In fact, Song Qingyun is a lesson for Shi Jianren, and it is a lesson for Geng Haiyan. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This noble son from a wealthy family can obviously get what he wants very easily from his parents, and he has always enjoyed life without much effort.

But as he grows older, his appetite is getting bigger and bigger, at least from the words that Shi Jianren heard, the science and technology cultural industrial park project covering an area of thousands of acres, with an investment budget of hundreds of millions of yuan, is completely a bunch of non-professionals talking nonsense to cobble together the intention to share food, the purpose is how to make benefits under this banner, not to build this industrial park, it is strange that it can be done well, such a bottomless pit will sooner or later one day drag down his father, who was not very general-minded, in fact, if this noble son suffers a little setback in the early stage, there are some twists and turns in growth, maybe the direction of the situation will change。

So now Shi Jianren knows very well what kind of situation he wants to give Geng Haiyan.

Because there was no enthusiasm to flatter and beg, the "young calligrapher" who also played a certain role in the fight for this project did not get any substantial benefits, and in the end, it was Uncle Zhong who politely sent Shi Jianren out of the bar and sent him to the car, because Song Qingyun had been surrounded by a large number of young men and women like the moon, and Shi Jianren also noticed that there were several of his closest female companions, and whether Sister Jiang could get the new car she liked was still two words.

Uncle Zhong also meticulously helped Shi Jianren open the car door, so he also received Xiao Buyi's heartfelt thanks.

Back to the street of the Academy of Fine Arts It was already night, the luxury van gently slid and stopped on the side of the road, it was obvious that the Haiyan milk tea shop was full of people, only Zhao Qian reluctantly held a paint plate on the wall and painted the wall with a brush, maybe compared to spending money to redecorate, let the Academy of Fine Arts students use their expertise to paint the simple and dry white wall, it is the most cost-effective way, but I don't know if this bad idea is the female student volunteering or Geng Meizi's illness and rushing to the doctor.

Such a feature is called style when there are no competitors, but when there are two other neat and bright contrasts, it makes it ...... Well, after all, the bubble tea shop is a catering industry, and Zhao Qian's paintings obviously do not produce any hygienic feeling, and even have the opposite effect!

Just like Xiang Shi Jianren joked with Wang Runan before, the students of the Academy of Fine Arts really looked a little dirty.

At this time, the female student who was also covered in paint seemed to feel the eyes from the outside, and turned around in a slight panic, and saw the young man in the driver's seat under the street lamp, and of course saw the gaze that had been locked on her, and jumped off the ladder like a frightened rabbit, brushed her hair and stood behind the counter, and touched the hem of her clothes before she reluctantly turned around and said hello: "Hello......"

Shi Jianren's gaze had actually penetrated the storefront, scattered and unfocused, and his mind was circling when he should have a showdown with Geng Meizi, Zhao Qian thought he was stunned, and shouted again with a red face, and Shi Jianren, who was leaning against the car window, reacted, and said a little dazedly: "Have you eaten?"

Zhao Qian was about to shake her head, but when she heard a rumbling sound, her face turned even redder, and the long braids on her shoulders immediately swayed.

Shi Jian Ren knew that the shy female student was hungry just by observing her words and looks: "Okay, I'll go find Sister Geng, she's still over there, right?"

That's right, Geng Haiyan pushed the cart tirelessly to set up a stall outside the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts, since Shi Jianren mentioned to her that she wanted to open source, thinking about it, she would only act according to the previous experience trajectory of selling breakfast.

Shi Jianren didn't drive over domineeringly, he stopped at the door of the bubble tea shop, and walked over slowly, but he didn't notice that Zhao Qian frowned and leaned out to look at his back.

After nine o'clock in the evening, the two milk tea shops with good business were already cleaning and preparing to close, and Geng Meizi's stainless steel vending car was still parked outside the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts, trying to line up outside the stalls of the night market, closer to the gate, but there were still very few students who came and went to buy milk tea by the vending car.

