Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"It turns out that you are also a student of Z University!" Luo squinted and blinked, some surprised.

Although she is directly on the Z-sports status as a student, Z-O's own admission score is not low.

It seems that this young boy named Yang Kuo is also a person with excellent performance.

Sure enough, people can't be seen!

“Yes!” Yang Kuan scratched his head and said: “This shop was originally run by our parents, but they passed away last year because of a traffic accident. The store has been abandoned for a long time and just opened.”

"Small, open things, you should go to the evening to study."

The busy teenager at the bar seems to be reluctant to mention this matter, and it is also a sad thing to think about it.

“Cough...” Luo dusted around and looked around, then licked the milk tea in her hand, and then cleared the throat: “You know why your milk tea is very good, but few people can come and go. ?"

Yang Kuo took off the cloth and installed it: "Because the location of our store is quite biased, there are many tea shops next to the school, and everyone is too lazy to walk in."

“Uh huh?” Luo slammed the dust and gently raised his eyebrows: “This is one of them.”

"What else?"

“There are two!” Luo Ding shook his milk tea in his hand: “Don’t you think that your packaging is too old-fashioned? This kind of packaging gives people the feeling that it’s like two dollars on the street. Milk tea is really difficult for people to stop and wait."

"Is this the case?" Yang Kuo looked up at the tea cup and looked at her. "I think it is okay!"

"Listen to others." At this time, the young man who stood at the bar, Yang Kuo’s older brother, Yang Lin, came over: "What are the students’ high opinions, can you share them?"

Since he re-accepted his parents' tea shop, he carefully studied and insisted on using the best ingredients to make the taste the same as the parents did.

However, due to the number of houses demolished in this generation, the old customers lost 80%.

Most of the new customers are students, but they rarely put a closer tea shop outside to drink, and they come in all the way to buy milk tea.

"Of course!" Luo Dip's corner outlined a faint smile: "Hire me! At least you can improve your performance by five."

When Luo drunk the first tofu milk tea, she felt that her business opportunity came.

Although it is possible to make money for a love letter, it is not enough to rely on the publicity in the school forum.

Moreover, the number of people writing love letters is limited, and her business is limited.

Yesterday, after brushing the bank card and helping Su Qiuyan to pay the last medical bill, she still had 102 pieces of eight hairs in her card. If she didn't hurry to find a way, she really had to go to the bridge to beg.

"We are just small shops, I am afraid you can't give much..."

"If the performance does not improve the five floors, I will not collect the money." Luo Dian directly interrupted Yang Lin's words and said: "This is no loss for you, isn't it?"

Half-sounding, Yang Lin looked at her nephew and said quickly: "The deal."

“Slack!” Luo Dust took two teas: “Tomorrow I will bring the plan to you, and if you do, improve your performance within half a month, the problem should be small.”

"Really fake!" Yang Kuo excitedly said: "Now the beauty is so powerful? What do students call, if you succeed in improving your performance, you are my goddess!"

"The freshman literature department is a dusty dust." She paused: "I sent it."