Cannon Fodder Substitute Alliance 

Chapter 9

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Editor: Sai Hiroto

Anyway, this was the first time that White Jade Capital had advised its employees to stop taking advantage of customers. Han Mingchen was obviously not very experienced in his business. Especially when Cheng Lang was so understanding and fully cooperative. Han Mingchen always felt that his employees had suffered losses and was thinking about whether he should make up for it in other ways.

"Let me put it this way." Han Mingchen pondered for a moment, "If you have any difficulties at work, you can raise them. The company will see if it can help solve them."

Cheng Lang heard this without hesitation. He immediately climbed up the pole and said, "No, not at work, but in personal matters..."

Cheng Lang looked at Han Mingchen and said, "If it's convenient, can I discuss something with the purchasing department of our bar?"

Han Mingchen raised his eyebrows. He didn't understand what Cheng Lang could discuss with the purchasing department.

"It's like this." Cheng Lang explained shamelessly, "I opened a milk tea shop opposite the school. Brother Chen also knows that the market is not good now and that the milk tea shop business is not doing well. If I don't have some tricks to show off, how can I attract those students to consume in my store? Is the milk tea bag that costs one dollar not delicious?"

"That's what I think. White Jade Capital is the city's most famous den. With the consumption level, most students do not have the conditions to enter. But yearning for a higher level of life and higher quality consumption is what everyone is pursuing. So can I find a way to allow students to enter White Jade Capital even if they don't? They can also feel the atmosphere of White Jade Capital. For White Jade Capital, it is also a way to cultivate potential customers." 

Cheng Lang hinted to Han Mingchen tactfully as he spoke, "So I was wondering if I could talk to the purchasing department. Let’s discuss with the purchasing department if they can bring me some supplies when they purchase the drinks.”

Han Mingchen suddenly realized, “You want to sell White Jade Capital’s drinks in your milk tea shop” under the banner of White Jade Capital.

Cheng Lang explained, "Don't worry, I will not disgrace White Jade Capital's style. My milk tea shop also needs to follow the trend of craftsmanship."

What kind of craftsmanship can a milk tea shop follow? Han Mingchen chuckled, not paying much attention to Cheng Lang's words, "Actually, the drinks provided by White Jade Capital are also common sources in five-star hotels and some high-end consumer places. There is nothing unique about it. If you go outside to buy goods, the dealer won't reject your order."

"The prices are different," Cheng Lang said very bluntly.

White Jade Capital's purchasing channels are basically directly connected with manufacturers or general agents. The discounts are huge. With Cheng Lang's current strength, let alone whether those manufacturers look down on the purchase volume of a milk tea shop.

Even if they are willing to supply Cheng Lang, the ones who connect with Cheng Lang are at best the lowest distributors. He dares not say about discounts, and he is afraid I can't even guarantee whether the supply is stable. After all, when everyone goes out to do business, they must give priority to the orders of big customers.

But if Cheng Lang wants to run his own milk tea shop well, he must ensure that there is no problem with his supply.

Han Mingchen listened quietly to Cheng Lang's analysis, nodded, and affirmed, "What you said makes sense. But why should I agree with you?"

In the final analysis, this matter is not good for White Jade Capital. On the contrary, the existence of the milk tea shop has likely lowered White Jade Capital's style. Therefore, there was no need for Han Mingchen to agree to Cheng Lang's request.

Cheng Lang sighed and looked at Han Mingchen longingly, "Actually, before tonight, I have always dreamed of using the platform of White Jade Capital and my identity as the pillar of White Jade Capital to achieve the first small goal in my life—first, earn 100 million."

Han Mingchen: "..."

"Pfft!" The security manager sitting next to him couldn't help but laugh.

Han Mingchen was also dumbfounded: "Forget it."

Han Mingchen waved his hands and didn't bother to argue with Cheng Lang, "You go find the purchasing manager yourself. If you can convince him, you can communicate in private."

The implication is that even if Cheng Lang is really capable of convincing the purchasing manager to help him purchase goods, he cannot sell alcoholic beverages outside under the banner of White Jade Capital.

Cheng Lang was overjoyed, "I knew that you are a good person, Brother Chen. Thank you for your care and support. I will definitely love my job and fulfill my responsibilities in the future. I will work hard to contribute to the development of White Jade Capital—"

"Okay! Okay!" Han Mingchen interrupted Cheng Lang with a headache, "If you have nothing to do, just go down first."

"Hey!" Cheng Lang responded in a crisp voice and left the office with a brisk pace and a happy face.

With just such a person gone, Han Mingchen felt that the noisy office immediately became quiet. The security manager glanced at the closed office door and said with a smile, "This guy is interesting."

Hearing this, Han Mingchen somehow subconsciously recalled Cheng Lang's words, "Very good, this man has caught my attention". Han Mingchen shuddered involuntarily and felt chills.

The security manager looked at Han Mingchen, who suddenly had a dark face, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?

"It's okay!" With a livid face, Han Mingchen opened the drawer under his desk, grabbed a handful of wolfberries, and put it in the cup. He just wants to nourish his stomach.

When he came out of the office, it was almost midnight. Cheng Lang changed his clothes and got ready to get off work. When he turned around to look for someone, he discovered that Shen Huaiyu was missing.

"He!" The waiter in the same group sneered and said with a tone that was not envious or jealous, "He was called away by General Manager Lu."

Lu Chengxuan?

Cheng Lang frowned. Then he heard the waiter continue to say in a gloomy tone, "You seem to care about Shen Huaiyu. Don't you like him?"

