God of Life

Wang Yan ignored what was going on in the room.

Even if the two cockfighting boys want to fight again, let them go.

Anyway, if you dare to make me a bed of blood, I will stuff it back for you no matter how it comes out.

As for Song Chen's sister, Wang Yan didn't even think about it.

After experiencing Gao Ya and Li Nuoyi, the young master's awareness of women's bodies expanded rapidly. While his desire expanded, his self-control also increased accordingly.

With money in hand, he is confident that he will never be short of women, so he doesn't need anyone who flirts.

The first time you see a beautiful woman, you will think of the dick mentality on the bed. It really existed in Wang Yan, but it has passed forever.

To make brother fall in love, just being pretty is not enough, at least you have to feed me a lot, right?

...

Okay, okay, Senior Zhang Cheng's joke is too scary, I accidentally thought of it.

Anyway, unless it's on a special occasion, Young Master Wang can basically maintain a normal attitude towards beauties.

My classmate's sister, please keep it at arm's length for the time being.

...

After inquiring all the way, I soon found the dormitory administrator's office.

Star Master's two new dormitory buildings each have a dormitory hut, which is different from the guard room at the entrance downstairs, and the school's logistics management personnel are guarding here.

When, when, when.

Knock on the door politely three times.

"Come in!"

Pushing the door open, I saw a young faculty member with a round face and glasses.

It should be a faculty member, so should I be called a teacher?

While weighing the appellation in his heart, Wang Yan was also adjusting his strategy.

"Hello, teacher."

"Hello, classmate. What's the matter?"

Li Zewen's gaze, hidden behind his glasses, turned around Wang Yan secretly, with a warm smile.

This has always been the case in society. Wearing luxurious clothes and outstanding temperament, people will look up to them wherever they go.

"What's your name, teacher?"

Wang Yan used all the routines he learned during the small loan period. Those salesmen were all so pleasant to speak. When chatting, they always tried to make connections first, and then talk about business when they were comfortable.

"My name is Li Zewen, and I'm not really a teacher, you can just call me Brother Li."

Li Zewen moved his butt, motioning for Wang Yan to sit beside him.

"Come on, classmate, sit down and talk."

Wang Yan sat on the long sofa next to him, took out a Chinese cigarette and signaled to him, "Brother Li, do you smoke?"

There was an ashtray on the desk with cigarette butts in it so it was a crap.

"Yo, smoking is good. But you are young, you'd better smoke less, it's not a good habit."

Li Zewen muttered something casually, but he didn't really pay much attention to it.

Working as a dormitory manager, dealing with those old fritters every day, smoking, drinking and chatting together are common things. Student work, in the final analysis, is the work of being a human being.

In the end, he didn't expect that Wang Yan got up directly and put the whole pack of cigarettes that hadn't been opened on the table.

Then he smiled frankly: "In that case, please help me correct my bad habits."

Li Zewen was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, amused.

"Hey, you little classmate, it's really interesting...Okay, I'll keep the cigarettes, you can report your name, and just tell me if you have anything to do."

"My name is Wang Yan, a freshman in bedroom 303."

"Yes." Li Zewen listened carefully.

"I'm mainly here to ask if the school has any plans for cooling down and preventing heatstroke in freshman dormitories."

When Wang Yan passed by the bulletin board, he happened to scan a copy of the slogan "Regarding the cooling of students' dormitories in summer vacation to prevent heatstroke".

"A question...First of all..."

It seems that Li Zewen has many meetings, first, second, and then, one by one, one by one.

At the end of Wang Yan's hearing, he didn't find what he was looking for, so he frowned and asked, "Brother Li, does the school have no plans to install air conditioners?"

Li Zewen froze when he heard the words.

"Actually, there are plans, but the current situation is that it may take some time to allocate funds.

The school has school difficulties..."

That's right, it means there is a hole!

This is what Wang Yan wanted, and he didn't want to hear a word of what came next.

"Brother Li, look, if we install an air conditioner privately, how much will it cost?"

Li Zewen was startled again.

"Xiao Wang, it's not about money! You may not understand that installing air conditioners is actually a very troublesome thing..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped and stared at Wang Yan blankly.

Young Master Wang didn't do anything else, just took out two bundles of money from his bag.

Then he casually pulled out a newspaper from under the coffee table in front of the sofa, rolled it up randomly, and handed it to Li Zewen.

"Brother Li, I was spoiled and spoiled since I was a child, and I'm really not used to not having an air conditioner. I don't know how much it costs to install an air conditioner, so can you help me?"

Wang Yan's attitude was very sincere. Although he was essentially throwing money at people, he was not arrogant.

Li Zewen managed to catch his breath, and frowned when he heard this: "What are you doing? Put it away!"

"Good!"

In response, Wang Yan opened the drawer on Li Zewen's desk and put the money in for him.

"Brother Li, I want a place. I see that some dormitories on the top floor are equipped with air conditioners, which means that the school is also worried about our health, so you can help, okay?"

"What are you doing? Are you asking for help?"

Li Zewen frowned and stared, as if angry, but not really angry.

Wang Yan had planned his speech before, and now he finally used it.

"Brother Li, this money is not for you personally, it is donated to the dormitory office to improve the conditions of the student dormitory. Take a look, if it is convenient, can you give me an invoice, receipt or something?"

Li Zewen was amused: "What is a gongtiao?"

After laughing, he frowned, looking embarrassed.

"Your favor, it's not that I don't want to help, it's really a bit difficult... The school's logistics department manages the entire dormitory area, and the ones on the roof are postgraduate dormitories...It's not as convenient as installing air conditioners for you... "

oh!

I see!

Wang Yan suddenly realized, and continued to read the newspaper.

"Don't make it difficult for you, a master will come to install it in the afternoon, and you and the leader in charge of the specific work, just pretend you didn't see it, okay?"

Wang Yan didn't understand how to do it, nor did he want to.

It's all about money anyway.

After filling another three stacks, Li Zewen finally gritted his teeth and let go.

"Let me give you a try..."

"Thank you!"

Li Zewen shook his head and smiled wryly: "You... If other students and parents make trouble, we will be under a lot of pressure...

Fortunately, the school intends to let go of the restrictions on private installation of air conditioners. The power distribution of the new dormitory building is sufficient, but it has not yet made up its mind...

All right, I'll go to the leader now, sit down and wait for me to make a call. "

Faced with 50,000 yuan, Li Zewen's mobility is quite strong.

Although this money cannot be kept in one's own pocket, it is good for everyone to get donations from the dormitory management office of clear soup noodles.

Ten minutes later, Li Zewen pushed the door open and came in, his face glowing red.

Sure, it's done!

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【Ask for a monthly ticket, brothers】

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