Financial freedom starts with the pursuit of a cool female doctor

Chapter 92 I'm a respectable person
Although I came back to the school a few days ago to use it as teaching aids for Bai Wei.

But that time it was too early, around 7 a.m., and we went to the nearby Shenzhen University School of Medicine, not the campus we're going to now.

So returning to school after so long still evoked a strange yet familiar feeling.

It's important to know that apart from the hardworking college students who have to get up at 8 a.m. and people who need to go to the library to prepare for exams, basically no one gets up that early.

So there weren't many people at the school gate at the time, it was quiet, and even if you drove into the campus, the road was basically unobstructed.

But things are different now; it's almost time for the last class of the afternoon to end.

There are plenty of students leaving the school gates to eat, play, and prepare for the nightlife.

Watching a group of energetic young men and women walk out of the school gate, Zhuo Tong's mind was flooded with memories.

There was a time when I was just like them, living a carefree life every day.

Young people are full of vigor and vitality, like the sun at eight or nine in the morning.

Every day, all I need to think about is whether I have class tomorrow, what time and where the class is, and what to eat for lunch and dinner.

They never worried about money, and they couldn't imagine that in just a few short years, they would have been beaten down by society to this state.

However, if a man wearing sunglasses were standing in front of you now, with a different colored pill in each of his palms...

The red pill allows you to go back to when you first entered university, while choosing the blue pill allows you to continue living your current life.

Zhuo Tong would definitely choose the blue pill without hesitation.

This question is similar to choosing between 100 million yuan and attending Tsinghua University.

Having 100 million yuan still makes it very possible to get into Tsinghua University, for example, by donating a building or something.

After all, it only states in principle that arrangements cannot be made directly, but it doesn't say that arrangements are impossible.

Even if you get into Tsinghua University, you might not be able to earn 100 million yuan in your lifetime.

Otherwise, the Hurun Rich List could simply set up a station at the entrance of Tsinghua University, record the names of every student entering and leaving, and rank them directly.

I live a carefree life now, and although there are regrets, it's much better than before.

The car slowly came to a stop on the side of the road.

"Boss, we've arrived at Weiyi Gate. Would you like to wait in the car or...?"

Qi Shuangxue didn't finish her sentence because the answer to the question was obvious.

"Let's just wait in the car, it's too sunny outside."

It's mid-May, and the sun is at its most intense around 5 pm. Zhuo Tong doesn't want to be foolish enough to get out of the car and wait outside in the sun.

Even though the Weiyi Gate faces east, the sun is still too bright, and most students squint or shield their eyes with their hands.

Some girls who are careful about sun protection simply use umbrellas.

The car seats are soft and have massage functions, and with the air conditioning on, it's very relaxing.

Isn't this much more comfortable than being outside?

Zhuo Tong planned to rest quietly in the car for a while, and took the opportunity to open Douyin and register a new account.

This account will be used for operation and building a fan base.

The account I was using before will now be a private personal account, used to read financial news and current events.

As for borderline videos and female live streamers, I will never watch them unless recommended by the system.

I'm a very upright person, so upright that it's almost wicked.

It's better to keep the two accounts separate. After all, Zhuo Tong doesn't want to be bombarded with private messages and comments the moment he opens his phone to look at beautiful women... oops, financial news.

"Assistant Qi, I want to register a personal Douyin account. I plan to post some videos in the future. What do you think is a good name for it?" Zhuo Tong is terrible at naming things. When he used to play online games, he would just copy other people's IDs.

"Um……"

Qi Shuangxue pinched her chin, deep in thought, then opened her phone and began browsing her following list.

"My suggestion is to name the video based on its style, persona, or gimmick, or you can combine it with your real name."

"Makes sense."

On second thought, it seems that most bloggers name themselves this way.

Zhuo Tong didn't hesitate much and immediately decided on the username—

Mu Tong, who is averse to beautiful women

"Well, not bad, not bad."

Zhuo Tong was very satisfied with the name.

"Assistant Qi, scan the QR code to follow me. You're my first fan."

"Good boss."

Overwhelmed with gratitude, Qi Shuangxue didn't hesitate for a moment and quickly scanned the QR code:
"Mu Tong, who is indifferent to beautiful women?"

"That's right, that's it. What do you think of the name?"

"Uh...good name! Concise and clear, highlights the character, and also incorporates the real name, very good."

After a barrage of flattery, Zhuo Tong didn't feel smug at all; instead, she rolled her eyes at her.
"Tell the truth. If you try anything funny with the boss, I'll dock your pay if you keep talking nonsense."

"No, boss!"

Qi Shuangxue was so aggrieved she almost cried, so she quickly changed her words:
"The name is alright, just a bit plain, but it's usable."

"It works? If it works, then this is it."

Zhuo Tong clicked "OK" directly.

I'm just using it to complete a system task; I don't really intend to operate it long-term or become an internet celebrity. As long as the name works, it's fine.

If all else fails, just buy a million followers; it won't cost much.

Anyway, the rewards given by the system are definitely more cost-effective than the money spent on buying followers, right?
Otherwise, where do those bloggers with millions or tens of millions of followers come from, whose videos only get a few hundred likes?
The moment this thought crossed Zhuo Tong's mind, a system notification appeared:

[Note: Purchased followers will not count towards the task progress; only organic growth will count. However, purchasing traffic and other promotional methods are not restricted.]

Batman never needs propaganda; his actual crime-fighting actions are the fundamental reason he's popular.

Looking at the system notification, Zhuo Tong was speechless:

"Tsk... I didn't expect the system to have limitations. But that's fine too. Only fans attracted by your own genuine talent are meaningful. Fans bought are just numbers. They're useless except for making you look impressive."

Zhuo Tong was just thinking about it casually; he didn't actually intend to buy fans.

After all, there would be no sense of accomplishment that way.

Qi Shuangxue turned around in her seat, knelt on the cushion, placed her hands on the driver's seat, tilted her cute little head, and looked at Zhuo Tong curiously:

"Boss, I've already followed you. What kind of blogger are you planning to be?"

"I haven't decided yet. Assistant Qi, do you have any suggestions?"

"As for me... I think the boss has money, so he can go on a tourism route, a store visit route, or hire a team to film short videos."

"Or we could simply film the company's entrepreneurial journey under its own name and use it to promote and advertise the company's business, what do you think?"

(End of this chapter)