In a study room in the Bo Xue Building on the North Campus of Huagong University of Technology, college students sitting in twos and threes who were reviewing were sitting.
Before the final exam, the library has long been occupied, and only the study rooms in these teaching buildings can still have space.
In a row of seats by the window, two girls were reading and writing quietly.
The girl on the right has delicate features and fair skin, and occasionally reveals a pair of cute little tiger teeth when she sighs casually.
In China Labor University, such girls are already at the level of college beauties.
However, the girl on the left has much prettier features than "Little Huya", especially in her movements, she has a cool and elegant temperament.
The male college students in the study room wanted to take a look but did not dare to look further. They only dared to look at it quietly with their peripheral vision while fetching water or going to the toilet.
This is Mou Jiawen and Song Shiwei.
After the school beauty Song came to China University of Technology at the request of a good friend, she thought she would be like before, listening to an emotional complaint about Huang Baihan.
Unexpectedly, this time, Mou Jiawen just had red eyes and said calmly: "The final exam is coming soon. I can't calm down while reading alone. Let's review together."
Song Shiwei was a little stunned. She could tell what happened, but Xiao Mou was unwilling to say it now, and with Sister Sweet's character, it was impossible to force her to ask.
Song Shiwei didn't bring any textbooks, but she found a notebook and pen and drew up some subtle development plans for the investment company on paper.
The two of them were reading and writing, and the white noise when the tip of the pen touched the paper made Xiao Mou feel like he was back in high school.
At that time, although there were endless questions and English words to memorize, I didn’t seem to have as many worries as I did in college.
Perhaps the biggest worry in college is having to work after graduation.
It's like a huge wave behind a distant mountain. You know that it will definitely hit you and drown you, but because you are blocked by the mountain in front of you, you can still live with peace of mind for a few years.
However, every time I encounter some setbacks in college, whether it is emotional or academic, I feel that the huge wave seems to be closer to me.
"I was so naive in high school, but I actually looked forward to going to college."
Xiao Mou laughed at himself silently, then took a look at Sister Sweet's flawless profile, and put his energy back into review.
Oddly enough, it seems that after people suffer some emotional fluctuations, they either cannot learn at all, or their learning efficiency is extremely high.
The knowledge points that Xiao Mou usually takes two days to memorize were actually completed in one afternoon today.
Watching the evening gradually approaching, the clouds seemed to be kissed by the sunset and suddenly turned into flowers in the sky.
Mou Jiawen couldn't help but stretch. Maybe it was because knowledge had filled up the emotional trauma, and she suddenly didn't feel so sad anymore.
"slight."
Mou Jiawen said: "Let's go have a meal. I didn't even eat lunch, but now I feel like I can eat a cow."
Song Shi slightly raised his head and observed Xiao Mou.
Well, my eyes are no longer so red, and my spirit is no longer so depressed. I will probably open up and tell myself the reason soon.
Sure enough, in the cafeteria, Mou Jiawen said without taking two bites of food: "Wei Wei, I have given up on Huang Baihan."
Song Shiwei's beautiful double eyelids jumped slightly, but she didn't interrupt.
Next, Mou Jiawen told Song Shiwei the whole process.
From yesterday's appointment with Chen Zhu, to today when Huang Baihan saw him at the door of the second cafeteria, he still turned around and left as before.
"Maybe I'm too stubborn. I've worked hard for so long for a love that I don't understand, and I often ask Chen Zhu and you to help me."
Mou Jiawen fiddled with the vegetables on the plate with chopsticks, lowered her head and said, "I'm tired now and don't want to have any more entanglements with Huang Baihan."
"And... studying in the afternoon has made me more fulfilling than ever before!"
Mou Jiawen suddenly raised her chin and said crisply: "So I have decided! Feng Xinsuo loves to indulge in studying, and it is not necessary to have a man in college!"
After listening to his good friend's account, Song Shiwei always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find the reason.
However, I saw Xiao Mou making the decision to "stay away from boys all over the world".
Song Shiwei thought for a while and then advised cautiously: "Maybe there is some misunderstanding. It would be better to talk face to face again."
"No."
Mou Jiawen's head shook like a rattle: "A rotten fruit is actually bad when you take the first bite. I've already eaten several more bites, and it's too late to throw it away now."
"slight."
Xiao Mou said with rare seriousness: "Don't tell Chen Zhu about this. I don't want to trouble Chen Zhu anymore and get involved. Please respect my decision."
Song Shiwei stared at his good friend's face for a moment.
Mou Jiawen faced it calmly without fear.
"good."
Song Shiwei stopped persuading him, lowered his head and ate the food in small bites.
For some reason, Mou Jiawen was not as happy as "getting what she wanted" when she heard that her good friend really no longer tried to persuade her to make peace.
There is even a hint of arrogance deep in my heart: "Why didn't you try to persuade me? I just want to regain some face."
People are like this sometimes. After they say harsh words, the more others persuade them, the more they get the upper hand.
But when others stop trying to persuade me, I feel a sense of loss.
This is not a masochistic tendency, but a manifestation of feelings.
