. 1 High School's Party branch secretary. He then saw references to a special feature on Su Cun and Zeng Quanming in the magazine. This made Tian Feng break out into a sweat, especially since Xiao Fei...Chapter Thirty-Nine: A Great House on the Verge of Collapse
"Unwillingly" Fan Qiyi slightly raised his eyebrows. He had thought he had offered generous conditions; the Student Council was an organization many students aspired to join, and being exposed to high-level school administrators would undoubtedly increase a student's connection with the university. This was an incomparable advantage.
Su Cai's contributions to the Student Council in the debate competition could cover up much of the gossip from others recently; there have been internal meetings among the council members discussing whether or not to recruit this student into the Student Council. With such talent as a reserve, the council would certainly enhance its strength and wouldn't need to rely on those arrogant clubs that had previously ignored the Student Council, embarrassing him in the process.
The previous debate competition left Fan Qiyi quite disappointed; he was extremely displeased with the Speech and Debate Club. However, this club received five-star funding from the school under a project-based system... They didn't follow the usual path of the Student Council. This club had tremendous influence within Shanghai universities, organizing inter-school activities on a larger scale than those organized by the Student Council. Since they did not take the Student Council seriously, Fan Qiyi couldn't do anything about it and thus harbored some resentment towards them.
But Su Cai, standing in front of him, explicitly refused his offer to become an assistant director, claiming that he didn’t want to participate in too many activities due to his focus on studies and the numerous courses he had selected.
Fan Qiyi sighed at this, nodding his head. He understood but couldn't let himself lose face; he still needed to say something appropriate: “It's fine. You can think about it again without rushing into a decision. As long as I'm in charge, what I said today will hold true. They all say that the waters here are deep; you'll know once you step into them yourself. Whenever you're ready for some training, just find me. Do you have my number If not, call this one.”
As Fan Qiyi was telling Su Cai his phone number, Su Cai stored it and immediately received a call from Fan Qiyi.
"It's me; what’s up"
Fan Qiyi projected an authoritative air in front of his subordinates.
"There are sponsorship issues What kind of problems have arisen Could it be that negotiations have stalled Is the mall where the electronics store is located going to shut down Has the sponsorship fee become unattainable Are merchants unwilling to invest" Fan Qiyi frowned.
Originally, the Student Council was planning a club festival event, organizing all university clubs through the council for風采展示活動 (a display of their qualities), which would be one of the larger events at Nandaxue近期. Fan Qiyi wanted to use this opportunity to enhance control over the clubs and prevent further instances of non-compliance.
The External Relations Department of the Student Council had been making efforts in all directions for this event, with a sponsorship budget of 60,000 RMB預定好了宣傳口和海報等。如今主要的冠名讚助公司似乎出現了問題，在電腦城的一家公司原本談得還算不錯，針對南大的電腦消費市場也很可觀，現在學生們開始慢慢普及電腦，廣告效益帶動的經濟利益也很大。但是似乎所在商廈東家涉及多項糾葛，集團幾近崩潰，都謠傳著商廈會被分割出去以資抵債，法院的傳票都發了些過來；如今商廈內的商家是人人自危，這種情況下還要讚助學校，自然之前談判的進展，也就斷裂了。
The students in the External Relations Department of the Student Council truly experienced the coldness and warmth of society.
However, there wasn't much serious damage. The shop companies that had set up in the mall were truly becoming ants on a hot pot; once the mall was sealed and shut down, any losses incurred due to this force majeure would be borne by them, possibly affecting their livelihoods. How many lives would change as a result.
But this is reality. College students can only vaguely perceive it through a thin layer of paper. This place has always been an umbrella protecting the people here. They are far from being able to survive in society and rise up against fierce competition.
Seeing Fan Qiyi handling things behind the wheel, Su Can didn't linger long. It was their first time skipping class together at university; it turned out well.
The two of them returned to a food stall in the campus for something to eat and satisfied their hunger. Eating with Tang Wu in school was a private enjoyment just between the two of them. Back in the dorm, Su Can bought an evening newspaper as usual, along with some economic publications in Shanghai circles, serving as spiritual nourishment.
When he felt like it, he might go to the small store and buy some salted soybeans or peanuts to share with everyone.
This life flowed quietly. The school had a fragrance of grass and beautiful girls, along with towering Chinese parasol trees. There were clusters of friends, and every day saw different people walking towards various teaching buildings and laboratories in different directions.
Su Can's computer occasionally received packages sent by Zack, containing increasingly complex items like graphs and growth reports showing the development of Facebook across America in terms of members, server load peaks, etc.
Zack mentioned that he was starting to take Su Can’s advice and head west for a chance at fortune. There, through certain channels, he had an opportunity to face-to-face negotiate with investors.
When the website reached a certain bottleneck period without investment from venture capitalists, it would be hard to continue expanding. At present, Facebook's valuation was not clear; just recently, a company in the east wanted to use $2 million to acquire a stake. When Zack asked Su Can about this, Su Can indicated refusal. Then Zack laughed and said, "Su Can, we always agree on these matters. I also believe that."
Su Can thought he only had an advantage due to his second chance at life. Selling out now at this price would be like selling it cheaply; that would be a loss akin to cutting flesh. There was still tremendous room for further development in the future.
Microsoft, Larry Ellison, Li Ka-shing—none of these big players had entered the game yet. It wasn’t enough to make things large-scale yet. Only when all these companies and giants were involved could this giant ship integrating various investors, known as the "network effect," gradually take shape into a billionaire-making machine.
Now that Shushan Stationery's national distribution channels had been set up, Su Can was at ease with it. He started paying attention to Lin Guangdong’s fashion magazine launch issue, which would soon be available in all major newspaper and magazine stalls across the country after polishing. This didn’t disappoint him for having run so many galas; from a small teacher to a social celebrity, Lin Guangdong's fundamental fate had changed.
