Catering God

Chapter 115: Accident! Tricycles are banned in school! (5k)

"Jiang Feng, I don't want to eat bullfrogs anymore. Bullfrogs are so ugly, why should we eat them?"

"But you clearly enjoyed the meal last time."

"I...I just don't want to waste food."

Chen Jingyu held her little head high with a proud look on her face.

The two had just had lunch outside and were walking while discussing what to eat in the evening.

Food is the most important thing for people. When Jiang Feng and Chen Jingyu are together, the most common topic they discuss is food and drink.

Seeing Jiang Feng was a little entangled about what to eat in the evening, Chen Jingyu thought for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to have an idea:

"Jiang Feng, why don't we go to the apartment tonight? I'll make you twice-cooked pork."

Jiang Feng's expression suddenly became serious when he heard this. He immediately grabbed Chen Jingyu's hand, patted her hand, and said seriously:

"Well... dead fish... listen to me, twice-cooked pork is your special move, and special moves can't be used so casually."

Chen Jingyu tilted her head and said puzzledly, "But shouldn't good friends cook for good friends?... That's what you told me before."

Jiang Feng suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

My brain was working fast, trying to find a way to trick the dead fish into leaving:
"Well... I'm right, but your twice-cooked pork is a truly delicious delicacy. It would be a waste of food for just the two of us. Well... it's best to wait until the holidays to show off your cooking skills."

Don't ask him why he is so resistant to the twice-cooked pork made by Chen Jingyu.

Ever since the last party, every time he recalled this taste, he couldn't stop... Oh no, he couldn't live or die.

The last time Tang Wenjun was forced by everyone to finish a whole plate of twice-cooked pork, he drank a row of AD calcium milk in one breath.

What does that mean?

There are 6 bottles of AD calcium milk in total. When I was a kid, I would be spanked by my mother if I drank a whole row of AD calcium milk in one breath.

At the dinner table, everyone was praising Chen Jingyu's cooking skills.

But behind the scenes, everyone reached a consensus that Chen Jingyu should never be allowed into the kitchen again, as it was too scary.

After hearing Jiang Feng's nonsense, Chen Jingyu actually thought it made sense. She nodded her head cutely and said, "Well! Then I'll make delicious food for everyone next time we celebrate the holiday."

Amitabha... Jiang Feng has already started calculating the upcoming festivals in his mind. When the time comes, he will pretend to be sick and throw the dead fish to Gao Jiayuan.

I would rather die than let Jiayuan die.

Although we didn't discuss what to eat for dinner, at least we avoided a taste bud attack.

Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to take Chen Jingyu to the library.

This semester is about to end, and with the final exams approaching, exams are inevitable.

Nowadays, university exams are very strict and it is basically impossible to cheat.

It’s not that the invigilation is very strict, but the risks are too high. Once caught, not only will you fail the course but you will also face punishment. In serious cases, you may be asked to drop out.

Even Zhao Jiuguang and Wang Tang, two lazy guys who used to sleep in class every day, have recently started going to the library to review.

After all, they are all top students who have been admitted to 985 universities. There is absolutely no problem with their learning ability. It is more than enough to review in the last time.

As for Jiang Feng... he looked a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, their subject is mostly theoretical knowledge that needs to be memorized by rote.

The only troublesome ones are the courses like "Linear Algebra" and "Probability and Statistics".

But there are dead fish.

Jiang Feng hired her as his "little study companion" at a high salary, paying her a candied haws a day.

"We're going to the library later. Do you want to buy two drinks?"

"Sure, please, Xiao Jiang, buy me a bottle of Coke... By the way, have you finished the homework I assigned you yesterday? Teacher Chen will be checking it today."

Chen Jingyu acted very seriously and took out a ruler from the small leather bag she was carrying...
Jiang Feng's face was filled with black lines.

Although she always called herself "Teacher Chen" and loved to mock him for being stupid, he could just endure it when he thought about getting through the final exam.

Sigh.

When Jiang Feng was about to go to school, he suddenly received a call from Tang Wenjun.

