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Chapter 38 0037 [Milk tea also talks about petty bourgeoisie]

Chen Guiliang, who suddenly became handsome, walked out of the barber shop in a dashing manner: "Come on, I'll treat you to some pearl milk tea."

"I'll treat you. You paid for the car fare last time I went to get my computer fixed."

In Bian Guanyue's eyes, Chen Guiliang is still a poor guy, and she wants to save some money for Chen Guiliang.

Chen Guiliang said mysteriously, "Let me tell you a secret. A big boss has provided me with start-up capital, and my plan to open the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum has taken another step forward. I'm rich now, and I can still afford a cup of milk tea."

"Will you die if you don't lie?" Bian Guanyue was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"If you don't believe it, forget it." Chen Guiliang ran to find a milk tea shop.

Bian Guanyue hurried to follow.

Before she knew it, she had been dominated by Chen Guiliang.

As the saying goes, the authorities are confused but the bystanders are clear.

When she first watched Chen Guiliang and Tao Xue chatting, she could tell at a glance that Tao Xue was being led by the nose. Now it was her turn, but she was completely confused and had no idea what was going on.

And Chen Guiliang does look better today.

Humans are visual animals after all.

The milk tea shop is very easy to find, and you can see the crowds of people from a distance.

After all, it was the only milk tea shop in the county, and it had only just opened. On weekends, many young people came to try it out, and the queues blocked the pedestrian street outside the shop.

"Oh my god, so many people!" Chen Guiliang exclaimed sincerely.

Bian Guanyue followed him to the end of the line and said, "Forget it, the line will be very long."

Chen Guiliang said, "There's a rest area over there. Why don't you go grab a couple of seats?"

"I'll wait in line with you."

While speaking, Bian Guanyue looked around, afraid of meeting classmates.

Shopping with a boy and queuing up to buy milk tea was an experience she had never had before. She felt inexplicably guilty but also excited.

While waiting in line, Bian Guanyue said, "Don't worry about paying me back the thousand yuan I lent you to buy clothes. You're actually quite talented, and you can work part-time while you're in college. I have a cousin who earns a lot of money in college."

Chen Guiliang asked, "Does your cousin earn money by working part-time, or is she starting a business?"

Bian Guanyue said, "She studied business administration. During the SARS epidemic, she started selling used items on Taobao. Later, she started buying her own goods and rented a house near the school as a warehouse, specializing in mobile phone chargers and other electronic accessories. I bought the Samsung MP3 player I'm using from her Taobao store. It was actually a second-hand item she didn't want anymore. By the way, do you know Taobao?"

When Taobao first started in 2003, most of the merchants were selling second-hand goods, much like the later Xianyu platform.

After the SARS epidemic eased, more and more people started selling counterfeit and miscellaneous brands.

There are also vendors selling genuine brand-name products, such as Kodak film, which is quite popular. Due to the shrinking market size caused by the increase in production capacity, a large inventory backlog has resulted. This has made it incredibly popular when sold at low prices on Taobao, quickly becoming one of the top three selling products on Taobao.

"I know, Alibaba," said Chen Guiliang.

Bian Guanyue was very surprised: "You really know Taobao? It's only popular in a few big cities."

Chen Guiliang said pretentiously: "I live in a humble room, but my heart is full of the world."

Bian Guanyue opened up: "My cousin advised me to apply to a university in Hangzhou so that I can start a Taobao business with her. But I don't know how to run a business, so I don't think I can help much."

"It's very simple. You are so smart, you will definitely learn it in no time." said Chen Guiliang.

"But I don't want to do business," Bian Guanyue thought carefully, "In fact, I don't know what I want to do. I'm quite confused."

Chen Guiliang said, "We can start a business together. The thousand yuan you spent on the clothes will be considered as your equity."

"No, business is not easy." said Bian Guanyue.

The two chatted casually, and Bian Guanyue was in a very good mood, much more cheerful than when they first met.

After transferring to this school, she gradually made some friends. Besides Chen Guiliang, there were Wang Siyu, Zheng Feng, her new deskmate Wu Meng, and Tan Zhuo from the next desk.

Chen Guiliang asked, "Do you get along well with Wu Meng?"

Bian Guanyue smiled and said, "She's like me, not a talkative person. But she's actually very enthusiastic. Every time I ask her for help with a difficult question, she patiently explains it in detail. Actually, I know those questions are very simple for her, and it's because I'm too dumb that she has a hard time explaining them."

Chen Guiliang recalled carefully and found that he knew little about Wu Meng.

All I knew was that this academic genius had won the city's top scorer in the liberal arts exam, and later I heard he had immigrated to Lijiaopo. But their lives together hadn't seen much of each other, as Wu Meng was an introvert and rarely talked.

