After finishing the buffet, a few people walked along the roadside.
Dou Mingming stroked his stomach, "I really ate my fill today, no need for dinner tonight."
Everyone laughed, "Douzi definitely got his money's worth. He had six or seven plates of meat alone. This guy goes for whatever is expensive."
"You guys just don't get it. Maximize profit, you understand? Whether the food is good or not is unimportant. What matters is the price. In short, it's one rule: only eat the expensive stuff, nothing else."
They were truly impressed by Dou Mingming, but what he said seemed to make sense. Maximizing profit did seem to be the principle.
However, Dou Mingming's tone shifted, and he turned to criticize Zhang Tianxing, "I won't say anything about others, but Band Leader, I have to talk about you. You spent so much money, and look at what you ended up eating: apples, bananas. Don't they taste good when you buy them outside? You should eat meat inside. We're carnivores, and seafood is very nutritious."
Zhao Long saw that Dou Mingming was getting out of hand. What was the difference between this and complaining about the cook after a meal?
"Alright, Douzi, after eating, you're not calling me Brother San anymore and have directly become Band Leader. You're not this quick to discard someone after they've served their purpose."
Hearing Zhang Tianxing's dissatisfied remark, Dou Mingming thought of Zhang Tianxing's terrifying stamina and the height difference between them, and he immediately came to his senses.
"Hey, Brother San, look at me. I tasted a bit of alcohol at the buffet and became like this. Don't take it to heart."
"We're all brothers. As long as nothing falls on the ground, the titles don't matter," Zhang Tianxing didn't take the matter to heart at all.
Zhang Tianxing judged people by their character and how they conducted themselves, not by who spoke sweetly.
Words are not self-explanatory; actions speak louder than words.
Back at Zhongxing Communications, the boss had already set up two computers.
"How about this, I'll give you these two first. I'll deliver the remaining fifty units in five days."
Zhang Tianxing manipulated the computer for a moment, feeling it and inspecting the internal components.
Seeing Zhang Tianxing's gaze, the Zhongxing boss was startled. That was close; luckily, he hadn't tampered with them. It seemed he could only earn hard cash for the fifty units.
Oh well, as long as he wasn't working for nothing, he had earned quite a bit these past few days, though the profit per unit was lower.
Zhang Tianxing and the others carried the computers back.
With two new computers in Dorm 156, it became a hot topic among the students in Class 2 of the Materials Science department.
Generally, the demand for computers among students peaked in their sophomore year, with very few buying them as freshmen.
Upon arriving at university, everything was unfamiliar, and they hadn't figured out the routines yet.
No one was surprised that Zhang Tianxing bought a computer; he was rich, and he had a smartphone, so why wouldn't he have a computer?
What surprised everyone was that Dou Mingming actually bought a computer too. According to gossip, Dou Mingming had even applied for a student loan.
Could he have used the student loan to buy the computer?
Zhang Tianxing soon realized something: the computer he bought had become a shared computer for the dorm, and he could barely use it.
There was no way around it; Zhang Tianxing couldn't even find time to play games now.
He'd barely opened the game and entered the lobby when his phone rang. As soon as he answered, the other roommates would take over the computer. By the time he finished the call, he'd have to go back to reading.
It seemed he was destined to be estranged from this game. Perhaps he was only suited to earn hard cash and had to worry about the family business while attending university.
Zhang Tianxing had initially thought he could study well in college, but he found himself completely unable to keep up. He recognized the words on the pages, but their combined meaning gave him a headache.
With his current grades, he still wanted to switch majors? What a joke!
He wasn't even sure if he could pass with a 60.
His skill level was too low; what could he do?
Then there was the matter of clubs. Zhang Tianxing originally didn't plan to join any, but unexpectedly, he encountered a stock trading association on the road.
Such an association was acceptable, which bewildered Zhang Tianxing. The stock market was a killer weapon; Zhang Tianxing understood that.
But for such an association to appear openly on campus was truly surprising.
After inquiring carefully, Zhang Tianxing realized it was different from what he had imagined. This association operated with a virtual trading account.
In other words, it wasn't real money trading, but even so, it shocked Zhang Tianxing.
He also wanted to play in the stock market, but there were too many legends in the market. He dared not enter blindly.
After all, there were legends of eight years for a tenfold return, and legends of supporting a family through stock trading.
Those were the successful ones who profited. Countless others had failed and lost everything, leaving no trace.
It had always been a case of the victor being king and the loser being banished. Once famous, the whole world knows. Everyone sees the thief making a profit, but not when the thief gets beaten.
The failures disappeared in the wind and rain, leaving nothing behind.
There weren't many people in the stock trading association, and only a handful of new members joined each recruitment drive.
They never expected that Zhang Tianxing, the popular rising star among the freshmen, would apply to join their stock trading association.
This made Chairman Zhang extremely delighted. It was about the influence of celebrities. Furthermore, Zhang Tianxing was rumored to be a campus heartthrob. If he joined, wouldn't the girls in the school obediently follow?
At that point, the stock trading association wouldn't be just a few people; perhaps Zhang Tianxing could even get real trading going.
When Zhu Dayong found out about this, he felt very troubled, "Tianxing, I don't think it's a good idea for you to join this stock trading association. Stock trading has nothing to do with your major or your interests. Even if we look at it from another angle, there are no beautiful girls in that association. Why bother going?"
"Curiosity. I want to see the legends of the stock market, from the early days of stock certificates to the current market."
"I don't care if it's curiosity or any other reason, but I have one request: whether you're eating meat or shit, you have to include me." After spending these few months with Zhang Tianxing, he had come up with many brilliant ideas.
For the Zhu family to get rich, they still relied on Zhang Tianxing. Otherwise, if he graduated and became a welder, he could only rely on his salary to live. It wouldn't starve him, but his wealth and accumulation would be limited.
To get rich, one had to venture into business. Working a job had no prospect of wealth.
Hearing Zhu Dayong's request, Zhang Tianxing was speechless. His good brother's request was too difficult. Where were there any sure-win businesses? Getting on board was easy, but getting off was hard.
There were too many instances of brothers falling out over such ventures. Forget it; he would find a project for this good brother himself. It was more secure to keep things in his own hands.
Some things could be done in partnership, while others had to be controlled individually.