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Neon is indeed the most developed in this regard, and the decoration here is obviously not much different from that of later generations.
Chapter 65: A few hours are not enough
Room 302 was their room. It was only after Songgang Dong walked in that he realized that there were such things as water beds at that time. Neon was really advanced in this regard.
"Then I'll go take a shower first?" Chiyoko said with a blushing face.
Songgang Dong just sat on the bed and said calmly: "Take it off now."
"But I sweated a lot." She felt depressed at such a straightforward statement.
Although she felt that it would be acceptable if it was Songgang Dong, she also wanted to enjoy her first time well.
However, Songgang Dong just looked at her calmly. Although he didn't say anything, his meaning was very clear. She gritted her teeth and slowly began to touch her weapons.
One thing after another, she didn't dare to look at Song Gangdong. She just felt ashamed and wanted to hide, but it was impossible.
She felt a little sad. It was completely different from what she had imagined, where she would be treated gently. She felt like a commodity at this moment.
Finally, it was time for her to get to the end. She instinctively covered her important parts with her hands and looked down at her blanket, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement.
"What is he doing?" She looked up secretly with confusion and trepidation.
Then I saw that there was no one on the bed, and then I heard a voice behind me: "Leave your sister's affairs to me, remember that you are mine now."
Then she heard the sound of a door opening and closing, which shocked her greatly, but she finally collapsed on the blanket and started crying.
The clerk below was very surprised to see Song Gangdong coming out, and then looked at him with pity and said, "Hey, brother, I still have medicine to sell."
Song Gangdong's expression changed slightly and he responded angrily: "I just had something urgent to do, otherwise a few hours would not be enough."
"I'm sorry, I misunderstood," the clerk said with a laugh but obviously didn't quite believe it.
But Song Gangdong didn't want to argue with him and walked out quickly. The sun was setting outside and the cool autumn breeze made him feel less hot.
In fact, everything that happened just now was a test. If a girl could do that, it meant that she was completely devoted to him. Unless she was a particularly vicious woman, something unexpected would happen. But in his opinion, Chiyo would not.
"I don't know whether it's a test for her or for myself." He felt like he had done something stupid.
It doesn't really matter if he really takes action, but then his bottom line will be gone. At least it should be accepted by the other party happily, but when there are too many external factors, it's better to forget it.
He had some plans for Chiyoko's accident. He could train her as his confidant in the future. After all, he would definitely have a lot of industries in the future, and they would require someone he trusted to manage them.
It can be said that Tomoyo will be his housekeeper in the future. Of course, this is just a backup option, and it depends on how she grows in the future.
After dealing with this matter, Songgang Dong went to the hospital first and then hurried back to the dessert shop. When he opened the door, he saw several girls sitting and resting. There were only a few customers inside.
"Brother Songgang, where have you been?" Saori asked curiously.
"I took a stroll around here and it looks like I've finished my work," Song Gangdong said perfunctorily.
"We have a lot of customers today, so sorry to bother you with your help," said Yumi Nagasawa embarrassedly.
"It's no trouble. It can be regarded as an after-meal exercise," Shinomiya Mikoto responded with a smile.
Song Gangdong smiled and said, "Then our consumption can be waived."
"It's natural that sister Saori and the eldest lady have worked so hard. You can order anything in the store," said Yumi Nagasawa with certainty.
Saori said very impolitely: "Then I want to eat cheesecake, mousse cake, cocoa milk, strawberry sundae and mille-feuille."
"No problem," Yumi Nagasawa immediately asked the clerk to bring it over.
Shinomiya Mikoto and Matsuoka Tou also ordered some random food, and then the few of them leisurely enjoyed the late afternoon tea.
"Sister Yumi, I want to come here to work part-time when my foot heals," Shinomiya Mikoto said seriously.
This made Nagasawa Yumi very happy: "That's great, then the young lady will be the store manager here."
"No, no, I'm just a part-time clerk. This store is your hard work. If you don't agree, I won't come," Shinomiya Mikoto quickly refused.
Seeing that she was very persistent, Yumi Nagasawa could only agree: "Okay then, I will pay you the highest hourly wage, Miss."
"Don't do that, just be normal," Shinomiya Mikoto said firmly.
"I understand, Miss," Yumi Nagasawa was obviously a little frustrated.
Song Gangdong felt that she was really hopeless. This guy was so loyal that it was hard to understand. Maybe what happened must be very profound.
Looking at her, he couldn't help but think of Tomoyo. He didn't know how that guy was doing now. He would be very satisfied if he could have the same loyalty as the maid Nagasawa.
"A-choo..."
Tomoyo also walked out of the hotel under the sympathetic gaze of the front desk clerk. Maybe because she caught a cold just now, she sneezed loudly as she went out.
"Damn it, am I so unattractive?" She thought with red eyes and gritting her teeth.
Although nothing happened that made her feel relaxed, girls' minds are so complicated that she felt even more depressed.
"I'll go see my sister first and then go back to the Internet cafe," she decided after organizing her thoughts.
"Tomoyo, tell me the truth, what is your relationship with that boy today?"
As soon as she arrived at the front desk, Naruko grabbed her and asked her with shining eyes. Not only her, but other nurses also pricked up their ears to listen.
"There's no relationship, we're just ordinary friends," Tomoyo replied with twinkling eyes.
"Stop joking. If they were just ordinary friends, why would they spend such a large sum of money on you?" Naruko said with a smile.
