A meal of crayfish at the school gate cost about a month's living expenses for an average college student.
No way around it, Liu Feng and Zheng Qingfeng were adamant about not ordering staples and insisted on stuffing themselves with crayfish.
Just the mountain of crayfish shells in front of those two could have formed a small hill.
After the late-night snack, everyone headed back to the campus together. When they passed by the sushi restaurant, Cheng Zhu specifically pointed it out and told them that this was the shop he was about to rent.
Dong Dong curiously said, "Cheng, your parents trust you quite a bit, supporting your venture when you've just started college. My dad, on the other hand, tells me to focus on my studies first and says I can roll back to the family company after I graduate."
"To be honest, I really don't want to work at home. There are fifty or sixty employees in the company; they won't miss me," Mr. Dong hinted with layers of meaning.
