Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 647 These Warm Days

Chen pushed open the glass door of the milk tea shop and found that Huang Bohan was not inside.

But business must be pretty good, all the dozen or so small tables were full, even though some of the customers weren't actually buying milk tea, they were just coming in to relax in the air conditioning after shopping.

However, no one in the store chased away these "seat-hogging customers." Instead, a waiter gently placed a glass of water on the table.

Some customers who hadn't made a purchase said in surprise, "We didn't order this."

The waiter smiled and replied, "This is free. If you would like a refill, you can go to the front desk."

Finally, some male customers felt embarrassed and simply urged their wives to go to the front desk and buy a drink.

This is a scene that Chen witnessed firsthand, but it reflects the effort that Royal Tea has put into employee training and service philosophy.

Da Huang is indeed much more obedient now. When Chen said to "focus on hygiene, improve service, pay attention to quality control, and raise the standard of living," he did almost everything.

"Sister Yun."

Chen walked to the front desk and greeted the store manager, Jiang Qiaoyun.

"Mr. Chen!"

Jiang Qiaoyun, who was busy, paused for a moment, then said, "President Huang went to look at the address of another store, but President Mou is still here. I'll go and call her."

Jiang Qiaoyun's position in Royal Tea is roughly the same as Song Qing's; both are veterans who have grown alongside the company.

Chen Zhe knew about Huang Bohan's plan to open a new store in Dongshankou.

But who is "President Mou"? Is it Mou Jiawen?

Isn't she some kind of "food safety consultant"?

Soon, Mu Jiawen came out of the operating room. She didn't look much different, but her hair had grown longer and was tied into a short ponytail that swayed back and forth.

Chen asked the reason for "General Manager Mou".

Mu Jiawen said smugly, "I'm not a food safety consultant anymore, I'm the chief food safety consultant. What's wrong with calling me President Mu?"

"It seems that your Royal Tea leadership team underwent a formal restructuring recently?"

Chen thought for a moment and asked.

"Correct!"

Xiao Mou cleared his throat and said seriously, "There are now five members on the Tea Committee Standing Committee: Huang Baihan is the founder, there is Sister Yun who is in charge of store management, Brother Dong who is in charge of purchasing, Sister Zhen who is in charge of training and publicity, and finally, I am President Mou, who is in charge of food safety."

"Return the Standing Committee member of the Tea Committee..."

Chen was speechless: "Who is this Sister Zhen?"

“She used to be a life insurance salesperson. Once she came to the store to promote insurance.”

Mu Jiawen explained, "Huang Bohan thought she was very eloquent, so he asked her if she would like to work for the company. The team was just missing someone who could speak well and inspire people. Sister Zhen thought about it for one night and resigned the next day to report for duty."

Chen nodded, recalling the early days when, due to a genuine shortage of personnel, he often promoted newly acquainted employees to important positions.

"Is Sister Zhen around thirty years old? She's divorced, has short hair, and is of average appearance, but she likes to wear leather shoes and blazers. Her voice is a bit hoarse, and she has a very straightforward and outspoken personality."

Chen sketched out an image.

Mu Jiawen looked as if she had seen a ghost: "You've seen her before?"

"No."

Chen said with a grin, "But when you said she used to sell insurance, that's the first thing that came to my mind."

"You're as smart as a monster."

Mu Jiawen rolled her eyes and continued, "Sister Zhen's abilities are truly undeniable. Since she came, she's taken charge of the training aspect. Haven't you noticed that our service has improved?"

"felt it."

Chen thought to himself that salespeople from life insurance companies are skilled in sales techniques and standardized management, so it wasn't surprising that they could master this area.

"So, since you became a member of the Tea Committee, has your salary increased?"

Chen planned to have Xiao Mou treat everyone to dinner tonight.

Unexpectedly, Mu Jiawen sighed and said, "Don't say anything. We pay salaries through the bank now, but when I see such a small amount of money, I really think it's a refund from Taobao."

"Hahaha……"

Chen thought to himself that even the quirky Mou Jiawen was funny.

At this moment, Huang Bohan returned after inspecting the store in Dongshankou.

I hadn't seen him for about a month, and he hadn't changed much in appearance, but his expression was more composed, and he was holding a textbook in his hand.

When Da Huang saw his friend, the familiar warmth on his face instantly returned. He patted Chen Zhe's shoulder vigorously: "Want to go sit in the new office?"

"You already have an office?"

Chen Zhe felt that it was indeed true that "a scholar should be viewed with new eyes after three days of separation".

“Sometimes when I need to talk to buyers, it’s better to have a quiet, fixed place.”

Huang Bohan said, "So even though the economy is extremely tight, I still rented an office in Tianhe Building. I just signed the contract the day before yesterday."

"Because we rented this office, we ran out of money in our account."

Xiao Mou shrugged beside him: "I was even thinking of applying for a Yadea electric scooter so I could ride it from school every day, but that plan fell through too."

"Mr. Mou, let's forget about the Yadea."

