Catering God

Chapter 118 Jiang Feng: What are the conditions for marrying a rich family’s daughter?
On a winter afternoon, the sun was mostly covered by dark clouds, and the cold wind was blowing outside the window, as if it was going to rain.

In the office, no matter how warmly you wear, if you sit in a chair for a long time without moving, your hands and feet will inevitably become cold and you will shiver.

There is no floor heating in the south, and the damp and cold air blowing in is unbearable.

Jiang Feng disliked the air conditioning being too stuffy and dry, so he simply bought a few electric heaters to keep warm, one for each person.

Although this thing consumes a lot of electricity, it is much more comfortable to use than an air conditioner.

The disadvantage is that if you put it next to you, it will be cold on one side and hot at the same time. If you put it under your crotch, it will become a roasted egg... But there is no way. As a southerner, it is really hard to accept a stuffy and dry room. No matter how cold the weather is, you have to open the window to get some fresh air.

"I ordered something from Xinlinju yesterday at noon, but it arrived over an hour late. I was really angry, but the delivery guy gave me a 50% discount and apologized. He was really nice."

"Actually, the school doesn't allow tricycles to enter, so the deliverymen have to run and carry the items in."

"No wonder. They're actually quite hardworking. It's not a big deal. Their service attitude is also very good. I just don't know if the next delivery will proceed normally."

"Don't worry, the group chat has announced that deliveries can resume as normal. They said the school has lifted the ban on tricycles... This school is crazy."

Tang Wenjun was as tough as a gun and not afraid of the heat. He just clamped the electric heater under his crotch. At this time, he was looking at the forum.

When he saw the discussion about the neighbors' widespread late deliveries yesterday, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief:

"Fortunately, yesterday's incident didn't cause a lot of dissatisfaction among customers, otherwise the losses would have been considerable."

After Jiang Feng's timely command and remedial measures, he obtained the forgiveness of the guests and avoided causing large-scale negative feedback.

After all, running a physical business relies on word of mouth. Once the reputation is lost, it is difficult to make up for it.

As Tang Wenjun spoke, he posted on the forum: "Unconditionally support Xinlinju because he is so useful. It was just an accident, nothing serious..."

Because of the supermarket, he also registered an account on Handa Tire. He would pretend to be a passerby and keep encouraging his neighbor.

After finishing all this, Tang Wenjun looked at Jiang Feng who was cutting his nails next to him and asked curiously:
"Old Jiang, I'm really curious, how did you convince your principal to lift the ban on tricycles?"

Jiang Feng blew away the nail shavings and said casually, "I will be very sincere and explain the facts to our principal... If there weren't someone behind the scenes making trouble, this wouldn't have happened."

He was indeed very "sincere" in presenting facts and reasoning with Zhang Mingde, but he almost fooled him.

"Someone is behind this... Are you talking about the supermarket owner?"

Tang Wenjun's eyes suddenly widened.

"Who else could it be if she wasn't her?"

Even the report was sent to the vice-principal, and it was a trumped-up charge of "affecting traffic". Apart from the supermarket owner, no one else would be so jealous.

But she probably didn't expect that Jiang Feng was so bold as to go directly to the vice-principal to argue. If it were an ordinary student, he would not have the courage to do so.

Tang Wenjun was immediately furious after hearing this: "It's probably her son from Peking University or Tsinghua University who's giving bad advice again... With a brain as stupid as hers, there's no way she could come up with such a plan."

This mother and son pair can't do legitimate business, and each of them has more evil intentions than the other.

Last time, they hired people to spread rumors and defame Uncle Qi in the forum, and this time they reported him again. The insidious tricks can be said to be one after another.

"It's okay. If the enemy comes, we'll fight. If the water comes, we'll block it. The school doesn't belong to her alone... If her connections and background are strong enough, she could have cut off our financial resources. It's just a pity that after publicly insulting Handa last time, even if she really has someone behind her, no one would be stupid enough to help her."

Jiang Feng still looked calm and composed.

He agreed to Vice President Zhang Mingde's conditions yesterday. His biggest gain was not the three shops, but his connections and backing.

After all, if you want to do business in school, you must have connections, otherwise you might be tripped up by someone behind your back one day.

As Jiang Feng spoke, he put down his nail clippers and suddenly caught a glimpse of a post on the Tianya Forum. He was attracted by it and clicked on it to browse.

Tang Wenjun touched his chin:

"So, their scheme has failed again. I bet they're going to be furious this time, haha..."

