Chapter 457: The Man Driving
If Su Lian came here to sell buns, it would be convenient for students and she could also make some money, killing two birds with one stone.
In fact, just as Su Hanyan expected, for several days in a row, as soon as Su Lian set up the stall, she was surrounded by students who were leaving school, and the buns were bought out in an instant.
After a week, she had saved up seventy or eighty yuan.
Su Lian was extremely happy, but she did not forget Su Hanyan. If it were not for her, she would not have made any money. So, she always left some buns for her when she closed the stall.
She knew that Su Hanyan had everything she needed, but with her current abilities, these were all she could do.
Su Hanyan was very happy when she received the buns. These buns were not valuable, but it proved that Su Lian still cared about her, and this thought was the most important.
At least, she didn't help an ungrateful person.
This cousin is closer to her than her biological brother and sister. In this world, it is worth being happy to have a relative who is close to you.
One evening in the second week that Su Lian was selling buns at the cram school, the sky was filled with sunset glow. As she was busy giving change, a black sedan squeaked to a stop in front of her stall.
The car door opened and a man in his forties appeared.
"Give me a tray of buns." The man took out a five-yuan bill from his pocket and handed it over.
Su Lian packed twelve small buns into a paper bag and handed it to him: "One dollar and two cents. I'll give you three dollars and eight cents in change!"
The man waved his hand: "I don't want the money."
"That won't work." Since she couldn't make the change, she simply gave him an extra twenty cents and gave him four dollars in change. "Take this money. If it tastes good, come back more often."
The man was stunned for a moment, his eyes wandered around Su Lian's face twice, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Okay. Little girl, you are not very old, right? Are you sixteen years old?"
"I'm eighteen, an adult." Su Lian replied.
When she looked up, she saw that the man was staring at her and she couldn't help blushing. She turned around and did something else, not wanting to talk to this man anymore.
Because his eyes are so bright, his gaze makes people feel uneasy.
Seeing his dodgy gaze, the man smiled and directly picked up a bun and stuffed it into his mouth. The bun tasted really good. He had tried all kinds of delicacies in the past few years, but he didn't expect that a small bun would arouse his interest.
He was in no hurry to leave, so he sat back in the car, eating his buns while staring at the entrance of the cram school. In just a few minutes, many students poured in like a tide.
It seems that what Yan Yi said was absolutely right. Su Hanyan's cram school really has a lot of people. In comparison, not many people sign up for his school.
It shouldn't be like that.
His school environment is better than here, and the advertisements are published in newspapers. There must be quite a few people who know about it, but not many people sign up.
He was puzzled.
Su Lian had just finished a busy period and there were no students coming for the time being, so she sat on the stool next to her, unscrewed the cup, drank some water and took a break.
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The man got out of the car again, squatted beside her, and asked her about the matter: "How long have you been selling buns here? Are there many students in this school? Where do they come from?"
"Why are you asking these questions?" Su Lian rolled her eyes and looked at him with a pair of watery eyes like black grapes.
(End of this chapter)