Cannon Fodder Substitute Alliance 

Chapter 6

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Editor: Sai Hiroto

"What?" A scream broke the quiet atmosphere of the milk tea shop. The female boss looked at Cheng Lang in disbelief and said, "I have such a well-decorated store and such a good location, and you want to transfer it for only 200,000 yuan?"

The female boss looked at Cheng Lang with anger and said, "Don't think that just because you are handsome, you can be beautiful!"

Cheng Lang sighed softly and looked at the female boss sincerely, "Of course, I know that this milk tea shop is your hard work, boss."

The female boss snorted heavily and interrupted Cheng Lang, "It's good that you know!"

Obviously, in the female boss's mind, Cheng Lang has been equated with those "ignorant" college students.

Cheng Lang smiled. The price given by Cheng Lang was already slightly higher than the market price in this area. It is also a store near the university town. The rent of several small restaurants nearby is at most 180,000 yuan a year. Cheng Lang also gave such a high price because of the well-decorated milk tea shop.

But obviously, the price he gave still did not reach the psychological price of the female boss.

Cheng Lang didn't want to talk about market conditions with the female boss. 

From the descriptions of the two female classmates, Cheng Lang could probably infer that the owner of the milk tea shop was rich and willful. 

She could quit the company and go home to work on her own if she didn't agree with her boss. She didn't even do the most basic market research before doing business, and she didn't choose to join a franchise. She just spent so much money to open a milk tea shop that no one was interested in. 

If he talks to her about the market or the situation and says something like "I have already given a sufficient price"... it will only provoke her rebellious psychology.

"I'm an orphan!" Cheng Lang looked at the female boss with a sad and serious face. He began to sell his misery with ease, "I grew up without a father or a mother and grew up in an orphanage. Since I started elementary school, every penny I spent was earned by working part-time. I studied while working part-time. It was not easy to get into this school. But the annual tuition is still a problem."

"... I just want to do some business near the school. I want to be able to support myself and make a living... Another boy who is my partner had a car accident during the summer vacation this year. Both his parents were gone, leaving only one younger brother who is in a vegetative state and is still lying in the hospital. The medical expenses alone are nearly 200,000 yuan every month..."

Cheng Lang said, taking out his mobile phone. He took out Shen Huaiyu's photo from the album and showed it to the female boss.

"I know you, boss, have put a lot of effort into this milk tea shop. I also want to give you more money. I think based on the decoration of this shop and your dedication, this shop is worth a million even if it is sold. But I really don't have that much money..."

"Stop talking!" The female boss sniffed and choked, "Give me 150,000! I'll transfer the store to you."

Cheng Lang whistled in his heart: "But—"

"No, but!" The female boss shook her head with red eyes, "Let me tell you this. I don't mind spending a million or eight hundred thousand. This house is mine. I just can't get over this.”

The female boss just didn’t understand why she worked so hard, but no one could see her goodness. "Actually, many people came to ask me about the transfer before you. The highest bidder only offered me 180,000 yuan. He also said that all the stores nearby were priced at this price."

"Bah! How can I be the same as them? Their shabby stores, the walls are damp and moldy, the house is full of oil and grease stains, and the tables are sticky to the touch. How can they be compared with my store, which cost more than one million yuan to renovate?"

The female boss cried and thought about her sadness, “… What's wrong with me? Am I not pretty? Am I not educated enough? Is there no money in my family? I am still a local resident! Why would that stinky man rather cheat on a receptionist who graduated from a second-tier university than marry me?..."

Cheng Lang recalled the gossip that two female classmates told him about a milk tea shop owner who had a dispute with the company leader and quit the company in anger. It seems there is a hidden story behind this.

"There are too many idiots in the world who buy a casket for a pearl. They don't know how to appreciate your beauty. It's their loss. It's not worth your sadness for them." Cheng Lang took out a few tissues and handed them over, subconsciously comforting her.

The system made a "tsk" sound in Cheng Lang's mind. He knew that his partner's old problem had come back.

The female boss took the tissue and blew her nose vigorously. Finally, she slapped the table, "It's settled. For 150,000, I'll transfer the milk tea shop to you. But I have one request...."

The female boss looked at Cheng Lang and asked, "After you take over the milk tea shop, what kind of business do you want to do?"

"It's still a milk tea shop." Cheng Lang said.

"Then can you promise me something?" The female boss blushed, and now she was a little embarrassed, "You are so smart, I believe you can run this milk tea shop well. So I want to let those who don't know know that it's not my milk tea shop that has problems. It's their own poor taste!"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Lang had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, he heard the female boss continue to say, "Can I stay and work in the milk tea shop? Occasionally help make milk tea and so on. I want to find a destined person who has as good taste as me."

Cheng Lang: "..."

See Cheng Lang's hesitant expression made the female boss a little sad, "Is it really not possible?"

This is not a question of whether it is possible or not. Cheng Lang was mainly afraid of killing someone if he drank!

Seeing that Cheng Lang had made up his mind, the female boss sighed and looked around reluctantly, "That's it. The transfer fee is 150,000, and I will give you one month's rent. As for the remaining tea leaves and other fruit milk in my milk tea shop—"

"I'll give you 30,000 yuan, take it all." Cheng Lang just went to the kitchen to take a look. Check the quality of tea leaves and other raw materials. After a preliminary estimate, it was about 30,000 yuan. Cheng Lang doesn't lose money, and the female boss doesn't make any money either.

