Become a stepmother and save the male protagonist of the painful literary school

Tong Huaimu was very annoyed and moved away in disgust: "Stay away."

"Looking at you like this, is something wrong with your stepmother?"

In Zhao Qiang's impression, although his brother likes to have a sullen face, he is actually as steady as an old dog and rarely gets really annoying like this.

The last time he had severe mood swings was in February or March of this year, when his stepmother disappeared.

This touched Tong Huaimu's sore spot. He was like a cat with its whiskers pulled out. All the cat in his body exploded and he kicked Zhao Qiang on the butt:

"How can you talk like that? Your stepmother is the one in trouble! It's bad luck!"

Zhao Qiang was already accustomed to the speed of his ancestor's kicks, and he dodged quickly like a monkey. Even though he was not kicked, he covered his butt and cried "ouch" pretending to be in pain.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, brother!"

"If it's not my stepmother, then who is it? Could it be a classmate?"

You have to know that Tong Huaimu never cares about the attitude of his classmates towards him, so how could he be bothered by others?

But the boy remained silent after hearing this.

Zhao Qiang looked like he had seen a ghost, staring at him in disbelief: "Ah! Tong Huaimu, you are not in love, are you?"

Two teachers passing by heard the sound and looked over, with subtle curiosity in their eyes, as if they also wanted to hear gossip.

Tong Huaimu felt that look, like a thorn in his back, and froze instantly.

He felt that Zhao Qiang was really hopelessly stupid, and gnashed his teeth: "What kind of love is this? That's all you have in your head!"

When Zhao Qiang saw his embarrassed look, he thought confidently: Look! Look! His face is red but he is still stubborn. It is likely that he failed to pursue the girl. The next time I see Sister Jian Yan, I must report this boy to her for premature love!

In fact, Tong Huaimu blushed not because he was right about premature love, but because Zhao Qiang's voice of complaint was so loud that it attracted the teacher's attention and he felt ashamed.

……

There are not many customers in the milk tea shop during non-meal times on weekdays.

Jin Buxi was looking through the material list of the new product while reciting a poem he had written today in a small notebook.

——You must know that when I was young I had great ambitions and promised to be the best in the world.

She has a passion for literature and is eager to study ancient Chinese or work in a writing-related field in the future. It would be best if she could become a writer or even a screenwriter.

With her dream in mind, she would look for a poem from the "composition materials", "today's golden sentences" and "Chinese language newspapers" distributed by various schools every day, copy it down, and put it together with the words in a small palm-sized notebook, and recite it in her spare time when eating, catching the bus or working.

"Hello, I want to order 3,000 cups of milk tea."

Jin Buxi felt that there was something wrong with his ears: "What?!"

I looked up suddenly from the notebook and saw a familiar face.

Her eyebrows and eyes were graceful and beautiful, and seemed a little sharp, but her expression was calm and indifferent, and her eyes were gentle.

Complex and mysterious, it left a lasting impression on her.

"Sister Shangguan, why is it you!" The girl was so excited that she almost exclaimed.

This attracted the attention of several other employees in the store.

The woman seemed to find it incredible, and reached out to lift the hair by her ear: "Jin Buxi, aren't you studying at school? Why are you working here?"

"I..." Jin Buxi's notebook was rolled up, and she was embarrassed. "It's after school. I'm working part-time now."

Unexpectedly, the other party did not show any contempt or pity, but gave a thumbs up: "Great!"

This made the girl feel a warm current flow through her heart, and she felt warm all over.

Under the other party's admiring gaze, her cheeks gradually turned red, and she stuttered, "Oh, by the way, sister, you...you just said...three thousand cups?"

"Yes, your store wants 3,000 cups. I wonder if it can be done? The total cost is 11,000. I guess I will have to go to other milk tea brand stores to ask soon."

Jin Buxi suddenly felt dizzy: "Eleven thousand cups!"

She seemed to see a lot of bonuses waving at her and smiling. Commission! It’s all commission!

Another male clerk looked young, probably a student working part-time. He opened his mouth exaggeratedly after hearing this: "My God, you drink so much, are you taking a milk tea bath?"

Jian Yan smiled and said, "The company's afternoon tea station is dealing with a malfunction. Everyone is working overtime today, so I came out to buy some to give them some warmth."

As she spoke, she pointed to the product sheet: "Let's have this, this... and this, seven flavors. Hot, room temperature, and on the rocks, these three quantities should be evenly divided; one-quarter should be full sugar, two-quarters should be three-quarters sugar, and the rest should have no extra sugar."

"well……"

Jin Buxi wrote down the requirements in an orderly manner and calculated them accurately.

I thought: I didn’t expect Sister Shangguan to be an employee of a large company, and she is very likely the manager’s secretary.

It’s just…what kind of company has so many people?

Eleven thousand cups!

"After it's done, it will be delivered to Building A010 in the development zone in batches. The car will be parked in front of the guesthouse on the first floor of the company, and someone will help you unload the goods."

The male clerk's eyes lit up: "A010 office building area? Sister, you work in Ruiguang!"

Jian Yan neither shook his head nor nodded.

"Ruiguang Group?" Jin Buxi was visibly stunned. She had heard this name so many times recently that she was almost numb to it. "Okay, when will it be delivered?"

"Before half past eight."

After the woman left, Jin Buxi and others began to make milk tea step by step.

After finishing the work and loading the truck, several people collapsed, exhausted physically and mentally. But they were very excited and chatted excitedly: "Hey, did you get a lot of commission today?"

"There are 3,000 extra orders on weekdays. If we split it between the five of us, we will get at least 1,000 yuan! Oh my god, that's half a month's salary. It's like when you are short of water and it rains... What's the poem about that? I can't remember it. Don't like it. You are a good student. You can tell me."

The male clerk nudged her with his elbow.

Jin Buxi closed his eyes, and a happy smile appeared on his tired face: "After a long drought, a good rain has finally come."

The two times she met Sister Shangguan Mei, she solved her anxiety about lack of money like timely rain.

Is her sister her lucky star?

So prosperous.

Jian Yan sent someone to distribute the milk tea to the company. The female employees took it first, followed by the male employees.

"Female colleagues who are on their period should drink hot milk tea. If the hot milk tea here is out, you can send someone to other floors to exchange it. Don't force yourself to drink cold milk tea. It's not good for your health."

Jian Yan took the ordinary employee elevator and reminded others on several floors.

After she left, the female engineers in the technical research and development department couldn't help but sigh: "Since Mrs. Tong brought in travel project planning, the company has become more and more humane. We women are also more valued, and details such as menstrual periods are reminded."

"Mrs. Tong is not just pretending to be nice, she really brings us a lot of care and benefits."

Someone typed on the keyboard and pouted: "What Mrs. Tong? She has a name, Jian Yan."