Dressed As a Cannon Fodder Substitute For a Beautiful President

Ever since he started talking at the top of the mountain that night, the relationship between Qi Zheng and Shen Zhibing has eased a lot, at least that layer of estrangement has disappeared. But Shen Zhibing knew that it would take time for Qi Zheng to return to the way he was in the past.

She didn't interfere too much with Qi Zheng's report to the relevant departments on her study progress, but only agreed with her that if Qi Zheng finally decided to leave, she would directly hand over the resignation report to her.

Before the holiday was over, Qi Zheng returned to the United States ahead of schedule, admitting that he wanted to go back early to find opportunities. Shen Zhibing personally drove her to the airport. The two of them didn't talk much along the way, but they were both in a good mood.

"Whether you want to start a business, or you want to find another job, you have to eat well, and you can't be so thin."

Shen Zhibing was already happy to see Qi Zheng, and the only thing that made her dissatisfied was this obviously thinner face. The face is like this, not to mention the body, probably only the ribs are left.

"I will pay attention, it won't become a monkey spirit." Qi Zheng got out of the car with a smile and took out his luggage.

They said yes, send it here.

"Be careful driving on the way back, and you also take care." Qi Zheng was reluctant, but couldn't show more.

Parting is inevitable.

Shen Zhibing looked at her deeply with nostalgic eyes, smiled and waved her hand to let her hurry in. When Qi Zheng disappeared, she drove away.

She thought that for a long time to come, they would probably be in such a state of being together for a short time and being separated for a long time.

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Zhuang Muqing heard that Qi Zheng came back early, and wanted to ask her to go around before the holiday ended. Qi Zheng's mood before returning to China was a bit wrong, and he didn't bother to ask clearly at that time.

"The weather is nice today, are you interested in taking a short trip?"

Qi Zheng just packed her luggage yesterday, and when she returned to China with jet lag, she endured that she didn't fall down much, and she was still used to it. But she is not very interested in traveling.

"If you don't go, you won't go, I have a lot of things to do."

"What's the matter with you? Before the holiday is over, you should add extra money to yourself in advance, and you must know how to combine work and rest." Zhuang Muqing heard that Qi Zheng on the other end of the phone was in a good mood, so she joked with her, "could it be this? The next time you go back to report, did the boss put pressure on you again?"

Qi Zheng's heart softened when he remembered the scene of being hugged by Shen Zhibing on the top of the mountain that night.

They embraced each other quietly for a long time that night, without any intense lingering intimacy, but like that night in full bloom, it was deeply engraved in Qi Zheng's heart.

"The boss didn't put pressure on me, it was me who wanted to keep working hard."

Zhuang Muqing heard that she really had something to do, so she naturally wouldn't force her to agree.

Unexpectedly, Qi Zheng took the initiative to ask her: "It's okay to have lunch together, I invite you."

Zhuang Muqing picked up the car key and walked out, smiling: "How can I ask you, I can't bully you."

Qi Zheng rarely answered with the same cheerfulness: "I've rubbed you so much, it's absolutely necessary and necessary to ask back, you have to give me this chance."

When Zhuang Muqing saw Qi Zheng, it confirmed her previous conjecture, and Qi Zheng's mood really improved a lot. At least the slight sadness that had been lingering between her brows was much less, and she was happy for it.

"It seems that you have gained a lot from returning to China this time. Your condition is much better."

Qi Zheng raised her eyebrows, couldn't hold back after a while, and asked, "Is it obvious?"

"That's not true. You also know what we do. Usually, we like to observe people and feel other people's emotions."

Zhuang Muqing was afraid that Qi Zheng would misunderstand that she was spying, and explained, "I just want you to be happy, nothing else."

Qi Zheng pointed to the front with a smile: "Don't treat me as a fragile baby, I know who is treating me well. Pay attention to driving, and eat safely and well is the happiest thing."

The restaurant I chose this time was suggested by Qi Zheng. Someone told her that the raw porridge in this restaurant is very thick, fragrant and authentic.

"I thought you didn't have any special requirements for food, but I didn't expect you to say this."

Zhuang Muqing occasionally tries Chinese food with her friends, but for her, Chinese food is similar to the cuisine of other countries and is not the mainstream in her life. Before, in order to take care of Qi Zheng, she had a special understanding of Shanghai cuisine, but it was really difficult for her to have a complete understanding of the types of Chinese food.

"I'm a Chinese stomach, and when I get thirsty, there is no solution."

Qi Zheng rarely took the initiative to act as a commentator, talking about the difference between this porridge and porridge.

Zhuang Muqing's eyes flashed when she was told, "My weight loss plan this week has been temporarily adjusted, and I want to taste everything you just said!"

Qi Zheng knew that people like Zhuang Muqing had strong self-discipline. It is said that it is not to lose weight. In fact, after eating, I will consciously increase the amount of exercise and reduce other calorie intake. It is definitely not a real indulgence.

She suddenly remembered Shen Zhibing's words that she was not allowed to lose weight, and smiled to herself.

"Did something good happen this time back home?"

Zhuang Muqing was convinced that Qi Zheng's improved mood must have something to do with returning to China.

Qi Zheng shook her head, unwilling to say more, and she couldn't tell. But inexplicably, she felt that the big stone that was pressing on her heart was removed a lot, at least it allowed her to breathe freely.