As he spoke, he took out a recent data about the Guoba Potato direct-operated store and prepared to show it to Jiang Feng for review.

Although I have been busy with the supermarket recently, I cannot neglect the Guoba Potato business, otherwise I will be picking up sesame seeds and losing watermelons.

Unexpectedly, when Tang Wenjun came over, he saw Jiang Feng reading a post on Tianya Forum titled:

"Married Life with a Rich Family's Daughter: Real Experience and Sharing..."

Tang Wenjun was slightly stunned, then burst into laughter: "Old Jiang, this kind of post is obviously made up. There are so many people on Tianya who make up stories and brag. Why doesn't he just say that he is a poor boy who married into the richest man's family? Haha..."

Perhaps it was because Jiang Feng's usual image was too serious. Tang Wenjun burst into laughter when he thought that he would be fooled by such a fake post.

Jiang Feng didn't even notice the person behind him. He quickly closed the webpage, looking a little flustered.
"Ahem, I was just taking a look, what's the big deal..."

Tang Wenjun saw Jiang Feng's guilty look, and his smile gradually stopped... He seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes widened:

"No way, Jiang Feng, are you doing this because of Chen..."

The words are not finished yet.

Jiang Feng glared at him with a murderous look.

"Tang Wenjun, you're pretty free right now, aren't you? I asked you to collect customer feedback. How much progress have you made?"

Jiang Feng's face suddenly fell.

The work assignment was clearly issued this morning, why are you rushing me now... Tang Wenjun thought so in his heart, but he could only shrink his head, not daring to say another word. He put the document on Jiang Feng's desk and ran away in shame.

After Tang Wenjun returned to his desk, he waited for Jiang Feng to leave with the car keys. Then he went to Zhou Xiaoming's desk and told him what he had just seen.

Zhou Xiaoming's eyes widened: "Is this true? Jiang Feng actually reads that kind of post?"

Tang Wenjun snorted coldly and crossed his arms. "I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be fake? Jiang Feng pretended not to care and kept saying that he and the campus beauty Chen were just ordinary friends, but now he's already fantasizing about married life with her, and he got furious when I caught him!"

Zhou Xiaoming was shocked: "Oh my goodness, has Jiang Feng come to his senses?"

They had discussed one thing privately many times before, which was how long Jiang Feng could hold back from guarding Chen Jingyu, the peerless school beauty and top beauty.

You say every day that you are just good friends, but who would believe you?

Just waiting for him to show his true colors.

"Haha... Old Zhou, don't you think Jiang Feng is too hard-mouthed?"

Zhou Xiaoming glanced at him and said, "It seems like you've known him longer than I have. Why are you asking me about this?"

Tang Wenjun thought about it and sighed again.

Zhou Xiaoming was puzzled: "What's wrong? Why are you sighing?"

Tang Wenjun said, "Actually, I'm wondering, did Jiang Feng and Chen Jingyu really get a good result in the end?"

Zhou Xiaoming couldn't help but frown, "You mean...their family conditions?"

"Yeah..." Tang Wenjun nodded, and then said, "Chen Jingyu is a well-known rich girl in our area, from a wealthy family. If Jiang Feng really wants to be with her, it will probably be quite difficult." "Don't you always believe that true love is invincible?"

Tang Wenjun sighed again, patted Zhou Xiaoming on the shoulder, and said in a mature tone:
"Xiao Ming, we are not children anymore. When adults act, we need to think like adults..."

"Tsk, you single guy, you're still worrying about the couple's affairs."

"You curse again!"

……

Downstairs at this time.

Jiang Feng had just driven the car out of the parking lot and was about to go back to school when he noticed a stall selling roasted sweet potatoes on the side of the road, and there was actually a line of people waiting.

He suddenly remembered that there was not even a stall selling roasted sweet potatoes near the school, which was a pity.

This thing looks simple, but it is still very comfortable to eat a hot and sweet roasted sweet potato in the middle of winter.

So I called Chen Jingyu.

"Dead fish, have you had lunch yet? I came across a place selling roasted sweet potatoes, and there's actually a line. Do you want some?"

"I……"

Chen Jingyu on the other end of the phone seemed to be craving for some, but then changed her mind and said, "Forget about queuing. It's too cold outside... and I don't really like sweet potatoes."

"That's a shame. I've already bought it. I'd better give it to Tang Wenjun."

