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The waiting tone of "Dudu" rang only twice when a gentle voice came from the other end of the phone: "Xiao Meng? Have you gotten into trouble again?"

Qian Mengmeng shook her head: "Writing love letters is something that was popular in the past. Now we have email and chat software, isn't it easy to confess one's feelings? Besides, as an economics major, even if I were to write a love letter, my writing skills aren't that great."

"How old are you?" Qian Mengmeng couldn't help but laugh, "By age, you are still four years younger than me."

Qian Mengmeng shook her head: "No, I am in Building B."

Without hesitation, Qian Mengmeng took out her phone and dialed Wen Yuzheng's number

Yuan Xinyi is Qian Mengmeng's closest friend at Narita University. She is very intelligent, having skipped several grades and gained admission to Narita University with high scores, making her the youngest student to enroll, which draws considerable attention. However, precisely because of this attention, Yuan Xinyi is quite conscious of her age and often pretends to be more mature. Whenever she encounters someone from a lower grade, she insists on having them call her "senior".

Ah? The young man was momentarily taken aback, took out his phone from his pocket to check the map, and quickly put on an apologetic smile, "I am sorry, I am sorry, this is my first time delivering food, and I am not very familiar with the route"

Qian Mengmeng hugged the teddy bear pillow tightly

Qian Mengmeng stretched her neck and tried to identify it for a long time: "It's all blurred..."

Three days have passed since the incident of the jump from the building. Although some money was raised by selling the diamond hairpin, there is still a significant gap to reach the two hundred thousand. The debt collectors collected a portion of the money and have not been pressing as hard, at least allowing her some time to find a way to repay the debt

New business opportunity! I can also do this at school

The crisp sound of keyboard typing echoed from the microphone, as Wenyu listened quietly, confirming only after she finished speaking: "So it's a custom assistant app? I understand, once the prototype is ready, I will send it to you. Have you thought of a name for this app?"

Wen Yu is five years older than her, having graduated from Narita University a long time ago and been hired by a high-end internet technology company. Since childhood, he has taken care of her like an older brother, and even now, he still cannot change his habit of worrying about her.

Qian Mengmeng is full of confidence: "The takeaway industry has developed to such a mature stage that I definitely cannot compete with the professionals, so I want to expand my business scope! For example, by becoming someone else's personal customization assistant!"

Yuan Xinyi propped her chin up and lamented, "However, he is too low-key; among so many gossiping fans, not a single one knows anything about him. Anyway, it is rumored that he is a solitary and aloof person. Alas, I originally planned to obtain firsthand information about him before the start of the school year"

Are you going to deliver takeout

Can one afford to be impatient about making money? Qian Mengmeng did not lift her head, marking a cross on the newly devised plan.

Qian Mengmeng glanced at the photo on her phone, which was the identification photo from her student ID. She wondered where Yuan Xinyi had found it—Misu stood in front of a red background wall, her fair complexion accentuated, with a pair of almond-shaped eyes gazing straight ahead, exuding a spirited charm, both confident and beautiful

Let's call it 'Joyful Delivery'

"You don't know such famous two people?" Yuan Xinyi, feeling frustrated, said, "Let me explain it to you, senior!"

Yuan Xinyi finished eating the apples in two or three bites, threw the cores into the trash can, and took out her phone to show a photo: "This is Misu, she is a genius girl who was admitted to Narita University in the same year as you. Now she has started pursuing a double degree in foreign languages and economics. Haven't you heard anything about her at all?"

Yuan Xinyi wrinkled her nose in disbelief at her theory: "No sense of romance! Writing love letters is so romantic, perfectly embodying the subtle beauty we pursue in our era"

Regarding her requests, Wenyu has always agreed without hesitation, saying, "Please specify the functions, and I will give it a try"

Yuan Xinyi rolled her eyes and gently swiped with her finger, revealing another photo: "This is Pei Haochuan"

Yuan Xinyi pondered for a moment and suggested, "How about you try writing a love letter for someone else? I remember it was quite popular for a while, wasn't it?"

Qian Mengmeng tilted her head and scrutinized the photo for quite a while: "Now that you mention it... I might have heard of her."