"Old Jiang, there's a problem with the deliveryman."

"what is the problem?"

Jiang Feng frowned when he heard that.

If it is a problem that Tang Wenjun can solve, he will not call me. Once he calls me, it is basically not a small problem.

"Your school's security guard stopped us delivery drivers from entering... We were able to deliver in the morning, but suddenly stopped this afternoon. I don't know why."

Tang Wenjun's tone was obviously anxious, and then he added:

"I'm still out inspecting the directly-operated stores. I'm on my way here, but I won't be able to get here for a while. You go over there first and I'll be right back."

"Okay, I'll go take a look. Don't drive too fast and be careful."

Jiang Feng also gave Tang Wenjun some special instructions before hanging up the phone.

He didn't plan to take a leisurely walk back to school with Chen Jingyu, so he just hailed a rickshaw on the side of the road.

Soon.

We arrived at the school gate.

At this time, there were several blue tricycles belonging to my neighbors parked at the gate.

"We are all students of this school, why can't we be allowed in?"

"You could get in this morning, why can't you get in this afternoon?"

"Bicycles can enter, so why can't we tricycles enter...why don't you let us in first? We have something to deliver and our time limit is about to expire."

Several little blue men wearing blue vests were arguing with the security guard.

Seeing this, Jiang Feng gestured to Chen Jingyu to go to the library and wait for him, then walked up.

"What happened?"

These very anxious deliverymen turned around immediately after hearing Jiang Feng's voice. When they saw it was him, they surrounded him as if they had seen a savior.

"Boss, please help us! The school security won't let us in!"

"It's okay, just move aside and I'll take care of it."

Jiang Feng was very calm.

These deliverymen were all students in the school and they respected Jiang Feng very much. When they heard Jiang Feng's words, they all made way.

Jiang Feng walked forward to negotiate with the security guard.

Unexpectedly, before he could even open his mouth, the security guard spread his hands helplessly:
"Xiao Jiang, we are following orders from above. The school leaders notified us at noon that tricycles are no longer allowed into the school."

These security guards were very polite to Jiang Feng.

It was just because Jiang Feng had taken care of it early in the morning and sent a lot of cigarettes and alcohol, so they were basically acquaintances.

“Why would the school suddenly ban tricycles?”

Jiang Feng frowned, feeling strange.

There are various means of transportation in the school. In the past, when the employees of the cafeteria and supermarket were moving goods, even three-wheeled motorcycles could be driven into the school.

The security guard shook his head helplessly and said, "We don't know the specific reason either."

"Are there any specific documents?" Jiang Feng asked.

"No document has been issued yet. It's just a verbal notification for now, but I heard that specific documents will be issued later."

The security guard replied.

Jiang Feng asked again: "Then please ask Captain Liu which leader gave the order."

The Captain Liu that Jiang Feng mentioned is the school’s security captain.

He even took care of these security guards, not to mention the security captain.

A security guard returned to the security booth, made a phone call, and then walked out and said:
"It's Vice Principal Zhang."

"Vice Principal Zhang Mingde?"

"Correct."

"Okay, thank you."

After Jiang Feng understood the situation, he turned to the deliverymen beside him and said:
"Today I'm giving everyone a fifty-dollar bonus. You'll all be working hard. Park your car at the door and deliver the items in first. I'll give a half-price discount to every customer whose delivery is delayed. And be sure to be nice and polite."

Jiang Feng requested a delivery time of less than half an hour, but normally, it can be completed within twenty minutes.

Because mobile payment was not yet developed at that time, delivery personnel collected payments in person.

Although this gate faces the dormitory area, you still have to walk a distance to deliver things to the dormitory after dropping off the tricycle here. Running back and forth several times will definitely make you exhausted.

However, when the deliverymen heard that there was an additional 50 yuan bonus, they were not dissatisfied and became very motivated.

"Great, thank you, boss."

Jiang Feng nodded: "It's okay, thank you all for your hard work."

"No hard work, no hard work."

Several deliverymen happily rushed into the school carrying the goods.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Feng called Lu Cheng again.