The harder you talk and the more impulsive you act, the more it means you haven’t truly let go.
Here Mou Jiawen said to Song Shiwei in the Huagong No. 1 canteen that there is nothing greater than mourning.
Over there, Huang Baihan stood at the door of the milk tea shop on the second floor of the Huagong No. 2 Canteen, looking at the "Business for Rent" notice hanging above.
Like stores in schools, contracts are basically signed for one year.
At the expiration of one year, stores that make money will choose to renew their contracts, while stores that lose money will naturally terminate their contracts.
It seems that this store called "Ahua Taiwan Milk Tea" should be losing money this year.
In recent years, "Taiwanese pearl milk tea" has just been introduced to the mainland.
This brings not only a sweet and silky delicious taste to mainland young people who have been accustomed to drinking Coke and Sprite, but also a refreshing and refreshing experience.
As a result, it quickly became popular.
Seeing the business opportunities, mainlanders have also followed suit and opened milk tea shops. In order to catch up with this trend, almost all milk tea shops have to carry the "Taiwan Milk Tea" sign.
Even, in order to improve their competitiveness, some businesses frantically declare that "our boss is Taiwanese."
At the most exaggerated time, there were five or six "Taiwanese milk tea" stores on a commercial street within a few hundred meters of a small county town.
Those who don’t know better think that Wanwan has been recaptured, so they came to the mainland to start a business.
The more inferior imitations there are, the less milk tea consumers will pay, and "Taiwan milk tea" is becoming less and less popular in China.
Instead, it has been insisting on the low-cost shaved ice cold drink "Mixue Bingcheng" with saccharin coloring, and is gradually being recognized by more and more college students.
Huang Baihan didn't understand this. He didn't even know that his dog was very lucky because now was the best time to enter the milk tea industry.
In the world of competition, there is no leading industry in the absolute sense. As long as the operation is good, it is not wrong to describe it as "picking up money".
Huang Baihan just wanted to do something to prove himself, but he was unable to handle a big project. It happened that Mou Jiawen handed the milk tea to his "boyfriend", which stung him.
"If I take over this store, neither of them will be able to take a sip of all the milk tea here!"
Huang Baihan thought angrily.
Dahuang or Chen Zhu before his rebirth, they are both honest children in the true sense, and they usually give in when they encounter problems.
But afterwards, I would always imagine some scenes showing my awesomeness to soothe the depression caused by giving in just now.
Therefore, the Ah Q described by the master Lu Xun is not absurd at all.
In the past, Huang Baihan could always hide his depressed state through this kind of behavior.
After all, there is nothing to pay for imagining, and you can also gain emotional satisfaction.
But today, Huang Baihan suddenly woke up:
If you still think in this way when you encounter problems, you may always be as naive as Chen Zhu commented.
Thinking of this, Huang Baihan forced himself to look at the fact that Mou Jiawen had a boyfriend from a mature perspective.
Even if it is against your will.
"Mature and mature..."
Huang Baihan recited it silently in his mind several times, taking on the role of those "upright and upright" male protagonists in TV dramas.
Now that Mou Jiawen has a boyfriend now, as a boy who once liked her, I shouldn't have any hostility or opposition.
You should accept this fact calmly and send your sincere blessings.
I hope she and her new boyfriend will be happy forever...
"Depend on!"
Huang Baihan felt that his chest was about to burst with pain. Why did he become so mature and look so hypocritical?
Just like Chen Zu now.
Huang Baihan shook his head and came to the door of the milk tea shop. It was obviously the prime business time of around 6pm, but the boss was scrolling through his mobile phone boredly.
"Hello."
Huang Baihan said hello.
"Classmate, what kind of milk tea would you like to drink?"
Even if business comes to the door, the boss is too depressed to show any interest.
After all, it will be closed in less than a month. If it weren't for the fear of being scolded by his wife for losing too much money, the boss would want to close the door now and go to the Internet cafe to play "Fantasy Westward Journey".
"I'm not buying milk tea..."
Huang Baihan rolled his throat, which was dry due to nervousness, and said hesitantly: "I want to rent this store and want to know how much the rent is."
When the boss heard that it was not even a business, he casually threw away the spoon that scooped the pearls, and replied indifferently: "You are renting a store and looking for school logistics, what are you doing with me?"
"Oh oh oh..."
After being rejected, Huang Baihan didn't know what to say.
After a while, he could only call Chen Zhu for help.
When Chen Zhu heard that Rhubarb was like an aphrodisiac, he came up with the idea of ​​"opening a milk tea shop" at noon, and he couldn't wait to rent a shop in the evening. He was also surprised.
"You didn't even think of a name, and you're going to open a store now?"
Chen Zhu asked.
"Who said you didn't think about it well?"
Huang Baihan was originally angry and wanted Mou Jiawen to know that he opened this milk tea shop when he saw it, so he planned to call it "Yellow Tea".
"Yellow tea?"
Chen Zhu muttered.
Now Huang Baihan's thoughts have changed a bit, and he also feels that this name is too shameful, so he quickly said: "If it is not suitable, we can still discuss and change it."
