Chapter 458 "Dad" decided to help "son" again
Chapter 458 "Dad" decided to help "Son" again
"He's fine now."
Mou Jiawen said: "Imperial Tea is very popular in our school. Even the neighboring Huazhong Normal University and Huazhong Agricultural University have many loyal fans. There is a long queue at the door every day. A branch store has even been opened near the basketball court in the west district."
Chen nodded. He was the one who selected and finalized the location of the branch store at the West District Basketball Court for Huang Baihan.
After Mou Jiawen finished speaking, she lowered her head and took two sips of orange juice, then stared at the sneakers on her feet in silence.
It was like only half of the movie was shown, and the second half was abruptly cut off.
Chen smacked his lips. What Xiao Mou said was actually visible to everyone.
However, she did not mention anything about Huang Baihan's personal life. I don't know if it was to avoid suspicion or because she felt that these had nothing to do with her.
However, Chen still remembers one thing: when the Software Research Institute was established at the beginning of the month, he often had to go to Huazhong University of Science and Technology to discuss the details of the cooperation.
Perhaps because they were in contact too frequently, Huang Baihan misunderstood, so he hurriedly explained:
"Chen Zhe, it's not that I insist on keeping Xu Yue in Royal Tea, she wanted to stay to help."
At that time, Chen was so busy that he had no time to think about these trivial matters. Now thinking back, this was clearly an attempt to cover up one's mistake.
"What is Huang Bohan's current relationship status?"
It was like a sudden drizzle in June. When Chen asked, he didn't give Mou Jiawen any time to think.
This is also a test to see Xiao Mou's reaction.
"Depend on!"
Mou Jiawen was stunned for a moment, then said unhappily: "You have such a good relationship with him, why do you need to know from me?"
Chen Zhuo shrugged: "I've been too busy this month. Da Huang wanted to come over several times to talk about the development of the milk tea shop and the dividends, but I didn't have time to see him."
"Profits from the milk tea shop?"
Mou Jiawen asked curiously.
"probably."
Chen Zhuo was a little speechless: "The raw materials of Royal Tea are all genuine and at a good price. Even if the turnover is a little higher, the profit margin has been squeezed. I didn't urge him to pay back the money. I don't know why that guy is so anxious."
When the Royal Tea Shop opened, in addition to the rent, all miscellaneous expenses such as decoration, machinery, labor, purchase of raw materials, etc. were supported by Chen.
He even sent General Song Qing to assist.
However, in order to let Dahuang experience the hardships of the entrepreneurial process and have a sense of crisis hanging over his head at all times, Chen only said "borrow" but did not say "give".
However, this "loan" has neither interest nor repayment deadline, and even the specific cost has not been calculated. It is clearly a confusing account.
"Da Huang has a strong sense of self-esteem. You may not care about this little money, but he feels that he must pay it back as soon as possible, hoping to gain recognition from everyone and you..."
As Mou Jiawen spoke, she felt as if she knew Huang Baihan too well, so she looked away and kept silent.
Chen Zhuo sighed, if he hadn't loved her seriously in the past, how could he have observed her so carefully?
"You haven't told me yet, how is Da Huang's love life?"
Chen continued to ask.
At the same time, I was also observing. If Xiao Mou said "I don't know!" in a bad mood, it meant that he still had some emotion.
In a relationship between a man and a woman, having emotions is actually a good thing, because it means that one has not completely let go in one's heart.
If Xiaomou answered...
"He seems to be getting close to a senior from the student union recently."
Mou Jiawen said openly, "She was the girl who helped confront Dong Yong on the day when the Royal Tea Shop opened."
"It's cold!"
Chen Zhu thought that Xiao Mou's reaction basically showed that she was able to look at that naive first love rationally.
The love between opposite sexes is like the light of a flashlight. The light seems to be shining on the other person, but in fact, you are the source of the light by pressing the switch.
Now that Mou Jiawen has removed the batteries and turned off the light source, perhaps in her eyes, Dahuang has lost all its glory.
"What a pity!"
Chen Zhu felt that Xiao Mou was such a good girl, a thousand times better than Xu Yue in every aspect.
Although Mou Jiawen did not give a detailed introduction, Chen knew that the "senior sister from the Student Union" was Xu Yue.
Of course, Chen was not very surprised by the result of "eating shit again".
Huang Baihan's emotional experience was like a blank sheet of paper in front of Xu Yue. With a little trick, although he couldn't have 100% control over it, it would not be a problem for him to get back to Huang Baihan.