Chen smiled and said, "I suggest you choose Tailing. Tailing is more business-oriented and more suitable for your status."

"Depend on!"

Mu Jiawen gave Chen Zhe a hard shove: "Don't ride in a Mercedes anymore, I suggest you ride a Tailing!"

……

Tianhe Building is not far from the Royal Tea flagship store on Tiyu West Road. The three of them each grabbed a cup of fruit tea and chatted as they walked over.

Chen also called Wang Changhua, and they all had dinner together that evening.

After arriving at the office, Chen sat on the sofa and looked around.

This must have been a small e-commerce company that sold clothes before. It wasn't very big, and there was a faint scent of rouge in the air. Some clothes hangers were left in the drawers that weren't properly organized.

But this ordinary office holds significance far beyond the space itself.

From then on, [Royal Tea] no longer needed to sit in a noisy corner of a milk tea shop to discuss solutions with clients; and management and employees now had a fixed place to sit when holding internal meetings.

"not bad!"

Chen praised them, then noticed that Huang Bohan and Mou Jiawen were both carrying books, so he picked them up and flipped through them.

One of them is majoring in Information Engineering, and the other is majoring in Biological Sciences. They both have a lot of courses in their second year, and the task of reviewing for the final exams is heavy, so they have to carry their books with them wherever they go.

"Are you all going to fail your courses?"

Chen said, seemingly oblivious to the world around him.

"I'm unlikely to fail C programming, frequency domain analysis, or engineering mathematics."

Da Huang didn't need to put on a show in front of his best friend: "But there's really not much time to memorize some basic knowledge, and it feels a bit risky."

I want to feel better.

Xiao Mou pursed his lips: "The experiment and operation report part should be fine, but the knowledge in 'Genetics' and 'Cell Biology' that requires rote memorization may take some time."

"Hey!"

Mu Jiawen tossed her ponytail and pouted, saying, "I thought I'd become a graduate school applicant like Deng Qian, but instead I'm wasting my time in a bubble tea shop..."

Chen took two sips of freshly squeezed orange juice. It seemed that Da Huang and Xiao Mou's "new relationship" had stabilized.

Actually, it's not easy. After experiencing a series of negative emotions such as stubbornness, inferiority, and sensitivity during adolescence, they come together again with new identities.

This time, both of them seem to have matured a lot and truly let go of a lot.

Youth is like a huge storm that uproots intense love and hate. Now that the wind has stopped and the rain has ceased, only two silent survivors remain in the vast expanse of heaven and earth.

Chen Zhe wasn't quite sure what the two were thinking.

"What about you? Do you have time to study?"

Seeing his best friend deep in thought, Da Huang started a casual conversation with him.

Chen composed himself and said cheerfully, "The dean just wants me to sit there during the exam days. Even if I just write Jay Chou's lyrics on the exam paper, he can still make sure I meet the requirements for graduate school recommendation."

"Damn it!" Huang Bohan and Mu Jiawen both criticized the unfairness of the university leaders. Why should Chen Zhe be given this kind of treatment? Just because he's awesome?

Being with these friends is much more comfortable because I don't have to put in so much effort.

For example,
They were curious about Yi Baoyu's age, school, and marital status as the speaker at the press conference, but they forgot to inquire about Yi Baoyu's family background.

They guessed how many Youmi phones were sold, but they didn't think to calculate Chen Zhe's net worth.
They were intimately familiar with the feature iterations of the "Reply" function, but had no interest in exploring the business landscape behind the grand plan.

……

It wasn't until Wang Changhua came over that he asked Chen what they were discussing.

Hearing that they were discussing the final exams, Wang Changhua snorted listlessly, "What's there to say? If I don't know the answer, I'll just leave it blank. Anyway, when I'm reviewing, I just read whichever page the wind blows, and tear out the page that's hard to understand. Mom won't have to worry about my studies anymore."

What should I do if I fail a course?

Xiao Mou asked.

"You think our crappy school is the same as your South China University of Technology?"

Wang Changhua said with a smile, "Your final exams are really about identifying and filling in the gaps in your knowledge, while ours are just a formality. Even the teachers find it troublesome and don't want to give students a chance to retake the exams."

The mixed exhibition in Shanghai is about to begin. If it weren't for the fact that the homeroom teacher stopped approving leave at the end of the year, Wang Changhua would definitely have gone to Shanghai for a stroll.

At this moment, four Youmi phones were quietly placed on the coffee table.

Chen Zhe and Huang Bohan wore obsidian black, Xiao Mou wore laurel white, and Wang Changhua wore a flashy gold.

To match this phone, he even replaced his usual black aviator sunglasses with gold-rimmed ones, and seriously asked everyone, "How about it, isn't this look cool?"

Chen squinted at him for a while, then said indulgently, "I'm not sure, but at first glance he looks a bit like Takeshi Kaneshiro."

"You have such good taste, no wonder you can produce such a beautiful phone!"

Wang Changhua seemed to have truly believed it.

"The last stall in the corridor is the toilet."

