037: I mean love! Where did that feeling come from?
The next day, Li Jianghe went to the logistics office.
He wanted to say that Zhang Junyi transferred the store to him.
But the logistics director refused him with a cigarette in his mouth.
"This matter depends on the school's wishes." Logistics Director Zhang exhaled a puff of smoke and said slowly: "You can't just take it over if you say you want to take it over."
Li Jianghe was disappointed.
But in the afternoon he went to buy Baoru Zhonghua and knocked on the door again.
Director Zhang glanced at Ruanzhonghua, held it in his hand, but said with a smile: "This matter is not mine. Now everything is about bidding, and there are others who want this land. You should go back and wait for news.
"
Now Li Jianghe understood that Director Zhang, who was in the logistics department, was interested in this profitable deal.
Li Jianghe looked at Director Zhang and found that he had no intention of returning the cigarette, so he had no choice but to laugh and leave.
There is no need to rush this matter. Anyway, Zhang Junyi will officially transfer this store out in two weeks.
Li Jianghe shook his head, he really has a lot on his plate now.
The play has to be rehearsed, the sports department has to be busy, the paper has to be written, and it’s almost time to visit the coffee shop again.
The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. Li Jianghe had no choice but to comfort himself in this way.
When going to class, Li Jianghe met Jin Borong in the corridor.
Jin Borong was very enthusiastic, "How is it? Jiang He, the procedures have been completed."
"It's a bit troublesome," Li Jianghe said vaguely, "The kid is difficult to deal with."
"Oh, isn't this a trivial matter to you?" Jin Borong raised an eyebrow at him and went to class.
Li Jianghe couldn't understand why Jin Borong had so much confidence in him.
This class was taught by the famous roll call madman Teacher Liu, but Li Jianghe still hurried upstairs with his book.
This is an ideological and political class.
It can be said that whoever can explain this lesson thoroughly and make students listen with interest is simply a teaching genius.
Teacher Liu is clearly far from being a genius.
This has nothing to do with academic level. In fact, Mr. Liu, the name-calling madman, graduated from Pingjing University and later went to study abroad, specializing in international relations. From his stubborn and flying hairline, you can tell that he is definitely smart.
extremely.
When Teacher Liu first joined the teaching staff, he also had great ambitions.
But unfortunately, Teacher Liu is good at publishing papers, but his level of teaching is really limited.
After several years of foaming at the podium and empty seats at the podium, Teacher Liu decided to use roll call to maintain his final dignity.
Click once in class, once in the middle of class, and again before get out of class.
Now no one dares to escape.
Sitting in the ideological and political classroom, Li Jianghe was thinking about the cafe.
A month has passed, and the cafe's performance is better than Li Jianghe expected.
The first month's net profit, after deducting Qiao Jianguo's salary and the cost of various raw materials, reached 1,500 yuan.
After all, it was 1,500 yuan in 2001, and there was no rent to pay.
But after having a five-digit deposit, the 1,500 did not bring him much surprise.
But now that the cafe has started to get on the right track, dine-in services such as membership systems and desserts must be improved.
But how to perfect it?
Li Jianghe grabbed his hair, feeling a little troubled.
"Li Jianghe", Teacher Liu on the stage accurately located Li Jianghe who was distracted.
"Ah?" Li Jianghe stood up subconsciously and looked confused.
"The question comes to the dialectical relationship between matter and consciousness," Wang Yunli leaned on the table and reminded in a low voice.
"Classmate Li Jianghe, please answer the question about the dialectical relationship between matter and consciousness." Teacher Liu looked unkind, and it seemed that if he couldn't answer, he would get deducted points.
"Ah", Li Jianghe recalled the high school politics textbook, "material determines consciousness."
"Consciousness has a counterproductive effect on matter," Wang Yunli reminded in a low voice.
This is basically the norm.
"Consciousness has a counterproductive effect on matter," Li Jianghe immediately followed, "the unity of subjective initiative and objective laws."
"Well, very good." Teacher Liu motioned for him to sit down. "Answering the questions will take extra time. I hope the students will be more active and don't wait for me to call your name before getting up."
"Third brother, where is Sichun?" Liu Junhua, who was sitting on the left side of Wang Yunli, winked at Li Jianghe.
"I still have Chun Kesi, aren't you even worse off?" Li Jianghe laughed at him with a grin.
"Damn, I'm speechless." Liu Junhua was defeated and took out the "Blue Blood Sword" hidden in the hole in the table to continue reading.
.......
There is a rehearsal tonight.
When Li Jianghe arrived at the classroom, Tong Shuyao was already rehearsing alone inside.
It wasn't that Li Jianghe was late, but that Tong Shuyao left too early.
"I mean "love"! Where does that feeling come from? From the heart, liver, spleen, blood vessels, which internal organs? Maybe that day the moon was close to the earth, the sun was shining directly on the Tropic of Cancer, and the monsoon was bringing it to the ocean.
The moisture lubricates your skin, and the low air pressure created by Mongolia makes your heart beat faster."
Tong Shuyao saw Li Jianghe at this time, but she did not stop her lines.
"Or maybe it's just the desire from your heart, the commotion caused by the menstrual cycle, the light bulb he just changed in his room, the scent of the orange he just ate on his fingers, the sting on your face that he forgot to shave
...The tingling feeling on the nerve endings caused by all this is what we call love..."
"Is this line a reflection of you now?" Tong Shuyao was silent for a while and then said to Li Jianghe.
"A little bit." Li Jianghe sat on the table, "You know everything?"
"Of course, a pig took the tenderest cabbage. This is a hot spot on campus recently." Tong Shuyao didn't say that she was at the scene the day Li Jianghe confessed his love.
"This is a bit too exaggerated." Li Jianghe was now familiar with Tong Shuyao and was able to joke, "I am the best among pigs after all."
"Ugh", Tong Shuyao pinched her neck.
"By the way," Li Jianghe thought of the cafe, "Do you know which dessert is better?"
Tong Shuyao seemed like someone who liked to wander around, and Li Jianghe happened to ask about the dessert shop.
Li Jianghe felt that the restaurant that the cafe originally booked was a bit unsatisfactory and did not fit in with the boutique route that the cafe wanted to take.
"Dessert shop?" Tong Shuyao raised her eyebrows, "A date?"
"Absolutely", Li Jianghe replied casually.
"You're quite good at it," Tong Shuyao said in surprise, "I told you that you were a veteran, but you still didn't admit it."
"Is there anyone purer than me?" Li Jianghe continued to joke, "Don't say you don't know."
Chapter completed!