Half an hour later.
Jiang Ye was sitting on a bench on the first floor of Wanda Plaza, frowning as he studied the Car Rental App, pondering what car to rent, when Station Master Wang Dali's call came roaring in.
"Jiang Ye! You f'ing little brat! Did you have nothing better to do than block a customer's lock?"
Jiang Ye moved the phone away from his ear, waiting for the shouting to subside before lazily replying:
"Station Master, is it about that Watsons order? I didn't block it, I just went to apologize."
"Apologize my ass! Get back here right now! The customer called customer service, said they were just scaring you yesterday, didn't even file a complaint. Don't go looking for trouble! Got it?"
Jiang Ye pursed his lips, humming in his mind.
Of course, he knew they wouldn't dare to actually complain. In their line of work, would they really risk causing trouble for themselves?
This call was probably because he stumbled upon their "work site," making them nervous, fearing he might use it as leverage or cause trouble later, so they preemptively warned and intimidated him.
"Got it, Station Master, I left a long time ago, didn't block her lock. Oh, and I'm taking a day off today, won't be coming to the station."
"You're taking a day off just to block a lock, aren't you? We have a lot of orders today, once you're done showing off, get back here to run orders!"
"I really have something to do today, something serious!"
Wang Dali sounded skeptical, "Oh... alright... just don't harass the customer again! I think she's quite reasonable."
"Yeah, yeah, got it."
Jiang Ye responded perfunctorily and hung up.
Reasonable?
Would she dare not to be reasonable? The leverage was almost crushed in my hands.
Tsk, what a pity I didn't get her WeChat, otherwise, I might have pulled off a classic plot: Miss Lili, you wouldn't want more people to know about your 'work,' would you?
Surely, to keep things quiet, she wouldn't refuse a little "gesture," right?
Stop it! Stay away from trouble! Focus on important matters!
Jiang Ye quickly coughed, shaking off those dangerous thoughts from his mind.
Plan A was a bust, so he could only activate Plan B!
He refocused on the phone screen, carefully filtering through car rental information.
He had 900 yuan on him, with about ten days until the next payday.
The car rental budget could be set at around 800, leaving 100 yuan for emergencies.
Even if Plan B failed today, he could still borrow a hundred or so from a buddy to last until payday.
Hmm...
There were quite a few options for a car at 800 yuan a day.
Mercedes-Benz V-Class, Toyota Alphard, Range Rover, Audi A6... all seemed quite impressive.
However, after scratching his head and pondering for a while, Jiang Ye ultimately chose the BMW 5 Series.
Today's main target group was those gold-digging girls who might be "impressed by power" or "judge by the car," and within the 800 yuan budget, the BMW 5 Series should be quite appealing.
Of course, there was the flashier BMW 4 Series Coupe, but that one had a daily rental of 900 yuan, exceeding the budget, so he had to settle for the next best thing.
After contacting the rental company and confirming he could use Alipay's credit to waive the deposit, he took the subway and then a bus to finally find the rental shop located in the development zone.
The paperwork was done quickly; signing the contract, inspecting the car, and setting up the credit deposit waiver. Before long, Jiang Ye had the keys to a BMW 525Li.
Having sorted out the car rental, he didn't rush into action but drove straight home to catch up on sleep.
Last night, he had brainstormed until the wee hours about the "system's wealth strategy," barely getting any sleep, and now he was so tired his eyelids were drooping.
Rubbing his empty belly, he changed into clothes and shoes with no logos but decent quality, started the BMW again, and headed straight to today's destination—Shengtian Music Academy.
There were endless tantalizing rumors about this school online.
And as someone born and raised in Shengtian, Jiang Ye had heard countless versions growing up.
Perhaps many girls, for various reasons, did end up in luxury cars outside the school.
But surely, many more resisted temptation through their own efforts and eventually graduated on their own merits.
Ultimately, it's all about the choices one makes.
However, one thing is certain: art schools have always been places where beauties gather, and because studying art is often expensive, the proportion of girls driven by family pressure or personal desires to take shortcuts and quickly gain material wealth is indeed slightly higher than in other schools.
Following the strategy he had researched in advance, Jiang Ye parked the car on a side road between the school's West Gate and South Gate.
Right next to it was the entrance to a snack street, bustling with people in the evening, often with fashionably dressed young women passing by.
He found a spot that wasn't too conspicuous but could still be noticed, parked the car, adjusted the seat, put on some soothing music, and began quietly waiting for the "fish" to take the bait.
As the sun set, more and more people passed by.
Many girls glanced curiously at the BMW, occasionally whispering and pointing, but none approached to strike up a conversation.
Jiang Ye felt a bit anxious but restrained himself from rolling down the window to speak first.
If you want a girl to willingly spend money on you, the man must firmly hold the initiative and psychological advantage.
Any sign of eagerness or flattery could easily turn you from a "quality benefactor" into a "foolish sucker" or a "humble simp."
For now, all he could do was wait.