Almost the instant Jiang Zong uttered the shop's name, Lin Ting thought of an advertising slogan—

"Sweet Honey Milk Tea sells over 300 million cups a year. If you lined up all the cups together, they could circle the Earth. For seven consecutive years, it has been the top-selling milk tea brand in China..."

Lin Ting couldn't help but ask, "Why 'Sweet Honey'? Isn't 'Fragrant Piaopiao' better?"

Jiang Zong: "Uncle Nie liked Teresa Teng."

Lin Ting: "I understand."

It has to be said that, these days, Tianmimi is indeed more well-known than Xiangpiaopiao.

Sweet Milk Tea...

Lin Ting repeated it several times before accepting it.

Indeed, it's catchy, easy to spread, and very suitable for their products.

Let's be sweet then.

Two days later, the signboard for "Sweet Honey Milk Tea Shop" was hung on the lintel, and the veteran actors also arrived on time with flower baskets and firecrackers.

After ten days of intensive training, the two employees can now make ten cups of milk tea at a time without any mistakes.

In addition, during these few days, the chef also helped them improve the menu, adding strawberry milk tea, orange milk tea, and caramel milk tea at Lin Ting's strong request.

The opening happened to be a Sunday, and the students in the dormitory started their pleasant weekend in the cafeteria after being woken up by the sound of firecrackers.

This directly resulted in the Sweet Honey Milk Tea shop being deserted for more than ten minutes after it opened.

Lin Ting frowned: "Could it be because it's the end of the month?"

Jiang Zong remained calm, handed Lin Ting a cup of her favorite caramel milk tea, and waited silently.

Uncle Nie looked at the deserted shop and a smile involuntarily crept up his lips.

This is probably going to be a disaster.

He wasn't very optimistic about this business.

After all, it's a completely new thing, and it takes a long time for it to be accepted after it appears.

However, Uncle Nie was not nervous.

The total investment in this shop was less than three thousand yuan. If it really couldn't be kept going, then so be it if it lost money.

If I can use three thousand yuan for tuition, then it's worth it.

Lin Ting, however, did not want to pay tuition.

She turned to the two shop assistants and said, "Make milk tea, fill up all four thermos flasks we prepared yesterday."

"Okay." The clerk didn't ask any more questions and started cooking.

Whatever the boss says goes. As for who to sell it to after it's finished, that's not their concern.

After Lin finished giving his instructions, he took out his mobile phone and asked Jiang Zong, "What's the public phone number for your dormitory building again?"

Jiang Zong recited a number and asked her, "Who are you looking for?"

"Student Liang."

Lin Ting first made a phone call to ask the dormitory supervisor to help her find Liang Tianxing, then hung up. After waiting for five minutes, she received a call back from Liang Tianxing.

"Liang, could you lend me your sales staff?"

Half an hour later, a table was set up on the main thoroughfare of the school. Guan Dongyue was carrying a tray with several small plastic cups on it. There was also a tape recorder on the table, playing Teresa Teng's "Tian Mi Mi".

Guan Dongyue warmly greeted the students who had just returned from the cafeteria:

"Hey there, try this Sweet Honey Milk Tea!"

"Made with fresh milk! It's just 20 meters to the left of the school gate, a big cup costs two yuan!"

Having worked in sales for so long, and having personally mentored six salespeople including Xie Xiaoyu, Guan Dongyue has become even more eloquent and has a more accurate eye for people.

Her top priority for tasting the drinks was naturally her female classmates, especially those who had boyfriends.

Guys, please step aside. She's a young lady, and it's inappropriate for her to invite guys to try the drinks!

"Mmm, it smells so good."

"Drink it well!"

"Hmm... I can't taste anything. Can I have another one?"

It just so happened that it was the weekend, everyone was out, and the milk tea shop was not far from the school gate.

Then, shall we give it a try?

Just as Uncle Nie was starting to figure out how to coax Lin Ting, a guest arrived.

"Two yuan a cup? Could... uh, give us an extra cup?"

The first couple of guests were probably roommates from the same dormitory; they planned to share a drink.

The clerk nodded immediately: "No problem, shall I just divide it into two cups for you?"

"thanks, thanks!"

The two students blushed slightly, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Lin Ting watched silently from the side, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Uncle Nie had hinted to her long ago that she should order two different sizes of cups: two large cups for two yuan and one small cup for one yuan.

However, Lin Ting temporarily rejected it.

Plastic cups are worth very little, so isn't this a perfect opportunity to showcase their excellent service?

It's not too late to launch the smaller cup version in half a month.

Seeing that the business had opened, Uncle Nie couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Forget about tuition fees or anything else, as long as you don't get shaving your head (meaning you're financially ruined).

If things go wrong on the very first day, it will definitely affect your mindset.

Guests arrived in twos and threes, their faces beaming with the novelty of trying new things.

More than an hour later, a line of five or six people had actually formed.

Uncle Nie: "..."

Are young people these days accepting new things way too quickly?

Judging from this trend, it seems unlikely that this class will be held.

Just then, Guan Dongyue and another salesperson returned with four thermos flasks.

"Lin, do we still need to go again?" Guan Dongyue's face was flushed, probably from the cold autumn wind.

Lin glanced at the time, gave each of them two yuan for their work, and said, "No need, just wait a moment, I'll treat you to milk tea."

"No need, no need, it's too expensive." Guan Dongyue chuckled, holding up two yuan, and said, "We can just buy it ourselves."

Lin Ting: "..."

So, it's like... the wages she just took out have gone around in circles and ended up back in her wallet?

So what's the point of all this trouble?

Does the GDP increase by eight yuan?

If she had known this would happen, wouldn't it have been better to just give them a cup of milk tea as payment?

Guan Dongyue stood in line, but her eyes never stopped moving. She watched the passing customers while silently making plans in her mind.

Soon, they received their milk tea. Guan Dongyue even bought an extra cup. After saying goodbye to Lin Ting, she left in a hurry.

After leaving, Guan Dongyue went straight to the boys' dormitory and found a boy who was just about to go back: "Excuse me, could you please call Liang Tianxing for me?"

"sure, no problem."

A short while later, Liang Tianxing ran downstairs.

He was doing push-ups in his dorm room just now, and there's still sweat on his forehead.

Guan Dongyue handed him the milk tea and said, "Boss, I brought you a cup of milk tea."

Liang Tianxing was taken aback, then subconsciously took it and asked, "Have you finished your work?"

"Okay, it's over," Guan Dongyue said, noticing the sweat on his forehead. She handed him her handkerchief. "Wipe it off, or you'll catch a cold."

"Hey, thanks." Liang Tianxing took the handkerchief, wiped his sweat, and said, "I'll wash it and return it to you."

"Well, there's no rush."

Guan Dongyue swallowed the milk tea in her mouth and raised her cup to Liang Tianxing: "Boss, I think we can sell this milk tea too. We can put it in thermos flasks and pour it into each dormitory. Or you could talk to Lin?"

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