Perhaps from a God's perspective, one can see Xu Yue's ill intentions, but if one puts oneself in her shoes, these young male cooks would indeed find it difficult to resist a "caring and gentle" senior sister in college.
"How about the girl?"
Chen pretended not to know Xu Yue and prepared to listen to the evaluation of Xiao Mou, his "ex-girlfriend".
"It should be pretty good."
Mou Jiawen thought for a moment and said, "Sometimes when I pass by the second canteen, I often see them busy together. The milk tea shop is so tiring. I think it is not easy to share the joys and sorrows."
"share weal and woe?"
Chen sneered barely noticeably. He probably was just slacking off. After all, he finally shed a few drops of sweat, but it was probably just for Huang Baihan and outsiders to see.
Because according to the original historical trajectory, Xu Yue at this time not only had not completely broken up with her first love boyfriend, but also had several ambiguous objects both inside and outside of school.
In the eyes of a cautious scumbag like Chen, Senior Sister Xu is still too bold, or too promiscuous, and has no caution at all in "playing multiple games at the same time".
Look how careful Chen Zhe is. He almost never eats alone with the school beauty Song at Zhongda, or he will bring a few helpers along.
Now Huang Baihan and Mou Jiawen don’t know Xu Yue’s true face, in large part because they are not students in the same class and it is difficult for them to get into her social circle.
"It would be nice if someone could tell them the truth."
Chen thought silently that it would be better if "that person" was a student of SCNU, which would be more convincing.
This thought flashed through everyone's mind, and soon everyone finished their drinks, so they stood up and prepared to leave.
Zhao Yuanyuan and Cong Ni returned to Sun Yat-sen University, Mou Jiawen returned to South China University of Technology, and Chen Zhuo and Song Shiwei went to the bus stop to see them off.
It was already very hot in Guangzhou at the end of April. The sun was shining brightly above our heads, and it was so bright that we couldn’t open our eyes. The cicadas were chirping constantly, and it seemed that there was some color of summer in the air.
I finally reached the bus stop under the shade of trees. The thin clothes on my body seemed like the transparent wings of a time-travel cicada. When the cool breeze blew over me, I felt as if I was back in time at the 100-day oath-taking ceremony in high school.
That day, Huang Baihan, with his furry beard, was being directed by the reborn Chen Zhuo to move a stool.
The bus in the distance staggered over like a drunk. Chen Zhuo suddenly asked without thinking, "Xiao Mou, do you still consider Huang Baihan a friend?"
"Ok?"
Mou Jiawen tilted her head, let her hair down, and asked without hesitation, "Why not?"
Then he got on the bus with a thump, and waved goodbye as he left under the watchful eyes of someone who could see the big picture from the small details.
……
In the afternoon, Chen Zhuo and Song Shiwei both had small classes, and they were not even in the same teaching building, so they went to their separate classrooms.
"Why not just call Huang Baihan over?"
Before they parted, Chen Zhuo jokingly said, "Let's find out what kind of girl can snatch Huang Baihan away from Xiao Mou?"
Song Shiwei did not comment.
Although she felt that Chen Zhuo's description was a little wrong, it was not snatched away from Xiao Mou, they just had no destiny.
In the evening after three classes, Huang Baihan arrived at CUHK.
Just as Chen Zhuo was very familiar with CUHK, Huang Baihan was not unfamiliar with CUHK at all. He came to the second floor of the library with ease. At this time, Chen Zhuo and Song Shiwei had not finished their classes yet.
At around five o'clock, Chen Zhecai finally showed up.
"Wow, Mr. Huang is here. Where is your Rolls-Royce parked?"
Chen Zhuo was very happy to see Da Huang. This kind of pure friendship where there is no pressure in getting along with each other is what is called friendship.
The kind of relationship built for utilitarian purposes, which is sometimes filled with gains and losses and sometimes full of anxiety, is nothing but the so-called "connection".
"What about Rolls-Royce? I can't even afford a Toyota now!"
Huang Baihan said with a laugh.
Da Huang actually feels the same way. No matter how awesome and successful Chen Zhe is now, there is always a shadow in his heart—the introverted classmate who silently does math problems during evening study.
"How are you doing lately?"
Although Chen Zhuo had a general idea of it from Xiao Mou, he wanted to hear Huang Baihan's own description, and secondly, this was a common greeting between friends when they met.
"It's okay..." Huang Baihan talked about the situation during this period.
