San Fu

Yang Ke didn't say anything else, but insisted on meeting after the festival, and then he never contacted Jiang Kuo again.

Da Pao didn't know the reason, and the news Da Pao got was still in the last time when he wanted to reveal Yang Ke's whereabouts.

Jiang Kuo didn't bother to think about why this man, who has been a top student since he was a child, suddenly asked for leave and then dropped out of school to "start a business". He might as well think about why Duan Feifei recovered from his illness so quickly when he had this time.

He had a fever and dizziness the day before and couldn't get out of bed. After sleeping, he got up early in the morning and told him to go to work.

The only trace left by this illness is probably the faint fatigue that can be seen on his face, and the skin on the back of his thigh that was scratched by Jiang Kuo.

In the next few days, I just finished the work without any fuss, and I would go back every day to help Niusandao pack and deliver the goods.

When the students who went home for the festival returned to school one after another, Jiang Kuo's first history of blood and tears in his life came to an end, and the money he got was not enough to cover the cost of replacing his mobile phone screen.

He originally thought about buying another dress when the money arrived, but in the end he was unwilling.

And Ma Xiao's part-time job had to continue after a few days of rest, because the owner of the early car came back, and he had no job selling early, so he had to continue looking for a place at night.

Jiang Liao sent Jiang Kuo's clothes, which was the most gratifying thing for Jiang Kuo.

But when he stood at the school delivery point and looked at the four giant boxes that belonged to him, he was still a little dumbfounded.

"Are you in the dormitory?" He called Duan Feifan, "I have four boxes stacked up to the height of a floor. Is there any way to get them back to the dormitory?"

"Take one by one." Duan Feifei said.

"...one is not too small." Jiang Kuo stretched out his arms for a comparison.

"Why don't you come back first," Duan Feifei said, "I'll accompany you to get it later."

"No," Jiang Kuo hesitated for a moment, ready to go back to the dormitory first, "What's the use of you coming..."

"Jiang Kuo!" Someone called him.

He turned his head and saw three girls with several boxes at his feet.

I don't know who called him, but after he turned his head, none of the three girls spoke.

"Huh?" He hung up the phone.

"Can you help us get this box?" The tall girl in the middle pointed to a big box on the ground that looked like juice or something.

No.

I don't want to take it.

"Where are you taking it?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Dormitory." The tall one said.

The girls' dormitory is not far away, so it's considered a drop in.

Jiang Kuo didn't know these girls, so he could only guess that they might be in their class. After all, he was in class as if he didn't. He was always at the end, and all he saw was the back of his head.

The only discovery is that several of my classmates have flat heads, very flat, as if they slept with bricks at home...

He picked up the box, and the air bangs next to the tall one grabbed her arm and shook it.

He glanced at the girl, turned around and walked towards the dormitory. It should be a drink, but it was really heavy, and it was difficult for the girl to carry it.

"Jiang Kuo," the three girls followed up with a few boxes each, still talking tall, "Do you not know us?"

"I don't know." Jiang Kuo said.

"We are not in your class," the tall man said with a smile, "We are sophomores."

Jiang Kuo looked at them: "Oh."

The girls didn't talk to him anymore, they just chatted quietly next to him.

Jiang Kuo guessed that they had some kind of bet with someone. He used to run into each other twice in a night when he went to a bar.

When walking to the girls' dormitory building, the tall girl stopped and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Jiang Kuo handed her the drink.

"That..." Air Liu Hai suddenly said, "Can I add a friend?"

Jiang Kuo was taken aback.

Before he could speak, Air Liu Hai had already taken out his phone.

"No." Jiang Kuo said.

It could be seen that the air bangs were a little nervous and embarrassed. Hearing this answer, she blushed immediately.

Jiang Kuo didn't speak anymore, and he had nothing to say. Nothing at this moment could alleviate the embarrassing situation brought about by the fact of "not adding friends".

He nodded, turned around and walked towards the boys' dormitory building.

Before he took two steps, he heard the sound of a car horn coming from the front.

Looking up, he was shocked to see Duan Feifei riding a three-wheeled electric tricycle coming from the cafeteria.

Seeing him, Duan Feifei slammed on the brakes and shook his head happily: "Get in the car."

"I don't." Jiang Kuo resolutely took a step back.

"Hurry up," Duan Feifan said, "Go and move the box, it will be returned to the cafeteria later."

"Duan Feifan!" The tall girl over there suddenly waved.

"Hey." Duan Feifei responded, glanced over there, and then looked at Jiang Kuo, "Who is it?" "You didn't know him and you agreed so sweetly?" Jiang Kuo said, "You're a sophomore."

"Because they were at my same level last year," Duan Feifei jumped out of the car, "Wait for me for a while."

"The little hero who responds to requests?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.

Duan Feifei smiled and walked over.

