Wang Yan paid no attention to what was going on in the room.
Even if those two cockfighting boys want to fight again, let them go.
As for Song Chen's sister, Wang Yan didn't even care about her.
... It really existed in Wang Yan, but it has passed forever.
If you want to make me fall in love with you, just being pretty is not enough. At the very least, you have to seduce me a lot, right
…
Okay, okay, senior Zhang Cheng’s jokes were so scary that I accidentally thought of them.
Anyway, unless it's on special occasions, Mr. Wang can basically maintain a normal attitude towards beautiful women.
My classmate’s sister, please stay away from her for now.
…
After asking around, I quickly found the dormitory manager's office.
The two new dormitories of Star Division each have a dormitory hut, which is different from the guard room at the door downstairs. The school's logistics management staff are guarding here.
When, when, when.
Knock politely on the door three times.
"Please come in!"
Pushing the door open, I saw a young faculty member with a round face and glasses.
It's supposed to be a faculty member, so should I call it teacher
While weighing the title in his mind, Wang Yan was also adjusting his strategy.
"Hello, teacher."
"Hello, classmate. What's the matter?"
Li Zewen's gaze, hidden behind his glasses, moved covertly around Wang Yan, and he smiled enthusiastically.
Society has always been like this. If you are dressed in fine clothes and have an outstanding temperament, you will be looked down upon wherever you go.
"What do you call me, teacher?"
Wang Yan used all the tricks he learned during his small loan period. Those salesmen all spoke so pleasantly. When chatting, they always built relationships first and made people feel comfortable before talking about business.
"My name is Li Zewen, and I'm not much of a teacher. You can just call me Brother Li."
Li Zewen moved his butt and motioned for Wang Yan to sit next to him.
"Come on, classmate, sit down and talk."
Wang Yan sat on the long sofa next to him, took out a Chinese cigarette and gestured to the other party: "Brother Li, do you want to smoke?"
There was an ashtray on the desk with cigarette butts in it, so this was nonsense.
"Hey, smoking is good. But you're young, so you'd better smoke less. It's not a good habit."
Li Zewen muttered something casually, but actually he didn't pay much attention to it.
As a housekeeper, I have to deal with those juniors and seniors every day. It is common to get together to smoke, drink and talk about the mountains. Student work is, in the final analysis, a human job.
To his surprise, Wang Yan stood up and placed the entire unopened pack of cigarettes on the table.
Then he smiled calmly and said: "In that case, please help me correct my bad habits."
Li Zewen was stunned, shook his head, and was happy.
"Hey, this little classmate of yours is really interesting... Okay, I'll keep the cigarette, and you can tell me your name. If you have anything to say, just tell me."
"My name is Wang Yan, and I am a freshman in dormitory 303."
"Yes." Li Zewen listened carefully.
"I came here mainly to ask if the school has any plans for cooling down the freshmen's dormitories to prevent heatstroke."
When Wang Yan passed by the bulletin board, he happened to scan a copy of a slogan "About summer cooling and heatstroke prevention in student dormitories." He took it out on the spot after learning and applying it.
"I'd like to ask a question... First of all..."
It seems that Li Zewen has many meetings, first and then, one after another, one after another.
Wang Yan couldn't find what he wanted at the end, so he frowned and asked, "Brother Li, don't you have any plans to install air conditioning in the school?"
Li Zewen was speechless after hearing this.
"Actually, there are plans, but the current situation is that funding may take some time, and schools have difficulties..."
Right, it means there is a hole!
This is what Wang Yan wants, and he doesn't want to hear a word more about what comes 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, but installing air conditioning is actually a very troublesome thing..."
Halfway through, he suddenly stopped and stared blankly at Wang Yan.
Young Master Wang did nothing else but 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 have been pampered since I was a child, and I am really not used to not having an air conditioner. I don't know how much it costs to install an air conditioner. Could you please help me with it?"
Wang Yan's attitude was very sincere. Although he was essentially throwing money at people, he was not arrogant or arrogant.
Li Zewen finally took a breath, and frowned when he heard this: "What are you doing? Put it away quickly!"
"Good!"
Wang Yan responded, opened the drawer on Li Zewen's desk and helped him put the money in.
"Brother Li, I need a spot. I see that several dormitories on the top floor are equipped with air conditioners, which means the school is also worried about our health. Please help me, okay?"
"What are you doing? Are you looking for help?"
Li Zewen frowned and stared, as if he was angry, but not really angry.
Wang Yan had thought of his words before, and now he finally used them.
"Brother Li, this money is not for you personally, it is donated to the dormitory management office to improve the conditions of the student dormitories. Take a look, if it is convenient, can you give me an invoice, receipt or something?"
Li Zewen was amused: "What is an official document?"
After laughing, he frowned and looked embarrassed.
"You are so busy. It's not that I don't want to help, but it's really difficult... The school's logistics office is in charge of the entire dormitory area. Those dormitories on the roof are for graduate students... It's not as convenient as installing an air conditioner for you..."
oh!
I see!
Wang Yan had a look of realization on his face and continued to read the newspaper.
"I don't want to embarrass you. A master will come to install it in the afternoon. You and the leader in charge just pretend you didn't see it, okay?"
Wang Yan didn't understand how to operate it specifically, and he didn't want to understand.
Anyway, it’s just about money.
After pretending for three more times, Li Zewen finally gritted his teeth and relaxed.
"Let me try it for you..."
"Thank you!"
Li Zewen shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You... If other students and parents cause trouble, we will be under great pressure...
Fortunately, the school originally intended to relax restrictions on private installation of air conditioners. The power distribution in the new dormitory building is sufficient, but it has not yet completely made up its mind...
Okay, I'll go find the leader now. You sit down for a while and wait for me to make a call. "
Faced with 50,000 yuan, Li Zewen's ability to act is quite strong.
Although you can't keep this money in your own pocket, a dormitory office that makes noodles with clear soup can get donations, which is good for everyone.
Ten minutes later, Li Zewen opened the door and came in, his face glowing red.
OK, done!
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[Please vote for me, brothers]
The few silly roommates in the dormitory are all played by book friends, especially Yan Meng_Shouzhong, who is required to be sexy and interesting. Such a hobby is unprecedented.
[Leader Wang Xiaoming’s decade update added]
(End of chapter)