Chen Zhu was also observing Da Huang's mental state. Perhaps because he often had to transport the fruits himself, Huang Baihan's skin color became a little darker than before and his hair was cut shorter.
I don’t know when his previous glasses with thick bottle bottoms were replaced with the currently popular acetate frames, and he no longer has a hairy beard on his lips. Although he doesn’t shave very cleanly, the scattered stubble makes him look more masculine.
Sure enough, starting a business and going abroad are both very challenging. After all, one has to face all kinds of unexpected problems alone.
During this time, Song Shiwei and Cong Ni also came over after class, and Dahuang began to stutter a little when he spoke.
After all, she was the school belle Song back then. How many boys in that class of Zhizhong could speak fluently in front of her?
However, Huang Baihan did not mention anything about Xu Yue, and Chen Zhuo did not ask about it in person. Instead, he called Dahuang to go to the cafeteria to eat.
"I won't go there to eat. The night is the busiest time and the milk tea shop can't handle it."
Huang Baihan put the backpack on his lap, took out a card from it, and his expression suddenly became a little unusual.
Like a macho man lifting weights in the gym, he can't wait to show off his muscles and his pride.
Chen Zhuo suddenly remembered Xiao Mou's words:
"Da Huang has a strong sense of self-esteem. He hopes to pay back the money as soon as possible and gain everyone's recognition..."
"cough!"
Huang Baihan coughed lightly, and Chen analyzed that the cough was most likely to attract the attention of Song Shiwei and Cong Ni.
"The first month's dividends from the Royal Tea Shop, the net profit, will be split with you in half. The password is 123456. From now on, the dividends will be deposited into this card on time every quarter."
Huang Baihan pretended nothing had happened and spoke in a normal tone.
"what?"
Chen was stunned.
When Huang Baihan touched the card just now, Chen Zhe roughly guessed what he meant, but there were two things he didn't expect.
The first thing I didn't expect was that Da Huang could say such arrogant words. The people who didn't know the truth thought that Chen Zhe was a younger brother who got money from the big brother.
The second unexpected thing was that Huang Baihan actually split the net profit in half.
"Why give me so much?"
Chen Zhuo curled his lips and said, "Isn't it okay to just pay the money back normally?"
"I converted all the money you borrowed into shares."
Huang Baihan straightened his chest and said, "I am too lazy to calculate who gets more and who gets less, and you don't have to worry about it. Anyway, we will split it in half. Last month's net profit was 36,000 yuan, and there is 18,000 yuan in this card now. Next month, I plan to launch a new product, and the profit may be higher..."
Huang Baihan kept talking, his eyes excited and innocent.
The excitement is that it seems as if it is in the plan that I can make a lot of money in the future;
The simple thing is that he never seemed to have thought that if the profits were split in half in the long run, he would be the one who suffered the loss.
Chen crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair, looking a little amused and a little touched, staring at his best friend in silence.
"what happened?"
Huang Baihan felt a little numb when he was looked at, and couldn't help asking, "Do you think there might be no market for mango milkshake?"
Chen shook his head. He suddenly felt:
Dahuang is a fool. He is too sentimental and may not be cut out for business. His milk tea shop is doing well now, but it just takes advantage of the product innovation feature.
Secondly, this business scale does not require consideration of team interest distribution, market strategic planning, or win-win business cooperation.
In the future, as the number of milk tea shops increases and the number of employees increases, if others follow suit and start using real ingredients, Royal Tea will face the problem of internal homogeneity.
By that time, Huang Baihan's honest and kind character would become a "burden". Even if Royal Tea had the advantage of the first mover advantage, it might not be able to fight to the end.
But so what?
Isn’t it because of his character that I am on good terms with Da Huang?
People who are too calculating are not suitable to be friends at all!
"Is that because there's a flower on my face?"
Huang Baihan rolled his eyes and muttered, saying that a boy with normal sexual orientation would probably feel uncomfortable being stared at by another boy.
"This is not."
Chen raised the corners of his mouth in a sly way: "I just think that your behavior of handing over the money you earn is very much like a son who is filial to his father after work..."
"Hold!"
Before Chen Zhuo could finish his words, Huang Baihan tried to snatch the card back, but Chen Zhuo was one step faster and put the card in his pocket first.
It was the first time that Cong Ni saw Chen acting so childishly. She whispered to Song Shiwei, "Mr. Chen has always been a steady and resolute old cadre. I guess even kissing is done in a proper manner. I didn't expect that he also has a lively side."
"No."