Cheng Lang glanced at the other party and said with a smile, "Of course I like him. After all, who wouldn't like to be friends with Shen Huaiyu, who is handsome, well-educated, simple, and kind?"

He doesn't know what Cheng Lang's words touched the waiter's lungs. The waiter's face changed, and he glared at Cheng Lang, "You——"

"That's enough!" The foreman appeared in time, "Go home quickly after getting off work. You are so reluctant to leave; do you want to stay and work overtime?"

After that, the foreman patted Cheng Lang's shoulder again, sighing and hesitant to say, "Don't think too much. Go back and go to bed early."

Cheng Lang looked at the foreman and always felt that this big brother seemed to have misunderstood something.

After coming out of White Jade Capital, Cheng Lang walked to the side of the road and took a taxi. While waiting for the taxi, he bought two baked sweet potatoes. He ate one on the taxi and gave the remaining one to the dormitory auntie, who had left the door open for him.

"Wait a minute." The dormitory auntie put the hot baked sweet potato on the table, took out an insulated lunch box from under the table, and handed it to Cheng Lang, "I made dumplings at home. I made too many. I brought you a lunch box."

Cheng Lang was slightly startled.

The dormitory auntie stuffed the insulated lunch box into Cheng Lang's hand, "What are you doing? Go upstairs quickly. Remember to bring the lunch box down to me tomorrow."

Cheng Lang curled his lips and said warmly, "Thank you, aunt."

Cheng Lang returned to the dormitory, and the room was pitch black. It was long past the lights-out time. Cheng Lang turned on the flashlight on his phone, sat in front of his desk, and ate dumplings silently.

The dumplings were filled with celery, cabbage, pork, and some green peppers, which tasted particularly fresh. Cheng Lang had only taken two bites when the other two roommates woke up by the smell. While sniffing, they asked, "What smells so good?"

"Dumplings." Cheng Lang looked up and asked, "Are you eating?"

The two roommates nodded like chickens pecking at rice. Cheng Lang rummaged through the drawers, found his roommates' chopsticks, and fed each of them two.

After eating and washing up in the dark, Cheng Lang climbed into bed and went to sleep. When he woke up the next morning, Shen Huaiyu was already back.

"I brought you breakfast." Shen Huaiyu said, "Tea eggs, millet porridge, and free pickles from the canteen."

"Damn it! Shen Huaiyu, you have made it!" One of the roommates' eyes lit up, and his eyes were almost glued to the breakfast, "You actually thought of bringing breakfast for everyone. It's worth it for me to help you deal with the dormitory inspection every day."

Shen Huaiyu curled his lips, "I also want to thank everyone because of this."

"We are all in the same dormitory. Why are you so polite?" Another roommate was also a little flattered. Mainly because Shen Huaiyu has rarely communicated with them since the beginning of the school year. He always keeps a gloomy face and walks alone. He doesn't like to talk and doesn't smile. So many classmates secretly complain that Shen Huaiyu is arrogant and looks down on them. In addition, many female classmates are very fond of Shen Huaiyu's tricks, which makes everyone even more uncomfortable.

But he didn't expect that the sun would come out in the west today. Shen Huaiyu brought breakfast for them.

After all, he is a top-notch, handsome boy who is the school's male god. Shen Huaiyu is willing to take the initiative to show his kindness, and others will not hold on to trivial matters. The roommate jumped out of bed eagerly, peeled off a tea egg without even brushing his teeth, and stuffed the whole one into his mouth. He sighed vaguely, "It smells so good. Sure enough, hot tea eggs taste better than cold ones."

Then he said, "Let's discuss something. You get up so early every day. If you have time, can you bring us meals from time to time?"

Shen Huaiyu nodded, "Okay."

The roommate said it casually, but when he heard Shen Huaiyu agree so simply, everyone was stunned.

Cheng Lang took out his cell phone and asked in front of everyone, "How much? I'll transfer it to you."

Shen Huaiyu was stunned and immediately said, "No need. It's just a breakfast, I'm treating everyone."

"Everyone knows what's going on at home." Cheng Lang said, "You're a good person if you can help bring food. We still need to settle the money. Otherwise, I'll be embarrassed to ask you to bring me food in the future."

Hearing Cheng Lang's words, the other two roommates reacted immediately. While looking for a mobile phone to transfer money to Shen Huaiyu, they said, "Cheng Lang is right. Money is money, and bringing food is bringing food. These are two different things. Brothers should settle accounts. Besides, your family situation is not good, and your brother is in the hospital. Don't be polite to us."

Shen Huaiyu was a little at a loss, "But I want to treat you to breakfast today."

"Then... you can treat me to this. If you bring us food again in the future, will you pay me?" The roommate was talking to Shen Huaiyu, but he kept looking at Cheng Lang.

Cheng Lang smiled and said, "That's okay. Then thank you for today's breakfast."

Shen Huaiyu smiled and said, "You're welcome."

After breakfast, everyone went to class. Shen Huaiyu deliberately delayed for a while and let his two roommates leave first.

Cheng Lang had long noticed that something was wrong with Shen Huaiyu's mood and asked, "What's wrong? Do you have anything you want to say to me?"

"I didn't go back to school last night..." Shen Huaiyu hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Cheng Lang looked at Shen Huaiyu and continued, "I know. I heard from my colleagues that you were called away by General Manager Lu."

Shen Huaiyu lowered his head and said, "He found me last night and told me... he bought our house from my uncle."