57. Enter the booming industry

Mr. Lu, the experienced driver, sped along National Avenue and dropped the two back at the university.

Upon returning to the dorm, Lu Jincheng first tackled the task assigned to him by the counselor, asking in the class group chat,

"Is there anyone interested in participating in the freshmen evening party? If you'd like to sign up, please fill out the registration form."

Most class monitors would photocopy dozens of forms and distribute them to their classmates.

Lu Jincheng, who hated clerical work, simply threw a digital copy into the group chat, letting anyone interested print it themselves.

As he had expected, the response in the group chat was sparse.

He leaned back in his chair, legs propped up on the table in the least taxing position for his waist, his hand moving the mouse back and forth.

While chatting with the girls, he searched for something on the browser.

The browser's search bar boldly displayed four characters, "Jiangnan Garden."