readsfreenovel Chapter 323 Poor Students
Chapter 323 Poor Students
Song Huan and her group of female students from the business school spent the entire morning handing out flyers on the playground.
The flow of people recruiting for the clubs came from all directions and then dispersed in all directions, like a tide.
He stood at the entrance, clutching a stack of flyers in his hand, a professional smile on his face, handing them out to everyone he met.
Miqin, mimicking her, said in a clear, bright voice, "Hey classmate, wait till you get out of class and see! You ordered takeout!"
The number of people gradually decreased in the afternoon.
Half of the tents had been taken down, and flattened leaflets and empty mineral water bottles were scattered on the ground.
After handing out the flyers, Song Huan straightened up, stretched his stiff neck, and then he saw Lin Yue.
She stood under the sycamore tree opposite the playground, clutching a stack of flyers in her hand.
She was wearing his black down jacket, the fleece collar clinging to her chin, the sleeves a bit long, and she rolled up the cuffs twice to reveal her fingers.
She stopped a passing girl, smiling as she handed her a flyer. The girl took it and glanced at it. She then pointed towards the tent and said something. The girl nodded, took the flyer, and left.
She turned around and her eyes met his.
She paused for a moment, then smiled at him.
That kind of smile wasn't "What a coincidence," it was "You finally noticed me."
She jogged over, the hem of her down jacket patting her knees, the rolled-up cuffs loosening as she ran, her fingers tucked in, only the fingertips sticking out.
"What are you doing here?" Song Huan asked, looking at her.
Lin Yue stopped in front of him, slightly out of breath, "Of course I'm here to help you. I took half a day off from the bubble tea shop, and I don't have much to do this afternoon anyway."
She switched the flyer with her other hand, glanced down at her down jacket, and said, "Oh, right, here you go."
She tucked the flyer under her arm and reached for her zipper.
Song Huan's gaze swept past her neckline.
Underneath the down jacket was a thin, off-white knitted cardigan, which looked a bit worn from washing, with small fuzz balls around the cuffs.
She wasn't wearing a coat; in this cold weather, she only had this thin cardigan.
"You don't need to pay it back," he said.
Lin Yue's hand stopped on the zipper.
"What?"
"I told you, this down jacket is a gift."
Lin Yue lowered her head and looked at the black down jacket she was wearing.
She tucked her hands into her sleeves, her fingers curling inside.
[He gave it to me… That night, when he draped his coat over my shoulders, I thought, this coat is full of his scent, and there's still a trace of his body fragrance. If he were to go back, I wouldn't be able to smell it anymore, and now he says he's giving it to me!]
She looked up, her eyes shining. "Really?"
Song Huan looked at her face, which was covered by the velvet collar and looked fair and tender, and nodded.
"Um."
Lin Yue smiled.
"I'll hand out these flyers for you!"
……
the next day.
The rider uniform that Song Huan ordered from the merchant has arrived.
He unloaded the cardboard boxes from the bread cart and broke the seals.
The jacket is entirely yellow, made of windproof and waterproof fabric, with a silver zipper. The upper right corner of the chest features a small cat with a round face and a tail curled into a question mark.
The back of the bag reads: "Waiting for you after class, let's have dinner together."
The rounded font is legible even from a distance.
He picked up the clothes, unfolded them, and looked at them for a long time.
The cat that Lin Yue drew was printed on the fabric, and it was exactly the same as the pencil sketch I saw at the milk tea shop that day.
Miqin stood to the side, tiptoeing to look into the cardboard box.
"Boss, this outfit is really nice. The yellow color is eye-catching, I can recognize it from afar when I'm riding on the road. And the words on the back are great too, 'Waiting for you after class, let's have dinner together,' it makes me feel warm."
Song Huan put the clothes back.
"Distribute them, first batch of riders, collect them according to the list."
The first batch of delivery riders were all students from impoverished families.
The list I got from Chen Xiuyuan contained fifteen names.
Some were wearing faded high school uniform jackets, and some were still wearing sneakers with worn-out soles.
They stood quietly in line at the entrance of the startup incubator.
Miqin held the list and read out the names one by one.
The person whose name was called came up and took the yellow rider's uniform from the cardboard box.