"What money?" Tomoyo was stunned.
Naruko smiled and said, "Your sister's medical bills have been paid in full, with a 200,000 yen advance and a new hospital room, so you'll have to go straight to the VIP area in a bit."
After hearing this, Chiyo suddenly became a little dazed. She didn't expect that Matsuoka Dong would act so quickly. This made her feel relieved but also very disappointed.
Because she no longer belongs to herself at this moment, but thinking that her sister may be able to recover in the future, it doesn't matter. As long as Mami is healthy, she will absolutely obey Matsuoka Dong.
"What are you thinking about? If you don't want to say it, forget it, but you have to catch this young man who is so rich and willing to spend money on you," Naruko reminded.
Tomoyo came back to her senses and said shyly, "I'm going to see my sister first."
She got the house number from Naruko and ran away, while the other nurses started gossiping, of course, about how Tomoyo had hooked up with the rich guy.
Chapter 66: School Festival Begins
The school festival finally began. The students were busy in the morning. The classroom was decorated like a restaurant, and Songgang Dong and other fried noodles students were preparing ingredients.
"Brother Songgang, let's go out for a walk together when we change shifts later," Saori said coquettishly while wearing a waiter's uniform.
"Okay," Song Gangdong agreed casually.
He was actually quite curious about the school festival. After all, there was no such thing in China, and this time he was actually participating in it, so even if Saori didn't say anything, he would have wanted to have fun.
"That's great." Saori said happily and went to the front to get busy.
She did this because Shinomiya Mikoto had been assigned to work at the broadcasting station due to her mobility problems. After all, that required sitting all the time, so they would be alone together for a while.
"Oh no! Something happened to the noodles I ordered on the way here!"
Just before the start, a classmate shouted in panic, which made everyone a little confused. What would they use to cook without noodles?
"Should we ask the store to deliver it now?" squad leader Yoshikawa asked calmly.
"There's not enough time, it's about to start," said the boy very frustrated.
"There is no noodle shop near the school," someone else added.
Yoshikawa thought for a moment and said, "Then we can just buy packaged ramen and make it."
"But this will exceed the budget by a lot," a girl said weakly.
The school festival's funding is limited, and the school cannot afford such a huge loss, so the students have to solve it themselves, which is a considerable expense.
"The side dishes have arrived. Now we can only use these to serve the business and make vegetable salads or something like that," Yoshikawa said with a sigh.
“But there aren’t many side dishes, and I don’t think it will last half the time,” the girl in charge of logistics reminded.
"Let's do this first, and then I'll go to the nearby supermarket to see if there are any cheap vegetables." Yoshikawa felt a little headache.
You have to know that vegetables in Japan have always been very expensive, so even if all the class funds are spent, the ingredients purchased would probably not be enough to support the business.
"No need to go through so much trouble. There should be flour in the cafeteria. Go buy a bag and leave the flour problem to me," Songgang stood up and said with a smile.
Yoshikawa was very surprised: "Do you want to make handmade noodles?"
"Yes, I have learned some things before so there is no problem, but we have to be quick because it takes some time to knead the dough," Songgang Dong nodded in affirmative response.
"Then I'll leave Songgang-kun to you. Everyone, go to the cafeteria and buy some noodles." Seeing how confident he was, Yoshikawa started giving orders.
The flour was quickly brought back and Songgang Dong started to get busy. Fortunately, the dough for making ramen noodles did not need to be left out for a long time, fifteen minutes was enough.
"Songgang actually makes ramen!"
After a while, some students discovered that the noodles he made were not the kind of handmade noodles cut with a knife, but the ramen that can only be seen in most Chinese restaurants.
"That's right. If the fried noodles are made with ordinary noodles, the taste will be worse. This kind of ramen is the best," Songgang Dong explained while making it.
Then after a while he pulled out noodles of suitable thickness with his hands, which amazed everyone. After all, this kind of skill is rare in normal times.
"Wow! Brother Songgang, when did you learn this? I didn't even know it," Saori said in surprise.
"Well, I've been very interested in food for a while," Songgang Dong answered perfunctorily.
In fact, he learned this skill when he was working in a ramen restaurant in Lanzhou. At that time, he was just a noodle cook. Then he saw the ramen chef there teaching a very stupid person.
The man studied for several weeks before he could barely learn it, and it was only after the ramen chef broke down the movements and taught him step by step that he was able to succeed. The chef was so angry that he almost doubted his life.
If that stupid apprentice wasn't his nephew, he would have been kicked out long ago. However, Song Gangdong, who was watching from the side, learned it by just watching.
"Attention everyone, the crowd is coming"
The person at the door reminded everyone, and this sound made everyone get into the mood, because now Songgang Dong was the only one who could make ramen, so the temporary kitchen was centered around him.
Soon, students, parents and some idle people came in. Because they only had fried noodles, they ordered very quickly.
“Oh, it’s ramen.”
"He looks very experienced, maybe his family runs a shop."
"Hiss, the noodles he made are more evenly distributed than the ones I ate at the restaurant. His cooking skills are definitely good."
All the guests who come can see Songgang Dong's smooth and flowing noodle-making movements, which greatly increases their appetite. After all, this kind of visual impact is still very strong.
The result did not disappoint them. The noodles were chewy and had a very good texture. Of course, the taste was only average, and the score was entirely due to the noodles themselves.