Jiang Kuo really admired Duan Feifan, the senior sister he didn't know, oh no, the former peer he didn't know, he went to chat with someone, and immediately started laughing.

While talking, he looked at him a few times.

Don't give it!

If you dare to give it to you, you will die.

Jiang Kuochu was really bored on the side of the cart, so he leaned against the side of the cart.

He usually drives a sports car and is watched by people, but now he is leaning against the tricycle and people are also watched.

He sighed.

"Jiang Kuo!" Someone called him.

Looking up, he saw brother 106 and black shorts. He probably just came back from the outside with a bunch of things in his hand.

"Change the car?" Brother Baozi asked.

"Get lost," Jiang Kuo said.

"Where did you get it?" Brother Baozi came over to have a look, "Is this the one from the cafeteria? It's still written on it."

"Go and drive away." Jiang Kuo said.

"Pull it down, that's something Duan Feifei can do," Brother Baozi saw Duan Feifan who was talking over there, "Damn, I knew it was him... It's good to take a break from school, I know all the freshmen and sophomore girls."

Jiang Kuo didn't speak.

"Duan Feifan!" Brother Baozi shouted.

Jiang Kuo was taken aback, and immediately wanted to rush over and beat him up.

When Duan Feifei turned his head, Brother Baozi didn't say anything, and looked at him with a smile on his face together with the black shorts.

Duan Feifei raised his middle finger at them, then said a few more words to the girls, and turned around.

Jiang Kuo quickly left Sanlun, keeping a step away.

"Hurry up, hurry up," Duan Feifei jumped on the car seat and sat down, then moved to the side, "Come on, Uncle Feifan will take you for a ride."

Jiang Kuo was very helpless, and sat on the half of the seat Duan Feifei gave him.

"You didn't give me my number, did you?" he asked.

"That's what you said," Duan Feifei started the car and drove towards the delivery point, "Am I that kind of person?"

"I didn't think you were," Jiang Kuo said, "but you chatted so happily, and I thought you might be."

"I'm so happy with everyone," Duan Feifei smiled and glanced at him, "They came to ask for your number for another girl in the dormitory."

"I don't add strangers." Jiang Kuo said, "I don't add anyone I know."

"They said you refused very simply." Duan Feifei said.

"Shouldn't it just make people think that I want to welcome but refuse?" Jiang Kuo said, "If you refuse, you have to be straightforward, so that you don't have to think about it when you go back. Is it true that you don't want to give it? Do you want to try again? It will be more embarrassing next time." .”

"I just like a straightforward guy like you." Duan Feifei patted him on the shoulder.

"What did you say?" Jiang Kuo said.

"I didn't say anything," Duan Feifei said, "I gave them mine."

"...Damn." Jiang Kuo nodded, that's fine.

Several big boxes were pulled to the door of the dormitory, Tang Li and the others helped to move them in.

"It's not too heavy, I don't think there are many clothes," Li Zirui said, "Why is the suitcase so big?"

"I don't know." Jiang Kuo said.

He opened the box and took a look. Jiang Lele had indeed sent him the clothes on his list, but each piece of clothes was fixed on the box opening with a special shelf to prevent it from being squeezed.

Except for those sweaters that can be pressed, there are only four or five pieces in one box.

"It's really exquisite." Li Zirui sighed.

"Ma Xiao." Duan Feifei patted Ma Xiao on the shoulder and walked to the balcony.

Ma Xiao followed.

After Jiang Kuo stuffed the clothes into the closet, the two of them came back from the balcony. Ma Xiao looked in a good mood and smiled at Jiang Kuo.

Jiang Kuo also smiled, not knowing why.

It has been a few days since the holiday ended, and I feel that many people are not in good spirits during class.

Jiang Kuo felt that he hadn't been in the mood all this time, summer vacation, military training, mid-autumn festival after a few days of class, eleventh... Now he suddenly found out that the next vacation would be two months later, he felt a little desperate, class Even more sleepy.

After two periods of high math in the afternoon, Jiang Kuo felt bored when he left the classroom.

Followed by the basics of drawing, Jiang Kuo looked at the pile of tools on the table and felt sleepy without doing anything.

When choosing a major, it was like drawing lots. I didn’t know what this major was for and what to study. Now I’m very confused after each class.

For this drawing, all kinds of tools and specifications are enough to make him dizzy, and now he has to draw the floor plan of the dormitory area.

"Why did you find Ma Xiao just now?" He lay on the table and compared the ruler.

"There is a part-time job in a copy shop, and I asked him if he would go," Duan Feifei said, "In the evenings and weekends, I just sit there and fiddle with computers and printers."

"That's much better than cleaning up the trash," Jiang Kuo turned his head and whispered, "Is he going?"

"Of course." Duan Feifei said.

