Chapter 184 Becoming My Business Partner
Chapter 184 Becoming My Business Partner
When the three of them arrived at the school gate, Song Huan and Xiao Yunqing were both stunned.
Because the street across from the school has changed.
The old houses were completely demolished, and a row of new shops stood in neat rows, with white walls and gray tiles, uniform storefronts, and even the positions for the signs were reserved.
Workers were coming and going; some were laying tiles, some were installing storefront signs, and some were squatting on the ground mixing cement.
The sound of the electric drill buzzed incessantly.
Song Huan smirked. "Wow, are they going to build a whole food street?"
Xiao Yunqing stood beside him, also looking around.
Several shops have already put up their signs, covered with red cloth, and haven't taken them off yet.
Through the glass, you can see brand-new tables and chairs inside. The lights haven't been installed yet, and the wires are hanging from the ceiling.
Xiao Jue tugged at Song Huan's sleeve, tilted her head back, and asked, "Why aren't there any snack vendors? It's all just workers."
She muttered to herself, "This school isn't fun. I can't apply to this school in the future."
Song Huan smiled, about to say something, when her gaze froze.
In front of a shop on the street, a tall figure was bending over and carrying things.
The boxes were stacked by the door. He picked them up and walked inside. His broad back looked familiar. Chen Xu.
Song Huan walked over and said, "Chen Xu."
Chen Xu turned around, put down the box in his hand, and was stunned when he saw Song Huan.
Then he saw Xiao Yunqing and Xiao Jue behind him, and the expression on his face changed from surprise to embarrassment.
He wiped the dust off his hands on his pants. "What brings you here?"
"Just passing by." Song Huan glanced into the shop. "Are you opening a shop?"
Chen Xu nodded. "The government is going to renovate this street and ban street vendors from setting up stalls anymore."
He paused for a moment, then said, "My mom and I discussed renting a shop here so we can sell our goods from now on."
A person came out, wearing a mask and an apron, which was covered in dust, as was his hair.
But his eyes are curved, and he always seems to be smiling.
It was Liu Wan, Chen Xu's mother.
"Hello, Auntie," Song Huan greeted.
Xiao Yunqing also shouted.
Liu Wan pulled down her mask, and some dust from her face rubbed onto the tip of her nose, but she didn't notice.
"Xiao Song, Xiao Xiao, you're here?" She glanced into the shop, a little embarrassed.
"It's a pity it's not open yet, otherwise Auntie would definitely cook something delicious for you."
Song Huan waved her hand.
Liu Wan smiled, her eyes crinkling again, "When school starts, remember to bring your classmates over to eat, and Auntie will give you a discount."
After chatting for a few minutes, Song Huan checked the time and left with Xiao Yunqing and Xiao Jue.
After walking a short distance, Xiao Yunqing turned to look at him.
He looked thoughtful, his brows slightly furrowed, his eyes fixed on the row of shops.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Yunqing asked.
Song Huan did not answer.
He stood by the roadside, looking at the shops under renovation. After a while, he asked, "Little Cloud, what do you see standing here?"
Xiao Yunqing was taken aback for a moment and looked around.
New storefront, workers, cement, tiles.
Nothing special.
"What did you see?" Xiao Yunqing asked curiously.
Xiao Jue followed suit, standing on tiptoe to look around, "There's nothing good to eat."
She was a little disappointed.
Xiao Yunqing waited for two seconds, but didn't get an answer, so she kicked Song Huan's shin.
It's not heavy, but it's very accurate.
She urged quickly, "Just tell me already, don't keep me in suspense."
Song Huan rubbed his buttocks and chuckled, "I saw money."
He turned around and looked at Xiao Yunqing, "Lots and lots of money."
Xiao Yunqing couldn't hold back any longer, "Where is there any money here?"
She paused for a moment, then a thought suddenly flashed through her mind, "You're not thinking of opening a shop, are you?"
"No." Song Huan shook her head. "There's a way to make more money than opening a shop."
Under the shade of a tree, Song Huan squatted down, picked up a twig, and drew on the ground.
A line was drawn; that's the street.
I drew a square; that represents the school.
I drew a few more small squares, which represent shops.
"The government plans to turn this area into a food street, and the school across the street will be the main source of customers."
He tapped the square with a twig. "More than three thousand students, they need to eat every day."
Xiao Yunqing squatted down beside him, watching him draw.
Xiao Jue also squatted down, unable to understand, and drew little figures on the ground.
"Could we, before this place is fully completed, unite these shops and form a food alliance?"
Song Huan tapped a branch on the ground, "Then issue a food card, sixty yuan a card, valid for one semester. With the card, you get a 20% discount on purchases within the alliance. You also earn points on purchases, and when you accumulate enough points, you can get a free meal."
The tree branch stopped, and he looked up at Xiao Yunqing, saying earnestly, "This is my plan."
Xiao Yunqing was stunned.
She stared at the crooked lines on the ground, her mind racing.
A card costs sixty yuan and has more than three thousand students from grades 10 to 12 at Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School.
Sixty yuan per person, that's...
"180,000," Song Huan said the number in a very flat tone.
"And this is a money-printing machine, with a constant stream of customers. When the first-year high school students leave, the second-year students take their place. When the second-year students leave, the third-year junior high school students come."
He tossed the branch aside, dusted off his hands, leaned against the tree trunk, and looked up at the sky, muttering, "Mountains of gold and silver."
Xiao Yunqing squatted down beside him, watching him.
Sunlight filtered through the leaves, falling on his face in patches of light and shadow.
His lips curled up, and his eyes squinted, as if he could already see the pile of money in front of him.
She couldn't help but pour cold water on the idea, "But what if you can't create that food alliance? Some people aren't so easy to talk to."
Song Huan's smile vanished.
He sat up straight, turned around, and looked at Xiao Yunqing.
When his eyes get serious, it's not the kind of seriousness you're joking about, it's real seriousness!
"So, this is where you and I will be put to the test."
He reached out and patted Xiao Yunqing on the shoulder. "Xiao, would you be willing to become my most steadfast business partner?"
Xiao Yunqing was stunned.
He looked at her, his eyes bright, reflecting her image.
Her heart suddenly started beating fast, so fast that she felt a little panicked.
He opened his mouth slightly, about to speak.
"Whether in birth, old age, sickness, or death, whether in poverty or wealth, you are willing..."
Xiao Yunqing's expression froze.
She looked at his serious face, her lips moved slightly, and said, "You think this is marriage?"
The voice wasn't loud, but every word carried an impatient tone.
Song Huan chuckled and withdrew her hand.
Xiao Jue squatted down beside him, drawing little figures on the ground. Halfway through, he looked up.
She heard a word: marriage.
"Marriage? Does that mean there will be wedding candy?"
Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Song Huan, then at Xiao Yunqing.
Xiao Yunqing glared at her, stood up, turned around and left, her ponytail swinging as she walked quickly.
"Let's go."
Song Huan stood up, dusted off her pants, and followed.
Xiao Jue also stood up and jogged to catch up, holding Song Huan with her left hand and Xiao Yunqing with her right, the three of them walking side by side.
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