"She likes fried potatoes. I buy some every day, and she often treats me to snacks in return." Bian Guanyue talks more and more now, and takes the initiative to share her daily life with her new deskmate.

Chen Guiliang took over the conversation at the right time and guided her to continue talking, which made Bian Guanyue chat more enthusiastically.

The line moved forward bit by bit. By the time it was Chen Guiliang's turn, dozens of minutes had passed. "Two cups of pearl milk tea."

As he spoke, Chen Guiliang turned around and asked Bian Guanyue, "What do you like to eat?"

This milk tea shop is not very formal, as it also sells various pastries.

"Red bean paste cake." Bian Guanyue glanced at the promotional board.

Chen Guiliang asked the waiter to bring the red bean paste cake again, but he was complaining in his heart: Milk tea is sweet enough, eating red bean paste cake will make you choke to death.

The two of them were so tired from standing in line that their legs and feet were sore. Chen Guiliang carried the red bean paste cake and two cups of milk tea and took Bian Guanyue to the leisure dining area.

In this small county town, selling milk tea is a high-end and fashionable business.

There's also a casual dining area on the side of the store, furnished with simple iron tables and chairs. Drinking milk tea there feels like eating steak in a Western restaurant.

What we want is style!

There are no Western restaurants, fast food restaurants, or coffee shops in the county town, so fashionable teenagers have very few choices.

Some young people even don't leave after finishing their milk tea, and continue to sit and enjoy their bourgeois life.

"Bianguanyue, there's a vacant seat here!"

In the leisure area, Wang Siyu stood up and waved. There was an unfamiliar girl next to her.

Bian Guanyue was very surprised to meet Wang Siyu unexpectedly.

She didn't know what she was thinking. She was suddenly afraid that Wang Siyu might misunderstand something, so she immediately left Chen Guiliang and went over alone: ​​"You are drinking milk tea here too."

Wang Siyu said, "I live in Fugui Garden, just two stops away. By the way, this is my junior high school classmate Yuan Wei, she's in the experimental class of the senior year at No. 1 Middle School."

No. 1 Middle School is the best school in the county after No. 2 Middle School.

Moreover, the school just moved to a new campus in the new city, and the school infrastructure is better than No. 2 Middle School. However, the greening is not good, and all the newly transplanted trees are bare.

"Weiwei, this is Bian Guanyue from our class."

"Hello."

"Hello."

Yuan Wei has delicate features and a decent appearance.

She offered to help move the chairs and said to Wang Siyu, "Xiaoyu, your classmate is so pretty. Is she the school belle of No. 2 Middle School?" Wang Siyu replied, "There's no such thing as a school belle. You've read too many novels."

Bian Guanyue sat down with a smile, chatting briefly, selectively forgetting Chen Guiliang behind her.

In front of acquaintances, she had to keep a distance from Chen Guiliang.

It wasn't like this a few days ago.

Is it because Chen Guiliang has become more handsome?
It's hard to guess what girls are thinking.

"Where's your milk tea?" Wang Siyu asked.

Chen Guiliang picked up the milk tea in his hand and said with a smile: "Classmate Wang Siyu, there is still a living person standing here."

Wang Siyu was stunned at first, then asked in disbelief, "Chen Guiliang?"

Chen Guiliang sighed, "After all, we've sat in the same row before and after each other. You didn't recognize me with my new hairstyle. How sad."

"I rely on!"

Wang Siyu was a very outgoing person. She stood up and walked around Chen Guiliang. “I didn’t realize before that Mr. Chen is actually such a handsome guy.”

After that, she added: "He's really handsome, at least in the top three in our class. If I had known earlier, I would have pursued you actively. It's a waste of such a handsome guy."

"I've always been handsome, but I've been rather reserved." Chen Guiliang moved a chair and sat down, placing a cup of milk tea in front of Bian Guanyue. "I'm not going to pretend anymore today. I'm laying it all out. If you regret not pursuing me, you still have a chance now."

Wang Siyu said disdainfully: "Not only have you become more handsome, but you've also become more slick."

"Woman, you are trying to justify your own lack of vision." Chen Guiliang said seriously.

Wang Siyu didn't bother to pay attention to him and introduced him to her best friend Yuan Wei, saying, "This is my classmate Chen Guiliang, nicknamed Chen Daxia. It's a miracle he didn't get expelled from No. 2 Middle School for what he did."

"Hello." Yuan Wei is much more shy, especially when she sees a handsome guy, she speaks with a bit of shyness.

Chen Guiliang nodded and said, "Hello."

Wang Siyu completely ignored Chen Guiliang, and said while touching her hair: "Bian Guanyue, look, I also had an ion perm today, and my hair became smooth and straight in an instant."