On the other side of the playground, Chen Xiuyuan was standing on the steps in front of the administration building, surrounded by a group of reporters.
The camera was set up, the microphone was held up, and a female reporter was asking, "President Chen, how exactly does Nanjing University's poverty alleviation program work?"
Chen Xiuyuan was wearing a dark gray jacket, and his hair was neatly combed.
He pointed to the group of students wearing yellow riding uniforms on the edge of the playground.
"Our student entrepreneurship team has developed a campus food delivery platform that prioritizes providing work-study opportunities for students from impoverished backgrounds. The platform is self-sufficient and does not place any financial burden on the school. Students can participate in delivery during their spare time, which not only helps them develop practical skills but also solves some of their living expenses."
He paused for a moment, then emphasized, "This is an important exploration by Nanjing University in two aspects: innovation and entrepreneurship, and assistance to students from impoverished backgrounds."
The camera turned and focused on the group of students wearing yellow rider uniforms.
They were listening to Song Huan's training; some were holding notebooks, while others were gesturing to measure the size of the rider uniforms. The yellow fabric stood out brightly in the camera lens.
Chen Xiuyuan stood on the steps, watching this scene, secretly pleased.
Song Huan stood at the front of the riders' group.
There was a whiteboard next to it, with delivery route maps drawn on it in markers.
From the shops to the dormitories, several optimal routes are marked with different colors.
Miqin stood beside him, holding a notebook in her hand, the pen tip hovering over the paper, her eyes fixed on him.
"The delivery process consists of four steps."
He held up one finger. "First step, accept the order. Second step, pick up the food at the store. Third step, delivery. Fourth step, confirm delivery..."
He paused for a moment. Michonne's pen flew across the paper, writing the last word before looking up.
"For delivery time, orders within the school will be delivered within 20 minutes after the merchant prepares the food, and orders outside the school will be delivered within 30 minutes. If the delivery is late, the platform will issue a coupon to the user as compensation, and the cost of the coupon will be deducted from the delivery fee. So please try not to be late."
He looked at the row of riders in front of him.
"Safety first. It's cold and the roads are slippery, so it's okay to go a little slower. Users won't starve to death if they wait a few minutes, but if you fall, the platform can't afford to compensate you."
Several riders laughed.
He was about to continue speaking when his gaze swept over the end of the line and he suddenly stopped.
At the very back of the line stood a girl.
She was wearing a black down jacket, the fleece trim around her chin.
He was holding a yellow rider's uniform, still unopened.
Cute and quirky.
Who else could it be but Lin Yue?
Song Huan was taken aback. "What are you doing here?"
Miqin's pen tip hovered over the paper as she looked up.
"Boss, do I have to memorize this too?"
"Keep track of my head, you just keep an eye on things for me first."
Song Huan walked over, grabbed Lin Yue's wrist, and pulled her out of the line.
He held her hand tightly, she clutched the yellow rider's uniform to her chest, and she staggered after him.
He stopped at the back and let go of her hand.
What are you doing here?
Lin Yue hugged her rider uniform closer to her chest. "Because I'm a student from a poor family."
Song Huan looked at her.
She said matter-of-factly, "The school has a list of students from impoverished families. I applied for a work-study position and was assigned here."
She paused, her voice softening slightly, but her eyes remained bright. "I still owe someone 350,000."
When she said "350,000", the corner of her mouth curled up slightly.
It wasn't a feeling of being wronged; it was more of a "look how amazing I am, owing so much money yet still so happy" attitude.
Then she tilted her head, took half a step forward, and looked at him with bright eyes.
"However, if you accept my body as payment for the debt... then I won't pay back the 350,000."
Song Huan was speechless.
"Then you can pay back the money slowly."
Lin Yue pouted, "Stingy."
She unpacked the rider's uniform, shook it out, and the yellow fabric shone brightly in the sunlight.
She looked down at the kitten on her chest.
I gently rubbed my finger against the cat's ear.
She designed this herself.
Song Huan stood beside her, watching her.
"These uniforms will be issued to every rider."
He suddenly spoke.
Lin Yue raised her head.
"Everyone will see the cat you drew."
She paused for a moment, then smiled.
She smiled, her eyes crinkling, revealing two rows of white teeth.
"Then I'll wear it every day when I deliver food. So everyone can see this cat."