Mu Jiawen reminded her, "There's a mirror inside, Wang Changhua, go and look at yourself."

"Whether I take the picture or not, I'm still Takeshi Kaneshiro!"

Wang Changhua said this as a matter of course.

……

The four of us had hot pot for dinner, which was Xiao Mou's suggestion. She said she hadn't had hot pot for almost half a year.

The three boys didn't dare to say a word, because they often ate this with the cosplay girl.

After finishing their meal, Xiao Mou went back to school to study hard, while Huang Bohan accompanied his two friends back to the milk tea shop.

The shop was bustling at the time, and since they didn't want to take up customers' seats, they simply went to the edge of the flower bed not far away.

A cool evening breeze caressed my face, and I gazed at the hazy lights of the CBD center, surrounded by bustling pedestrians.

So much so that this flower bed is like a small island caught in a noisy torrent.

As Chen and the others sat there, it was as if they were watching the turbulent world rush past them, and they had a unique feeling in their hearts.

"Now I finally understand the feeling of 'I searched for him a thousand times in the crowd, and suddenly when I turned around, I found him where the lights were dim.'"

Wang Changhua suddenly said.

Chen Zhe and Huang Bohan exchanged a glance, and Huang Bohan scoffed, "It's normal for us to say this line of Song poetry, but it feels weird coming from your mouth."

"leave!"

Wang Changhua said with dissatisfaction, "I'm also from Zhizhong, okay? Although I got in through connections, I can still remember such famous poems."

"I just thought of that sentence too."

Chen agreed and encouraged.

"I used to hate memorizing these things, but now I don't know if it's because I'm getting old, but when I see or think about them occasionally, I always find them very interesting and enjoyable to read carefully."

Wang Changhua shook her head, seemingly regretting not having studied harder back then.

Chen smiled slightly: "Education is forward-looking, but life experience is lagging behind."

Huang Bohan chimed in, "If it weren't for the exams, Chinese might be the most beautiful subject."

Just as the three college students were reminiscing about their high school days, a discordant voice interrupted them.

A young, rebellious girl, adorned with various metal pendants, chewed gum while propping her legs up on the edge of a flowerbed and tugging hard at her boots.

She was dressed very lightly, and on the back of her bare neck were the six characters "My eyes are filled with Xu Jie".

Noticing that the three boys were staring at her, the girl threw what she thought was a seductive wink, then spat her chewing gum into the flower bed and wiggled her hips as she walked away.

"Guangzhou is such an inclusive city."

Huang Baihan said helplessly.

Doesn't getting a tattoo hurt?

This is what Wang Changhua wants to know.

Chen was pondering what would happen if she broke up with Xu Jie and started dating another boyfriend.
At midnight:
"Am I better... or... is Xu Jie better..."

"Call Xu Jie...make a video call..."

As Chen was thinking, he started to laugh lewdly.

What are we going to do next?

After a while, Wang Changhua's artsy and intellectual air gradually diminished, and she asked the crucial question.

It's only eight o'clock now, and it's too early to go back to school. Chen also felt a bit tired these past two days, and he had to go to the capital tomorrow, so he simply suggested, "How about we get a massage?"

"Ok?"

Wang Changhua and Huang Bohan's eyes both looked strange.

"The kind without any special services!"

Chen added this specifically.

Men over the age of eighteen seem to have a strong desire to explore these places because of the spread of social news.

Just like how boys longed for internet cafes before they turned eighteen.

There are several massage centers near Tiyu West Road. If a place can be opened like this, and the hall is bright and spacious, without dim and rotating colorful neon lights overhead, it is generally a fairly legitimate place.

"Are you really going?"

But when they got to the door, Huang Bohan had second thoughts.

"If you're not going, just wait on the first floor."

Chen didn't insist and walked with Wang Changhua to the reception desk.

After taking only two steps, he heard heavy footsteps behind him, along with Da Huang's bashful voice: "Since it's a legitimate event, let's loosen up our muscles together."

An hour later, the three filed out.

Wang Changhua looked satisfied, as if she had done a good deed.
Huang Bohan's curiosity vanished, and he seemed to think it wasn't as erotic as described in the news.
Only Chen looked displeased.

"I swear to the moon, I will never go out for a massage with you guys again!"

Chen said in an annoyed tone.

He first turned to Huang Bohan: "I can understand you asking the female technician about her hometown, age, and how many people are in her family... After all, newbies like to care about these things."

"but!"

Chen raised his voice slightly: "What did you mean by advising them to go to university in the end?"

"I was thinking..."

Da Huang mumbled, "This line of work has no future; studying is the only way forward."

"Never mind, it's Da Huang's first time here, and besides, he meant well."

Wang Changhua also tried to comfort her.

"Damn it, you have the nerve to talk about others like that? You're even more depraved!"

Chen's eyes widened: "You actually advised the technician to join the army? To be honest, I wouldn't have thought it was so outrageous if you had advised her to take the civil service exam."

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(End of this chapter)