Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 142 I Want a Strawberry Milkshake 1

Song Xianyin silently recited the ingredient list while making milk tea.

She has been working part-time at Mixue Ice Cream for half a month now, and she never expected that working part-time at a milk tea shop could be this tiring.

The manager was inspecting the store with a frown on his face. Song Xianyin and the others privately called him Zhou Bapi (a notorious skinflint).

Because he couldn't stand seeing his employees idle, even if there was no one else in the store, the employees still had to work.

It's summer vacation now, and there are a lot of customers. Song Xianyin feels that her hands are so tired that she can't even feel them anymore.

She was the strongest, and she was always the one responsible for smashing the lemons. She broke several of the cups that held the lemons.

But the manager was satisfied because it showed that she was working hard.

Compared to other milk tea shops in the area, their store was pitifully small, and the store was full of customers and delivery drivers.

Song Xianyin felt a gaze fixed on her. She followed the gaze and saw a person dressed in all black, wearing a black mask and sunglasses, standing under a tree.

"Who is that person?" The manager asked Song Xianyin quietly, his face showing some concern.

Song Xianyin shook her head: "I don't know him."

The manager's expression darkened further. He nudged Song Xianyin and said, "Go and kick him out. No customers dare to come in anymore."

He's starting to suspect that the man at the door was sent by Cha Bai Dao, because their store has much better foot traffic than the nearest Cha Bai Dao store.

Song Xianyin didn't go; she wouldn't risk her two thousand yuan salary.

She'd seen him standing outside for days, but he'd never come in.

Just as Song Xianyin was diligently pounding lemons, a scream suddenly came from inside the store.

"You said you'd treat me to a drink, but you went back on your word!" The girl was furious and yelled.

"You poor wretch, Michelle needs someone else to treat you. If you're so poor, why don't you just jump into the river?" The boy pointed at the girl exaggeratedly, his laughter growing louder and louder.

The boy stood at the ordering area, laughing so hard he couldn't stand up straight. He looked at Song Xianyin and said, "Beautiful lady, do you think she's a penniless wretch, hahaha?"

The girl was so angry that her face turned red. She picked up a stool and smashed it over the boy's head, causing bright red blood to spurt from his forehead.

The boy was stunned. He touched his forehead and looked away from the blood on his hands.

"Do you want to die?!" the boy screamed.

The girl looked at him somewhat guiltily: "I didn't expect you to actually not dodge."

The shop was extremely quiet. Just a moment ago, the shop was incredibly crowded, but now, with the two of them at the center, there was a large empty circle.

The other guests were so frightened that they quickly shrank into a corner, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

The boy remained silent with a dark expression. Just as the girl was about to comfort him, the boy grabbed a nearby stool and smashed it over the girl's head.

Song Xianyin watched silently as the blood gushed from the girl's head.

The boy pointed at the girl's forehead and burst out laughing: "Wow, wow, you're so beautiful!"

Then the two started rolling around on the ground, with the girl punching the boy's face hard and the boy grabbing the girl's hair tightly, his expression so ferocious that it looked like he wanted to rip all her hair off.

"Miss, your jasmine milk tea." Song Xianyin calmly handed the milk tea to the person in front of her.

The customer took the milk tea and asked somewhat fearfully, "Aren't you going to do anything about them?"

Song Xianyin smiled reassuringly at her: "Don't worry, they'll stop fighting once they've had their fill."

Sure enough, the two of them helped each other up from the ground in the next second.

"My head hurts so much, why did you hit me so hard?" the girl complained.

The boy winced in pain: "You're the one who's in pain."

The two stood hand in hand, happily in front of Song Xianyin.

"Miss, we'd like two cups of Peach Four Seasons Spring Tea."

The other guests, seeing the blood on their heads, silently walked away.

After receiving their milk tea, the two skipped and hopped away.

Are we best friends?

"Of course."

The manager wiped the sweat from his face and quickly grabbed a mop to clean up the bloodstains on the floor.

People working in the service industry always encounter some strange and unusual people.

The man in black under the tree watched the two figures as they walked away, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.

By the time the store was about to close at night, there were hardly any customers left.

The man in black finally walked in and stood in front of Song Xianyin without saying a word.

Song Xianyin glanced at him, then silently looked at the manager standing in the lobby.

The manager noticed her gaze, pretended not to see anything, lowered his head, and tidied the tables and chairs that had already been arranged.

"Hello, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Give me a strawberry milkshake." The boy's voice was deep, with a hint of coldness.

Song Xianyin paused for a moment, then said, "Okay."

"Would you like to shake it yourself, or should I shake it?"

The boy replied indifferently, "You."

While making a strawberry shake milkshake, Song Xianyin observed the person in front of her.

In this hot weather, isn't he hot wearing so many clothes, especially all in black?

The boy noticed her gaze, looked up at her, and Song Xianyin gave him an awkward smile.

After the milk tea was made, the boy sat in the corner and started drinking it. He finished it in less than a minute.

After finishing his drink, he left the store like a ghost.

Song Xianyin looked at his back, feeling a bit confused. She couldn't understand why this person seemed so strange.

Tomorrow is Monday, and Song Xianyin has to go to school. The manager was very reluctant to let her leave work early.

He felt he was losing a lot of money because there was one less person working in the shop.

When she got home, her grandparents were already asleep, and there were some snacks left on the table for her.

My grandmother often visited her old friends and would occasionally bring back some snacks.

The next day, as soon as Song Xianyin arrived at school, the class representative was already collecting weekend homework.

The students around him were copying each other's homework, and the class monitor stood helplessly on the podium.

"No, couldn't you have finished copying it last night? This isn't the Stone Age. Please use your communication tools, okay?"

After calling for so long, we've only managed to recruit five people.

A student sitting in the first row quietly pulled a test paper from her hand.

The class monitor glared at him, and he pitifully bowed to her, saying, "This is the last time, the last time."

Just then, the sound of an exam paper being torn came from the corner.

"Who told you to copy my test paper without my permission? I'll tear it up and give it back to you!" The girl was so angry that she tore up her entire test paper.

The boy was so angry that his face turned red. He retorted loudly, "You copied mine before, and without my permission!"

Seeing the fragments of the exam paper on the ground, he angrily tore up his own book: "Who do you think you can threaten? Do you think I wouldn't dare to tear this up?"

Seeing him like that, the girl cried in anger and started tearing up her own books: "Fine, whoever doesn't dare to tear them up is a coward."

The classroom was immediately littered with fragments of books.