"Have you been working part-time recently?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"No," Duan Feifan said, "I'll just do it on vacation... What, do you still want to experience it?"

"No," Jiang Kuo's hands trembled when he spoke, and the thread was crooked. He sighed and wiped it for a long time, "I've had enough experience."

"I don't need to experience this at all." Duan Feifei said with a smile, "If possible, isn't partnering with him better than a part-time job?"

"He can study, don't start a business," Jiang Kuo snorted, "He is not as good as a cannon, and it's almost half a month since the end of the holiday, and he didn't look for me, so he probably has already been sold."

You can't talk about people behind their backs.

When queuing up to buy food in the cafeteria at night, Yang Ke, who hadn't been sold yet, called directly.

Jiang Kuo didn't want to pick up the phone. For someone he doesn't know well, why not send a message? He has to make a phone call.

"Don't answer?" Duan Feifei asked behind him.

"No." Jiang Kuo was very straightforward.

The phone disconnected, and then the message alert sounded.

"Isn't it okay to send a message directly at the beginning?" Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue, took out his phone and glanced, "Your uncle!"

[Yang Ke Ke Ke Ke] answer the phone

While he was replying, Yang Ke called again, and his typing fingers answered the phone reflexively.

"What?" He could only ask.

"Come out and have a meal," Yang Ke said, "I'm near your school."

"I've already eaten in the cafeteria," Jiang Kuo said.

"Canteen?" Yang Ke sounded surprised.

"En." Jiang Kuo responded.

Just as he was about to ask for an appointment next time, Yang Ke chased after him: "Then I'll go find you."

"Are you sick?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"I'll call you when we arrive." Yang Ke hung up the phone.

"Why does he have to find you to start a business together?" Duan Feifei asked.

"I'm rich." Jiang Kuo said, "I'm the one who talks more about money than stupid people. If you ask others to contribute money, you may have to lobby for it. If you ask me to contribute money, it probably depends on your mood."

Duan Feifei laughed: "Didn't you already tell him that he has no money?"

"Who would believe that?" Jiang Kuo said, "Since I was a child, my dad chased me half the street and beat me, but he never cut off my finances."

Yang Ke probably really didn't believe it. When he walked into the cafeteria and saw Jiang Kuo who was halfway through eating, the shock in his eyes was very real.

"Good evening." Yang Ke sat down opposite Jiang Kuo, looked at Duan Feifei next to him, "Hello, I am a friend who grew up with Jiang Kuo, my name is Yang Ke."

"Hello." Duan Feifei nodded.

This Yang Ke doesn't look like a very conscientious person, he looks more like a stupid student who is studying hard, but considering his behavior of directly dropping out of school to start a business, he shouldn't be particularly stupid.

"What's your surname?" Yang Ke asked.

Just as Duan Feifei was about to answer, Jiang Kuo snatched up: "You have business with him?"

"Looking for you." Yang Ke quickly turned back to look at Jiang Kuo.

"Didn't you just take a month off?" Jiang Kuo said, "Why did you drop out of school?"

"Suddenly I feel boring," Yang Ke said, "I feel like I'm wasting time, what I'm learning is not what I like, and what I will do in the future is not what I like."

Jiang Kuo looked at him and said nothing.

"I want to open a store." Yang Ke said, "I don't think about any big projects at the beginning, and open a milk tea shop first."

Jiang Kuo sighed.

"Don't look down on milk tea shops," Yang Ke lay down on the table, "You..."

"You want to ask me to borrow money?" Jiang Kuo interrupted him.

"Partnership," Yang Ke said, "it's not about borrowing money, you can share it."

"Is it okay to ask Uncle Yang to vote for you?" Jiang Kuo said.

"I broke off relations with him." Yang Ke said.

Jiang Kuo looked at him, and after a while he said, "If you still break off the relationship, you can just say that he kicked you out of the house."

"I was kicked out of the house by him." Yang Ke said.

Jiang Kuo didn't speak, just lowered his head and continued to eat.

"I really want to do something," Yang Ke said, "I'm not impulsive. Last year I felt very empty in school, and I didn't know what I was doing."

"How do you want to open this store?" Jiang Kuo stopped his chopsticks, "To join or make it yourself, where is the store opened, what is the positioning, students, shopping girls, or office workers?"

"Are you interested?" Yang Ke immediately asked.

"Do you still have money to live on now?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Yes, my mother still gave me some money." Yang Ke said.

"Okay, choose the location, the positioning style and operating conditions of other milk tea shops in the same area, and give me a profit budget," Jiang Kuo said, "There are also operating costs, rent, decoration materials, robotics, and reserve funds..."

Yang Ke looked at him and didn't make a sound for a while.