"Well... I want it!" Chen Jingyu on the other end of the phone became anxious when she heard that Jiang Feng wanted to give it to someone else.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but laugh and said, "Okay, stay in the dormitory and I'll bring it to you later."

He hung up the phone, parked the car on the side of the road, and as soon as he opened the door, a biting cold blew in his face.

"It's really cold... I should have worn more clothes before going out..."

Jiang Feng shrank his head, hugged his arms and tucked his hands under his armpits, walking towards the roadside stall selling roasted sweet potatoes against the cold wind.

"Uncle, how much is a pound of roasted sweet potatoes?"

"The freshly baked ones are sold out. If you want to buy some, you have to wait about fifteen minutes."

"Alright then, leave me a bigger one."

Coke was burning in a large black iron barrel, and a large bundle of straw was placed on the cart next to it. It seemed that the sweet potatoes baked in this way would taste better.

The air was filled with a sweet scent. On this cold winter day, a group of people rubbed their hands and breathed out, waiting patiently.

It seems that the pot of hot roasted sweet potatoes is enough to offset the suffering in the cold. With hope in my heart, it doesn’t feel so hard.

The food is not to be disappointed.

The same is true for girls.

……

School supermarket.

The supermarket owner looked at the gloomy sky with the same expression.

The supermarket's business has been declining recently because of that neighbor.
In fact, she didn't think she had any competitiveness. How could a shabby supermarket outside a school compete with a supermarket in a prime location like hers?

But it turned out that not only was she wrong, but she was also slapped in the face.

Under the influence of the new neighbors, the supermarket's business was directly wiped out. It was not so bad that it lost money. The students who ate in the cafeteria bought some things when passing by, and the amount was already not small.

It just went from earning more to earning less.

But in Liao Meifang's eyes, how could this be acceptable?

She couldn't bear to see Uncle Qi in the cafeteria selling instant noodles and making dozens of yuan more a day, not to mention that she was earning so much less now.

Liao Meifang was furious when she saw the little blue men coming and going. Fortunately, her son gave her an idea and asked her to report them.

But in less than a day, the so-called ban on tricycles was lifted.

"What kind of background do these brats have? Are the school leaders' words useless?"

Liao Meifang stood at the entrance of the supermarket, looking at a little blue man riding a tricycle loaded with goods towards the dormitory building not far away, and felt very uncomfortable.

Xiao Liu, an employee behind him, suggested: "Boss, why don't we follow Xin Supermarket's example and hire some delivery people."

Liao Meifang turned around and said with a sullen face, "That's easy for you to say. It doesn't cost money to hire someone, right?"

Employee Xiao Liu couldn't help but lower his head, complaining in his heart... A stingy person is just a stingy person. At this time, he is still willing to spend that little money. He deserves that his business is bad.

My neighbor has hired so many deliverymen and is still making money. Why can't you?

Of course, Xiao Liu couldn't say these words anymore. After all, she was just a cashier with a fixed salary.

The boss of Sand Dollar is stingy and has a bad attitude. If he wasn't afraid that her supermarket would go bankrupt and not be able to pay wages, he would never be willing to remind her of these things...

Just at this moment, Liao Meifang's cell phone rang. She saw that it was her son calling.

In the past, he might not call her once a month, but recently because of the supermarket business, her son has been calling her more frequently.

After the call was connected, Liao Meifang and her son told her about the recent situation in the supermarket.

Her son pondered for a moment and then directly suggested:
"Mom, I suggest you hire a delivery person. There are so many students in school anyway, so the price is low, and you won't have trouble finding someone to work part-time. We have the advantage of proximity, so delivery efficiency is high. But we don't need to set up a QQ group like they do. We can just call to take orders. When the time comes, you can just post a delivery notice and hire someone to hand out flyers..."

After her son finished his chatter, Liao Meifang hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Because the hands-free function was on, the entire conversation between the two people was heard by Xiao Liu, an employee next to them.

She was a little unconvinced, so she said, "Boss, look, your son said the same thing, but you still don't believe me."

Liao Meifang glanced at her with a haughty look on her face. "My son is from Peking University and Tsinghua University. How can what he says be the same as what you say?"

In Liao Meifang's eyes, her son who studied at Peking University and Tsinghua University is a dragon in the sky, and his words sound like imperial decrees.

Yes, yes, yes, even your son’s farts smell good… Xiao Liu curled his lips, but could only criticize this shameless proprietress in his heart.

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　　Xiao Jiang and Xiao Chen's relationship might be accelerated recently...

(End of this chapter)