Huayu: Don't force me to be a master

Chapter 102 Searching for the Future

"Damn it~~"

Qian Lang cursed.

Master Kong doesn't even have Lao Tan Pickled Cabbage Noodles yet.

He wanted to get revenge on Master Kong, and the first thing that came to mind was this super-popular instant noodle.

I didn't expect it to still not be released.

"What should we do?"

Qian Lang muttered to himself.

For the first time, he realized how difficult the situation was.

Should the facts be made public?

It's pointless; it will only make things worse and ruin Dong Xuan's reputation even faster.

Moreover, Dong Xuan is just a minor celebrity.

Who is the other party?

Master Kong!

Whom will people believe?

Moreover... this kind of thing is more likely a common practice within the industry.

He's just an oddball!

This time, he really had no other choice.

Faced with this behemoth, he realized that even with the system, he was helpless.

He can't exactly go and get beaten up by the owner of Master Kong, can he?

Dong Ping is a slacker.

The owner of Master Kong is not.

Frustrated, Qian Lang picked up the bottled water on the table and took a big gulp.

But when I put it down, I was stunned.

Nongfu Spring?

He seems to... remember that this guy once donated a penny for every bottle of water he drank.

penny?

Qian Lang's fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk.

He seemed to have grasped something.

However, some things are still uncertain.

He quickly opened his browser and typed two words into Baidu.

White Elephant

He squinted as he looked.

He was worried that the company hadn't even been established yet.

I never imagined that their business would be so successful now.

However... Old Yao's life isn't going so well.

Soon, an idea formed in Qian Lang's mind.

White Elephant vs. Master Kong.

Dong Xuan became Bai Xiang's campus promotion ambassador—for free.

but!

For every pack of instant noodles sold on campus, White Elephant will donate one cent to support the Olympics!

That's what Nongfu Spring does anyway.

He can just copy it.

This money—was donated by Dong Xuan and Bai Xiang together.

He wanted to create a persona for Dong Xuan.

After figuring it out, Qian Lang acted immediately!

"Yes, please check what Yao Zhongliang, the owner of Baixiang Instant Noodles, said."

"Boss, you can just call the director of that TV station."

"From Zhengzhou, Henan."

"Hehe, you're my boss, who else would I turn to if not you?"

Qian Lang laughed and hung up the phone.

He wouldn't be foolish enough to look for contact information online.

He called Han Sanping directly.

Old Han has connections everywhere; finding someone is a piece of cake for him.

Only ten minutes passed.

His phone received a text message.

[Yao Zhongliang, 137345*****, just say he was introduced by Master Wang.]

Qian Lang felt gratified as he read the text message.

That's the advantage of being organized.

Otherwise, a single number might be enough to stump him.

Not to mention that there are now introducers.

Qian Lang didn't hesitate and dialed the number directly.

"Hello, is this Mr. Yao?"

"Hello, I am a friend of Director Wang, Director Wang of Henan TV."

"Yes, something important has come up. I have an idea, Mr. Yao. Could you please give me ten minutes?"

Do you know Nongfu Spring?

Qian Lang didn't hide anything; he clearly explained his thoughts over the phone.

Different methods are needed for different people.

Who is Yao Zhongliang?

Veterans!

Therefore, Qian Lang needs to appear very genuine.

Of course, he also had the confidence.

White Elephant is having a tough time right now.

It can be said that they are caught between Master Kong and Uni-President, struggling to survive.

They have an extreme desire to expand the market.

At the same time, he had Dong Xuan.

If Dong Xuan had no value, Master Kong wouldn't have approached her.

It's that guy surnamed Zhou, he's just a scoundrel.

Half an hour later!

Qian Lang hung up the phone, a confident smile spreading across his face.

He stood up, pushed open the office door, and called out.

"Bai Xue, book three tickets to Zhengzhou: one for me, one for you, and one for Dong Xuan!"

Dong Xuan was working hard in front of the computer.

He raised his head after hearing that.

"Senior, what are you going to Zhengzhou for?"

Qian Lang smiled.

Go find your future!

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"Beer, soft drinks, mineral water, peanuts, melon seeds, eight-treasure porridge—come on, pull your legs together a bit—"

The sound of a cart being pushed came from the other end of the corridor, clanging and clattering, mixed with the rhythm of wheels rolling over the rails.

Bai Xue couldn't book a plane ticket.

Driving was too far, so in the evening the three of them boarded the K180 bus bound for Zhengzhou.

To be honest, Qian Lang hasn't ridden a green train in a very long time.

The last time was in my past life.

The soft sleeper compartment wasn't large, but it was still much more comfortable than the hard sleeper compartment.

Moreover, one of the seats was empty.

The night is deep.

The two women were already asleep, snoring softly.

Qian Lang glanced at it and then closed his eyes.

The sound of the rails rang out rhythmically, clang, clang, clang.

It's like a lullaby.

He didn't even know when he fell asleep.

He was half asleep when he felt someone pulling his blanket.

He opened his eyes.

In the darkness, a figure is climbing upwards.

"Senior brother."

The voice was kept very low.

"Move it in a bit."

Qian Lang was stunned.

This is!

"What do you want to do?"

Qian Lang lowered his voice and asked a question.

"I can't sleep."

"Snow White is still down there."

Qian Lang said.

"She's asleep, hehe."

Dong Xuan squeezed in as she spoke.

It was summer all along.

Qian Lang put on a pair of big shorts as soon as he got into bed.

Dong Xuan was also wearing hot pants.

The four legs quickly became intertwined.

The girl was getting warmer and warmer in his arms.

Aren't you hot?

Qian Lang asked a question.

"Mmm, be gentle..."

The sound of the train tracks continued.

Dong Xuan covered her mouth tightly.

However, some sounds could not be contained.

Snow white~~~

On the lower bunk opposite, eyes were wide open.

My heart was racing.

Her face was probably even redder than Dong Xuan's is now.

Her legs clamped together tighter and tighter.

The sounds above, even with her ears covered, kept drilling into her brain.

The torture lasted for almost 40 minutes.

After a while, Dong Xuan weakly crawled back to her bed.

Less than two minutes later, he started snoring.

Bai Xue bit her lip.

He pinched his thigh again.

Then—he got up.

Qian Lang was still awake.

They heard the commotion on the other side.

I took a look by the moonlight.

I panicked.

There are still negotiations tomorrow.

He hoped that Snow White had gone to get up in the middle of the night.

He started pretending to be asleep.

only!

"Don't pretend, I'm waiting for you in the bathroom!"

A soft sound rang in his ear.

then!

"If you don't come, I'll climb up."

It's dying.

Bai Xue walked out of the soft sleeper compartment as she spoke.

Qian Lang stared at the ceiling, his eyes filled with melancholy.

This is unbearable!

The next morning.

Qian Lang woke up exhausted.

The two women below are chatting.

"Sister Baixue, how did you sleep last night?"

"It's great. I can fall asleep as soon as I lie down on the train, swaying like a cradle. What about you?"

"Me too, I slept so comfortably, it felt better than at home."

"Okay, let's go wash up."

The two women walked out of the private room together as they talked.

Qian Lang sat up, his eyes vacant.

They all slept well, so why didn't he?

And his waist!

So sour!

Just then, an announcement came over the train's loudspeaker.

"Dear passengers, our next stop is Zhengzhou Station..."