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The evening breeze was chilly. Ye Lan walked ahead, her broad body shielding Lin Xueyao from the oncoming cold wind.

The two walked leisurely along the roadside.

The neon lights of the tall buildings illuminated the road ahead.

Ye Lan squeezed the soft, jade-like hand in her pocket and asked softly.

"I've been too busy these past few days and haven't had time to spend with you. Are you lonely playing games all by yourself in your room?"

Lin Xueyao remained silent for a while before speaking softly.

"It was always like this. I thought I had gotten used to it, but I still can't help thinking about you."

She used to be alone, playing games alone, eating alone, traveling alone, and sleeping alone. Perhaps she had long been used to loneliness.

Even she herself thought so.

It wasn't until Ye Lan appeared in her life that her inner world was illuminated like a ray of light, and her originally black and white world began to become colorful.

He would play video games with me, take me to amusement parks, hold me while I sleep, buy me delicious snacks, and even give me foot massages...

She originally thought that Ye Lan's departure wouldn't change anything, that she would just return to the life she had at the beginning, but she found that wasn't the case.

Whenever she had a spare moment, memories of her time with Ye Lan would float into her mind, making her feel restless, as if a kitten was gently tickling her heart.

She thought that her relationship with Ye Lan was like that of soybeans in a rice jar; once the soybeans were removed, the rice in the jar remained the same, unchanged.

But she was wrong. Once the soybeans were taken out, a corner of the rice container would inevitably become empty.

Just like in her heart, after Ye Lan left, a piece of her heart felt empty.

"I've been quite busy lately. Li Changqing's team has good academic qualifications, but they don't have any practical experience, so I have to keep an eye on everything, big and small."

Ye Lan rubbed her temples and continued, "But you can call or text me, and I'll definitely come to your side as soon as possible."

Lin Xueyao gently shook her head. "I can't disturb your work."

"As long as my brother thinks of me first when he's done with his work, I'll be content."

Ye Lan stood there stunned upon hearing this. "Have you been reading 'Dream of the Red Chamber' every day lately? You've picked up Lin Daiyu's witty and sarcastic remarks so well."

“I didn’t learn this from anyone; these are my sister’s honest thoughts.”

Lin Xueyao nestled in Ye Lan's arms, the fragrance of her hair wafting on the breeze and wafting to Ye Lan's nose—a faint, refreshing minty scent.

Ye Lan guessed that Lin Xueyao often sent messages to her father when she was a child, which displeased Lin Dongsheng and eventually caused her psychological trauma.

That's why she doesn't dare to bother Ye Lan, who is starting her own business elsewhere.

Thinking of this, Ye Lan felt as if her heart was being ripped apart, and she felt a sharp pain.

Ye Lan gently rubbed Lin Xueyao's head.

"We're officially open for business today, so I won't have to be there every day anymore. How about I give you a one-hour foot massage every night?"

"Really?" Lin Xueyao's eyes lit up.

She didn't like the so-called foot massage, but it meant that Ye Lan would spend an hour with her every day.

"Of course it's true. When have I ever lied to you?" Ye Lan chuckled.

"That's true." Lin Xueyao smiled sweetly, thinking that Ye Lan had almost never broken her promises to her.

The two headed north and arrived at a bustling food street.

With the Spring Festival just over and the Lantern Festival approaching, the streets and alleys are decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. Bright red lanterns hang in the air, creating a festive and joyful atmosphere.

The streets were lined with food carts and stalls, the smell of cooking oil mixed with spices tempting the appetites of passersby, and tears involuntarily streamed down their faces.

Lin Xueyao hadn't had much of an appetite these past few days and hadn't eaten much, but now her stomach was growling from the cravings.

"Ye Lan, I want to eat stir-fried dishes, grilled tripe, and chicken intestines."

Ye Lan was taken aback, wondering what kind of bizarre dish this was, and then looked in the direction Lin Xueyao was pointing.

“My dear aunt, there’s tripe, stir-fried chicken, and grilled sausage. Wait here, I’ll buy them for you right away.”

..........

The next day, Ye Lan washed up early and arrived at the commercial building. Today was a weekend, and the flow of people was even greater than the rush hour yesterday. The building was packed with people, and it could be described as a sea of ​​people.

It was precisely because of the large number of people that he felt a little uneasy and wanted to come and check it out.

The staff in their production department are not yet very experienced. They may not have any problems under normal circumstances, but when there are a lot of customers, they easily get overwhelmed.

When he arrived at the location monitored yesterday, he was immediately stunned.

"Holy crap, why are there so many people in line?"

A long line stretched out in front of the tightly closed roller shutter door, conservatively estimated to be more than a hundred people.

The key point is that it's only 8 a.m., and there's still an hour before the milk tea shop opens at 9 a.m.

This shows how impatient the customers were.

Driven by curiosity, Ye Lan put on a mask and mingled into the crowd at the store entrance.

"Dude, the door isn't even open yet, why are you all lining up here? What, are you giving away free eggs and cooking oil?"

A middle-aged man with a receding hairline, who looked to be in his forties, turned around.

"Bro, you don't know, the milk tea here is so potent. I came here after get off work yesterday and had a cup, and then I had a battle with my wife until dawn."

"My wife is in her thirties, the prime of her life. If I can tame her, you'll know how amazing this thing is."

Ye Lan pretended to widen her eyes, "This stuff is even more powerful than Indian God Oil and Viagra?"

"It's packaged, and it's only a little over twenty yuan a cup. The taste is also amazing. It's a great deal no matter what."

After listening to the Mediterranean Brother's explanation, Ye Lan understood that now that the reputation was stable, the next step was to expand the promotion scope and let more people know about her product.

"What, you want to buy a drink to try too? You're so young and you're already past your prime!" The balding older man looked at Ye Lan with slight surprise.

"I don't need any external help!" Ye Lan rolled her eyes.

Then he found another girl.

"Hey beautiful, I heard that the milk tea at this shop is good for your kidneys, do you want to try it too?"

The girl turned around a little embarrassedly, "I was recommended by a friend. I wanted to buy a cup for my boyfriend, but he's not very good at it."

"I understand, after all, people in middle age are often not in control of their own lives."

My boyfriend is only in his early twenties.

"It's understandable that they're young and naive."

.......

Ye Lan wandered around the crowd and obtained a lot of useful information.

First of all, their customers are mostly middle-aged men, with very few women, which is the opposite of the milk tea shops next door.

Secondly, the promotion problem has been somewhat resolved, because it is a fact that middle-aged men have less energy, and once the results are good, they will definitely be asked by their friends.

At that time, his fame will spread rapidly within this special group.

However, Ye Lan still discovered some problems, namely that the beverage was too monotonous. Relying on only this one effect was clearly not enough to expand its market reach.

"If you have the chance, ask that kid Li Changqing if his ancestors had any other recipes."