Thinking about being able to buy his own "Fashion Culture" on campus magazines and publications stall gave Su Can a sense of achievement. He was quite looking forward to seeing if the first issue would meet his expectations.
The eye's narrowest part is the pupil, which just now started to look at novels slightly concave in shape.
I brewed a cup of tea and sat on the balcony with a standing fan blowing beside me. In such sultry weather, it stirred up a cool breeze.
Looking at the slow-moving clouds under the azure sky above, inhaling the aroma of the tea, with soothing music playing from the notebook computer next to him, maybe by Secret Garden or Shigeichi Yoshimura's Fūsei Hana no Kigen, or Maxim's Exodus, all could calm Su Cen's mind and let him delve deeper into profound thoughts.
The incoming call on his mobile was from Lin Guangdong. He answered the phone.
"The preparations for the first issue are almost complete. People in Beijing and Shanghai have already received news; many are looking forward to our magazine's debut, curious about what it will be like. I suspect that many of them view us with prejudice."
Su Cen laughed, "You're too active."
"I can't help it. At the Western Media Conference, people from our group were overly lauded. The big boss in the newspaper industry doesn’t know how to be modest and reserved; he has some ambition and declared that we must spread magazines nationwide as quickly as possible, establishing influence and a strong presence. Our initial print run is 50,000 copies—we’re going all out! Advertisers and sponsors find this inspiring but impractical. Indeed, every magazine needs to build momentum to develop, but starting off with such grandeur without sufficient distribution channels leaves the Beijing-Shanghai media circle waiting for a joke. Now we're in a tricky situation; I personally approve every page, making the first issue crucial. I even doubt my own capabilities and whether I can manage it after scaling up.
"I'll say this: This field seems somewhat pathological—self-obsessed with many issues of sexual orientation, more narcissistic than stars, sometimes driving me to exasperation."
Before the battle has even begun, a key figure is already experiencing doubts; that's not right.
Su Cen thought for a moment and said, "It’s just a difference in life attitudes. Our magazine needs to embody the spirit of its founder. You should convey your thoughts and intentions—being Lin Guangdong, we aim to promote tough-mindedness, reject pseudo-femininity, and sweep through fashion with an iron fist."
"Pseudo-femininity" Lin Guangdong was initially stunned but then quickly understood, responding with a light laugh. "That's quite pointed language.
Su Cen felt somewhat embarrassed and continued, "So publishing a magazine is essentially about creating a life attitude. Your attitude will indirectly influence countless people in the future; it’s crucial, Old Lin. A passionate person like Baron Montesquieu can write extensively on 'The Spirit of Magazines.' Our goal for this publication is to enrich spiritually those who are materially well-off, fostering some small culture instead of spending money frivolously in high-end bars or clubs. We can also refine one's ideals and aspirations. Of course, I’m just talking off the cuff; I don’t have such lofty ambitions myself, so if you do, that’s even better."
Lin Guangdong was an upright person who found Su Cen’s words insightful after deep consideration, giving him a clearer direction. He had become accustomed to this young man from Nan University being anything but conventional; Nan University would continue to endure his mischief.
The way Lin Guangdong could tolerate phrases like “Only those pursuing ideals and freedom have passion—the original purpose of magazine creation—so that should also be our aim” made Su Cen feel somewhat unusual given the stark contrast in their roles.
In truth, Su Cen was merely stating a fact, but his unique position made Lin Guangdong feel this way, which wasn't surprising.
"After all, the magazine's license number belongs to state-owned assets. We need to generate profits through our brand, and the brand naturally belongs to the magazine's publication house. Therefore, for us founders, property rights risks are unavoidable. Based on this, we have taken certain measures. We細分了廣告和價值用戶群，廣告商和用戶的數據資料都在我們手上。掌握了這些資源，我們就處於有利地位，並可以應對來自高層的風險。”
Su Cen nodded in agreement and said, "That's probably the case. However, the danger of an internal threat is not very high."
When Lin Guangdun initially established the magazine, he decisively eliminated some useless personnel from the previous publication house. There were only about twenty-five people left at the main headquarters. The ones who were dismissed might have had some background or connections. If one day they see the magazine growing strong and becoming a force to be reckoned with, these individuals might become envious and try to sabotage things behind the scenes.
What Su Cen most wanted to avoid was the situation where the magazine believed it could operate independently, leading to the revocation of its license number and a proposal for single-handed operation by the group publication house. This would signal the end of the honeymoon period.
Therefore, as long as they controlled strategic resources such as customer data and advertiser information, there was no need to panic or fear betrayal from behind. Without these things, it meant having to start over from scratch, a situation that nobody wanted to face.
This was like engaging in nuclear warfare in the real world.
Of course, this was only in case of an internal threat. As long as Wang Bo remained in charge within the province and continued to support Su Cen, these issues wouldn't exist.
After discussing a few details about the first issue of the magazine with Lin Guangdun and summarizing some experiences from his past memories, he hung up the phone.
While flipping through a book on the table casually, Su Cen saw a financial report titled "Tang Enterprises Takes Over Donglin Group; Former Owners' Malfeasance Exposed; Debt Issues Severe, Building Crumbling!"
Tang Enterprises... Tang Enterprises...
Su Cen thought to himself: Why does this name sound so familiar
After careful consideration, he quickly jumped up from his chair and flipped through his contact book. From the narrow space between pages, he retrieved a business card that Li Lan, the assistant vice president of Tang Fù's father, had given him during their last meal together. The card read, "Tang Enterprises, Vice President, Li Lan."
What was going on
Could it be that Tang Wǔ's father faced repercussions due to his decision to take over Donglin Group
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