33, when the routine doesn't work (Zhang Weiyu's boss adds more)

Today may be a big news that has not been encountered in many years for the Student Union of the Department of Humanities and Social Sciences of the School of Finance.

Here's a quick rundown:

Parties: Chen Hansheng, a freshman and the head of the second class of public administration, and Zhou Xiao, deputy director of the External Relations Department

Event: Open competition to pull sponsorship for the freshman party

Location: Yiwu Commodity Center, Jiangling University Town

Referee: Zuo Xiaoli, Qi Wei and other student union cadres of the Department of Humanities and Social Sciences, as well as a large number of freshmen who watched from the sidelines

This competition is a bit of a coincidence, it was facilitated by many factors such as the coaxing of new students, Zhou Xiao's self-esteem, Chen Hansheng's persecution, and the verbal hurriedness, which was unexpected and reasonable.

Although the student union is essentially a civil society, it is tainted with a large number of bad habits of officialdom, the yamen is not large, the style is very poor, and a few departments can intrigue with each other, and even divide into several factions.

Zhou Xiao obviously followed Zuo Xiaoli, but the cadres of other departments may not, they just watched the excitement with the attitude of "it's none of their business, hang high".

However, it is not wrong to watch the new students be unusually united, and where there is oppression, there is resistance.

"The merchants sponsored by the Department of Humanities are all in the Yiwu Commodity Center, and I don't need to ask each one, so it is a waste of time and energy, so each person is randomly assigned a merchant to see who can pull more sponsorships. ”

On the square of the Voluntary Commodity Center, Zuo Xiaoli, vice chairman of the Department of Humanities, announced the rules.

Zhou Xiao must agree, although it is said to be "random", but he knows very well in the External Relations Department which merchant is easy to coordinate, which merchant does not give a chance at all, and Zuo Xiaoli will definitely arrange it.

Sure enough, Zhou Xiaosheng was assigned to a barber shop that had just opened, and the firecrackers and confetti at the door had not been cleaned, and the owner was a young man in his 20s; Chen Hansheng was assigned to a stationery store, and the owner was a middle-aged man in his forties.

Zhou Xiao saw such a result, and thought to himself that this is better than anything, the store must be publicized when it first opens, and young people are easy to talk to, and they can bring in hundreds of yuan for sponsorship if they talk casually.

As for the stationery store owner, he is rich and rich, but he also searches, and he is in the wholesale business and has little interest in retail, so he does not need to publicize it too much.

"Wait for Lao Tzu!"

Zhou Xiao glanced at Chen Hansheng, thinking that the face he had lost just now was just right to get it back.

Zhou Xiao pushed open the glass door of this "I type my show" barber shop in high spirits, the boss was very happy to see that there was business coming to the door, especially when there were many students standing outside the door, but after listening to Zhou Xiao's explanation, his face gradually turned cold.

"We've just opened, and business isn't very good. ”

The barber shop owner is very reluctant, and the Yiwu commodity center is the focus of the external relations department of all universities in Jiangling University Town, and sometimes several waves of students come to fight the autumn breeze in a month.

"It is precisely because you have just opened, so you need to publicize it, our department is preparing to open a freshman party, you sponsor a banner, and then a final payment, then all the freshmen in the department can see it, if you sponsor a little small gift, this store will be famous in our department. ”

This kind of sponsorship has a routine, and it doesn't take too much brains to copy, but the effect will not be too good, there will be no big money, but small money can get a little bit.

Chen Hansheng was also in the store, he lit a cigarette without saying a word, and quietly watched Zhou Xiao discuss with Mr. Tony of the barbershop.

When it came to the end, Zhou Xiao's tone was already a little flattering.

Qi Wei stood next to Chen Hansheng, she shook her head and sighed: "This is the current situation of our External Relations Department, soliciting sponsorship is the same as begging, but it is also quite able to exercise people, this one is quite easy to talk to, and the stationery store will have a worse attitude." ”

Zhou Xiao relied on the vice chairman Zuo Xiaoli behind him, and he didn't take Minister Qi Wei in his eyes at all, like the noon incident was the result of Zhou Xiao's own opinion, but now he wants the entire External Liaison Department to lose face.

Faced with the information revealed by Qi Wei, Chen Hansheng silently puffed out the smoke ring and did not speak.

Half an hour later, the young teacher Tony finally relented and promised to sponsor a 200 yuan banner and a 300 yuan worth of haircut coupons, which could be used as prizes at the freshman party.

"Thank you, thank you. ”

Zhou Xiao, who was about to raise his tail in the school, couldn't help bowing and thanking him, but Teacher Tony's face was cold and indifferent, and he didn't respond much.