"If you still have money to live, then find a shop to stay. You can go to work, sit there and drink, or go to squat across the street. Including the flow of people in this area, both on weekdays and weekends. After clarifying these things," Jiang Kuo finished eating the last green vegetable, put down his chopsticks, "and then think about the next thing."

"What's going on next?" Yang Ke asked.

"How to publicize, is there any flagship product, competitive advantage," Jiang Kuo said, "give me a report, you masters, it should be no problem to write these things."

"Okay." Yang Ke patted the table.

"Everything has to be implemented, don't fool me." Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"No," Yang Ke stood up and stretched out his hand, "I look forward to a happy cooperation."

Jiang Kuo folded his arms and didn't move: "It's not the stage of cooperation yet, so don't be happy."

"What's your surname?" Yang Ke stretched out his hand in front of Duan Feifei again.

"Dong Kun." Duan Feifei said.

"Nice to meet you." Yang Ke withdrew his hand, looked at Jiang Kuo, "wait for my news."

Yang Ke walked out of the cafeteria quickly.

Duan Feifei was stunned for a while before turning his head to look at Jiang Kuo: "Are you planning to partner with him?"

"Let's talk about it after he can get away with this pile of things," Jiang Kuo stood up, "He is just a nerd, even if he has determination, he has no direction. If he doesn't run away, he doesn't know that he might have to go back and beg him dad."

"Have you ever opened a shop?" Duan Feifei walked to the dormitory with him.

"No." Jiang Kuo said.

"I was taken aback when I heard that." Duan Feifei said.

"My mother's cafe," Jiang Kuo stretched, "I've been following her for more than a month."

"What if he really ran down?" Duan Feifei asked.

"It's okay if you can do it. I'll pay for it, and he will manage it," Jiang Kuo said, "I can do something else."

"Other?" Duan Feifei thought for a while, then laughed, "What else, sauced beef?"

"What are you laughing at, it's not impossible," Jiang Kuo gestured, "Apply for Niusandao's trademark, and make some small packaging... It doesn't take much investment at the beginning, and you don't even need to discuss it with the old man. Order from him at cost price..."

"Jiang Kuo, Jiang Kuo," Duan Feifei grabbed his arm and pressed it down, "I'm just joking."

"Anyway, there is a way to do whatever you want," Jiang Kuo said.

"Why do you have to come to school?" Duan Feifei asked him suddenly.

"Because I don't want to work." Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifei turned to look at him.

"It's that simple," Jiang Kuo said, "If I don't come to school, Mr. Jiang will start to arrange for me, go to the construction site, go to any project to follow, study for a few years and then try to give me which project... ..."

"Is it not good?" Duan Feifei asked.

"No," Jiang Kuo said, "I'm not ready yet, and I don't want to be ready. I'm quite envious of Jiang, but it really makes me like her, and I can't do it. I just feel uncomfortable. "

Duan Feifei didn't speak anymore, Jiang Kuo was different from the people around him.

In other words, Jiang Kuo is also different from those around him.

It will surprise people, it will surprise people, when we get along, we will occasionally feel very close, and occasionally we will suddenly remember the fact that he is almost from another world.

This feeling is particularly indescribable.

"I have to call Cannon." Jiang Kuo dialed Cannon's number, "I have doubts about Yang Ke."

Cannon quickly picked up the phone: "Kuoer! You finally think of me!"

"You said Yang Ke went to Jiutian Waterfall to meet his girlfriend?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Yes, I asked him," Da Pao said, "What's the matter, call me and ask him specifically? When did he get this kind of treatment!"

"You set him up, what's the matter with this girlfriend." Jiang Kuo said.

"Did he come looking for you?" Cannon asked.

"Well, find me to partner with you to open a store." Jiang Kuo said.

"Go to hell, he's running an egg shop," Cannon said, "don't pay attention to him."

"Go and inquire." Jiang Kuo hung up the phone.

"You think carefully enough." Duan Feifei said.

"Occasionally you have to use your brain," Jiang Kuo said, "You..."

Duan Feifan's cell phone rang, and he took it out to have a look: "Why is Duan Ling calling me at this hour?"

"Niu Sandao will be delivered." Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue.

"What are you talking about? I didn't ask you to pack." Duan Feifei smiled and put his arm on his shoulder, and answered the phone, "Hello?"

"Extraordinary," Duan Ling's voice was very low and trembling, "Come back here."

"What happened?" Duan Feifei stopped in his tracks, "Tell me now."

Duan Ling paused: "Something happened to your father... But! But! It shouldn't be strict..."

Jiang Kuo felt that Duan Feifei's whole body froze.

"What's wrong?" he asked quickly.

"I'll go back to the store." Duan Feifei hung up the phone, his hands trembling a little, "My dad may...my mother told me last time that he was a little...he might..."

"I'll see you off." Jiang Kuo quickly grabbed his hand and shook it twice.