, Wen Shuo suddenly saw a familiar girl and walked from the cafeteria with a few friends.

It was Chronicle Baek from the School of Management - the girl who met at the freshman reception at the railway station on the day she registered at the day she was in the train station and took the bus together. Wen Shuo's small business has been doing well these days. Chronicle Baek also went to the stall to buy drinks and snacks. The two even chatted for a few words, so they can be considered an acquaintance.

"Hey, classmate..." Wen Shuo quickly stood up to greet him.

A hint of doubt flashed through the expression of Crispeng Huangzhi, and walked over with a smile and said, "Hello, is there anything wrong?"

"That, this..." Wen Shuo looked hesitant and difficult to speak.

Several girls who were walking with Qinzhi looked at each other, and they all smiled laughing and joked about the very fun fat alumnus: "Why are you looking for Qinzhi to come to us? Do you want to treat us to drinks or snacks?"

"No, no." Wen Shuo quickly shook his head and denied it.

joke!

When chatting with girls, don’t pretend to be generous, otherwise you must be generous as you speak, because when you speak to a certain level, if you don’t invite others, you will offend others and appear to be stingy. If you ask for it...

Hey, I deserve it if I am happy to be a Kaizi!

The girls who were invited, nine out of ten don’t even know your favor!

Several girls were choked by Wen Shuo's direct rejection. They didn't know how to answer for a while, and they were a little angry - this damn fat man was so stingy, wasn't it just a joke? Who would really ask you to invite him?

However, Huang Qinzhi didn't care about Wen Shuo's stinginess at all. Seeing his hesitant and embarrassed look, she was not in a hurry. Wen Wan smiled and waited.
Chapter completed!