After dark, Song Haowen invited Zhu Hongyu to dinner. She politely agreed. He called two more employees, and the four of them went to the restaurant to have a hot pot, because this is the favorite of Zhu Hongyu, a Sichuan girl.

After dinner, on the way back to school, Zhu Hongyu said with concern: "Making money is important, studying is also important, and your body is even more important, don't tire yourself out." Otherwise, the gains outweigh the losses. She still remembered that he dozed off in class today.

Song Haowen nodded in agreement.

"I was so happy last night that I stayed up all night before I became a dog. Not anymore. It's so torturous. ”

"Well deserved! …… A few hundred meters away, you don't want to send it, you have to send it. Okay, it's time to get to the school gate. Go back and rest early. Zhu Hongyu nagged like a big sister: "If you don't sleep all night, you can't make up for it in ten nights." ”

At noon the next day, Song Haowen was walking to the school cafeteria. The lawn outside the cafeteria is filled with lunch boxes and soup pots. After breakfast, the vast majority of students do not want to bring their utensils to the classroom for convenience, and even the hot water bottles that are ready to fetch water after school are casually placed on the side of the road.

However, there are drawbacks to this, because the students' tableware is similar, there are no marks on it, hundreds or thousands of them are placed on the side of the road, and as long as you remember the wrong place, you basically can't find it. In order to be able to eat, some students will borrow other people's tableware to eat, and they will not remember the original location after eating, and the tableware will be thrown away at will. In this way, the original owner will never be able to find his own cutlery again. If the original owner can't find his own, he will borrow someone else's, and as a result, it won't be long before the students generally use other people's tableware.

When Song Haowen lived in school, he would naturally bring tableware from the dormitory to the cafeteria for breakfast in the morning, just like his classmates. After breakfast, wash the dishes and put them on the grass by the roadside. At noon, find the utensils to the cafeteria for lunch, and after lunch, put the utensils on the side of the road. After dinner, I took the cutlery back to the dormitory.

Now, Song Haowen often doesn't live in school, and sometimes he doesn't even eat dinner at school, so it's very inconvenient to bring this tableware to him. Later, he simply did not take the tableware back at night, but left it on the side of the road, so that his tableware was often lost, and he was helpless about it.

At noon that day, Song Haowen walked back and forth on the side of the road twice, but he didn't find his own tableware, and he was hesitating whether to borrow other people's tableware to deal with lunch. At this time, he heard someone calling his name in the distance, turned around, and saw Tian Yuxi standing under a tree not far away, waving to him.

Song Haowen didn't care about finding tableware to eat, and immediately ran to Tian Yuxi.

"Why do you have the kung fu to come to me now? Can I help you? ”

"My dad helped you find someone from the Beijing Administration for Industry and Commerce yesterday. Although there is no precedent for your matter in China, they finally agreed to do a special thing. However, because you are a university student and you are not over 18 years old, you cannot register in your name, and you will have to find someone else to replace you. Today and tomorrow, you go to the District Administration for Industry and Commerce to refill the form and strive for early approval. This matter is not small, I am afraid of delay, so I am in a hurry to come to you. Tian Yuxi said.

"Great. Thank you! Hearing this news, although Song Haowen regretted that he could not register in his own name, as long as it could be done, it would be a great achievement.

"Sister Tian, you are too good to me. How can I thank you? ”

"Cut, it's just a self-employed person, and it's not a state-owned unit, so what's there to be happy about." Tian Yuxi was a little puzzled, how could a dignified Tianzhi son of Beijing University value self-employed people with low status so much.

"You don't understand now, it's normal. In a few years, you'll see why I'm so happy today. ”

"You're also very busy, and you came to deliver the news in person, which made me feel too sorry. Have you eaten? ”

Song Haowen was not only happy, but also very moved, feeling that Tian Yuxi was really good to him. He thought, there is no communication equipment in this era, and it is very inconvenient to contact. Relying on writing letters and sending telegrams is really too troublesome.

"Don't be too careful, just invite me to dinner?" Tian Yuxi said with a smile.

"I'll invite you to eat at a restaurant outside."

"Don't waste it. Invite me to the cafeteria. ”

"But I think I've lost my cutlery."

"Ah, what then?"

"I had no choice but to borrow two sets of utensils to use first."

As he spoke, Song Haowen bent down and picked up two sets of damp tableware from the lawn, which seemed to have just been used, and dragged her into the cafeteria despite Tian Yuxi's protest.

After lunch, Song Haowen found a classmate in the class and asked him to ask for leave on his behalf.

After Song Haowen sent Tian Yuxi away, he returned home and told Qian Youlai and Wang Li about the difficulties encountered in applying for a license, and both of them felt tricky. This identity and age cannot be faked in any way.

Qian Youlai asked, "Is this license so important?" Do you have to do it? ”

Song Haowen explained: "Whether it can be done or not, although it has no impact on us at present, we are still informal. When encountering cadres with rigid thinking, they may have minor troubles. ”