Strangely enough, Mixue Ice Cream & Tea is considered quite good within Shanghai.
Especially the freshly brewed milk tea, which completely outclassed everything else at the time.
If you had to point out the only downside, it would be that Mixue Ice Cream and Wallace are too cheap.
In Shanghai at this time of year, a freshly made milk tea costs five yuan. Mixue Ice Cream is significantly cheaper, and lemonade and other drinks are so cheap that not many people buy them in such a high-end shopping mall.
The main reason is probably that Mixue Ice Cream and Wallace have put on the label of being a domestic brand, which in this era is synonymous with cheap and counterfeit.
Duan Yusheng and Wang Deming clearly knew about these things.
Given their wealth level, even when they buy things, they rarely buy domestic products; they mostly buy imported ones.
Not to mention that Wang Deming comes from Taiwan, and he understands the needs of the international and domestic markets better than most people today.
The two helped Lam Yat-fung open this shop not to make money, but mainly to mediate.
But ever since the Suzhou embroidery shop became a hit, the two of them have become even more curious about how Lin Yifeng can turn his situation around in Shanghai and whether he can revive Mixue Ice Cream and Wallace.
Lin Yifeng still has no clue about this matter.
When they went out for dinner that evening, Lin Cuilan and Guo Fengsheng asked Lin Yifeng when he would return to Muye.
"We'll buy plane tickets the day after tomorrow and go straight back."
"There are people watching over here, so there's no need to worry for now."
"If all else fails, Lao Guo, you can stay and keep an eye on things for a while longer."
Lin Yifeng ate the hot noodles in front of him and whispered instructions to the two of them.
Guo Fengsheng and Lin Cuilan exchanged a glance.
They were still quite worried about the business in Muye City, since Guo Fengsheng was mainly in charge of Mixue Ice Cream's business, and Lin Cuilan, now the factory manager, was also in charge of the milk tea factory's business.
Having been away from Muye for so long, the two couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Okay, Brother Feng, I'll stay and keep watch for a while."
Guo Fengsheng nodded, and began to consider where he could book a hotel more cost-effectively in the next few days.
After dinner, the three left the noodle shop to return to their hotel to rest.
As I passed by an elementary school, I happened to catch the students leaving school. A group of children were buying sugar paintings and candied hawthorns at the school gate, jumping and skipping happily.
Lin Cuilan looked at the group of children and smiled kindly.
Guo Fengsheng looked at the children in Shanghai and jokingly teased them as well.
"School days were so good."
"Brother Feng, I remember that guy in the dorm next door, he's really good at eating candied hawthorns, right?"
Lin Yifeng was slightly taken aback, recalling that when they were in school, there was a guy in the next dormitory who ate candied hawthorns every day.
At that time, many people advised him to eat less candied hawthorn, otherwise it would be hard to say what would happen if his teeth were damaged later.
Then one day, my friend came to their dorm to borrow money, his cheek swollen.
The first thing I said when I saw Lam Yat-fung was...
"Brother Feng, lend me some money, I need to get a tooth pulled."
Thinking about it now, Lin Yifeng finds it somewhat amusing.
Just as the three were about to walk back to their dormitory from the edge of the school, Lin Yifeng's attention was drawn to the sight of several children jumping around with candied hawthorns in their hands.
Lin Yifeng stopped and stared blankly at the backs of the children.
Guo Fengsheng and Lin Cuilan realized what was happening and returned to Lin Yifeng's side.
"What's wrong, Brother Feng?"
"What's wrong, boss?"
The two looked puzzled, somewhat confused as to why Lin Yifeng had stopped.
"Wait a moment."
"I'm thinking about something."
Lin Yifeng frowned slightly, his expression becoming somewhat complicated.
There was no other reason; the main reason was that the group of children were humming a wordless tune as they walked.
"La la la, la la la, la la la la..."
Guo Fengsheng and Lin Cuilan looked at the children humming in the distance, becoming even more puzzled.
At that moment, Lin Yifeng suddenly felt a flash of inspiration.
"Oh right! How could I forget!"
These words left Guo Fengsheng and Lin Cuilan completely dumbfounded.
Lin Yifeng watched the group of children leaving, a faint smile on his face.
"I almost forgot about this."
Lin Yifeng hailed a taxi and drove Guo Fengsheng and Lin Cuilan straight to the Pacific Shopping Mall.
Upon arriving at their destination, Lin Yifeng went to Wang Deming and Duan Yusheng's office.
The two people inside were still drinking tea and discussing what gift to give Lin Yifeng when he left.
Lin Yifeng had already appeared in front of the two of them.
Without giving them a chance to exchange pleasantries, Lin Yifeng immediately asked.
"Brother Duan, Brother Wang, do you know any singers who make music?"
Wang Deming and Duan Yusheng were both completely baffled.
Not only were the two of them dumbfounded, but even Guo Fengsheng and Lin Cuilan behind Lin Yifeng were staring at each other in disbelief.
Lin Yifeng didn't explain the reason to them at all along the way.
When they arrived at the office, they learned that Lin Yifeng was actually looking for someone to compose a song.
Wang Deming frowned slightly.
"I don't know him, but I can ask around for you."
Duan Yusheng asked with some curiosity.
"Brother Lin, what do you need a musician for?"
"Don't tell me you want to get into the entertainment industry too?"
Lin Yifeng smiled and responded to Duan Yusheng's teasing.
"Brother Duan, aren't you making fun of me? I'm tone-deaf, and you want to enter the entertainment industry?"
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