On the first official day of the milk tea shop's opening, perhaps due to the advance flyer promotion and discounts, the number of customers suddenly increased as it approached mealtime.

Although Su Kun was fast, it was inevitable that he felt a bit overwhelmed. Fortunately, the landlord, who had previously run a milk tea shop, temporarily lent a hand, which greatly reduced his burden.

The class schedule at S University seemed to have more classes in the morning than in the afternoon overall. Although the afternoon business was not as busy as lunchtime, there were still quite a few people, and it continued until another peak in the evening.

Su Kun's original plan was to open at eight in the morning and close at eight in the evening. However, just after seven o'clock, the ingredients prepared for the day had already run out. He had to close early.

Before closing, he sorted out the day's accounts and suddenly felt that choosing to start his own business was indeed the right decision. Earning this much in just one day, the future was simply bright, with stacks of cash beckoning to him. And through this day's experience, he found that he really couldn't handle it alone. Without the landlord, he had to both take payments and make milk tea, and would definitely get dizzy.

As for Gu Yan, the great general, Su Kun found that either the ancient idea of "gentlemen stay far from the kitchen" was at play, or he truly lacked a screw in this aspect. In short, throughout the day, he was completely unable to help with the preparation. The few times he did try to intervene, he got the order wrong and put in the wrong ingredients, causing more harm than good.

As for the cash register... Su Kun didn't dare let him touch anything electrical, and he himself was unwilling to touch those things, lest he scrap the entire store's circuitry like at home.

Therefore, that evening, Su Kun drafted a recruitment notice and posted job information on some forums, planning to hire another shop assistant to help out. As for the busiest weekends, he could post on the S University forum to recruit part-time students nearby.

Originally, Su Kun optimistically thought that with students bringing in more students, business should get better day by day, and would only be busier than the first day. However, on the second day, he discovered that he had thought too well of it.

When he saw the significantly lower customer volume compared to the previous day, he realized that many of the first day's customers had simply come for the discounts and were not truly regular customers that could be retained. Among them, quite a few were even regular customers of the milk tea shop at the far end of the street. They had just temporarily come to change flavors, and the next day, they bypassed Su Kun's side and headed towards the street corner again.

Su Kun was discouraged for a while, but quickly came to terms with it and bounced back to life. After all, sometimes, a store's regular customers were not just about being accustomed to its flavors. Through long-term interactions, they had already become familiar with the store owner.

Therefore, Su Kun didn't really intend to steal customers from the milk tea shop at the end of the street. He still preferred to slowly accumulate new customers that belonged to him.

In this regard, the popularity of the red bean paste shop did provide him with some help. Just as he had anticipated when planning to rent this storefront, starting from the second day, some of the old customers of this shop began to come over. When buying milk tea, they would habitually ask, "Did the previous red bean paste shop move away?"

As Geng Zimo worked overtime to fully hand over his work, he had already taken advantage of the free time on the weekend evening to rummage through the room, sorting and picking out clothes and miscellaneous items that were not urgently needed and putting them into the cabinet, still leaving them here. He packed up the commonly used items that needed to be taken away into two large suitcases.

On the evening before leaving, Su Kun bought a large amount of ingredients, with a mix of meat and vegetables. He used his signature skills to make a full table of dishes, enough for a banquet. The color, aroma and taste were all there, making people drool just by looking at it.

Geng Zimo, who usually insisted on eating until 80% full, was quite satisfied. He unprecedentedly stuffed himself and leaned back in the chair, not wanting to move. He bantered with Su Kun to aid digestion.

He was just about to show rare mercy and sincerely praise Su Kun, when he heard Su Kun say, "Of course we need good food and good wine to send off the plague god. Otherwise, if we neglect him, what if the plague god stays and refuses to leave? ﹁_﹁"

"..." Geng Zimo was silent for a moment, then twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "The things in my room that I can't take away for now have destined that I will come back from time to time in the future to plague you."

Su Kun laughed, "It's really a life tragedy."

Geng Zimo: "..."

In any case, early the next morning, Geng Zimo still dragged those two large suitcases, took his train ticket, and was sent to the train station by Su Kun and Gu Yan to board the high-speed train to H City.

As the train whistled away, Su Kun still felt a bit melancholic. Although Geng Zimo still had things he hadn't taken away, and would come back to visit his parents, have a meal with him and bicker with him when he had time off in the future, they would no longer be together day and night like before.

This feeling was a bit similar to when he graduated from university, dragging his luggage and parting ways with his roommates at the school gate, each going their separate ways, but not exactly the same.

This somewhat dazed mood lasted for a whole day, until in the evening when he went online and saw Geng Zimo's smug words, it disappeared completely.

After settling down in H City, Geng Zimo sent Su Kun the company address and dormitory address. He also attached a few photos of the dormitory--

The dormitory was not big, about 40 square meters. The inner room was a bit like a middle school or university dormitory with an independent balcony. However, where four bunk beds could have been placed, he only put one bed, a computer desk, and a dining table. The outer room had a row of standing cabinets, facing a bathroom and a small kitchen.

Because Geng Zimo didn't have too many things, and they were very neatly organized, the whole room looked quite clean and spacious, more than enough for one person to live in. In a place with high housing prices like H City, it was considered a good treatment.

Su Kun typed away asking him: The employee dormitory is actually a single room for one person?! Isn't that too awesome! How much is the accommodation fee?

He himself had never lived in H City, but he had heard from classmates working in H City that the rent for a place was at least two or three times that of Li City.

But to his surprise, Geng Zimo quickly replied: The dormitory is free, no charge. But utilities are self-paid, with independent meters.

Su Kun: !!! Are you still hiring people there?!

Geng Zimo: Yes, but there is a threshold. No dumb ones wanted.

Su Kun: ...

Geng Zimo: Hehe.

"Hehe my ass!" Su Kun, who had been severely stimulated, angrily threw away the mouse, slumped straight onto Gu Yan, covered his chest with both paws, and said with teary eyes, "Only poker faces are good in this world."

A certain Mr. Gu, the poker face, held his forehead: "..." Was his brain stabbed by a spear? How did he fall for such a character? Could there ever be a normal day...