Chapter 102: Chapter 91: This Time It's My Turn to Give You a Massage! (6k for subscription!)_2

"Hmm, a classmate of ours."

"Oh, she seems really impressive."

"How is she impressive?"

"The shrimp paste she squeezed out looks so nice, perfectly round and adorable; just looking at it makes you hungry."

An Nuannuan remarked earnestly.

Xu Musen couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this; she sometimes 'got' things that were different from everyone else.

Not too far away, Zhao Lianmai, who was organizing dishes, heard An Nuannuan's compliment and slightly raised her head to glance at her.

Seeing the wheelchair beneath her and after a moment of silent contemplation, her look towards Xu Musen became even more complex.

This jerk, he couldn't possibly be deceiving a disabled person, could he?

And this girl seems so naive and easy to deceive; being with a playboy like him, there's unlikely to be a good outcome.

Her lips pursed, in the end, she didn't know what to say.

After eating for half an hour, An Nuannuan was touching her little belly with a blissful expression.

"I'm so full, so satisfied."

"I'm just afraid if you eat like this every day, you'll graduate from college slower than pigs are fattened up for slaughter."

"Pigs are also very cute."

An Nuannuan didn't care in the least; after all, the only unforgivable thing in this world is to let good food go to waste.

"You rest for a bit."

Xu Musen stood up to pay the bill.

Zhao Lianmai seemed to want to keep her distance from him, leaving Xu Musen a bit helpless.

But he quite admired students who could bring themselves to look for a part-time job as soon as school started.

Xu Musen also felt that he needed to speed up his own money-making efforts.

Although there was still over half a month of military training left, if he could seize the opportunity during this period, it would be a chance.

He observed carefully and saw that there were obvious issues with the layout of the restaurant.

Perhaps because the restaurant was built early, they didn't anticipate such a large number of students, so there were not many seats available.

With nearly a hundred shops, the seating ratio was less than one to five; that is, if it's dine-in service, a shop can only accommodate four or five customers at the same time.

During the time he was eating, there were four or five people who wanted to eat hotpot, but had to leave because there weren't any seats available.

For the shop owners, that was just a loss of money.

With this in mind, Xu Musen's eyes gleamed with an idea.

"Boss, how much do I owe?"

"Alright, let me calculate it."

The boss took over the sticks in the bucket and began tallying the bill.

Xu Musen casually chatted: "Boss, your business looks really good. A few students wanted to come eat just now but couldn't find a seat."

The boss smiled but then sighed, "It's alright, but we can't help it, the amount of seating is set by the cafeteria. When it's busy and we have more people, we can't accommodate them all; we can only earn our money through hard work every day." Searᴄh the novёlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Listening, Xu Musen nodded thoughtfully, then said, "One of my friends told me that their school cafeteria is even smaller, but someone launched a campus delivery platform, and even if students don't leave their dorm rooms, they still have food delivered to their doors, and the boss earns even more."

"Really? That can't be a job where someone has to run deliveries all day, right? Our little shop doesn't earn enough in a month to afford that kind of employee."

The boss sounded intrigued but then shook his head.

Actually, the concept of food delivery has been around since the Song Dynasty, but back then, it was a service only wealthy officials and nobles could enjoy.

Besides, delivering goods is a physically demanding job that requires a high salary; their small shop might not earn enough in a month from deliveries to pay a courier's monthly wage.

Small businesses like theirs can't handle it.

If they formed a partnership, it would involve different people with various intentions; issues could arise from differing business volumes and meal times.

Listening, Xu Musen's heart grew brighter with each word he heard.

Their pain points were Xu Musen's business opportunities.

"Boss, if there was a platform where students could order online and you just had to accept orders on your phone, with the platform only taking a cut from the profit of each order and no other fees, what percentage would you be willing to accept?"

The boss thought earnestly for a while; in catering, the general profit was around sixty percent, but the customers lost every day were also an invisible loss.

After all, earning more could, to a certain degree, spread out the costs.

And the delivery model would save on storefront expenses, which could increase profit margins.

Plus, these would all be additional income; free money was not to be ignored.

After considering it, he figured that anything below fifty percent wouldn't be very profitable for a restaurant. If they had to share profits, they could at most spare one or two percent.

"If there really was such a convenient platform, letting go of one percent profit wouldn't be impossible. But I've never heard of such a system."

"Just because it doesn't exist now doesn't mean it won't in the future. If such a project comes up, you'll be the first one I discuss it with," Xu Musen said cheerily.

The boss looked at the young student before him; even though he spoke well, he was still young after all, and the boss took his words about doing business as a joke.

He also chuckled, replying casually, "Sure, young people should have that drive. If you really pull it off, I'll definitely support it. The total comes to thirty-five yuan and eighty cents, but I'll round it down to thirty-five for you."

"Boss, you're generous."

After paying, Xu Musen was about to return when he turned and found himself meeting Zhao Lianmai's gaze.

She moved a step closer and whispered, "Come with me for a moment."

Without further ado, she walked to a secluded corner of the room.

Xu Musen followed her.

"Zhao, do you need something from me?"

Xu Musen asked with a smile, remembering that they were from the same hometown, but from the time they took the subway, she seemed to have an aversion to him.