At the same price, the brightly lit exquisite shop conveys a sense of product value far beyond such a trolley sales, even if the products are brewed out of the same bagged raw materials, with contrast, it is difficult for college students to choose what does not look worth the price, if it is just to fill a stomach on the dock and solve the basic physiological needs, this stainless steel vending car has no shortcomings, and it is equivalent to taking the initiative to pull the grade to the stall level.

But Sister Geng obviously didn't think about it so much, and she didn't realize it.

Shi Jianren sat quietly on the low traffic iron fence on the side of the road, and looked at Geng Meizi's serious and hard-working greeting more calmly, as if he saw the little girl who was nimble by the breakfast car.

At least after more than twenty minutes, Geng Meizi, who had only traded two cups of milk tea for a couple, finally opened her eyes to see if the two damn peers were closed, and finally saw a young man not far away.

Just looking at each other, the girl pursed her lips suddenly, then smiled as much as she could, and waved her hand lightly, Shi Jianren stood up and walked over, Geng Haiyan made herself as relaxed and happy as possible: "Have you gone to Sister Yun's house to eat?"

Shi Jian Ren gentlely: "You haven't eaten yet, have you, let's go over and eat together?"

Geng Haiyan hesitated for a moment, stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance: "They are closed, I can sell more!"

Shi Jianren also hesitated for a moment, and chose to make it clear now: "Is it selling well today?"

Geng Meizi was a little vigilant: "I said that I can work hard to do a good job in the bubble tea shop, I have strength!" After a pause, she added: "I'm also using my brain!"

Shi Jianren really couldn't let this serious little girl continue to suffer: "Compared to at the dock, we have changed places, and the way we do things must be adjusted, if we go the other way...... Well, if you push in the wrong direction, it will only make the situation worse and worse, how much money you have left in your hand before. ”

Geng Haiyan tried her best to emphasize her independent accounting: "I ...... I'll save the flowers!"

Shi Jianren shook his head: " You are no longer the Geng girl who sells breakfast to Bangbang and the merchant at the dock, you are now a serious bubble tea shop owner, you know, if you have been using the mentality of your parents to open a snack shop to make this bubble tea shop, no matter what restaurant your parents open, they will eventually become a black-hearted restaurant that can only make money by cheating, if you are now facing other people's upright business competition, and then you are helpless, except for closing, you can only go back to the old way, cut corners and do those hidden methods, right?"

Maybe Sister Geng really thought about it like this, and raised her voice a little: "How can there be!" But she pouted again, lowered her mouth and slapped the rag in her hand: "Anyway, I can do it myself! I can do it without your help! I'm not stupid!"

Shi Jianren smiled more gently: "You have done a good job, these days are so difficult, you haven't gone back to the old way, and you are still insisting on finding a way, but it turns out that this will not work, you clearly tell me, how many cups are sold a day now?"

Geng Haiyan lowered her head vigorously, feeling the most painful scar being revealed, like a little ostrich burying its head in the sand, vague: "Anyway...... There are still dozens of cups anyway!"

Shi Jianren didn't relax: "Twenty is tens, ninety is also dozens, how many cups are there?"

The strong little girl was about to cry: "Thirty...... Forty yesterday!" raised his head and looked at Shi Jianren's eyes, which were indeed a little shining, for a little girl who had never spent a lot of money, invested thousands of yuan, and successively replenished and threw it in, and now the store has exceeded 10,000 yuan, facing the verge of bankruptcy, and the pressure is still very great.

Shi Jianren was cold: "Well, then it will get worse and worse, and you can't see any signs of getting better, you really plan to go on like this, why can't you admit defeat?"

Sister Geng bit her lips, lowered her head again, and stubbornly did not speak.

Shi Jianren is like a teacher criticizing elementary school students: "Say, why can't you admit defeat, failure is never a shameful thing, Han Xin still has a crotch ......"

Geng Haiyan suddenly raised her head and roared: "If I can't even make money, why should I be with you!"

yes, that's how she keeps her pride, even if it's the last bit of pride.