"A good thing? You call someone setting a 'trap' for me, making me go ask Jiang Yu for a private room, a good thing?"

Xiong Bingsheng was baffled, almost laughing out loud in anger at Niu Wenlin's words. He leaned back in his chair and said,

"Come on, Lao Niu, explain this to me!"

"Hah, calling you a big dumb bear and you still act all proud!"

On the other end of the phone, Niu Wenlin laughed and asked leisurely,

"Think it over with your wooden head, why did Vice Principal He call you and not someone else?

Is it because he knows you better?

Isn't it because he values your good relationship with Jiang Yu and the significant role you played in the founding of the Seventh Dining Hall?

In such a big university, who else but you can get a private room from Jiang Yu?"

Xiong Bingsheng pondered Niu Wenlin's words and realized that he was actually making some sense.

In such a big school, it really seemed like he was the closest to Jiang Yu.

But being close to Jiang Yu shouldn't be a reason for others to exploit it!

Before he could decide what to say, Niu Wenlin continued over the phone:

"Surely you don't still see Jiang Yu as just a student, or his Seventh Dining Hall as merely a simple student dining hall?

Jiang Yu is no longer the same person who sold dumplings at Second Dining Hall six months ago, and his Seventh Dining Hall is not the same as last year's either.

Just go online and you'll see how famous the Seventh Dining Hall has become.

There are even people who first heard about the Seventh Dining Hall before they realized there's a Jiangzhou University in Huaxia.

Honestly, Jiang Yu and his Seventh Dining Hall are now practically the treasures our university holds dear, too precious to lose.

Now, think about it again, you're the one in the school who has the best relationship with Jiang Yu and the Seventh Dining Hall, what are your thoughts?"

This last question made Xiong Bingsheng's heart skip a couple of beats heavily.

How could Xiong Bingsheng not know what Niu Wenlin said before?

As someone who cares the most about the Seventh Dining Hall, he was always keeping an eye on it, but he never put these things together and thought deeply about it until now.

Now with Niu Wenlin's words, he finally realized that his relationship with Jiang Yu seemed to have become his most boast-worthy "asset."

Even the school's leadership must respect the precious gem who maintained a good personal relationship with him.

Damn!

What the hell?!

Just thinking about it made Xiong Bingsheng feel a little dizzy. Damn, this is really overwhelming!

More head-spinning than downing three cups of 65-degree Erguotou!

"I don't need to say more, do I?"

After saying a lot, Niu Wenlin gulped down several large sips of water, then chuckled.

"This matter is really your fault for being too anxious, always getting stuck when faced with an issue, without considering it from another perspective.

Why didn't Vice Principal He directly order you to get a private room, but instead beat around the bush?

Isn't it to save your face and to spare you the embarrassment if you really couldn't get it?

To put it bluntly, he's a vice principal, and you're just a deputy director, why should he care about your face?

Isn't it because you're the one with the best relationship with Jiang Yu?

Moreover, he's not discarding you after using you, you're also invited to this private gathering!

You're not just helping him get the private room at Room 7, you're actually helping yourself, giving you the opportunity to network with a bunch of people too!

Also, no matter how fierce the competition for this private room is, how do you know you can't get it if you haven't even asked?"

Xiong Bingsheng frowned tightly, having once questioned these very issues posed by Niu Wenlin.

Even if Vice Principal He directly called him, asking to book a private room at Room 7, he might find it hard to refuse.

Then why did he have to go to such lengths to circle around the matter?

He pondered for a long time, concluding that Vice Principal He might have been embarrassed.

But upon reassessing alongside Niu Wenlin's analysis, his thoughts seemed rather naive!

A vice principal, having experienced all sorts of things, if he indeed needed a subordinate to handle something, why would he need to be polite?

He'd give a direct order, at most say a simple thank you, what's there to be embarrassed about?

Silently mocking himself, he hadn't realized his ideas were still this simplistic despite being a deputy director for student affairs for so long. No wonder he hasn't progressed all these years, remaining stuck in the same place.

With such an alarming IQ, having a watch should be considered lucky, why would he need a bicycle?

Aren't you afraid of being completely tricked?

At this moment, hearing Niu Wenlin blame him again for "not even asking," he couldn't help but ask,

"Are you saying I should just go directly to Jiang Yu?"

"What else? Are you planning to go roundabout to find him?"

