Shen Yue and the others had by this ti also noticed the tricycle behind Ma Lu.
The current president of the Classical Literature Society poked Ma Lu, "Yours?"
"Mm-hmm."
"Has the job market really beco this tough?" Shen Yue was astonished.
"It's okay, I guess. Not as good as the last few years, but should be better than the next few years," Ma Lu comforted.
"Damn, then I'm screwed when I graduate," Shen Yue said with a look of despair, "my college GPA is even lower than yours."
"Don't worry, by the ti you graduate, my shop should be up and running. If you really can't find a job, you can co and wash dishes for ."
"Ha, quite confident, Senior! Planning on opening a shop just after starting a stall for one day, tsk tsk tsk, even nad it The Universe's Number One Snack Stall. Right, who's this uncle?" Shen Yue turned her gaze to Old Wang.
"My roommate and business partner, a very skilled chef but a bit of a loner, doesn't like to talk much."
"I knew you couldn't cook, Senior, so how did you suddenly start a snack stand? Turns out you've got a serious backer. Then I must really try this out."
"We want so too!" Hearing this, the others also echoed in agreent, taking out their phones.
"Eighteen per serving."
"Pfft—" Shen Yue's wrist shook, almost dropping her phone, "are you here to run a stall or to rob us, what could be so expensive?"
"Seems like it's deep-fried at patties." On the other side, Old Wang's oil was almost hot enough, and soone saw him putting the at patties into it.
Shen Yue also crowded around, "This portion... is a bit outrageous, Senior. Taking advantage isn't quite done this way. Although we did eat quite a few nice als with the funds you brought in at the start, it's not like you can co back to charge us again."
"Rest assured, it's absolutely worth the price. Besides, if you don't eat this ti, you won't know when you'll get another chance," Ma Lu pointed to the sign that read "served in limited quantities."
Shen Yue wasn't convinced, "Seriously, if it sells well, you'd still stop selling it, Senior?"
"Because our goal is to open a shop, we have to try out a variety of dishes. Plus, we use quality ingredients that aren't so easy to co by."
"Fine, fine, fine, I'll eat, okay?" Shen Yue quickly made the paynt by scanning the code, and imdiately her face broke into a sly grin, "Hehehe, then, Senior, I'll have the honor of being your first."
Ma Lu couldn't be bothered with her, while the others, seeing the president leading the charge, didn't want to be left behind and began to fork out money.
The Universe's Number One Snack Stall sold seven orders in less than three minutes upon opening.
Once the at patties were cooked, the mbers of the Classical Literature Society gathered around again. Shen Yue weighed the portion in her hand and muttered.
"This is barely over two ounces, right? And who knows if the at even makes up half of that. A real rip-off. I might as well sever ties with Senior after this al."
"What did you say?" Ma Lu's voice floated over from behind.
"Nothing, just saying it looks pretty delicious, I'm going to start eating." After speaking, Shen Yue took a bite and imdiately let out a sound of amazent, "Wow!"
"Is it poisoned?" one of the mbers joked.
"Poison my ass. At most, Senior is only after our money. It doesn't make sense for him to endanger our lives," another person retorted while taking a bite. In the next second, he let out the sa sound of astonishnt.
"Wow, what is this miraculous delight? Hurry up, everybody, try it!"
There was no need for them to be told twice: the others had already started eating, seeing Shen Yue bury her head in her feast, as if she hadn't had a al in days.
The next mont, exclamations erupted one after another.
"It's really delicious, no wonder the president was enjoying it so much!"
"This is the tastiest at pie I've ever had! Why didn't senior start his stall earlier?!"
"Damn, one is definitely not enough; I need to eat another one!"
"Calm down, didn't you just take your girlfriend to Universal Studio this week and spend all your money? Be careful, or you won't even have instant noodles to eat."
While everyone was still agonizing over the steep prices, Shen Yue had already finished her at pie and, with a spring in her step, rushed back to the tricycle, exclaiming, "Senior, I want another one!"
"Hmm, you're not planning to cut ties with anymore?"
"Who said that? I can cut ties with anyone but I can't cut ties with you, senior. Plus, after I graduate, I still have to go wash dishes in your shop." Shen Yue said with a flattering smile.
Ma Lu rembered that he had entrusted the future of the Classical Literature Society to this person precisely because he valued her ability to be flexible and resourceful, especially when it ca to securing sponsorships for external relations.
But he hadn't expected that once she beca the president, her shalessness could be taken to a whole new level.
However, with that being said, so things had beco much simpler.
With just a look, Shen Yue imdiately understood and whispered, "524, the Classical Literature Society now has 524 mbers. I could hold a poetry contest with the the of at pies, and then we could use the funds to buy a fried at pie for each person. I don't want a share of the profits; just send ten, no, twenty fried at pies once it's a success."
"........."
Ma Lu was speechless, "What are you thinking? I only asked you to help promote within the Classical Literature Society; I didn't ask you to abuse your power for personal gain. And twenty fried at pies won't kill you."
"I could split it over ten tis, eating two a day." Shen Yue was persistent.
"Forget it."
"No, no, no, I'll promote for you, for free. Not just the Classical Literature Society but also our class. I can find acquaintances in other classes too... If you need it, I can even pull up a banner for you on the campus. Please, out of consideration for my loyalty, spare a few more fried at pies."
Ma Lu held up three fingers, "Thirty people. If you can bring thirty custors within half an hour, I'll give you one more."
Upon hearing this, Shen Yue wasted no ti and started making phone calls, "Hey, Lu Lu, I've found an amazing snack stand that's so delicious it's flying off the charts; just give a movie ticket and I'll tell you where it is..."
"Xiao Jiu, don't you love fried chicken? There's a at pie now that's ten tis better than KFC. You help mark attendance in tomorrow's water pollution class and I'll tell you where you can get it... What, you're saying it's outside the West Gate? Damn, how did you know, did Xu Dawei post it in the group?"
After hanging up, Shen Yue hurriedly checked the Classical Literature Society's WeChat group. Sure enough, soone had already beaten her to the punch, and now there was eager discussion about the forr president's fried at pies.
Shen Yue could only grit her teeth and try to recruit people from outside the society.
......
Soon enough, the Universe Snack Stand was surrounded by students who had heard the news, making Squid Brother and his fellow villagers green with envy.
Who says that going to university is useless these days? Look, being an alumnus certainly cos with benefits when setting up a stall.
Seeing how Ma Lu and Old Wang's stall had sold out as soon as they opened, Squid Brother and the others could only sour grape it in their minds, consoling themselves by thinking everyone was just showing face for the old president and supporting the opening.
The exaggerated expressions and gestures of Shen Yue and her group after eating the fried at pies were clearly an act, as fake as it could get.
Today's youth, always up to no good, have learned to flatter even before leaving school.
But the food and beverage industry is different from others—if it's not delicious, it's just not delicious. Once this hype dies down, with such high prices, surely they won't be able to sell anymore.
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