Zhuang Muqing was full of praise after tasting the steaming porridge.

"It's better for me to follow you to explore the store in the future."

Qi Zheng thought to himself, it would be even better if there was an authentic little wonton shop.

When returning to Haicheng this time, she has to eat almost every day, and even Jiang Youyou can't stand her anymore.

However, the dream did come true. When Li Yunshan took her and said that she went to a newly opened shop to try out early adopters after class, Qi Zheng didn't hold out much hope.

"Although it is newly opened, it is said that the chef has been working in China for nearly 30 years, and his craftsmanship is excellent."

Seeing her exaggerated appearance, Qi Zheng couldn't bear to hit her, but she still reminded: "It's very original, it may not be able to adapt to the American market, maybe it will close within a few days."

Since she decided to start a business, she has been more calm and objective to look at customer groups and market characteristics, and naturally when encountering new products, she will analyze its market fitness and the probability of future success.

"It's enough to maintain a small business, and it is enough to maintain the Chinese students. It's not a national chain. Besides, there are more and more foreign students, and many foreign students are also brought to eat dumplings. Maybe in the future, they will also love to eat small wontons. That's it!"

Qi Zheng walked towards the store while talking and laughing with her. She really hadn't noticed that such a not-so-obvious store suddenly opened between her apartment and the school.

It seems that the opening publicity has not been done for a long time, and there are not many guests in it, and most of them are international students from B University. The kitchen is half-open, and you can see the ravioli inside.

Qi Zheng looked at the menu on the wall and thought it would be similar to other similar restaurants, but he didn't expect that there would be so many different fillings to choose from just for the small wontons.

"I'm right, I've definitely come to the right place this time. You like to eat small wontons so much, why don't you just apply for a monthly pass here."

Li Yunshan watched Qi Zheng carefully read the menu on the wall one by one, and knew that she must like it here.

"I want a small ravioli with minced pork and winter bamboo shoots, thank you."

Li Yunshan smiled and followed behind her: "Please give me a small wonton with plum and spiced cloves."

Not to mention in the United States, even in Haicheng, not every shop that sells small wontons has these.

Qi Zheng and Li Yunshan found a quiet place to sit down, full of expectations.

"I have a hunch that I will eat it until I burst into tears."

Qi Zheng smiled: "It's just a bowl of small wontons, not enough."

"I don't believe you won't be excited, I haven't eaten this for many years!"

Oh, that's not true. When returning to Haicheng this time, Qi Zheng cherished the opportunity and ate it several times. But these words can't be said to stimulate Li Yunshan, she still wants to finish the meal peacefully.

Sure enough, they were not disappointed at all.

It is a pure and authentic feeling of teleporting back to Haicheng and going back twenty years in time. It is the smell of the aunt in the coat on the street of Haicheng, which is poured into the lunch box by the aunt in the longtangkou stall. It is the smell that Qi Zheng has never forgotten.

Qi Zheng did not have a monthly pass, but she came almost every day. Even if it is occasionally too busy, it will not exceed a three-day interval. She came more often, and she gradually got to know the shop owner.

She was surprised to learn that the boss and his wife had just arrived in the United States.

"It takes a lot of courage to go abroad to open a restaurant at this age."

Qi Zheng really admired them. Before, he thought they had driven elsewhere, but now they are just changing their business.

"I sell this in China, and I do the same here, and I earn more. It's good." Haicheng's accent is the best tool to shorten the distance between each other.

Qi Zheng tasted all kinds of small wontons in the store, and finally returned to the winter bamboo shoots stuffed with minced meat, which made the boss and his wife burst into laughter.

The proprietress smiled and said to the boss, "What do I say, Xiao Qi looks like a long-term and dedicated person. The first time I came to the store and chose winter bamboo shoots, I still choose this one."

The boss smiled and started busy, agreeing with his wife's statement.

"In fact, they are all delicious, I just prefer one of them."

"It's okay, if you can eat happily, we will be very happy."

The taste of this shop is really good, the price is not outrageous, and it is not far from the school, and it quickly became famous among Chinese students. But Qi Zheng found that no matter when she went, no matter how many or few people there were, her little wontons were always available as soon as possible.

"Ah, ah, is it because you are good-looking and give you the privilege, you don't have to line up every time you go." Li Yunshan hugged Qi Zheng's arm with an uneven face.

"You didn't wait too long, I don't have the privilege, it's just a coincidence."

Qi Zheng couldn't figure out what kind of privilege she would have, except that she went there the most times and had a good relationship with the boss.

When it came time to prepare for the graduation project, the professor let the students group freely two months in advance, but they had to be combined according to different nationalities and regions. It is not allowed to have too many people from the same region in the same group. Qi Zheng and Li Yunshan can only invite foreign students to join.

The final part of the MBA program is the dissertation and the completion of a BP. The dissertation is completed independently by individuals, but the business plan requires a group to complete it together, and the team members have the same score.

In this way, no one dares to take it lightly. And B is big enough to be practical. In order to motivate students to do their best, real money support will be provided to BPs who do have market potential, which makes it even more attractive.

Qi Zheng is the youngest in the class, but her admission itself shows that her ability and qualifications are up to standard. The other classmates already knew more or less about her past performance in Shen's, and her grades and abilities were indeed convincing.

When BP chose the topic, they let Qi Zheng decide. After considering it, she proposed to put her entrepreneurial idea into the project.

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