Huang Chunhua is the owner of a convenience store in front of the second canteen of the Finance College. He has been running the business here for a long time. As students from the Finance College graduate one after another and new students enter the school one after another, this convenience store still stays here and becomes a memory of many graduates.
Because one of his relatives is the leader of the logistics department of the Finance College, in addition to the normal rent, Huang Chunhua also knows the rules to give gifts to the leaders of the Finance College during festivals.
In short, relying on the student resources of the Finance College, Huang Chunhua made a lot of money and bought two houses in Jiangling.
At noon that day, Huang Chunhua came back from a stroll outside, and his wife scolded at the cashier: "Why did you disappear? Don't you know that there are the most people at noon?"
The students who were queuing to pay saw the middle-aged couple quarreling like this, and couldn't help but think of their parents, and smiled at each other.
"What are you talking about!"
Huang Chunhua put the bag in his hand on the table with a "pop" sound: "I'll treat you to a drink."
Before his wife could react, a female college student immediately said in surprise: "This is the milk tea from 'Meet', I just came back from there, the environment feels more comfortable than the library."
Huang Chunhua's wife didn't have time to look at the milk tea now, so she could only finish the checkout of the students at the cashier counter first. At 1:30 pm, when those students who were used to buying a bottle of drink after dinner returned to the dormitory, she picked up the milk tea and looked at it carefully.
"This cup is quite good-looking, the cost must be not cheap, this boss doesn't know how to do business."
Huang Chunhua's wife commented with a "tsk tsk": "Look at Xiao Sun's milk tea shop on the second floor of the cafeteria, the packaging is as thin as a disposable cup."
"Which milk tea shop is this?" his wife asked.
Huang Chunhua pouted: "The stadium."
His wife was surprised: "It opened so soon? Why is there no movement at all? I thought they would set off firecrackers or something."
"Do you need to set off firecrackers in that location? As long as the students are not blind, they will definitely see it." Huang Chunhua looked a little angry.
"Why are you angry at me?"
Huang Chunhua's wife muttered to herself, then picked up the milk tea and tasted it. She found that the taste was nothing special, and it was no different from the milk tea on the second floor of the cafeteria.
It was sweet and greasy, but the packaging was much more beautiful.
"I just don't understand, why didn't Dean Lu rent it to me at the beginning, but rented it to a student now?"
Huang Chunhua said loudly: "I also pay rent, that place is probably the best place in the Finance College, and many students come here when it opens."
Huang Chunhua's wife didn't take it seriously: "Keep your voice down, there are more than one convenience stores in the school, there are ones downstairs of the boys and girls' dormitories, you can't expect to occupy them all."
"I don't mean that."
Huang Chunhua waved her hand impatiently: "It's just that I saw this place first, but they didn't rent it to me, and they also said that it was not suitable, and opening a convenience store here would affect the overall image."
"Now!"
Huang Chunhua took the milk tea cup and looked at the "Meet" cartoon logo on it with complicated eyes: "A college student just got it casually and opened a milk tea shop. I'm really unwilling to accept it."
"Fourth uncle, why are you unwilling to accept it?"
A young man walked into the convenience store. He was not tall but very strong. In November in Jianye, he was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, revealing his muscular bumps and his face was full of pits left by acne.
"Dayong is here."
Huang Chunhua nodded. Xu Dayong was his nephew, working as a driver and porter in the convenience store. He used to get into trouble and fight in his hometown, and was later brought to Jianye by Huang Chunhua to help.
There was not much to do in the convenience store, so he often played outside and met many gangsters.
"It's the utility room in the stadium."
Huang Chunhua's wife said: "The renovated milk tea shop opened today, and the business is good. Your uncle thinks that it should belong to him, and now he is jealous."
"Who is jealous!"
Huang Chunhua was caught in the middle of the conversation but did not admit it: "I just think it's unfair. Why give it to the students and not to me?"
"I thought it was a big deal."
Xu Dayong curled his lips: "I'll go and talk to the student boss of the milk tea shop and remind him that some positions cannot be occupied casually. You have to learn to share them together."
Huang Chunhua quickly stopped him: "Don't mess around. That student is very famous in the School of Finance. He is a student cadre and a three-good student of the school. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to get the place."
"His name is Chen Hansheng."
Huang Chunhua's wife knew this name: "He is a big shot in the School of Finance. He is only a sophomore. Rocket 101 was also founded by him."
"What a coincidence, Chen Hansheng of Rocket 101 is also the owner of the milk tea shop?"
Xu Dayong was startled: "I have a friend who is also in the express delivery business. He used to run business at Jinling Institute of Technology. Later, when Rocket 101 moved in, he was driven out by someone who used a trick. At that time, the territory was taken over by Rocket 101, and Chen Hansheng and his team got a market for free."
"Then there must be no direct conflict."
Huang Chunhua said: "Let's just run the small shop business honestly."
"I know, if I knew it was Chen Hansheng from Rocket 101, I wouldn't dare to mess with him."
Xu Dayong smiled and said: "This guy has complicated relationships outside. My friend is not the one who suffers losses, but after being tricked by Chen Hansheng, he just couldn't find a chance to take revenge in the express delivery business."
Huang Chunhua sighed, shook his head and began to sort out the goods on the shelf.
Xu Dayong thought for a while and said, "We can't afford to offend Chen Hansheng, so let's just tell my friend about the milk tea shop. He can't beat Rocket 101 in the express delivery business, so maybe he can get revenge on this milk tea shop. Maybe when this milk tea shop can't be opened, Fourth Uncle will feel better."
Huang Chunhua's wife didn't want to cause trouble: "Hey, he's just a college student. Everyone makes a living by their own ability. We shouldn't provoke others if we have nothing to do."
"It's okay, Fourth Aunt."
Xu Dayong said indifferently: "It's not us who are provoking, I will provide a piece of information, and then sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, what do you think, Fourth Uncle?"
Huang Chunhua didn't say anything, and continued to put things down.
Xu Dayong smiled: "Fourth Uncle didn't object, that means he agreed, after all, it's also a bad breath."
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Two days later, Chen Hansheng was watching the online test of MP3 at the New Century Electronics Factory.
The damage rate of this test is already very low. Zheng Guanti's standard is 0.2%, which means that only two out of every 1,000 MP3s are allowed to have problems.
In fact, Chen Hansheng thinks that in this era, 0.5% is the normal standard for domestic electronic equipment, but Zheng Guanti's strictness is always a good thing.
"What are you going to do with these prototypes?"
Chen Hansheng looked at the test prototypes being put away casually, and his heart suddenly moved.
Zheng Guanti was a little surprised: "What else can I do? Destroy them, because there are still some programs that need to be improved."
"It can be used even if it is not a complete version."
Chen Hansheng pointed to the MP3 sample machines and said: "I will pick 10 test samples with no problems and pack them up and take them away. Is that okay?"
Zheng Guanti shook his head: "It's up to you."
Suddenly, Chen Hansheng's mobile phone rang.
Chen Hansheng didn't say a few words, but hung up the phone, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Zheng Guanti was a little curious.
Chen Hansheng immediately prepared to go back: "Something is going on at the school."
"Do you want me to go over and take a look?" Zheng Guanti asked.
Chen Hansheng shook his head: "You are a big shot, you don't need to get involved in these things. If it is convenient, lend me your security guards."