"It's not easy, but it's a bit fruitful. ”

Zhou Xiao exhaled a long breath, and his face changed from bowing his head just now to being complacent, and then looked at Chen Hansheng provocatively.

Chen Hansheng threw away the cigarette butt and walked directly to the stationery store, but he didn't expect an accident at the beginning.

Originally, the stationery store owner was talking to his neighbor at the door, but after seeing Zuo Xiaoli and Qi Wei clearly, he covered the glass door without saying a word.

After eating the closed door, Qi Wei was a little embarrassed and a little angry, Zuo Xiaoli deliberately picked this kind of business for Chen Hansheng, and the meaning of bullying people was too obvious.

As for Zhou Xiao's heart, don't talk about how refreshing it is, he only hates that he is not the owner of the stationery store, otherwise he really wants Chen Hansheng to kneel down and call his father.

"I'll give you a start, and you'll have to do the rest. ”

Qi Wei dropped this sentence, took the initiative to walk over and push open the glass door, and said, "Hello Boss Feng, I'm here to disturb you again." ”

"If you really feel bothered, then don't come. ”

The owner of this stationery store is called Feng Jihua, in his forties, with hair on the top, glasses, and a bit of a high cheekbone.

Hearing Feng Jihua's ridicule, Qi Wei said with an embarrassed face: "We are going to hold a freshman party, and we want to ask you to sponsor ······."

There was a "bang" sound.

Feng Jihua directly took out the thick ledger and put it on the counter, and Qi Wei's voice stopped abruptly.

"It's not that I don't support it, I also have a lot of foreign debts that have not been recovered, and I don't have the money to sponsor you. Feng Jihua flipped through the account book and took out the IOU and said.

In the crowd, some student union officials complained in a low voice: "It's this set again, every time we want to sponsor, he takes out an IOU to ridicule us." ”

From the standpoint of a businessman, Chen Hansheng quite understands, after all, no one's money is blown by the wind, since it is useless, why sponsor it.

From the perspective of today's competition, Chen Hansheng thought to himself that Zuo Xiaoli would really be able to play this dog day, and people like Feng Jihua would basically not pay for it.

"I still say the same thing, you college students are capable people, whoever can help me get my foreign debts back, this money will be used as sponsorship. ”

After Feng Jihua finished speaking, he stared at the group of college students in the Finance Academy, none of them had any social experience, and when the sponsorship routine didn't work, they could only be helpless.

Zhou Xiao was the happiest here, signaling Zuo Xiaoli to hurry up and announce the results of the competition, he couldn't help but prepare for a 360-degree all-weather spiral attack on Chen Hansheng.

Seeing Zhou Xiao's excited expression, Chen Hansheng suddenly walked out and asked, "Boss Feng, is there any merchant near you who owes you money?"

Feng Jihua was admiring the embarrassment of the college students, and was suddenly stunned when he listened, in the past, he threw out this killer feature, and the college students all retreated in the face of difficulties, and today it is rare for anyone to dare to ask.

"You're going to help me get the bill?"

"It's too far, I'll get the results in the afternoon. Chen Hansheng said.

Feng Jihua looked at Chen Hansheng, tall and big, he was really not ugly, but there was always a ruffian smell that could not be concealed in his eyes, and he smiled with lightness, and he was quite steady when he spoke.

"There's one nearby. ”

Feng Jihua, the owner of the stationery store, flipped through the account book, looked up and said, "It's the fruit store opposite." ”

"What about the IOU?" Chen Hansheng asked.

"Here's the problem, the IOU was in duplicate at the time, but the one I kept was lost, and he didn't admit it directly after he knew it, otherwise I would have come back so close to the IOU. Feng Jihua said.

Chen Hansheng thought to himself that this was still a headless arrears without an IOU, and then asked, "How much does he owe you?" ”

"2500 yuan. ”

Chen Hansheng nodded, pondered for a while, and suddenly shouted: "Lao Yang, Shaoqiang, Zhu Chenglong, do you dare to ask for debts with me?"

"What don't you dare!"

"Fourth, don't underestimate people. ”

"Squad leader, I'll listen to you!"

Chen Hansheng was not polite, and took the three bastards directly to the fruit shop opposite, and the onlookers also followed with a "bang", leaving only Zhou Xiao and Zuo Xiaoli stupidly and said, "Shouldn't I win?"

Zuo Xiaoli originally thought that he was nine out of ten, but now something went wrong inexplicably, and he said impatiently: "You ask me, who the am I asking!"

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