After eating and drinking to their heart's content, Sister Xue ordered a bowl of yogurt for each of them, which had been strongly recommended by Sister Xue.
The freshly made yogurt was placed on the edge of the cafeteria cafeteria and served to them.
The small bowls were made of willow wood with primitive patterns, which were very distinctive.
The black wooden bowls made the yogurt look even whiter and more delicate. Raisins from XJ Turpan were sprinkled on the milk. The big and plump raisins were sprinkled with a thick layer of black sesame seeds, which made the yogurt look even more attractive.
When the yogurt was served, the waiter handed a small bowl of white sugar to Qin Guan. The yogurt was made by hand without sugar, so it had to be adjusted according to one's taste.
Qin Guan picked up the bowl and took a sip. The milk fragrance and the unique sour taste of fermentation formed a deep taste in his mouth. It was delicious and had an endless aftertaste. Qin Guan finished the bowl in a few mouthfuls.
He looked at the bottom of the bowl, which was stained by the sticky yogurt. Seeing his expression, Sister Xue knew that he was going to drink again. She stopped him hurriedly, "Don't lick the bowl! I'll order another bowl for you! "
Qin Guan took a look at the bowl with regret. Would I be able to lick more if I ordered another bowl? He raised the empty bowl and shouted at the waiter, "Another bowl, please!" “
Sister Xue stared at Qin Guan until the end of the meal. She didn't allow him to do anything shameful.
After taking Professor Li home, Sister Xue let out a long sigh of relief and drove Qin Guan back to school.
In the car, they talked about their future plans. "The second poster of the J shirt will be released in June. They were very satisfied with the last one, so we might get some unexpected income this time. You should come back a few days earlier during the summer vacation. There's a New Face Contest at the end of August. We can test the waters there. " “
"If you don't have any work to do before the vacation, you should go to Professor Li's place to study. Don't relax just because you're a serious model.
"As for part-timers, New Silk Road will definitely give you one or two jobs to test the waters. If you can take it, they'll know what level you're at. So you have to take it seriously and make a name for yourself. It's related to your future, understand?"
Qin Guan nodded at Sister Xue's words. When he heard the word "money", he nodded even more happily.
When he got out of the car, Sister Xue reminded him again, "Don't overeat! Pay attention to your figure! Don't embarrass me during the competition. Don't embarrass yourself in front of the entire nation. "
Qin Guan closed the door and gestured to Sister Xue to be at ease. Then he waved at her and entered the campus.
Somehow, he had become one of the models. Although he was only a C-level model, it was still a good start.
The matter had come to an end for Qin Guan. June, the most stressful month for him, had arrived.
On the first day of June, he put the memory sticks into his backpack and carried them to the entrance of Zhongguancun Building.
This time, he didn't go to the third floor directly. He was afraid that he would be discovered by the previous owner if he asked for the memory sticks.
Qin Guan didn't want to enter Zhongguancun Building either. He bypassed the building and went directly to the Pacific Digital Building.
Qin Guan entered the building. There were busy clerks everywhere. They were pushing computer cases and monitors on small carts.
Except for laptops and digital products on the first floor of the Pacific Digital Building, the rest of the stores were basically independent merchants. Their main business was to assemble and repair computers for companies and individuals.
Qin Guan took the elevator to the fourth floor. Out of the elevator, he inquired about the price of the memory sticks one by one.
"Sir, do you have a 128M memory stick?"
The young man looked Qin Guan up and down and asked, "What are you going to do with it? We don't have any new ones. If you want to add a memory stick to the machine, I have an old one. "
"Hey, let me tell you, this is the only old one I have. It's not as expensive as a new one. Just give me 120 yuan."
Qin Guan thought, Okay, I bought a new memory stick. It only costs 79 yuan, but you want 120 yuan for an old one? Do you think I'm a fool?
The owner seemed to notice Qin Guan's doubt. He sighed and said, "Do you think I want to sell the old one? Why do you think I'm selling it at such a high price? "
"I'm not cheating you. If you don't believe me, you can go around the market and ask in every store. The price is the same."
Qin Guan took the opportunity to ask, "If you have a new one, how much will it cost?"
The owner answered casually, "There's a price, but there's no supply. Today's standard market price is 246 yuan for a 128M memory stick. The problem is that I can't get the goods. I don't know what those dealers are thinking. The price is so high, but they are still holding on to it. "
Qin Guan asked tentatively, "Is there a shortage in the market now?"
The owner answered excitedly, "Yes, because there are no memory sticks. I can only sell other parts this morning. If I meet a machine assembler, I won't be able to work at all. I'll lose a lot of business!"
Qin Guan was happy to hear that. He said to the owner, "I bought some memory sticks for my friend a couple of days ago. He runs an Internet cafe. There are still some left. Do you want them?"
As soon as the boss heard this, he stood up from behind the counter and asked anxiously, "Let me see, new or old? How many do you have? "
Qin Guan took off his backpack and pretended to take something out of it. He took out five memory sticks and handed them to the owner.
The owner took the goods and checked them carefully. Through the transparent plastic packaging, he could clearly see the memory sticks inside.
There were no scratches or signs of opening the packaging. The labels were clear. They were new. The owner confirmed it immediately.
"Are you selling these memory sticks? I'll take them all according to today's market price. "The owner held the memory sticks in his hand, not intending to let them go.
Qin Guan smiled and answered, "I'll sell them."
The owner didn't beat around the bush. He took out a calculator from behind the counter and tapped on it a few times. Then he pushed the calculator to Qin Guan and said, "This is the number, right?"
Qin Guan took the calculator and answered with an enigmatic smile, "Deal."
The owner was happy to hear that. He immediately counted the money and handed it to Qin Guan. With these memory sticks, he would be able to do business that day.
In a situation where the market is out of stock, only my family has the stock. Doesn't that mean that at least 5 retail customers will be ruthlessly slaughtered by me?
The poor owner didn't know that there were still 95 memory sticks in Qin Guan's backpack. He also didn't know that Qin Guan had left his booth and continued selling at another counter.
If the owner had known Qin Guan's plan, he would have shouted, "I'll sell them all! I'll take 100 memory sticks! "
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