radicalducati Chapter 20 Don't be a weed rotting in the mud
Chapter 20 Don't be a weed rotting in the mud
Huayu officially launched its after-sales "optimization" service, creating a buzz in Kuala Lumpur.
Colleagues spared no effort in promoting it, making most customers aware that Huayu Digital had a "miracle doctor for mobile phones".
Within two or three days, rumors began to circulate that Nokia smartphones would become smoother after passing through the hands of the "miracle doctor."
No one knows exactly how Ye Chen optimized it; all they know is that when the phone is handed to him and then taken back, a Taskman icon appears on the screen.
His colleagues at the store were also amazed by this. In his spare time, Ye Chen would help them optimize their phones and download some software that required jailbreaking to install.
Even General Manager Liao left his phone for Ye Chen to tinker with, and installed some fancy themes.
As expected, customers of Dadi Digital came to his door one after another, but Ye Chen refused them all without exception.
Three days later, Huayu Digital posted a poster saying that non-customers could come to Huayu Digital for free optimization, but an appointment was required in advance, and there were only a limited number of slots available each day.
That day, a registration desk was set up outside the door, and Lin Feng and Lao Yang were in charge of registration. A long queue formed outside the door, with Zhong Liang and Ye Chen standing at the entrance.
"Brother Chen, your title of 'miracle doctor' is quite interesting," Zhong Liang teased.
Ye Chen's face darkened: "Isn't this all your doing!"
"Then you've really wronged me. This 'miracle doctor' title was created by Lao Yang. He's been reading a really popular novel lately, what's it called again? The All-Powerful Miracle Doctor?" Zhong Liang laughed heartily.
"..." Ye Chen was speechless, looking at the long queue, and thought to himself, this really is a bit like registering for an appointment!
Surprisingly, none of the free optimization slots that Ye Chen received were from DaDi Digital's clients.
Before closing time, the managers held a meeting.
Influenced by Ye Chen, the store has been holding such meetings every night for the past few days, but according to Ye Chen, it is a debriefing meeting.
Zhong Liang said indignantly, "We're going to collect a commission from the repairman tomorrow. These past two days, Ye Chen has been pushing all the hardware problems he found during after-sales service to the repair station. He's made a lot of money."
"Ah Liang, stop fooling around." Old Yang took out the cash register ledger. "Speaking of which, the sales of mobile phone top-ups at the front desk have quadrupled in the past few days, and the sales of memory cards and other spare parts have also increased significantly."
"Yes, even the Nokia counter, which had been closed for more than a month, sold two N73s." Aya's voice was full of joy.
"Yes, General Manager Liao called to praise us," Zhong Liang said. "This is just the beginning; many others are still observing."
"What's Dadi's reaction?" Ye Chen suddenly asked Zhong Liang.
"I didn't pay attention to them," Zhong Liang said arrogantly. "Who would pay attention to a lousy shop like that?"
...Everyone was speechless, then burst into laughter.
Aya laughed and said, "A while ago, I don't know who it was, but they were squatting at the door every day staring at the other side. They almost popped their eyeballs into Dadi's eyes."
"It must be Brother Shen," Zhong Liang said without batting an eye.
"Yes, yes, yes! It's me, it's me, it's me, Little Nezha." Ye Chen rarely joked, then his voice lowered again, "Brother Sheng, you're coming out tomorrow."
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"Yeah, he and Sister Shuang went straight back to Yang City, not back to the shop." Zhong Liang was also a little sad. "Sister Shuang said that neither of them likes the atmosphere of parting, so it's better if they just don't see each other."
Ye Chen lowered his head, and Aya said, "Brother Chen, when you go back to Yang City for the New Year, you can see them, right? After the Spring Festival, I'll come visit you and also see Sister Shuang's baby."
"That's right, let's all get together in Yang City then, and you can show us around Yang City," Old Yang said.
"Okay," Ye Chen said.
When Lin Feng returned to his dormitory, he didn't go to the internet cafe, but sat on his bed waiting for Ye Chen.
"Brother Chen, I think you should mention the matter of promoting Gou Liang to a permanent position to him." Lin Feng said with a serious expression.
Ye Chen said, "No rush, let's talk about it later."
"What do you mean 'not in a hurry'? You should go and bring it up now. If you don't dare to go, I'll go and tell them." Lin Feng suddenly stood up, looking angry.
Aya suddenly appeared at the door. She was leaning against the door, wearing shorts and slippers, her pale legs crossed.
"Ah Feng, don't worry. Liang Ge and President Liao will take care of things for Chen Ge'er," Aya said, helping Ye Chen out of the predicament. "Besides, I'm here for you."
"Yes, you need to be a good sister-in-law." Lin Feng directly shifted the responsibility onto Aya, "You have to be responsible for Brother Chen."
"Huh? Isn't she your sister-in-law?" Aya said half-jokingly.
Raymond Lam said smugly, "Brother Chen is half a year younger than me, haha."
"Ah Feng, don't play matchmaker!" Ye Chen thought of the boy in Aya's phone and tugged at Lin Feng.
Aya was a little confused, but didn't say much. She said calmly, "Ah Feng, if you want to go out and fool around, go ahead, but don't disturb Chen Ge'er's rest. He's been working hard all day."
"Okay, I'm warning you, don't you dare open Brother Chen's door in the middle of the night. Be more restrained!" Lin Feng grabbed a pack of cigarettes from the bedside table, put on his trench coat, and walked out.
"Go on, you should leave now." Aya waved her hand away like she was shooing away a fly, looking disgusted.
Looking at Aya in front of the door, Ye Chen hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
"Just say what you want to say," Aya said, sounding a little angry.
The question that was on the tip of Ye Chen's tongue changed his mind: "Get some rest."
"You should get some rest too." Aya said expressionlessly, then turned and left.
When the night was deep and quiet, Ye Chen still couldn't fall asleep, so he got up, went out, and went up to the rooftop.
He hadn't expected that there was another person who couldn't sleep. Under the dim moonlight, Zhong Liang quietly drank his beer.
"Brother Liang," Ye Chen greeted him.
"Brother Chen, come and have a drink with us!" Zhong Liang waved.
Ye Chen nodded.
"What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?" Zhong Liang pulled the tab on the can and handed it to Ye Chen.
Ye Chen looked somewhat downcast and said, "No."
"Not yet, it's written all over their faces." Zhong Liang glanced at Ye Chen sideways. "No wonder Brother Sheng and his wife left without saying goodbye?"
Ye Chen nodded and then shook his head.
"What good is saying hello? You'll meet a lot of people in your life, and you'll forget a lot of people too." After saying that, Zhong Liang took a sip of his wine and continued, "Even couples who make vows of eternal love can change their minds in an instant."
"..." Ye Chen didn't know how to answer. He was already in a low mood, but Zhong Liang's words made him feel even worse.
"Brother Liang, I'm twenty-four this year. I started working when I was sixteen." Zhong Liang held up a can of soda, as if he wanted to put the liquor into the bright moon. "I've been going around in circles, never really amounting to anything. My sister hates me, and my wife dislikes me."
Ye Chen looked up at Zhong Liang, who was hiding in the shadow of the aluminum can, completely dark, and his expression was unreadable.
"Brother Chen, you're absolutely right about something. We're all like weeds; we have to grow wildly in the cracks to break through the soil and see the sunlight." Zhong Liang's voice trailed off.
Ye Chen replied, "If it doesn't break ground, it will only rot in the mud."
The two seemed to find the topic too heavy, and silently drank their wine without saying another word.