Chapter 682: Chapter 325: Cinderella, First Love
The wind brushed past the night market outside the normal university.
Carrying the delicious sll of various snacks, it weaved through the crowd.
The banners and cloth strips on the stalls fluttered in the wind, making rustling sounds.
“Iced lemon tea, sour plum soup, does anyone want so? Refreshing and tasty, very good to drink.”
Qian Lele was still sitting in her corner, holding a charging light bulb in her hand.
A blue cart stood in front of her, with an insulated foam box on top filled with drink bottles surrounded by ice packs.
Hand-made tea drinks, priced at 6 yuan per cup, with a clean and tidy stall and a simple, pretty university girl.
Its competitiveness in this night market was quite good.
Occasionally, passersby would co up to buy a cup, and she even had repeat custors.
Following Tang Song’s suggestion, she switched from selling bracelets to iced tea drinks, bringing her side business to a highlight mont.
After work each day, she made 25 cups, with an average profit of 4 yuan per cup, earning 100 yuan a day if she sold all of them.
Of course, she didn’t sell out every day, the unsold drinks would be considered loss.
Still, the profit was quite considerable.
At this rate, by the end of the sumr vacation, she should be able to earn over 4000 yuan from this side business.
The originally planned 1900 yuan for a computer could now have the budget raised a bit.
Thinking of this, Qian Lele’s face showed a satisfied and happy smile.
She has hands and feet, and so many classmates, friends, and teachers willing to help her, life wasn’t so hard.
As long as she persisted until graduation, she could fully start earning money.
Though it’s said that the employnt situation in the computer industry is quite severe now, she wasn’t sure if she could find an ideal job then.
But it’s okay, there’s always a way when the car reaches the mountain, she had survived the hardest days.
As she was imagining her future, Zhang Wen suddenly exclaid beside her.
“What’s wrong, Sister Wen? Are you burnt again? I have ice packs here!” Qian Lele quickly stood up.
Zhang Wen had been burnt by the sausage pan before, and that’s how she reacted then.
“It’s nothing, it’s nothing.” Zhang Wen shook her head vigorously, holding her phone with a red face: “Bei Yuwei! It’s Bei Yuwei! She’s really appearing on the streets of Yan City! Too bad she’s not in our area, otherwise I’d run over to block her now!”
Recently, Zhang Wen was obsessed with “Leisurely Listening to Falling Rain”, infatuated with Bei Yuwei and even bought rchandise, sticking it on her camping car stall.
Upon hearing that, Qian Lele finally relaxed.
The boss selling cold jelly on the other side curiously asked: “Zhang Wen, the Bei Yuwei you’re talking about, is she Chu Ruolin from ‘Leisurely Listening to Falling Rain’?”
“Yeah! Look at Douyin, Brother Liang, you’ll know. Bei Yuwei landed at a won’s clothing live room in Yunsheng Square in Yan City.” Zhang Wen excitedly said: “The female strear was stunned on the spot, really super funny, now the live streaming clip is trending, Douyin, Weibo, WeChat public accounts, the whole net is discussing it.”
Brother Liang checked his phone and couldn’t help but sigh: “Real wealth, that female strear He Yiyi, really beca popular.”
“Yes, 200,000 new followers in half an hour! Now over 100,000 in the live room, and gifts keep coming, this is the power of top influencers!”
Brother Liang, full of envy, joked: “I should also study live streaming to sell cold jelly, what if I et such a big opportunity?”
Listening to their conversation, Qian Lele just smiled, not feeling much.
These things were too far, too unreal for her.
Just like hearing about soone winning a 5 million lottery prize.
“Lele! Lele!” A shout suddenly ca from a distance.
Qian Lele looked up, smiled and stood up, waving her hand.
Soon, Ding Yao, in a champagne-colored sleeveless dress, walked over quickly and hugged her hard, “Good evening dear Lele, I missed you so much!”
“Yaoyao, did you just co back from abroad? When?”
Qian Lele had seen in her Monts that Ding Yao went traveling to South Korea with her parents.
“I arrived in Yan City this afternoon, slept at ho for a while, and now ca back to school to get sothing, so I thought I’d co to see you.” Ding Yao adjusted her glasses on the bridge of her nose, “I knew you’d be here, truly a diligent little bee.”
The two chatted warmly for a while.
Ding Yao glanced at the small stall in front of her and laughed: “You still have 14 cups left, right? I want to buy them all!”
Qian Lele was surprised, quickly waving her hand: “No need, no need, today is Friday, these iced drinks sell well, they will be gone in about an hour.”
“I didn’t an that.” Ding Yao held her hand, “My friends are having a rooftop barbecue at ho, they asked to bring drinks. It’s perfect that you have them here, and we trust you, saving us from running around.”
“Oh, I see.” Qian Lele blushed, “Then that’s fine.”
She hated being pitied by others, especially when it’s her friends.
“Let’s go, let’s go, my car is over there, follow !”
Qian Lele closed the lid of the insulated box, said goodbye to Sister Wen, and quickly followed.
Ding Yao wore a luxurious and beautiful dress, stepping on glittery sandals.
The sumr wind blew, and the pleasant scent of perfu entered Qian Lele’s nose.
She tightly gripped the handle of the small cart, her head slightly bowed.
They walked out of the pedestrian street and turned left.
Ding Yao stopped beside a rcedes-Benz GLC on the roadside.
The car lights flashed and the vehicle unlocked.
“Lele, just put it in the trunk.”
“Okay.” Qian Lele placed the small cart at the back of the car, opened the insulated foam box, and was about to put the drinks in but stopped again.
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