Ask him to notify supermarket staff to temporarily stop accepting orders and explain the situation in various group chats.

And all the existing delivery staff will be transferred over to solve the current backlog of orders first.

After notifying them of these things, Jiang Feng turned around and walked towards where he parked his car and picked up a document.

Then we arrived at the school gate again.

After Jiang Feng learned the specific location of Vice Principal Zhang’s office from the security guard, he went straight into the school.

"Dead Fish, you don't have to wait for me in the library. I have something going on here that I need to deal with for the time being... Well, if you want to go out for dinner tonight, I will call you in advance. If I don't call, you can go eat with Gao Jiayuan and the others."

……

Wengu Building 208.

This is the address the security guard told him. But there are several office buildings on campus.

I have neither a map nor navigation at the moment, so who knows where the Wen Gu Building is.

Jiang Feng was really not familiar with this, after all, ordinary schools would not go to these places.

So he asked as he walked, but unfortunately most of his classmates were like him and didn't even know where the Wen Gu Building was.

Just when Jiang Feng was about to call his counselor, a familiar voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"Hey, Jiang Feng!"

A girl patted his shoulder from behind.

It seemed like she wanted to scare him, but unfortunately she failed.

Jiang Feng turned around.

It turned out to be Su Hong.

Su Hong was quite disappointed when she saw that she didn't scare Jiang Feng, so she crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows:

"What are you doing here? I see you've chatted up several female classmates. Are you flirting with them again?"

Jiang Feng was embarrassed, and then explained that he was asking for directions.

"Wen Gu Lou...I've been there."

Jiang Feng was immediately delighted when he heard this: "That's great, Senior Sister Su, please take me there."

"Okay, beg me."

"..."

"I'm just teasing you, haha... come with me."

Seeing Jiang Feng's frustrated look, Su Hong finally smiled with satisfaction.

On the road.

She also joked:
"Not bad, Boss Jiang. Business is booming lately with the rice crust potatoes and the supermarket."

Jiang Feng couldn't help but frown when he heard this. It seemed that he had never told Su Hong about his business affairs outside?

Su Hong seemed to see Jiang Feng's doubts and explained:

"Please, the photos of Chen Jingyu working at a snack bar were posted on the forum. How could a rich girl like her work in a snack bar? I can easily count on my fingers and know that it's your shop, okay?"

The main reason is that both Guoba Potato and Xinlinju are prefixed with "maple flavor".

It wasn't difficult for Su Hong to guess.

Afterwards, Su Hong put her arm around Jiang Feng's shoulders in a very bold manner, with obvious ill intentions:
"Boss Jiang, I think a boss of your status driving a Mercedes-Benz E is cheap. Let's just buy a Maybach... We can just throw away a tire and use it as a sponsor for our film club."

She was still thinking about the sponsorship from the film club.

Jiang Feng silently moved her hand down from under his shoulder, and then said: "I said this car was borrowed by me, do you believe it?"

"Do not believe."

Su Hong shook her head.

Jiang Feng shrugged: "Forget it if you don't believe it."

Su Hong rolled her eyes and then asked, "By the way, which office in the Wen Gu Building are you going to?"

"208."

Su Hong was immediately puzzled: "Hey, isn't that Vice Principal Zhang's office? Do you have something to do with him?"

"I'm going to fight him."

"Let's be serious and stop talking nonsense."

Jiang Feng said seriously, "Don't disbelieve me, he banned tricycles for no reason, which prevented us deliverymen from coming in. Of course I have to fight him."

"But this principal is from the north, 1.9 meters tall and very strong."

"so what?"

Jiang Feng was very disdainful and then said, "At worst, we can reason with him."

Su Hong couldn't help laughing when she heard that.

After a while, the two arrived downstairs of the Wen Gu Building.

"It's delivered. I still have things to do. Let's talk later."

"Bye, I'll treat you to dinner later."

"Eating is such a hassle, let's just go to the cafe to discuss sponsorship."

"Then let's eat."

