After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

"Is machine cleaning convenient?" Lin Fan asked the question he was most concerned about.

Although the shop has its own automatic cleaning function, he was unsure whether this external equipment could be cleaned up in the same way.

If you have to clean it yourself, the machine will inevitably accumulate some stubborn stains that are hard to clean over time.

He cannot tolerate any unsanitary corners that might affect the purest flavor of the ingredients.

"It's extremely convenient. The pipes are made entirely of stainless steel and have a one-button self-cleaning function. Just rinse them twice with hot water and they'll be spotless, without any lingering odor," Mr. Zhang replied confidently.

"Can."

Lin Fan pushed the tablet back. "When can the equipment be brought in?"

"The equipment factory has ready-made modules." General Manager Zhang glanced at Qin Lang. "As long as Young Master Qin's renovation team sets up that sterile partition room, my people can transport the equipment in and debug it that very night. It can be done in half a night, and it will not delay your business the next day."

After confirming that there were no blind spots in any of the technical aspects, the group finalized the details.

Ultimately, the capacity of the tin was set at 150 milliliters.

This size is just right; it's not only convenient for guests to carry around, but it also looks exquisite in their hands.

More importantly, because it is a highly concentrated puree, 150 ml is enough to make about twenty cups of plum juice.

If the container is too large, customers will drink it slowly after opening, which can easily cause it to lose its flavor and affect the taste.

After sorting out the details, Lin Fan stood up.

Lin Fan nodded. "Gentlemen, please make an offer."

Mr. Wang and Mr. Zhang exchanged a glance and quickly quoted an extremely fair figure, which could even be described as the cost price.

They knew perfectly well that if they could get in touch with the Qin and Zhao families, this deal, even if it didn't make money, would be done flawlessly.

After hearing the price, Lin Fan didn't haggle at all and immediately took out his phone to complete the transfer.

Upon hearing the notification sound indicating a successful transfer, both Mr. Wang and Mr. Zhang were somewhat taken aback.

Nowadays, young people do business, and they don't even sign a contract for tens or hundreds of thousands of yuan; they just transfer the money directly.

This decisiveness and trust, on the contrary, made them feel even more pressured, and they secretly resolved not to make the slightest mistake.

"Alright, bosses, the money's been received, now that the matter is settled."

Qin Lang stood up, smiling as he saw the guest off, "Hurry up with the progress these next few days, Brother Lin's business can't wait."

"Don't worry, Young Master Qin! Don't worry, Boss Lin! We'll go back and make the arrangements right away!"

The two thanked him profusely and left the tea room.

Only Lin Fan, Qin Lang, and Zhao Tianyi remained in the private room.

"Brother Lin, now everything's complete."

Qin Lang poured himself a cup of tea and let out a long sigh of relief. "Once the packaging and equipment are in place, your plum juice concentrate business can take off immediately."

Zhao Tianyi chimed in, "Master Lin, I've already spoken to our hotel's purchasing department. Once your raw liquid is available, all the summer refreshments at our Grand Hyatt Hotel's Chinese restaurant will be replaced with your plum juice. We'll place an order for 500 cans to set a minimum!"

Lin Fan looked at the two enthusiastic rich kids and a smile appeared on his lips.

Thanks.

He picked up his teacup, using tea instead of wine, and gently clinked it against the two of them.

"However, I still need to control the temperature and heat when producing raw pulp in the early stages."

Lin Fan took a sip of tea and calmly looked out the window at the bustling night scene.

"Slow and steady wins the race. Good things are never too late."

……

Stepping out of the Grand Hyatt Hotel, the night breeze already carried a hint of early autumn chill in Wuhan.

Lin Fan drove his Wuling Hongguang back to Jinmao Mansion and opened the door.

Only a warm yellow floor lamp was left on in the living room.

Su Xiaoxiao was sitting at the dining table with a thick professional book open in front of her and a pen in her hand. She immediately stood up when she heard the door open.

"Brother Lin, you're back." Su Xiaoxiao lowered her voice. "Tuantuan hasn't woken up yet, she's sleeping soundly."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work." Lin Fan changed his shoes and walked over, glancing at the time; it was almost eleven o'clock.

He took out his phone and transferred 500 yuan directly to Su Xiaoxiao.

"It's too late, the subway is probably closed. Just take a taxi back to school. Here's your overtime pay and taxi fare. Be careful, and let me know when you get there via WeChat."

Looking at the transfer notification on the screen, Su Xiaoxiao quickly waved her hand: "Brother Lin, this is too much. I just read a book here for a while and didn't do anything else..."

"Take it." Lin Fan's tone was calm but firm. "It's not safe for a girl to be out late at night. Don't be stingy with the money and take some unlicensed taxi. You don't need to come so early tomorrow; come over after you've woken up."

Su Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and didn't refuse anymore. She knew her boss's temper; once he made a decision, he wouldn't change it.

"Thank you, Brother Lin. I'll head back now."

She slung her backpack over her shoulder, gently opened the door, and went out.

Lin Fan walked to the bedroom door and peeked through a crack.

Tuantuan hugged the big strawberry bear, sprawled out on her back, taking up most of the bed, her little face flushed from sleeping.

He smiled silently, then turned and went to the bathroom to wash up.

……

the other side.

Jiangcheng University, Girls' Dormitory Building No. 4.

The moment Su Xiaoxiao pushed open the dormitory door, a wave of hot and humid air rushed towards her, making it feel like a giant steamer.

"Xiaoxiao! You're finally back!"

My roommate, Li Na, wearing a baggy slip dress, was sitting on a chair fanning herself frantically with a piece of cardboard, groaning in pain and sweating profusely.

"It's so hot! The air conditioner in this lousy dorm broke down yesterday afternoon, and I've called the dorm supervisor eight hundred times but no one has come. I feel like I'm being pickled!"

In the four-person dormitory, the other two roommates, Chen Min and Wang Jia, were also holding small electric fans and blowing them hard, with wet towels draped around their necks. They were so hot that they didn't even want to talk.

"Yeah, Xiaoxiao, where have you been working? You're back so late." Chen Min wiped her face with a towel. "The iced water at the convenience store downstairs was sold out long ago. This sweltering heat is unbearable."

Su Xiaoxiao closed the door behind her and placed her backpack on the desk.

Listening to her roommates' complaints, she didn't feel annoyed. Instead, she thought of the small tin box that Lin Fan had given her that afternoon.

"It's really hot outside, but I brought you something great to cool you down."

As Su Xiaoxiao spoke, she unzipped the zipper and took out the matte silver round tin box, placing it on the table.

"What good stuff? Ice cream? In this heat, it'll probably melt into water by now." Li Na curiously leaned closer.

Su Xiaoxiao didn't explain much. She took her large water glass, filled it with more than half a pitcher of ice water from the water dispenser at the end of the corridor, and then took out three clean glasses from the cabinet and placed them on the table.

Amid her roommates' questioning gazes, she gently unscrewed the sealed lid of the metal box.

"laugh--"

The moment the tin box was opened.

An extremely refreshing, sweet and sour aroma, carrying a rich smoky plum scent and a kiwi fragrance that seemed to penetrate the sweltering air, instantly filled the small, stuffy dormitory room.

The three girls, who had been fanning themselves in frustration, stopped at the same time.

As if they had planned it, they all twitched their noses in unison.

"What...what is this taste?"