"That's okay." The female boss looked at Cheng Lang in surprise. She had originally planned to give the tea to Cheng Lang. Anyway, no one would drink this kind of tea even if she took it home, and no one would want it as a gift. But she didn't expect Cheng Lang to take the initiative to ask for the raw materials.

For an orphan college student, 30,000 yuan is not a small amount. Cheng Lang's previous performance also showed that he was slick and experienced in doing anything for the sake of profit. So the female boss was a little surprised. But after being surprised, the female boss felt relieved. After all, Cheng Lang did not take advantage of her beauty and soft heart to treat her as a fool who could be easily deceived and fooled. For this reason, the female boss was still very relieved.

At the end of the conversation, the female boss took the initiative to negotiate the rent for the next three years with Cheng Lang.

"The market price is 180,000. We will sign a four-year contract until you graduate from college." The female boss believes that with Cheng Lang's scheming and ability, after graduating from college, he will not be reduced to opening a milk tea shop to make a living.

"… If your milk tea shop makes money in the next four years, we will maintain the market price of 180,000 yuan per year. If your milk tea shop loses money, but you still want to continue. I can reduce the rent to 150,000 yuan per year. But this agreement is only for the two of us. If you want to transfer the house to someone else, I will not agree."

Of course. Cheng Lang would never do such a shameful thing. And—

"We'll sign a four-year rental contract. But the terms of the contract will be slightly changed." Cheng Lang is a man who always treats people with respect. He will not easily waste other people's kindness, "If my milk tea shop makes money in these four years, then the annual rent will be based on the market price."

Under the astonished gaze of the female boss, Cheng Lang said with a smile, "Boss, you are a kind-hearted person, and I can't let good people suffer. You have to believe that I really have no money now. But I will not be without money forever. Wait. I have made money, and I will not let down the people who helped me."

The female boss smiled, and she was really emotional this time, "I didn't expect that you are so young, but you are very beautiful at what you do."

After signing the contract, the two went through the transfer procedures. After finishing all this work, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. Cheng Lang hasn't had lunch yet.

Cheng Lang ordered a bowl of spicy hotpot at a small restaurant next to the milk tea shop. While eating, Cheng Lang called Shen Huaiyu. Ten minutes later, Shen Huaiyu walked into the small restaurant and said, "You really bought the store?"

"It's not me, it's us!" Cheng Lang corrected, "When I negotiated the contract with the landlord, I said that we would open the shop as partners.”

Shen Huaiyu laughed dumbly, “What does this have to do with me? I don’t know how to make milk tea, nor do I know how to run a milk tea shop."

"It doesn't matter," Cheng Lang said with a smile, “The landlord agreed to transfer the store to me at such a low price only after seeing your face. So you must have half the credit for the medal of honor."

Shen Huaiyu shook his head with a chuckle and asked curiously, "So you skipped class this afternoon?"

"That's not important," Cheng Lang said, "The question now is, you have to do me a favor."

Shen Huaiyu was a little curious, "How can I help you?"

Cheng Lang said with a smile. "You don't need to do anything too complicated. Just show your face."

Show your face?

Shen Huaiyu blinks. He didn't understand what Cheng Lang meant.

"Wait for me for a few minutes." Cheng Lang finished the remaining Malatang in a few mouthfuls and took Shen Huaiyu back to the milk tea shop nearby.

It's an autumn afternoon, and the sun is just right. Cheng Lang motioned for Shen Huaiyu to sit at the table by the window. He went behind the bar and made a cup of colorful fruit tea using ready-made fruits and rose petals. Then put it in a nice-shaped glass and bring it to Shen Huaiyu. He pulled out a book from the bookshelf and said, "Open it and take a look."

Shen Huaiyu obeyed and was confused.

Cheng Lang took a few steps back, took out his phone, and found the right angle. Focus the camera on Shen Huaiyu.

—Under the bright golden sunlight of autumn, a handsome man with handsome features and an elegant temperament sat in front of an exquisitely decorated French window, reading a book. The bright sunlight kissed his features and cast a halo around his body. His fingers were long, his nails were pink, and his fingertips were so white that they were gleaming. A cup of colorful fruit tea was placed next to him, which glowed even more beautifully under the refraction of the sunlight.

Cheng Lang took a few photos. After carefully examining them, he shook his head. He deliberately found a more hidden angle. He also shook the phone slightly while taking the photos.

A few minutes later, Cheng Lang looked at his phone with satisfaction. In the picture with a similar composition, a pair of slender white hands quietly held a book, and on the light green table, there was a cup of colorful fruit tea. The bright sunlight shone in from the French window, like a layer of gold sprinkled on the table. The small shadow formed between the book spine and the teacup was just right and gentle.

This is a photo that was obviously taken from a candid angle. Perhaps the owner of the phone was too excited when taking the photo, and the focus of the picture was wrong. The slightly blurred processing casts a layer of hazy mist on the already beautiful picture. It is so exquisite and beautiful that everyone who sees it subconsciously holds their breath.

Cheng Lang snapped his fingers with great satisfaction. Then, he registered two accounts on the campus forum and Weibo, carefully selected an aesthetic avatar that looked like something a girl would like to use and uploaded a few secretly taken photos without showing his face. In the tone of a girl who has a crush on her male idol, he published a delicate and aesthetic love story.