"This photo, I searched for a long time before I finally found it!" Yuan Xinyi was rarely a bit dejected, "He is a new student this year, and has not yet reported to Narita University, yet there are already legends about him in City A. According to reliable sources, he scored full marks in all subjects except for language."

Qian Mengmeng held a pen and paper, writing and drawing while elaborating her requirements over the phone

The news that Yuan Xinyi could not obtain was even less likely to be known by Qian Mengmeng, so she could only mentally cross out Yuan Xinyi's earlier proposal. Rubbing her temples, feeling as if her head was about to explode, she was suddenly startled by a cheerful ringing of the doorbell. She ran to open the door, only to find a young boy in a delivery uniform, beaming with a smile.

Qian Mengmeng recalled her college entrance examination results, biting the end of her pen, feeling a bit envious

She bit the pen and asked ambiguously, "Yuan Xinyi, there is only one month left before school starts. What business opportunities do you think I haven't considered yet? I've been thinking about it for several days, and it's giving me a headache."

Personalized Assistant

"No way!" Qian Mengmeng retorted indignantly, directly stating, "Brother Yu Zheng, I would like you to help me develop an app."

"It's alright." Qian Mengmeng glanced at his food delivery app on his phone, and a thought suddenly flashed through her mind

In simple terms, it is about signing a contract with the person who makes the reservation and charging a fee specifically to run errands for them. Whether it is picking up a package, going to the supermarket, or picking up takeout from a restaurant, I can be called upon! As you know, many university students nowadays are too lazy to even step out of their dorms, so isn't there a perfect need for someone like me to run errands?" Qian Mengmeng's eyes grew brighter and she became more excited as she spoke, "By the way! Wen Yuzheng is a computer genius; if not him, then who? I will ask him to help develop an app, so that making reservations for my errands will be even more secure!"

Now, taking advantage of the holiday, she is working several jobs at the same time, but when school starts, she will not have so much free time. However, after thinking it over, she cannot come up with any good ways to make money.

Hearing those two names, Qian Mengmeng was taken aback: "Who are Mi Su and Pei Haochuan?"

She engages in this customized personal assistant service, which not only helps others solve their troubles but also allows her to earn money, making it a mutually beneficial arrangement. In other words, what she aims to do is to bring joy to everyone

This school is so large! Is there really no business opportunity to make money?" Qian Mengmeng slumped down on the table in frustration

Yuan Xinyi enthusiastically proposed: "How about you collect materials for our 'Narita Gossip' public account? By the way, we recently secured an advertising sponsorship, and if you provide a valuable piece of information, there will be a bonus. I have already selected the characters from the gossip center for you: the campus goddess Misu and the mysterious figure Pei Haochuan. You can choose either one."

The gentle sunlight streamed through the half-open glass window, casting its light on the desk and also on Qian Mengmeng's face

The photo appears to have been taken surreptitiously, showing only a blurry mass. Aside from being able to discern that it is a tall young man wearing white clothing, nothing else can be clearly identified, let alone his appearance.

The WeChat public account "Narita Gossip" was created by Yuan Xinyi. Due to its humorous language and sharp commentary, it has become one of the "most beloved public accounts among college students" in just two years, even making it to the newspapers. However, Qian Mengmeng is someone who is solely focused on making money and has little interest in gossip, rarely checking it.

"What are you thinking about?" Yuan Xinyi looked at her startled expression, puzzled and confused

"Alright, alright, Senior Yuan."

Time is running out

He carried hot soup and hot food, and enthusiastically asked: "May I ask if this is Miss Dong from Unit 402, Building A? Your takeout has arrived!"

Yuan Xinyi proudly tossed her head and said, "But I am already a junior in the journalism department, and you are one year below me. Even if you are older than me, you still have to call me senior."

"Call me Senior Yuan, I am one year older than you," Yuan Xinyi said while sitting at the head of the bed, leisurely taking a bite of an apple. "Isn't there still a month left? Why are you in such a hurry?"

So impressive

She closed the door and excitedly threw herself onto the bed: "I have thought of it! I have thought of it!"