After sending Su Hong away, Jiang Feng walked directly into the Wen Gu Building.

Arrived at the door of office 208.

But found that there was no one inside.

So he stood at the door and waited.

This wait lasted for nearly two hours.

Jiang Feng was bored and played Snake on his keypad phone.

He leaned against the wall. The corridor was a little cold, but fortunately a ray of setting sun shone in from the window, shining on his body and bringing a little warmth.

Just then, a shadow came and blocked the only warm sunlight.

At the same time, a deep voice sounded.

"Classmate, who are you looking for?"

Jiang Feng, who was originally leaning lazily against the wall, immediately stood up straight.

I also saw clearly the middle-aged man in front of me.

He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a square face, and was 1.9 meters tall. As Su Hong had said, he was indeed a very tall and strong man, visibly strong.

He is indeed a muscular scholar from the hometown of Confucius.

Devil muscle man.

It instantly reminded him of a meme he had seen before: If you don't understand the Analects, I know a little bit about martial arts.

"Excuse me, are you Vice Principal Zhang?" Jiang Feng asked politely.

"Yes, I am. Are you looking for me?"

Zhang Mingde opened the door with his key and looked at Jiang Feng in confusion.

"Yes, I came to see you."

"Come in and talk."

Zhang Mingde opened the office door and Jiang Feng followed him in.

Zhang Mingde seemed to be in a good mood. He was humming an opera tune when he entered the house: "I just went out to play cards, and I lost 88 copper coins..."

I saw him humming an opera while picking up the enamel cup on the table and looking at the remaining tea leaves in it.

I was about to get some hot water from the water dispenser, but found that there was no water.

So he put the enamel cup back on the desk, sat down on the chair, and then looked at Jiang Feng:

"Classmate, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Jiang Feng just glanced at the enamel cup and walked over to pick it up.

"No hurry, I'll get you some hot water first."

"Need not……"

Zhang Mingde had no time to dissuade him.

Jiang Feng had already rushed out of the office.

After a while, he came back with a cup of boiling hot tea.

Jiang Feng placed the enamel cup on the desk, and then said in a serious tone:

"Hello, President. I'm Jiang Feng from the 08 class of the Finance major at the School of Economics."

Zhang Mingde touched the slightly hot enamel cup, then looked at Jiang Feng, seeming to think that this student was quite interesting.

So he said, "What do you want from me?"

Jiang Feng took out a folded list from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Mingde, "Principal, take a look."

Zhang Mingde took the A4 paper and looked at it. It contained a list of Han University students, with all their information including name, student ID, major, etc. recorded on it.

He looked at Jiang Feng doubtfully:
"what is this?"

Jiang Feng replied: "These are some of the students in our school who receive poverty subsidies."

Zhang Mingde suddenly realized, "Oh, are you here to report me? Do you think these students shouldn't be receiving subsidies?"

He subconsciously thought that Jiang Feng came to him to report the false selection of poverty subsidies.

"No, Principal, I'm here to tell you about something else."

Jiang Feng shook his head and continued:

"These students come from relatively difficult families. In order to successfully complete their studies, they use their spare time to work part-time without affecting their studies. Do you think this is a bad thing or a good thing?"

"Working hard to earn money for study and having excellent character and academic performance are certainly good things."

Zhang Mingde answered as a matter of course.

"Yes, although the country and the school have provided subsidies and assistance to these students, they still have certain difficulties in life, so they have to go out to work part-time. This is originally a good thing, but... but it is not recognized and accepted by the school."

As Jiang Feng spoke, his words were filled with heartache and pity, as if he felt deep sympathy.

Zhang Mingde was shocked when he heard this and immediately frowned:

"How could that be? As long as you work part-time through legitimate channels and methods, the school will definitely support it. Remember, I was still working part-time back then... Tell me, what kind of trouble are they in? Is it their counselor or someone else? I'll go and take care of it right away."

Zhang Mingde looked righteous, with a frown on his face, as if he was very angry about the "bullying" of poor students happening in the school.

(End of this chapter)