Chapter 15

Zhao Jiu lowered his eyes to look at the person queuing in front of him. Su Li was staring eagerly at the window.

He felt helpless. At this time, there were more people at the entrance; the main force had clearly arrived, and the queue immediately became crowded. Someone behind bumped into them, and Zhao Jiu staggered, bumping into Su Li. Just as Su Li's body leaned forward, a hand suddenly appeared on her waist, pulling her back, and her head hit Zhao Jiu's chest again.

Su Li was slightly startled. Just as she was about to turn her head, Zhao Jiu's hand had already let go.

It just so happened that the student in front moved forward by one position, and Su Li hurriedly stepped forward to fill the spot. Soon, it was their turn. Su Li swiped her card, carried the noodles away, and found an empty table to put them down. Coming early meant she could pick any seat.

Zhao Jiu carried his noodles and put them down together.

Su Li: "I'll go get chopsticks, you sit for a while."

Su Li crossed the super-long queue and walked toward a corner.

Zhao Jiu leaned against the plastic chair in the cafeteria, looking at the queue that had already reached the dining table, and then thought about how he and Su Li had run so fast for a bowl of beef noodles.

He rubbed his brow, took out his phone, and looked for his butler's phone number. That Jiang Xiangnan donated a cafeteria but didn't know how to provide unlimited supply.

His slender fingertips pressed down, and the butler's voice came from the other side: "Young Master?"

Zhao Jiu looked at the steaming beef noodles: "How much pocket money do I have left? Is it enough to contract the cafeteria's food?"

He had spent almost all his pocket money donating the building.

Anyway, all his money would be taken back after he graduated from Grade 3, so he might as well spend it while he could.

The cafeteria was noisy, and students were constantly passing by with trays. Zhao Jiu didn't notice the people coming and going around him, quietly waiting for the butler to give him an answer.

Suddenly, the phone Zhao Jiu was holding to his ear was snatched away violently.

Gouzi was stunned. He looked up and saw a middle-aged man wearing a red armband on his left arm, his expression serious, looking at him coldly.

"Bold enough?"

Zhao Jiu: "Mm?"

The man glanced at the phone—the latest model—and then looked at Zhao Jiu, who was leaning against the chair in a relaxed posture, one leg stretched out, the other slightly bent. He sneered: "After the college entrance exam, go to your homeroom teacher to collect it."

After saying that, he picked up his own phone, took a picture of Zhao Jiu's face, and turned to leave.

Zhao Jiu's hand that had been holding the phone was still raised, and he was still dazed; the phone was gone.

Su Li returned with chopsticks and a spoon and immediately saw the teacher maintaining order holding two phones. His fingertips were tapping on one of the phones—that must be his own, probably talking to other teachers about something—while the other was held in his hand, clearly just confiscated.

Who is so stupid that they can't even hide their phone?

Every day in the cafeteria, there were duty teachers bringing students from the student council to maintain order in the cafeteria to avoid people cutting in line.

Everyone knew that you'd rather have your phone caught by your own teacher in the classroom than have it confiscated by another teacher in a place like the cafeteria.

The former, after some nagging, would at most be returned to you in a semester; the latter had to be registered, and after the students finished the college entrance exam, the homeroom teacher would collect and distribute them uniformly.

Therefore, phones must never be taken out in the cafeteria.

Su Li walked toward the seat with chopsticks. Right, she also had to remind Gouzi, so he wouldn't accidentally get it confiscated one day.

Su Li sat down. Zhao Jiu was leaning against the chair, looking down at the beef noodles, not knowing what he was thinking.

Su Li put the chopsticks on his bowl: "No. 1 High School prohibits bringing phones, so don't take your phone out casually in front of teachers."

Zhao Jiu: "..."

Su Li picked up her chopsticks and started eating noodles: "I just saw a duty teacher confiscate someone's phone."

Gouzi shouldn't have had his phone confiscated when he was at Shengde; coming here suddenly made it easy to let his guard down.

Su Li: "I don't know who is so stupid to dare take their phone out in the cafeteria."

Su Li swallowed the noodles. After a long time, she didn't hear Zhao Jiu's voice. She looked up; Gouzi was looking at her, his lips pursed tightly, not saying a word.

Su Li's mouth opened slightly. This idiot is Gouzi!

She just said that the students at No. 1 High School were all so sharp, how could it be so easy to have their phones confiscated!

Su Li hurriedly lowered her head to eat. The boss opposite sighed and picked up his chopsticks to start eating noodles.

Su Li ate a few mouthfuls, remembered something, and looked down at the soup base: "Boss."

Zhao Jiu bit into a slice of beef: "What is it?"

"You haven't given me my salary card yet." Su Li felt that for safety's sake, it was better to have the salary in hand.

Zhao Jiu's phone was confiscated, and he was feeling depressed. Hearing this, he raised his eyes. This person was cowardly, afraid he would deduct her salary.

Zhao Jiu put down his chopsticks and looked at Su Li, who was poking at her noodles with chopsticks. In ten years, hadn't he only deducted her salary twice? Remembering for so long?

The first time, his family arranged a blind date for him. She told him it was a dinner with the Li family, and then wasted two whole hours of his time.

The second time, she let another blind date partner into his house. That girl made him lunch. He thought it was made by the chef and didn't guard against it. After eating two mouthfuls, he went straight to the hospital, delaying his work for a day.

Su Li met his gaze and looked up. She saw Zhao Jiu take a bank card out of his pocket and put it on the table. Su Li hurriedly slapped her hand on the card and moved it back to her side.

Zhao Jiu continued to eat. The problem was, even if she took it, could she prevent him from deducting her salary?

The card was his anyway.

After all, she didn't have her own bank account now.

Su Li had already thought of this. She bit into a slice of beef; she had to find a time to go out and apply for one. Her previous card was her mother's account, specifically for storing lucky money.

This way, if she accidentally mocked the boss again one day, her salary could be saved.

"By the way, Boss, what did you want to do when you took out your phone just now?" Su Li asked.

Chen Xue and Liu Jiajia ran slowly and only managed to buy rice bowls at this time, carrying their food to their side.

"We managed to grab the last two portions."

Zhao Jiu looked at their rice bowls and said: "Welfare."

But now the welfare had been confiscated.

Su Li: "!!!"

Gouzi wanted to improve the cafeteria!

"I have a phone here, do you want it?" Su Li said.

Zhao Jiu picked up his chopsticks again: "Do you think I'd be so idle as to memorize their phone numbers?"

Su Li: "..."

That's true.

Chen Xue and Liu Jiajia turned their heads: "What are you talking about?"

Su Li replied: "Just now Zhao Jiu wanted to call someone to improve the cafeteria."

Chen Xue and Liu Jiajia's eyes lit up instantly. So this is the world of the rich!

Su Li: "But the phone was confiscated by the teacher."

Chen Xue: "..."

Liu Jiajia: "..."

The two continued to eat, pretending nothing had happened.

The people at the table were eating a bit gloomily.

At this moment, in the teachers' cafeteria, Wang Laoshi had just sat down with his food, preparing to play with his phone, when he happened to see a new message in the school's large group.

"Whose is this? Brought a phone to school, remember to come and register."

Wang Laoshi started eating his food while clicking on the group message. Because students had previously been afraid of being scolded and then lied about their names and classes, now whenever teachers caught students violating school rules, they would take a photo directly and send it to the group, letting each homeroom teacher claim them.

Fortunately, the students in his class were either obedient or sharp, it was impossible...

At this time, Zhao Jiu's dazed photo appeared brazenly in the group.

Wang Laoshi: "..."

It was his.

Author's note: Auntie is here, so it's short.

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