Song Shiwei said lightly.
"I see it."
Cong Ni sighed, thinking that it was because they and their friends didn't have the right connections, so they couldn't see Chen's lively side.
Song Shiwei blinked her eyes, and her long eyelashes trembled, like a small stone thrown into the clear lake, forming ripples in the middle of the lake that did not sink to the bottom.
In fact, what Sweet sister denied was that Chen Zhe was not always well-behaved. On his birthday night in the room of Shanghai Garden Hotel, he was so crazy that it was a little scary.
But this is just a little secret between lovers, and someone as cold and aloof as School Belle Song would naturally not tell anyone.
"Let's go! You guys go to the Huagong and have some fun. I'll treat you all to dinner and milk tea."
On the other side, Huang Baihan had already stood up and was shyly exchanging pleasantries with Song Shiwei and Cong Ni. He deliberately ignored Chen Zhe and planned to leave the library.
"and many more."
Chen Zhuo stopped him.
"What's wrong?"
Huang Baihan turned his head.
"...Nothing."
Chen Zhuo hesitated to speak, and just said jokingly: "I think that a father can't really ignore his son, so I'll help you one last time."
"roll!"
Huang Baihan thought Chen Zhu was teasing him, so he cursed at him angrily and left in a hurry with his schoolbag on his back.
Chen Zhuo didn't explain anything to Sister Sweet, he just said that he had to go back to the company for something.
In the office in Tech Valley, Chen Zhuo called Meng Zhixue, the current engineer of the "Reply" project and former president of the Student Union of Huazhong University of Science and Technology.
It was the first time that Meng Zhixue had a private communication with the young big boss, because Chen Zhuo usually communicated directly with the project leader Dr. Lu Hui and could never reach Meng Zhixue's level.
However, Chen has been a leader for so long that he is very good at manipulating people's hearts, even if he needs help from his subordinates.
After he called Meng Zhixue in, he did not speak to him directly, but lowered his head and handled his official business.
The office was quiet, with only the rustling sound of signatures or the sound of flipping papers. But to Meng Zhixue, these noises sounded like Mount Tai, heavier than a thousand pounds, even if they were just snowflakes.
He thought he had offended the boss in some way.
Before Meng Zhixue came to this project, he had learned about Chen Zhuo from the media and some interviews. After final analysis, he came to the conclusion that the big boss was either a natural talent or had a deep family background.
He is young, but definitely not an ordinary person, nor someone I can afford to offend.
He was left alone for a while (not too long), because Meng Zhixue didn't really make any mistakes, he just wanted to take the initiative in the communication.
Two or three minutes later, Chen signed the last word, closed the folder, looked up and greeted with a smile: "Sorry, Mr. Meng, there are too many things to deal with."
At this time, Meng Zhixue was anxiously guessing whether he was going to be expelled from the project.
Suddenly seeing Chen’s gentle smile, the feeling was like the sense of salvation when the sky suddenly clears up after a month of rain.
"It's okay, you're busy anyway."
Meng Zhixue lifted his butt off the chair, half stood up, and replied with an apologetic smile.
In fact, he didn't want to stand up on his own, but in this situation, the brain has lost the ability to think and is subconsciously dominated by instinctive reactions.
Chen thought to himself that he was still a good baby in the ivory tower. Although he had studied for so many years and became a master, he was so easy to control.
How did Director Chen deal with those disobedient troublemakers in the past?
Don't think that since you are in the establishment, you cannot be fired and nothing can be done to you.
When he went to talk to the troublemaker, he would wait for a few minutes like this, then he took out an anonymous letter of complaint about the troublemaker from the drawer and said expressionlessly: "Leader of the Discipline Inspection Commission, let me verify whether this is true."
Don’t worry about where the anonymous report letter comes from, but the content of the report must be true. When civil servants hear the words “Disciplinary Committee”, ask them if they are afraid?
At the same time, I used emotional and logical warnings to persuade him. After the troublemaker finished reading the contents of the report letter, I stuffed the report letter back into the drawer in front of him and said, "Don't worry about this matter. Just focus on your work."
The next day when the troublemaker went to work, he made sure to have a clean bowel movement, for fear that going to the toilet during work would upset his boss.
Of course, I couldn't use these tricks on Meng Zhixue, so as not to scare the "little white rabbit". Chen just smiled and leaned forward and asked politely:
"Meng Gong, are there any classmates you are familiar with and trust in the current Huazhong University of Science and Technology Student Union?"
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(End of this chapter)