You call this entrepreneurship?

Chapter 70 Urban Legend
Tom excitedly approved Jennifer's application and opened the private message on the site to say hello.

But as soon as he entered a letter, Tom deleted it again. He hesitated for a long time and still didn't know what to write.

After all, I am not familiar with the other party. Will greeting him hastily cause displeasure to the other party?

Did the other party make a mistake in adding me as a friend?

When Tom was in a daze, Jennifer suddenly sent him a private message.

"Hi there, handsome guy."

Tom's blood surged all over his body, and he looked at the content of the text message in disbelief.

She actually called me handsome guy? !

Tom quickly said "Hi" as a greeting.

Jennifer: "Hello, handsome man. Can you do me a favor? Like my photo. If you have time, leave a message. Please."

Tom quickly replied: "No problem."

Returning to Jennifer's photo album, he liked every photo and posted, "You are so beautiful."

Jennifer quickly replied, "Thank you for the compliment, my handsome boy Tom."

Damn Fuck!

Tom screamed and pumped his fists in the air several times. He was so excited, and a feeling of happiness that he had never experienced before surrounded him.

This was the first time that a female classmate took the initiative to talk to him, even though it was online.

Tom excitedly began to browse Jennifer's homepage, carefully looking at every dynamic message, every photo, and even every friend.

Greedily searching for every bit of information about Jennifer, trying hard to analyze and figure out everything about Jennifer.

What should I do now?
Do you want to send another message?

Wouldn't that be too presumptuous?

Damn it, Morgan found out about Jennifer.

He showed up on Jennifer's visitor log. What did he want to do?
Luckily, Jennifer doesn't have any of his besties.

What if Jennifer adds him as a friend? This damn Morgan is a scumbag and Jennifer cannot have contact with him.

When Tom was worrying about gains and losses, Jennifer suddenly left him a message again, "Where are your photos? Why didn't you send them?"

Tom: "Sorry, I just registered today, and I don't really like posting photos of myself."

Jennifer: "That's a shame, I still want to see what you look like."

Tom: "Nothing to look at. I'm a little fat guy."

Jennifer: "Just send me one, let me see what you look like. You have seen my photo, but I haven't seen yours. It's so unfair."

Tom looked at Jennifer's message and felt a sense of panic in his heart.

Do you want to upload photos yourself?
What if Jennifer found out she was fat?
Will you dislike me?

When Tom, who had low self-esteem and was sensitive, was struggling fiercely in his heart, Jennifer's next message completely shattered his hesitation.

Jennifer: “Hey, little Tom, how about you send me a picture and I’ll grant you a request?”

Buy it!
The enthusiastic Tom immediately found a photo of himself on the computer and clicked to upload it!
But after posting it, he regretted it and hesitated whether to delete it.

Then Tom discovered that Morgan had visited his homepage and left a message under his photo.

"What a fat pig."

Sour radish bichi!
Tom pounded the desktop keyboard angrily, his whole body shaking with anger, Morgan was too much.

Before he could think of how to fight back, what happened next left him stunned.

Jennifer tweeted back directly under Morgan, "Get off you bitch! You filthy bastard."

Then Jennifer left another message, "You are so handsome little Tom. Today is the weekend. Do you want to have dinner together?"

Tom's brain was deprived of oxygen for a moment, and he was stunned.

……evening.

A commercial vehicle slowly stopped at the entrance of an Italian restaurant near the university. The driver turned off the car and took out a mobile phone from his pocket.

"Take it."

Rachel, who was holding a small mirror to touch up her makeup in the back seat, glanced at her and said, "What are you doing with this?"

"Keep talking on your cell phone after you get in." The driver warned seriously, "I want to know your situation at any time."

"Fake!" Rachel rolled her eyes, "Are you a pervert? Or do you like to eavesdrop on me going to bed?"

The driver said coldly: "I don't like doing this kind of thing. You are enjoying the food inside, and I am going to sit in this car and wait. I might have to wait for you all night."

"But as the company's designated driver and bodyguard, you must listen to me honestly, or I will cancel this appointment for you."

"Now you have a choice, either you go in with the phone or I call the boss."

Rachel cursed and snatched the phone from the driver's hand without hesitation.

"Don't you think I can't deal with an otaku? That's outrageous."

"I've seen more perverts than your customers, especially the nerds you mentioned." The driver said coldly, "Stop talking nonsense and call me if you need anything."

Although reluctant, Rachel accepted the driver's arrangement.

After a week of hard work, I got a date with such a customer.

Damn it, after all, two thousand dollars in mental damages is not that easy to earn.

After hiding her cell phone, Rachel got out of the car and straightened her clothes. Then she showed a professional smile and walked towards Tom with her sexy and hot figure.

And Tom had fallen into a sluggish state at this time.

After a night.

When Tom opened his eyes from the bed, Jennifer had already left.

Looking at the messy dormitory, Tom was still a little dazed, feeling like everything was in a dream.

Yesterday, the two of them not only had dinner, but also went back to the dormitory to party with beer.

Not only that, Jennifer also took over his account and uploaded photos of the two kissing sideways in his photo album.

Everything is so beautiful.

Damn it, I forgot to leave Jennifer’s phone number yesterday.

Fortunately, I have her Facebook friends.

Tom immediately got up and turned on the computer. He was shocked as soon as he logged into Facebook.

His message list is already full, with more than hundreds of people leaving comments on his photo album.

People kept sending requests to add friends, including Megan, whom he liked before.

Especially the photo of him and Jennifer kissing, countless people sent all kinds of envious and jealous messages.

Among them was Morgan, whom he hated the most. He was so jealous that he kept leaving abusive messages.

But Tom no longer cares about the clown.

The world on Facebook is so beautiful.

……

Just as Tom was sighing, his Jennifer was accepting a new task.

Qin Shaoyan threw a stack of information in front of Rachel, "Don't use Jennifer's account anymore. This is your new identity."

"Walterfuck?!" Rachel looked confused. "I've been working hard for a week, and I'm about to become a popular star in the school. Why don't you give it up?"

"Those popularity numbers are just false data. You can get as much as you want." Qin Shaoyan said lightly, "MIT's mission has been completed. Next, you should go to Harvard."

"Fred, give MIT a ranking function and add the data of Megan."

(End of this chapter)