Huang Chunhua is the owner of the convenience store at the gate of the second canteen of the financial college. He has been operating here for a long time. The financial college graduates one after another and ushers in new students one after another. The convenience store is still here, which has become the memory of many graduates.

Because one of his relatives is the leader of the Logistics Department of the financial institute. In addition to the normal rent, Huang Chunhua also knows the rules and gives his heart to the leaders of the financial institute during the new year's festival.

In short, relying on the student resources of the financial college, Huang Chunhua made a lot of money and bought two suites in Jiangling.

At noon that day, Huang Chunhua strolled back from the outside. His wife scolded at the cashier: "Why are people missing? Don't you know the most people at noon?"

Seeing the middle-aged couple quarreling like this, the students who lined up to pay couldn't help thinking of their parents and chuckled at each other.

"What are you talking about!"

Huang Chunhua slapped the bag in his hand on the table and said, "please have a drink."

Before his wife reacted, a female college student was surprised and said, "this is the milk tea I met. I just came back from there. The environment feels more comfortable than the library."

Huang Chunhua's wife didn't have time to see the milk tea now. She had to check out the students at the cashier first. She didn't pick up the milk tea until 1:30 p.m. when the students who used to buy a bottle of drinks after eating returned to the dormitory.

"This cup is pretty good. The cost must not be cheap. The boss won't do business."

Huang Chunhua's wife "tut tut" commented: "look at Xiao Sun's milk tea shop on the second floor of the canteen. The packaging is thin and like a disposable cup."

"Which milk tea shop is this?" Asked his wife.

Huang Chunhua nuzui: "the stadium."

His wife was surprised: "is it open so soon? Why is there no movement at all? I thought I would set off firecrackers or something."

"Do you still need a whip in that position? Students can see it as long as they are not blind." Huang Chunhua looks angry.

"What are you angry with me?"

Huang Chunhua whispered, then took a sip of milk tea and found that the taste was not too prominent, which was no different from the milk tea on the second floor of the canteen.

What is sweet and greasy is that the packaging is much better.

"I don't understand. Why didn't Dean Lu rent it to me at the beginning, but now he rents it to a student?"

Huang Chunhua said loudly, "I also pay rent. That place is probably the best place for the Institute of finance. Many students patronize it when it just opened."

Huang Chunhua's mother didn't take it seriously: "keep your voice down. There are more than one convenience store in the school. There are both boys' and girls' dormitories downstairs. You can't expect to occupy them all."

"I didn't mean that."

Huang Chunhua waved impatiently: "at the thought of this place, I saw it first. As a result, they didn't rent it to me. They also shirked what they said was inappropriate. Opening a convenience store here affects the overall image."

"Now!"

Huang Chunhua took the milk tea cup and looked at the "meet" cartoon logo with complex eyes: "a college student took it casually and opened a milk tea shop. It's really unwilling."

"Fourth uncle, why not?"

A young man walked into a convenience store. He was not tall but very strong. In Jianye in November, he wore a short sleeve to show his muscle pimples, and his face was full of potholes left by acne.

"Here comes Dayong."

Huang Chunhua nodded. Xu Dayong, his nephew, worked as a driver and Porter in a convenience store. He used to make trouble and fight in his hometown. Later, Huang Chunhua took him to Jianye to help.

There are not many things about convenience stores. He often plays outside and knows many gangsters.

"It's not the utility room in the stadium."

Mrs. Huang Chunhua said, "today, the renovated milk tea shop opened. The business is better. Your uncle thinks it should belong to him. Now he is jealous."

"Who is jealous!"

Huang Chunhua was said to be central thinking, but he didn't admit it: "I just think it's unfair. Why don't you give it to students or me?"

"I thought it was a big deal."

Xu Dayong glanced: "I used to talk to the student boss of the milk tea shop and remind him that some positions can't be occupied casually. We should learn to take them out and share them together."

Huang Chunhua hurriedly stopped: "don't mess around. That student is very famous in the financial college. He is also a student cadre and a three good student of the school. Otherwise, he can't get there."

"His name is Chen Hansheng."

Huang Chunhua's mother knows the name: "the man of the moment in the Academy of finance, he is only a sophomore, and he founded rocket 101."

"So coincidentally, is Chen Hansheng of rocket 101 also the owner of the milk tea shop?"

Xu Dayong bluffed: "I have a friend who is also a courier. He used to run business in Jinling Institute of science and technology. Later, when rocket 101 entered, he was driven out. At that time, the territory was accepted by rocket 101. Chen Hansheng and they picked up a market for nothing."

"That can't be a direct conflict."

Huang Chunhua said, "let's do small store business honestly."

"I know. If I knew it was Chen Hansheng of rocket 101, I wouldn't dare to provoke him."

Xu Dayong said with a smile: "the boy has a complicated relationship outside. My friend is not the owner of losses, but after Chen Hansheng became Yin, he just couldn't find a chance to revenge in the express industry."

Huang Chunhua sighed, shook his head and began to tidy up the goods on the shelf.

Xu Dayong thought for a moment and said, "we can't afford to annoy Chen Hansheng. Just tell my friend the news of the milk tea shop. He can't play rocket 101 in the express business. Maybe he can revenge in the milk tea shop. Maybe the milk tea shop can't open at that time. My fourth uncle is more comfortable."

Huang Chunhua's mother didn't want to cause trouble: "Hey, I'm a college student. Everyone depends on their abilities. Don't provoke others if we have nothing."

"It's all right, fourth aunt."

Xu Dayong said indifferently, "if we didn't provoke us, I'll provide a message, and then sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight. What do you say, fourth uncle?"

Huang Chunhua didn't speak and continued to put his things down.

Xu Dayong smiled: "my fourth uncle didn't object, that's to agree. After all, it's also a bad breath."

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Two days later, Chen Hansheng was watching the online test of MP3 in the new century electronics factory.

The detection damage rate this time is very low. Zheng guanti's standard is 2 / 1000, that is, only two MP3 players are allowed to have problems.

In fact, Chen Hansheng thinks that in this era, five thousandths 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 was suddenly moved when he watched the test prototypes being put away at will.

Zheng guanti was a little strange: "what else can we do? Destroy it, because there are still some procedures that need to be improved."

"Not the full version can also be used."

Chen Hansheng pointed to those MP3 sample machines and said, "I'll pick 10 sample machines that have no problem in the test, pack them and take them away. Is it OK?"

Zheng guanti shook her head: "it's up to you."

Suddenly, Chen Hansheng's cell phone rang.

Chen Hansheng didn't say a word, but hung up the phone with fierce light in his eyes.

"What's the matter?"

Zheng guanti is a little curious.

Chen Hansheng immediately prepared to go back: "there is something wrong with the school."

"Shall I go and have a look?" Zheng guanti asked.

Chen Hansheng shook his head: "you are a big man. You don't have to get involved in these things. If it's convenient, lend me your security guard."

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