Reborn: I'll Never Fail My Childhood Sweetheart Again-Chapter 323 - 134: Class President, I Like You!

Financial Institute campus, faculty dormitory.

Su Zelin, Kang Baohong, and Dai Chuangxing were having tea.

The visit to the Vice Director’s house was not just for a meal, there was also serious business to discuss.

The issue of setting up a branch store at Zhejiang University has been mostly resolved.

"I spoke to Old Zhou about the New Era moving in, and it’s not a problem. They can accommodate the space you need, but the lease for the original digital stores hasn’t expired, and he can’t just evict others. You’ll have to figure that out yourself."

Dai Chuangxing leisurely sipped his tea and spoke calmly.

Kang Yulian had already convinced Vice Director Dai, who then met the president of Zhejiang University, Zhou Fuliang, his former college classmate, over a meal and a few drinks. During the meal, he mentioned copying the New Era’s previous proposal at the Financial Institute, just changing the name of the institute, and Zhou Fuliang agreed immediately.

Dai Chuangxing is a man of integrity, who never asked for anything himself. This was the first time he opened his mouth, and he was determined to find a solution, though he found it a bit strange that his old friend suddenly had a moment of enlightenment.

But this was no big deal.

The digital store business in universities is a pit; no one makes much money. Whoever is assigned to this piece of the pie simply has to accept bad luck. Getting the leader responsible to coordinate is straightforward when other interests aren’t at stake.

Moreover, the proposal is attractive, providing part-time jobs and low-cost computer rentals to underprivileged students for their graduation projects. If done right, it may even enhance one’s political achievements.

This was within Su Zelin’s expectations.

"Those two stores are not a big problem. As far as I know, their business isn’t doing well, and offering a bit more should facilitate a direct acquisition. Baohong, I’m leaving this to you; negotiate with them as soon as possible!"

His tone was calm and unruffled.

As soon as the B-share plan materializes, combined with his father’s promised thirty percent, he will immediately have five hundred thousand after repaying Nanaz and Huang Panpan both principal and interest.

This amount of money in 2001 could indeed support significant undertakings!

Those two shops wouldn’t be more expensive than the one at the Financial Institute before, offering them double the money would surely convince them to transfer! If anyone is truly stubborn, we may as well let it be. Missing out on swallowing these two may slightly reduce the store’s size.

However, they wouldn’t impact my business. Once New Era opens, it will sweep them away, and in no time, they would either close down or actively seek me out for acquisition!

Everything is under control, only the result varies from perfect to slightly flawed.

"Alright, I guarantee to fulfill the task!"

Kang Baohong patted his chest.

If I, the digital store manager, can’t handle such a small case entrusted by the boss, I would indeed be not worth my position.

"Besides, Old Zhou said to go ahead and open the store, and not to worry about anything else."

Dai Chuangxing added.

Leaders are skilled in communication; some matters aren’t placed on the table openly.

The underlying message is, that benefits from him are not needed.

Zhou Fuliang feels that the university’s digital store is inherently a pit, and since it involves an old classmate, if he also asked for a cut, it would appear exploitative, so he directly gave Dai Chuangxing a favor.

Su Zelin wasn’t surprised.

But he has his own considerations.

He can’t let Dai Chuangxing owe such a favor for nothing.

Moreover, considering future networking relationships, he must cut a small piece of this pie to proactively offer to Zhou Fuliang. Besides this, the leader who was initially responsible for the digital realm at Zhejiang University should also receive a little.

Before your digital store succeeds, people might not care much, but once you do succeed, it’s a different story, and someone might regret handing it over so easily.

Even if there’s no significant benefit, this is human nature and psychology.

Once interests are bound together, it’s not just a matter of favor; there can be next collaborations.

If it were merely favors, it would be just a one-time thing, and seeking assistance next time would be difficult. Others are less likely to want to know you.

In the early 21st century, the networking value of a prestigious university president is immeasurable in the future. Such a person’s status is not only high but also unique, and his network consists of significant figures, making it worthwhile to exchange a small piece of pie.

I might even get to know influential figures that ordinary people can never access through him.

Take Dai Chuangxing, for instance; he’s just a vice director at the Financial Institute, and relatively straightforward. His circle is much smaller than other higher-level leaders, yet through him, you can reach someone like Zhou Fuliang.

So, even if Zhou Fuliang doesn’t want it, Su Zelin must find a way to let him have a taste.

This is the strategy of maintaining relationships, where interest-based cooperation is always the best and strongest way to collaborate.

But there’s no rush; this favor can be held for now until New Era opens at Zhejiang University, gains popularity and achievements, and then find the opportunity to reach out to Zhou Fuliang.

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After dining at Dai Chuangxing’s house, Su Zelin took his leave, as he had other commitments that night.

Due to his agreement to perform at the Financial Institute’s May Fourth Cultural Evening, he had to attend the first rehearsal tonight.

He first returned to the dormitory to pick up his cottonwood guitar and then headed to the auditorium, which was the rehearsal venue.

Several people were already there, including key members and officers from the literary and art department of the student union, as well as hosts and performers, although they were all unfamiliar faces.

Just as Su Zelin was looking around, someone tapped his shoulder: "Hey, junior!"