Chapter 269 Our Mom is Here!
Xia Tian drove to the shop owner at USTC to remit money, and also paid the balance for the shop at Jiaotong University. Then he drove to the decoration company.
I found the same company as last time. After all, the business plans of HKUST and SJTU are basically the same as Changda.
Therefore, the decoration styles of branches are similar, but they also need a little innovation.
These were all new discoveries Xia Tian made after Changda Tea Language opened. Before that, he had never paid attention to these small details.
In addition, Xia Tian also went to the place where the equipment was purchased to discuss with the manufacturer whether the price of the equipment could be reduced.
Because as long as the two branches at HKUST and NCTU achieve the expected goals, it will be almost time for Bitcoin remittances.
By then, Xia Tian will use all the money to open branches in other schools in Bei’an, and the demand for equipment will be huge. If we buy the equipment at the current price, it will definitely not work.
The money that should be saved should be saved because it is enough to pay several employees a month's salary.
By then, there will be enough branches, and the monthly revenue from these milk tea shops will be enough to open another branch next month.
"But we can't just blindly open a branch in every university. Some universities are not very large, so it's totally unnecessary to open a branch."
Xia Tian narrowed his eyes and considered this.
However, he can then plan to open a branch between two small schools.
Although it is not in the school, it is still tea language.
However, this can only be opened when the Chayu brand has become well-known enough in Bei'an.
Otherwise, the effect may not be as expected.
Just when Xia Tian was discussing the price of the equipment with the manufacturer, his cell phone vibrated.
He hung up directly, saying it was not convenient to answer the call at this time.
But after hanging up, it rang again.
Xia Tian wanted to hang up again, but considering that it might be Xiao Ye who called him, if he missed it, it might cause irreversible consequences.
So Xia Tian said sorry to the manager who was negotiating cooperation, got up and walked outside, then took out his cell phone.
"Hmm? Mom?"
Xia Tian was a little surprised when he saw the caller ID, and answered the call in confusion.
"Hello, Mom?"
"You stupid kid, why don't you answer the phone on the weekend?"
Hearing Chen Meijuan's complaining tone, Xia Tian subconsciously shrank his neck:
"Mom, I'm busy discussing cooperation here..."
"Are you still busy on the weekend?"
Hearing that her son was busy with something, Chen Meijuan's tone slowed down a lot, and she also realized why he didn't answer the first call.
She was silent for two seconds, then continued, "I was at the gate of your school and was planning to come over to see you, but I didn't expect you weren't in school."
"What? You came to my school?"
"Well, I'm taking a break today. I said before that I would come to see you and Xiaoye, but I forgot to tell you before I came."
"this......"
Xia Tian suddenly felt embarrassed. He couldn't leave for the time being. Even if he left right now, it would take him half an hour to drive back.
He looked at the time and found that it was exactly four o'clock. Xiao Ye should be off work.
Xia Tian suddenly had an idea and said, "How about this, Mom? I'll send you Xiao Ye's phone number. She's at school. You can go find her directly and ask her to take you around our school first. I'll rush back now."
"This... it would be fine if you were here, but it's a bit inappropriate for me to go find Xiaoye alone, right?"
Chen Meijuan suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
Although she had previously said that she disliked Xia Tian and wanted to treat Ye Ningyu as her own daughter.
But when the time really came, she couldn't let go.
Because Ye Ningyu and his son were only classmates, if he went there so abruptly, it would not only scare the other person, but at least it would probably disgust him.
But Xia Tian heard this and immediately replied, "It's okay, just go find her directly, I'll send you her phone number."
"You little bastard, stop...dudududu."
Hearing the dead tone coming from the phone, Chen Meijuan shook her head helplessly.
......
Before Xia Tian sent Xiao Ye's phone number to his mother, he called her first.
"Hello? Xiao Ye, my mom is at the gate of our school now. I'm busy outside and can't get back for a while. If you get off work, take my mom around the school first. I will be there in an hour at most."
"Ah...Ah, Auntie is here?!"
"Well, I sent her your phone number. She should contact you later. I'm still busy here. I'll hang up first. I'll leave our mother to you!"
Seeing that Xia Tian had hung up, Ye Ningyu blinked her eyes and her pretty face suddenly turned red.
"We, our mother..."
Ye Ningyu's heart suddenly started beating faster and her ears turned red.
She pursed her lips, quickly trotted to the supermarket to buy a bottle of water, and then ran towards the school gate without wasting a second.
At this moment, a strange phone call came.
Xiao Ye was slightly stunned and answered the phone.
"Hello? Xiaoye, this is your Aunt Chen. Xia Tian gave me your phone number. Are you in school now?"
"Aunt!"
......
After finalizing the price of the next equipment purchase with the manufacturer, Xia Tian drove to Changda without stopping.
"Mom came to school without saying anything. Isn't this a fuss... Hey, I forgot to ask if Old Xia is here!"
Xia Tian raised his eyebrows and couldn't help feeling a headache.
After he hurriedly drove back to school, he immediately parked his car in front of the school gate and called Ye Ningyu.
But she didn't answer after I called her twice.
"Um?!"
Xia Tian was stunned and called his mother again. The call rang for a long time before it was connected.
"Mom, have you seen Xiao Ye?"
“Yes.”
Hearing this answer, Xia Tian breathed a sigh of relief, and then immediately asked: "Where are you now? I'm back to school, and I'm going to find you now."
“In your milk tea shop.”
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