Niu Wenlin was almost amused and said,

"You need to use your wooden head a bit. Don't just sit in the office all day dealing with trivial matters, otherwise, you'll end up being really dumb one day!

Think about it, Seventh Dining Hall has eight private rooms, why does Jiang Yu only book out four rooms for each meal?

What's the point of leaving the other four rooms? Why spend so much money renovating them just for show?"

Niu Wenlin's words made Xiong Bingsheng feel a bit embarrassed, and he awkwardly said:

"Well... I really didn't notice, and I haven't been to his second floor, so how would I know the specifics?"

"Alright, alright, I won't bother saying much more, think about why yourself."

On the other end of the call, Niu Wenlin's tone sounded a bit exhausted, probably tired from analyzing so much for Xiong Bingsheng all at once.

Plus, Xiong Bingsheng had too much of a scholarly air.

After graduating from university, he started working at Jiang University, dealing with student-related matters and often had a very naive way of thinking. It's quite tiring explaining these things to him.

After a pause, he continued,

"Whether you understand it or not, you need to go find Jiang Yu and handle the matter over there first. Don't worry, Jiang Yu is much smarter than you.

Alright, I won't say much more, it's useless to say more, you'll still be just as clueless the next time you encounter an issue.

I'm hanging up, hanging up, alright. Let's have a drink sometime when we're free!"

After hanging up the phone, Xiong Bingsheng sat in the chair with a frowning expression, maintaining a fixed position without moving, lost in thought.

After quite a while, he suddenly stood up from the chair, not bothered with tidying the scattered documents on the desk, went to the cabinet, took his coat from the hanger, and hurriedly went downstairs.

...

Xiong Bingsheng was scratching his head over the private room issue.

Meanwhile, in a QQ group named "Sharing Private Room Alliance," a group of Jiang University Students who previously had no interactions were gathered together over the private room matter.

Although the QQ group was established only two or three days ago, it already had twenty or thirty members, and every day there were several people applying to join.

However, the group owner "Little Foodie" obviously had requirements for group members, such as being an enrolled student at Jiang University, thus new members needed to reveal their identity immediately by posting a photo of their student ID, which was the most direct method.

Over the past few days, many students from nearby universities wanted to sneak in, and there were also social figures from outside the campus, all of whom were "caught" and removed immediately upon entering the group.

Because they weren't Jiang University Students, where would they get a Jiang University student ID?

Getting a fake ID is easy, but there's no time to make one right away!

Thus, after "Little Foodie's" repeated requests for photos to no avail, "Little Foodie" didn't hesitate to directly kick these people out.

The remaining twenty-odd members were undoubtedly all Jiang University Students, ranging from freshmen to juniors, with both male and female students, although there were clearly more males.

It's not because there are fewer female foodies, on the contrary, nine out of ten girls are foodies, and the remaining one just ate her fill.

However, most girls don't like to expose their foodie nature, and besides, they're often dieting.

How would they openly join a group for sharing private room dining? If anyone found out, how would their genteel ladylike image hold up?

Therefore, although there are few girls who openly join the group, each of them is confident enough not to care about others' views, and it's commendable.

At this moment, although it's not yet dinner time, the "Sharing Private Room Alliance" QQ group is still full of active discussions, with comments constantly popping up in the chat interface, making it hard to keep up.

Among the chatter, a group member nicknamed "Destined to Eat Well" suddenly posed a question:

"Guys, we now have more than twenty people in the group, one private room won't fit everyone. If we get a private room, who gets to go?"

Another user named "Food Club" sent a thumbs-up emoji:

"Good question! Although we haven't secured a private room yet, this issue does exist, and we should discuss it.

Since everyone joined the group, they're surely keen on dining at Seventh Dining Hall. If given the chance, no one would willingly forfeit, unless the reserved time coincides with something urgent, but that's a rare occurrence."

As soon as this message was sent, people started suggesting solutions:

"That's easy, once the reservation is secured, the group owner sends out a lucky money packet for ten people to grab, whoever gets it goes!"

"I think a signup method with first-come, first-serve is more suitable."

"Haha, you all are overlooking the thoughts of the person who booked the room, why can't that person decide the invitees?"

"Whoever books the room forms the group? Then what's the point of even creating this group? Might as well disband it!

Who has such bad luck to book a room and not find a few friends to eat with, and have to pick from a bunch of strangers?"

"..."

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