In the evening, Wen Qian also received an email from Xie Kuan.

The warehouse environment described in the email is indeed very good, and there are also several real-life photos taken, which look brand new and clean, as if it had just been built for a few years. The rental price offered by Boss Xie is also very reasonable, with a monthly rent of 15 yuan per square meter.

Calculated based on the practical area of ​​800 square meters of the warehouse, the monthly rent is about 12,000 yuan. It is within the range that Wen Qian can also accept.

What satisfied him most was that the location of this warehouse was very remote, near a mountain village in the western suburbs of Fengjing City. By querying the satellite map of the Internet, the traffic environment there can only be said to be average, with standard asphalt roads, but it does not have buses and the distance is a bit far.

On the phone, Wen Qian also showed his intention to rent, and tentatively lowered the price to 11,000. However, Xie Kuan did not hesitate to agree to this small bargain without even hesitation for a word.

"Sure enough, there's something wrong with it."

Wen Qian did not trust Xie Kuan with confidence. He looked for rental information for local warehouses online, but he did not find a more suitable situation than this warehouse. Either it is too close to the city center and is easy to attract attention, or the warehouse owner does not have all sovereignty and can only rent part of it.

There are also some suitable choices for remote locations and sparsely populated areas. However, the distance is too far away. After the instrument is assembled, you can ignore it if you don’t leave it there. Wen Qianyi also needs to be maintained regularly.

In the end, he still planned to contact Xie Kuan, even though this boss Xie had a bit of a sensation.

But before that, he had to deal with the school matters.

"The third place in the right in the first row, get out of the list! Lead the team to the West District Stadium."

"yes."

Wen Qian also had no expression on his face, walked out of the team, then shouted the slogan "one, two, one" and led the team to the meeting place.

This is the last day of military training and the last task - marching in line from the front of the rostrum in order. After all the teams have finished marching, the school leaders will say a few more words to summarize.

The military training mission is over.

"Finally liberated!" Wang Da made a squeaky expression, then spread his hands and lay directly on the ground, regardless of the sand that would get stained with clothes.

This action has indeed attracted the attention of many girls.

Military training is the most likely time for strange young people to accumulate feelings and bring them closer together. Generally speaking, there are two types of people most popular, one is extroverted, lively and humorous, and the other is excellent in appearance and makes people unable to move their eyes away.

Wang Da is undoubtedly the former.

Wen Qianyi, who sat quietly beside him, was naturally the latter in the eyes of many students in the class.

"We have time to have dinner together in our class tonight, do you have time?" said a tall boy with dark skin.

"Yes, I have!"

"There's so much time, there's no classes in the first week..."

Wen Qian also felt that someone was walking behind him. From the friction sound and frequency between the soles of the shoes and the ground, it can be judged that this is a lightweight girl.

The girl named Zhang Xiaoqian greeted her and looked at Wen Qianyi. She asked expectantly: "Are you going to have a dinner party tonight?"

"Sorry, I'm a little bit important."

Zhang Xiaoqian pursed her lips and smiled, hesitantly said, "Oh, that's it. That... I forgot to bring my campus card. Can you lend it to me? I will definitely pay it back to you tomorrow!"

She didn't say what she wanted to do.

Wen Qian would not refuse such a small request. He nodded, took out his wallet from his pocket, and handed a card to Zhang Xiaoqian.

When opening the wallet, Zhang Xiaoqian accidentally noticed the outermost ABC VIP platinum card, which was very conspicuous.

She was stunned for a moment, and then pretended that she had seen nothing.

"Leave me a phone number - otherwise what if you don't have it?" Zhang Xiaoqian smiled warmly, revealing a pair of dimples, looking very erect as a girl next door.

Wen Qian also nodded, reported a string of numbers, and said, "Is there anything else?" He glanced at his watch. It was two o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still an hour and a half before the agreed time with Xie Kuan.

Zhang Xiaoqian waved her hands repeatedly and said, "No, it's gone."

Just as she was about to continue saying something, she saw Wen Qianyi left the back of her head, asking her to hold all the following words back into her stomach.

Looking at Wen Qianyi's back as he left, Zhang Xiaoqian naturally said to herself: "I really have... personality."

Her roommate Mangying came over, patted Zhang Xiaoqian on the shoulder, and said teasingly, "Has he failed to catch up?"

"Here." Zhang Xiaoqian raised the campus card in her hand like she was showing her trophy.

"Awesome!" Mangying gave a thumbs up. "After that, Wen Qianyi is really cold in character. She doesn't talk much to anyone, she is mysterious and doesn't know what background she is."

Background? Eighty-mostly a rich second generation hidden very deeply.

Zhang Xiaoqian muttered in her heart that she knew the threshold of the bank VIP system and also understood what this means. In fact, an average daily savings of hundreds of thousands are not a big deal, but they are also divided into the hands of a person. It is not common for a person who is so generous to have hundreds of thousands of deposits in college.

She had no special thoughts about money, nor did she have any purpose. Who doesn’t like to chat with handsome guys?

She just thought... Wen Qianyi might be more interesting than she thought.

Zhang Xiaoqian sighed: "This person is really low-key."

...

Wen Qian just felt bored.

He found that there were some obstacles in communication between himself and these freshmen in college. His outlook on life, values, worldview, and three views were inconsistent. The world in their eyes and the life ideals they envisioned were all far from Wen Qianyi's ideas, and even went against the other.

Wen Qian also became increasingly convinced: "Ordinary is the greatest sin."

As these so-called top students have just stepped onto campus, many people have begun to imagine the topic of working and making money to buy a house in the future. They are willing to become part of the society who is following the trend.

Youths don’t need to be judged. Just give them cars, motorcycles, beautiful stars, exciting music, popular clothing, and competitive awareness of their peers.

Wen Qianyi had long been planted with the seeds of ambition by SOM17. He could not be willing to live an ordinary person in any case. Even if he had been free from the help of SOM17, he would not return to his original appearance.

He stopped a taxi on the side of the road.

In the car, call Xie Kuan: "Boss Xie, I'll arrive soon."

"No problem! I'll be waiting for you in the warehouse." Xie Kuan said with a smile on the phone.
Chapter completed!