Cui Hao left Xue Yang’s office in a daze. Yu Kexin, her curiosity piqued, entered the office right after him.
"Boss Xue..."
"What is it?"
"What happened to Cui Hao?"
Xue Yang answered casually, "Maybe... he had a fight with his girlfriend."
"Oh."
Fights between boyfriends and girlfriends were normal. Her roommates got into fights with their boyfriends every now and then, and after each fight, they always received fairly expensive gifts. She never understood it. Sotis, there was no need to get angry, but her roommates still did. She often suspected that her roommates might have been picking fights intentionally just to get gifts, a behavior she couldn’t condone at all. For her, there was simply no need for such antics.
But that wasn’t the point. She was here today to discuss sothing more important with Xue Yang.
"So, Boss Xue, have you signed up for any events in the sports et?"
Xue Yang raised an eyebrow. Events in the sports et? He had never even thought about that. Of course, he didn’t have ti to participate in such activities anyway. Between the studio, his clothing brand, and Student Council affairs, he was busy enough. Where would he find the ti to join a sports et event? Right now, nothing was more important to him than making money.
"I like working, not sports."
"Movent is life, Boss Xue. You should participate actively."
"Thanks for the concern, but I exercise every day."
Exercise every day? Yu Kexin pictured it in her mind: Boss Xue, tall and imposing, and the Lady Boss cowering and trembling in a corner...
"What a beast..."
"What?"
"Nothing. I an, Boss Xue, you’re very strong. The Lady Boss must be very happy."
What? What did this have to do with whether Lin Xi was happy or not?
Yu Kexin waved her hand. "That’s not the point. The point is, the girls from our Computer Science departnt want to see you play basketball."
"Don’t you have guys in the Computer Science departnt who can play basketball?"
"We do, but we don’t want to watch them."
"Whether you want to watch them or not is your business, but I don’t want to play basketball."
"Boss Xue, with your image, not playing basketball is a real waste."
"For , any project that doesn’t make money is a waste." Hmm? A sudden spark of inspiration flickered in Xue Yang’s mind. He might... just consider participating in a sports event after all.
Seeing his expression change, Yu Kexin asked, "Boss Xue, have you had a change of heart?"
As the first person to partner with him, Yu Kexin knew this expression ant he had a workable plan. Her sixth sense told her it had sothing to do with basketball.
"Is it still too late to sign up for a sports et event?"
Yu Kexin nodded vigorously. "It’s not too late! Definitely not!"
Although the school had a Basketball Club, they would never refuse a good-looking guy, especially not the Student Council President. It would be easy for them to add him to a friendly match. After all, who wouldn’t do the President such a small favor?
Yu Kexin imdiately shared the news. Coincidentally, there were two mbers of the Basketball Club in the studio. Upon hearing that Xue Yang wanted to play, they quickly relayed the information to their club.
When the Basketball Club heard that the President wanted to play, they practically cheered. They had already been planning to invite him to appear in the ga as a mystery guest. They were still wondering how to persuade him, and to their surprise, he had volunteered.
「This Thursday was the opening day of the school sports et.」
On Wednesday afternoon, four small trucks from Qiangsheng Printing Factory bustled onto Yanbei Playground.
Seeing the four small trucks parked neatly on the playground, Xue Yang was montarily stunned.
"Are there really this many materials?"
Standing beside him, Sun Yufei was also surprised by the spectacle. "I rember there not being this much when I went to inspect the goods. At most, it should have fit in two trucks."
Xue Yang had already told the Student Council mbers to wait there so they could help unload the materials and set up the venue as soon as they arrived. However, they hadn’t expected Qiangsheng Printing Factory to co so prepared. Not only was their boss, Su Guoqiang, leading the team personally, but he had also brought two extra truckloads of his own n. While the Student Council mbers stood there in surprise, Su Guoqiang’s crew had already unloaded all the materials, arranging them neatly while awaiting further instructions.
With a smile plastered on his face, Su Guoqiang approached Xue Yang. "President Xue, it’s a pleasure to see you again."
"Boss Su, long ti no see."
"President Xue, all the promotional materials you requested are here. Please have a look."
In truth, Sun Yufei had been supervising daily, and with Su Guoqiang eager to make a good impression on Xue Yang, there was no chance of any problems with this batch of materials. However, since the man had asked, Xue Yang still went through the motions and gave them a brief inspection.
"Boss Su, the materials are all fine. Thank you for your hard work."
"Not at all, not at all, President Xue! I’ve already brought my n. Just tell how you’d like them arranged."
Since free labor was being offered, Xue Yang naturally wouldn’t let it go to waste. He had Sun Yufei coordinate with them and then sent the rest of the Student Council mbers back, keeping only those from the publicity departnt. They were in charge of the overall design of the sports et setup.
After overseeing the work for a while, he left as well.
Su Guoqiang watched Xue Yang leave, his mouth opening and closing as if he wanted to say sothing, but in the end, he didn’t dare utter any words to keep him there. It was already a great honor that President Xue was willing to use his n. If he said anything more, he would seem completely ungrateful.
Left with no other choice, Su Guoqiang turned his attention to Sun Yufei. "Miss Sun, during the sports et, if you need any after-sales service, just give a call. I’ll imdiately arrange for soone to co over and assist."
Sun Yufei smiled faintly. "Alright."
During this ti, she had occasionally gone to the Fashion Departnt to learn about procurent from Zhang Yao, and in the process, she had co to understand many of the unspoken rules of the business world. Generally, for consumables like these, especially with such a small total value, there was no such thing as "after-sales service." Su Guoqiang was only offering this as a way to get back into Xue Yang’s good graces. How should she put it? Ultimately, a person’s own strength is what matters most. Only when you are powerful will others give you face. It was far better for others to depend on your favor than to be the one depending on theirs. Xue Yang was already halfway there. He no longer needed to concern himself with the opinions of others to live comfortably.
Returning from the playground, Xue Yang went to the Basketball Club.
Since agreeing to participate in the ga, he had never once visited the club. The ga was tomorrow, so the mbers from the studio had taken a rare day off to return for one last training session.
"Jia Jun, will the President really co?" Duan Yu, the club president, asked as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Feng Jiajun was also drenched, but he simply let the sweat drip from the tip of his nose.
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