"The hairstyle is very beautiful and suits you very well." Bian Guanyue praised.

Chen Guiliang drank his milk tea through a straw, feeling a little helpless. He had finally managed to coax the girls out, only to have two unexpected third wheel appear.

The four of them sat down and started chatting. Wang Siyu talked about the interesting things in No. 2 Middle School, while Yuan Wei complained that No. 1 Middle School was too strict.

The newly appointed principal of No. 1 Middle School implemented a quasi-military management style, which the students found difficult to handle.

But the effect is very obvious, the undergraduate admission rate of No. 1 Middle School has increased sharply.

After finishing the milk tea, we continued chatting.

But the young people who had no seats next to them came over from time to time to urge them to sit down, forcing Chen Guiliang and his other three to make room.

Wang Siyu looked at her watch and said, "It's almost noon, let's go eat."

Bian Guanyue declined politely: "I told my grandparents that I have to go back for lunch."

"Then let's make an appointment next time." Wang Siyu said.

"Okay!"

"goodbye!"

The four of them waved to each other.

Chen Guiliang accompanied Bian Guanyue to the roadside to wait for a car.

Wang Siyu and Yuan Wei live in Fugui Garden and can walk home in just two stops.

After they walked away, Yuan Wei asked, "Are your two classmates in love?"

"I'm not sure," Wang Siyu thought carefully. "There's definitely something wrong. They used to listen to music together, and today they came over for bubble tea. And, and, Chen Guiliang is wearing new clothes and even got a new hairstyle. There's definitely an affair going on!"

Yuan Wei said: "I think they are a good match."

"You don't know," Wang Siyu said, "Chen Guiliang has always been poor. I've never seen him wear new clothes. He had one pair of pants in his second year of high school, but because he grew so fast, by his third year, they couldn't even cover his ankles, and he kept wearing them. I feel sorry for him. Bian Guanyue's family is much richer; his cell phone, MP3 player, and laptop are all brand-name!"

Yuan Wei smiled and said, "You're too vulgar. Love is about mutual affection and has nothing to do with material possessions."

Wang Siyu immediately thought of Zheng Feng and gloated, "I don't know if I'm mediocre or not, but some people might go crazy. Hero Chen is truly amazing. He took down the beauty with one move!"

……

After sending Bian Guanyue home, Chen Guiliang carried a few shopping bags and ran directly to a nearby Internet cafe.

He carefully read the netizens' replies and felt that the time was right, so he sent a QQ message to Yang Yuhui: "Brother Yang, we will enter the third stage at noon today."

"Received!" Yang Yuhui replied immediately.

The navy was mobilized.

Water Army No. 1 posted a message suggesting that this private server be opened for membership. Those willing to pay to support the service can become members, while those unwilling to pay can support the service. Members do not receive any other benefits, but they can use accelerators, which makes playing the private server smoother.

Selling accelerators is also one of the ways for private servers to make money nowadays.

Water Army No. 2 immediately replied, saying that this private server is about dreams and youth, and it becomes impure once it is charged.

The two water armies soon started to attack each other.

Water Army No. 3, No. 4, No. 5, No. 6... joined the discussion one after another and deliberately guided the direction of public opinion.

More and more netizens were attracted to the post and started a debate about whether to charge a fee.

Gradually, those who support charging fees gained the upper hand, arguing that Dream Chasers must not lose money. However, selling equipment is absolutely not allowed, otherwise the game will be boring.

Fu Guoqiang, a Beijing-based user, follows related posts every day and directly replied: "If private servers don't sell equipment and maintain the purity of the game, I can donate 5000 yuan for free!"

There were more than one or two wealthy people, and soon someone replied: "I'll donate 300 yuan."

"I'm an office worker, and I'm just donating 50 yuan as a token of my appreciation."

"I can donate 10 yuan. Isn't that too little?"

"No matter how little, even one dollar is enough. Many hands make light work!"

"..."

Yang Yuhui posted using the account "Yijian Xilai": "Regarding the sponsorship fees, I appreciate your kindness, but relying solely on sponsorship fees won't last long. I discussed it with friends until midnight last night and have come up with a way to recoup costs. The specifics can't be disclosed for now. But I solemnly promise: I won't sell equipment, memberships, cheats, or accelerators!"

This statement is very mysterious, attracting more speculation and discussion among netizens.

There are more and more replies to posts about whether to charge and how to charge, and the process is developing in the direction preset by Chen Guiliang.

Chen Guiliang's intention, of course, was to pave the way for selling tickets.

Get vaccinated!
Players should be mentally prepared first, so that tickets won’t be sold suddenly when the game is launched, which may easily arouse players’ disgust and anger.

(End of this chapter)