Chapter 55: A Fruit Bowl

Li Yan's speed of eating was always fast; he was a boy, after all, and didn't chew slowly.

A bento wasn't cheap, but the amount wasn't much.

After finishing the last bite of food, Li Yan took out a tissue to wipe his mouth and tidied up the trash a little.

Picking up his cup of milk tea on the table, he took a full sip.

Fortunately, it was still cold.

"I'm leaving first, you eat slowly, I still have to continue practicing the piano."

After Li Yan finished speaking, he glanced at Wang Wanjun, who had just taken the third bite of the shredded potato roll, and then carried the trash in his left hand and the milk tea in his right hand, walking out of the pantry toward the piano room.

As for the soft "Okay~" that came from behind, Li Yan didn't react and went straight out of the pantry to the piano room to continue practicing.

Wang Wanjun held the small shredded potato roll with both hands, and there were some oil stains and red chili on her delicate lips.

Watching Li Yan leave, Wang Wanjun added one more impression of Li Yan in her heart.

If it was said that when she joined the Sichuan University freshman group before and saw the group announcement posted by Li Yan recruiting administrators to review freshmen entering the group with remuneration, plus seeing Li Yan frequently sending red envelopes in the group.

Wang Wanjun just regarded this group owner named Li Yan as a rich second generation in her heart.

Wang Wanjun had seen many such people when she was studying in Shancheng.

And those who pursued her were countless.

This was just a first impression, and because of the means those rich second generations used to pursue her when she was in Shancheng made her feel very disgusted, she couldn't help but have a very faint first impression of Li Yan, with a sense of keeping him at a distance.

And the second impression was after she was hired as an administrator, when Li Yan sent the red envelope and explained the remuneration, her impression of Li Yan changed to her boss who paid her.

Wang Wanjun was serious about making money.

As for any special impression, that was none, except for seeing Li Yan's Moments and knowing that Li Yan was particularly rich.

After all, the so-called rich second generations who pursued her at that time mostly only drove BMWs and Mercedes-Benzes.

Wang Wanjun didn't have a crush on these things; although her family conditions weren't good, this wasn't a reason for her to blindly pursue money.

Wang Wanjun had a very clear self-cognition, and it was also the reliance she had always known clearly that outstanding beauty could bring her a better life without getting lost.

Until the third impression today, which was also the most coincidental first encounter with Li Yan.

Li Yan didn't show the look of pity that some of her high school classmates had for her, nor did he show a look of contempt for her.

It was very calm; even if he bought her milk tea and fruit bowl, it was just an attitude of "I still need to rely on you to work later."

Wang Wanjun felt it was very natural. She would definitely have refused, but after hearing Li Yan's words, she didn't have any thoughts of refusal.

Chewing the heavy oil and heavy spicy shredded potato roll, it was already a bit cold.

Eating in front of a boy she wasn't familiar with, Wang Wanjun was still very unnatural and ate very slowly.

Looking at the opened milk tea by her hand, Wang Wanjun glanced at the empty corridor outside the pantry, and then glanced at the dazzling array of fruit bowls.

She took out her Redmi phone, and although the style was a bit old, it was protected very new.

Clicking on WeChat, looking at the 568.3 yuan in her wallet, she began to calculate her expenses.

This 500-plus yuan was the money she had left from her previous part-time job, including the 200 yuan living expenses her mother gave her.

Thinking that she was working part-time in this tutoring class, after a month plus commission, she should be able to get 5,000 yuan, and Wang Wanjun breathed a sigh of relief.

This wasn't a small amount; of course, it was thanks to Wang Wanjun's appearance and the selfless help of the girl at the front desk.

Clicking on the rarely used Meituan takeout, looking at the selling price of the milk tea shop.

One cup was 12 yuan, one cup was 20-plus yuan. Wang Wanjun looked at the milk tea brand called Ba Wang Cha Ji by her hand, and finally ordered a 22-yuan low-sugar milk tea.

When paying, the delicate little mouth with oil stains pursed up slightly.

A 22-yuan milk tea was just dispensable for most people.

But for Wang Wanjun, this wasn't a cheap pastime.

Looking at the full box of expensive fruit, Wang Wanjun hadn't eaten durian or cherries, only cherries and strawberries.

But she also knew how expensive the price was.

Ordering a milk tea and scheduling it to be delivered at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Wanjun looked at the fruit bowl, but there was no way for this...

She could only help Li Yan more with the things he wanted to do later...

Wang Wanjun put down the shredded potato roll in her hand; the weather was hot, plus this heavy oil and heavy spicy food, she actually didn't have much appetite.

Although she was hungry, she felt she couldn't eat much.

Holding the still ice-cold milk tea with both hands, Wang Wanjun looked at the pantry door again, but there was nothing.

Only the inconsistent piano sound from the piano room not far away reached her ears.

Through the pressure of the straw, the ice-cold milk tea was sucked into the cherry little mouth with a trace of oil stains on the corners of the lips.

Wang Wanjun's eyes narrowed slightly.

Low sugar!

A bit delicious...

Although Wang Wanjun's family conditions weren't good, she had drunk milk tea before.

But the inferior saccharin milk tea made from powder that cost a few yuan a cup obviously couldn't compare to the one in her hand.

"Does he also like to drink low sugar?"

Like a little hamster, Wang Wanjun, who was holding the ice-cold milk tea with both hands, drank it in small sips.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, as if they had a hint of happy curvature.

She had an appetite again!

Putting down the milk tea, she picked up the shredded potato roll placed on the side; although it wasn't very delicious, it was filling and cheap, which was quite good for Wang Wanjun.

"Hmm... not spicy enough, next time I'll ask the lady to add more chili!"

If you looked closely at the distribution of the bitten shredded potato roll, you could draw the following conclusion.

50% shredded potatoes.

10% tofu skin.

40% chili...

One sip of milk tea, one bite of chili, ah, no, it was a shredded potato roll.

Wang Wanjun ate very happily, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her cold and beautiful appearance now looked like a greedy little hamster.

The slightly bulging cheeks were as tender and white as jade.

Looking at the fruit bowl placed on the side, Wang Wanjun couldn't eat it, but she didn't push it away pretentiously.

Thinking about it, she would take it back and share it with Liang Meng!

Perfect~

Wang Wanjun, who had always been a bit unable to accept others' kindness, felt a bit unnatural about staying at her best friend's house from junior high school after coming to Shudu from Shancheng.

But Liang Meng clearly knew her situation, and the two were indeed very close.

Although Liang Meng moved to Shudu after junior high school, their contact had never been broken.

Even this very good part-time job was found for her by Liang Meng, and Wang Wanjun was very grateful.

The tutoring class part-time job naturally didn't include accommodation, and it was very normal for her to live in Liang Meng's house.

It was just that Wang Wanjun still felt a bit indebted; she never wanted to owe anyone anything, so was this borrowing flowers to present to Buddha?

"I'll definitely pay you back when I get my salary!"

Wang Wanjun listened to the piano sound coming from the piano room, looked at the fruit bowl by her hand, and planned to put it in the small refrigerator in the pantry first, and take it back to her best friend to eat after work in the afternoon... ===== CHAPTER 56 =====