Chapter 398: Riding on the Flowers to Freedom The second floor of the second canteen at the Wushan campus of SUSTC. After finishing the call with Chen Zhuo, the lights in [Royal Tea] were still on, and Huang Baihan was sitting quietly on a chair at the door in a daze. There is a saying that goes: People are happiest when they are infinitely close to happiness. When they truly obtain happiness, they may become a lot of annoyed. This sentence can also be applied to entrepreneurship: People are most ambitious when they are in the preparation stage of starting a business, but when the business is about to begin, they become anxious and worried. When Huang Baihan first rented this stall, he was confused and fearful. After all, I had never started a business before, and this is a normal reaction when entering an unknown field. But during the preparation process, as he watched the originally gray milk tea shop gradually become magnificent, Dahuang began to have endless fantasies in his mind.
Just like all young people with high aspirations but low skills, “become a group in three years and go public in five years!” became his goal. Because the current [Imperial Tea] gave Huang Baihan the courage. During the renovation, we followed Yu Xian’s advice and demolished the two original walls and replaced them with three walls of transparent thick glass. This not only gives a sense of extension of space, but also makes it unique among this row of stores. Like a diamond thrown into the coal. As long as you are not blind, you can spot this "crystal clear" milk tea shop at a glance by comparison. The glass wall is decorated with some handicrafts, and Chen Zhuo also asked Huang Baihan to make a blackboard similar to the "campus confession wall". Free sticky notes and markers are placed nearby, so that those confessions that were too shy or for other reasons to be expressed in school can be put down on paper here. When Chen Zhuo traveled to Yunnan before, he found many other people's love stories on the walls of some inns. Some are very short, with only one sentence: "XXX, I came to see Erhai Lake for you." Some are very long, writing down the entire process from the two people meeting, knowing each other, falling in love to finally breaking up. Chen Zhuo would stop and watch for a long time every time. Looking at those crooked handwritings, he would sigh about other people’s lives and feel that this could also be one of the characteristics of Imperial Tea. As for other aspects, all the tables and chairs are made of solid wood, which was Qu Baoguo's suggestion. He said that it felt very textured, and customers would subconsciously think that the store was of higher quality. And for the sake of Wang Youqing and Chen Zhuo's face, Qu Baoguo basically only charged cost price. The counter is made of a long strip of milky white marble. No matter how much water stains it gets, it can be cleaned instantly with a wipe of a rag. Compared with other milk tea shops, whose plywood counters are prone to mold when exposed to water, the hygiene conditions are obviously not at the same level. In fact, Huang Baihan couldn't even dream of doing these things with his current ability. But he is lucky to have a very awesome best friend. Of course, there are some other small details, which not only reflect Huang Baihan’s thoughts, but also the innovative ideas of all the friends. Everything seems very different from the milk tea shops on the market.
So even though it has not officially opened yet, it has already attracted great attention on the campus of South China University of Technology. Because the name "Huangcha" sounds very pretentious. Because of the novel and trendy decoration. Because the boss, Huang Baihan, was just an unknown freshman in the School of Telecommunications last semester, and it was said that he was just a small errand boy in the Student Union. Now, like a rocket, he shot up from the crowd with a whoosh. After finishing their meals in the second canteen, students would always take a look at when [Royal Tea] would open. This has almost become one of the topics on campus in the new semester. The recent half-price flyer for the opening day on March 3 has further fueled the craze. "Boss Huang, aren't you leaving yet?" Huang Baihan was startled by a voice. It turned out to be Jiang Qiaoyun, the specially invited milk tea shop chef. In order to secretly learn the techniques of making milk tea and understand the channels for purchasing raw materials, Huang Baihan worked as a part-time worker in several milk tea shops in Guangzhou during the winter vacation. Those bosses are used to exploiting these part-time college students and offer them very low wages, only two or three dollars an hour. Many college students turned around and left after hearing this. Bah! Nowadays, the internet fee in Internet cafes is more than two yuan per hour. Are you insulting your father with this little money? Only Huang Baihan stayed and was willing to do anything without complaining. The boss was very happy at first, thinking he had picked up a stupid and helpless person for free. As a result, Dahuang learned what he wanted to know and left without even asking for salary. He also improved the store's signature milk tea by tweaking it to make it taste better. During this process, the only person involved was Jiang Qiaoyun, a clerk at a milk tea shop. When Huang Baihan was bullied by other employees because he was too young, he stood up for him. Jiang Qiaoyun certainly didn't expect at the time that the sense of justice in her character would actually bring about a change in her destiny. When the decoration of the Royal Tea Shop was almost finished, Chen Zhuo suggested that Huang Baihan find someone to come and help. After all, this is just a part-time job and you must not fall behind in your studies. Huang Baihan thought of Jiang Qiaoyun first, so he invited her to come and be the milk tea maker and deputy store manager. During this process, even Song Qing showed up. Huang Baihan was still a little shy and didn't know how to "poach" and convince others. After Jiang Qiaoyun was surprised to learn the whole story, she was moved by the salary and sincerity offered by Huang Baihan and finally went there happily. "Jiang Jie, you can go back after you are done." Huang Baihan said politely: "Thank you for your hard work. You are working so late again today." "It's almost opening, so what's the big deal if it's a little later?" Jiang Qiaoyun is twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. Her husband works as a merchandiser in a supermarket in Guangzhou. The couple does not earn much, but they are very motivated. My biggest wish is to buy a small house in the suburbs of Guangzhou, just 50 square meters.