"Actually, it's not bad."
Chen Zhu thought for a while and said: "But it's not this [Huang], but that [Emperor]."
"So... call it Imperial Tea?!"
Huang Baihan recited silently for a while. The pinyin was obviously the same, but "Imperial Tea" sounded a little more different than "Yellow Tea".
"It has to be a legacy after starting a business. Any words can be the finishing touch."
Huang Baihan thought secretly.
I had never noticed before that my best friend was so capable.
Or maybe he has always been awesome, but he just ignored it too much before?
However, the name was secondary. The top priority was still to implement the store issues, so Huang Baihan urged Chen Zhu to come over and take a look for himself.
"I'm convinced!"
Chen Zhu had no choice but to express his full support for his best friend's entrepreneurship, so he could only take a ride with Huagong again.
When they arrived at the second floor of the second cafeteria, Huang Baihan pointed at the owner of the milk tea shop and said before he had time to ask about the reconciliation of the young couple:
"It's already on the market for rent. I just wanted to ask about the rent, but I was kicked out."
"Kicked out?"
Chen Zhu looked at the boss who had no fighting spirit and suddenly walked over.
Huang Baihan thought that Chen Zhu would end up like himself.
People who are in business, and they are all men, will they tell the truth just because your boy is more handsome?
However, the ending is so unexpected.
Chen Zhu didn't know what he said to him. The boss who scorned Huang Baihan was strangely enthusiastic towards Chen Zhu.
It is no exaggeration to say that I feel like I am treating my biological father.
Huang Baihan was puzzled. When Chen Zhu came back, he quickly asked the reason.
"Oh, it's not that difficult."
Chen Zhu said disapprovingly: "I said that I also planned to open a milk tea shop, and I planned to recycle all your milk tea making equipment. He originally planned to dispose of it as scrap, but now there are suddenly more people taking over the business, and the losses are much smaller, so naturally he is respectful.
Ask whatever you say."
"Hey, why can't I think of it?"
Huang Baihan patted his head.
It feels like I was doing a geometry problem in high school and couldn't figure it out, so I turned to the back for answers.
I found that as long as I made a simple auxiliary line, the problem would be solved, but I didn't expect it at the time.
In interpersonal communication, excuses for getting involved with strangers are always on the lips, but many people don't know how to use them skillfully.
Chen Zhu didn't know yet that Dahuang was comparing the gap between the two. He continued: "The annual rent of this store is 60,000 yuan. To sign the contract, you need to go to the school's logistics office for detailed discussions."
"Sixty thousand?"
Huang Baihan frowned. His parents should have the money, but he didn't know if they were willing to borrow it.
But not all parents are Uncle Chen and Aunt Mao. When Chen wanted to trade in stocks, his uncle and aunt directly took the money from the college entrance banquet.
"Chen Zhu."
Huang Baihan asked: "Do you think this place can be rented?"
Chen Zhu turned around and looked at his surroundings. Although the food in the second cafeteria was unpalatable, the student base was here after all.
This milk tea shop failed due to poor management and closed down for three reasons.
The first is that it tastes bad.
The second is that the store decoration is relatively lackluster and difficult to attract the attention of college students.
The third is the attitude of service.
As long as these problems are improved, I believe business will not be too bad.
If you can use your brain a little bit, it will not be difficult to become a Huanong and Hua Normal University student in the North Campus of Huagong University of Technology and even spread to the surrounding areas, and become a hit among college students.
"I think it's okay, but..."
Chen Zhu first gave an affirmative answer, and then made another twist: "Finally, I have to remind you that you are embarrassed to even hand out flyers. Selling milk tea is also a welcome and drop-off job. Have you thought about it?"
"Think about it!"
Huang Baihan said without hesitation that at this time he was a bit like Wang Haibin, unable to imagine the hardships of starting a business.
"That's okay!"
Chen Zhu didn't hesitate: "I still say what I said, I absolutely support it, and I will send someone over to guide you."
We have known each other for almost 20 years in our past and present lives. When Chen was asking for capital for stock trading, Dahuang also squeezed out the money by not buying a computer or a mobile phone.
Now that someone wants to start a business, Chen Zhu has to support him even if it's just to repay a favor.
"I'll go back to my parents tonight to discuss it."
Huang Baihan was also very honest: "But 60,000 yuan may be a bit difficult, so you and I can borrow the difference."
"Small problem!"
Chen Zhu agreed immediately and asked in a gossipy way: "Does Xiao Mou know that you want to start a business?"
Huang Baihan's mouth moved and he almost blurted out the words "Is it necessary to report to her?"
But remembering my deep introspection just now, I silently recited two sentences of "mature and mature" again, then abandoned my anger and replied as calmly as possible: "She doesn't know yet."
"Want to give her a surprise?"
Chen Zhu joked with a smile.
The plot he thought was:
They kept it secret in the early days of starting the business. On the opening day, they pulled Xiao Mou over and pointed at the milk tea shop and said: "The emperor of Huang Tea is the Huang of Huang Baihan!"
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Chapter completed!