In this way, when the children grow up, they can be brought to Guangzhou to receive education. "It will open tomorrow, so Sister Jiang may have to come earlier." Huang Baihan warned worriedly. "I know. You should also go to bed early and don't worry too much." Jiang Qiaoyun looked at Huang Baihan as if he was looking at a younger brother who was studying in high school in his hometown, and encouraged him in a gentle voice: "Have confidence in our products." "I've been in this business for two or three years, and this is the first time I've tasted such delicious milk tea. Oh no..." Jiang Qiaoyun deliberately corrected him, "It should be milk tea and fruit tea. Many students have come to inquire about the opening time these days. They will definitely come tomorrow to show their support!" "Ah." After hearing Jiang Qiaoyun's words, Huang Baihan's uneasy heart relaxed a little. After Jiang Qiaoyun left, Huang Baihan blinked and sat back in his chair. His thoughts were mixed. He was worried that tomorrow's performance would not be good enough, but he also felt that after making so many preparations, such anxiety was really unnecessary. Sometimes I think back to some episodes from high school. At that time, I never imagined that I could start a business in college. I would also think about the little things from college to now, but I could never get past that lively little canine tooth. Of course, Xu Yue would occasionally be there. However, in Huang Baihan's heart, Sister Xu had already been sentenced to "death penalty". Chen Zhuo was his best friend, but Xu Yue actually betrayed and backstabbed him in the police station. This is absolutely unforgivable without a reasonable explanation. After a while, Huang Baihan suddenly felt that the temperature in the silent cafeteria was gradually dropping, and the stars seemed to be hidden in the dark clouds. Even the wind seemed to have the scent of rain. "Isn't it going to rain?" Huang Baihan was shocked, and his first reaction was whether it would affect the opening of Royal Tea tomorrow. But when I think about it carefully, I feel that it has nothing to do with it. I'm not running any outdoor activities, so it doesn't matter whether it rains or not. "Let's go back!" Huang Baihan let out a long sigh and prepared to go back to the dormitory to sleep and get enough rest for the tough battle tomorrow. I turned off the power, picked up the key and was about to lock the glass door. Huang Baihan suddenly remembered something. He stopped what he was doing, paused for a moment, and then returned to the store. "Swish" tore off a sticky note. Write this sentence on it:
Until yesterday, I was just an ordinary Chinese college student. Youth does not have ostentatious concerts, shiny motorcycles, or campus-beautiful girlfriends. None of that belongs to me. All that belongs to me is the beard that has grown back after shaving, the test papers that have stained my arms, and the white hair on my parents' temples when I occasionally look up. I yearn for a relationship where all my efforts are rewarded, and I admire my best friend for being so calm and composed in the spotlight. I have comforted myself in this way. This world must always allow ordinary people to exist and allow a quiet youth. But starting tomorrow, I don’t want to be an ordinary person anymore. I will pick roses in my hands, watch the wind blow and the flowers fall, and ride my horse through the flowers towards freedom! After writing this paragraph, Huang Baihan chuckled twice. He felt that with his own personality, he would never be able to "ride a horse and step on flowers towards freedom." But so what? Just think of it as your ideal self! There was a "pop" sound. Huang Baihan slapped this sticky note on the campus confession wall, and it became the first note in the milk tea shop. ······ (I came back from a social event and couldn’t hold on any longer. I woke up and started typing. I washed my face and got ready before going to work again.) (End of this chapter)