Song Yuhao, who put down the phone, had to give up the breakfast that had not been finished and walked towards the kitchen. The ingredients were not cleaned up yet. If he didn't get it fast, the customers would wait for a long time.

Fortunately, the quantity was not large. Song Yuhao quickly put the finished product into the takeaway bowl with his skillful craftsmanship and put it into the iron box for takeaway. Then he locked the store door and rode the small electric donkey to the place he had inspected last night.

After almost five minutes, Nayeon, who had been guarding the window after hanging up the phone, suddenly shouted excitedly: "Here's here, takeaway is here!"

But the three girls next to him did not react and were lying honestly on the bed. Only Momo pouted and said, "Oni, you have called three times, and I have gotten up three times. It's very cold outside the bed!"

"Oh, believe me, it must be ours this time." Nayeon said confidently.

"Oni, how do you know?" Sana, who was lying on the upper bunk of momo, put down the magazine in her hand and turned her head to Nayeon.

"Intuition, woman's intuition!"

Before Nayeon could continue to pretend, Mina, who had not spoken, spoke: "Ohni, you said so a few times ago."

"The previous few times were just mistakes. Is there no error allowed?" Nayeon, who was criticized, defended himself in discontently.

"Then Oni, just make a mistake slowly, I'll lie down for a while." Sana said, pulling the quilt on her body, picking up the magazine she had just put down and continuing to read it. Momo and Mina also echoed.

Nayeon couldn't help but look at his three relatives, then turned around and continued to look at the window, and looked down at the look downstairs.

Song Yuhao went downstairs and took out a small whiteboard from behind that originally wrote the menu in the store. Because the customer asked not to go upstairs, and today was the weekend, and it was so early, and he didn't have a cell phone. If he shouted to communicate downstairs, it would definitely affect others. So Song Yuhao brought this whiteboard to prepare to communicate with writing and upstairs.

Song Yuhao was writing the price when he suddenly exclaimed and stopped writing. He suddenly realized that even if he finished writing, she would not be able to see it without asking others to come to the window. Thinking of this, Song Yuhao scratched the back of his head with some confusion, then looked up at the window and prepared to think of another way, but this look happened to meet Lin Nayeon's gaze.

Song Yuhao reacted quickly. He was afraid that Lin Nayeon would disappear in a while, so he had to think of other ways at that time, so he immediately raised the sign with the price. However, Song Yuhao was a little puzzled. After just lifting his whiteboard, the girl at the window upstairs suddenly retreated back to the room, but after a while, the girl put on a pair of glasses and poked her head out, and there were two small heads next to her.

"Get up quickly, this time I'm really here!"

"Is it intuition again?" Sana said motionlessly on the bed.

"I saw it this time!"

"So what if I see it..." Sana suddenly reacted halfway through her words and immediately got up from the bed and got up quickly like Mina, who stood up quickly on the bed next to her, looked in a good manner. The two of them had a tacit understanding and immediately lifted the quilt and got out of the bed and rushed towards the window.

"Really come?" Sana also poked her head out of the window and said while looking.

"Other people's board has our door number written on it." Nayeon pushed his glasses and continued to see: "It seems that the price is also written, emmm, it is 40,000 won in total."

"Momo also needs to be seen!" When the three of them occupied the window and cared about the whiteboard in Song Yuhao's hand, a weak voice came from behind.

"Stop looking at it, momo, go and bring the shoelaces we picked up last night." Nayeon directed momo and walked to his bed and picked up his wallet.

"Oh." Momo was very curious but took the shoelaces very obediently.

"How much do you think you're going to pay for takeout? I promised to add money to others yesterday." Nayeon walked over with his wallet and asked.

"I think I'd better give it a little more, after all, we have no other choice." Sana said.

Momo and Mina also nodded, as if they agreed to sana's opinion.

"Okay." Nayeon first pulled out four 10,000 yuan banknotes from his wallet, then took out a 5,000-degree banknote and put it in a small pocket, and then sent it downstairs with the shoelaces he had picked up last night.

Song Yuhao took down the pockets of money downstairs and found that there were 5,000 yuan more, so he was obviously stunned. He originally planned to charge a 1,000 yuan errand fee, but he didn't expect the girl to be so generous. Song Yuhao was stunned for a while, but soon came to his senses. He first put the things Lin Nayeon ordered into his prepared pocket and tied them carefully on the strap, and then pulled them to indicate that it was done.

While the girls were carefully pulling their breakfast, Song Yuhao wiped the whiteboard clean and rewritten a line of words.

"Oni, he seems to have written something again." Mina, who was concerned about whether breakfast would fall, noticed Song Yuhao's actions and said.

"What have you written?" Nayeon said.

"I can't see clearly." Mina shook her head and said.

"You pull it first, I'll take a look." Nayeon said, handing the belt in his hand to Mina and then walked to the window by himself.

Song Yuhao actually wrote very simple, just a short line of words: "You give the takeaway fee too much, 1,000 yuan per time, and the extra money is considered to be paid in advance."

Although Song Yuhao wanted to receive the 5,000 yuan at one time, he still remembered what the teacher said to him on the day he dropped out of school.

...

"Report!"

"Come in."

"Teacher, this is my application for withdrawal from school. The Academic Affairs Office asked you to sign a letter."

"There is no rush to do this. I'll ask you first, do you have to drop out of school?"

"kindness."

"I also know what's going on at home. If you want, I can help you until you finish college."

"Teacher, I appreciate your kindness. I know you have always taken good care of me, but I am not alone. I have the responsibility I have to take on, so I am sorry for the teacher."

"With your grades...oh, forget it, I won't say much, but have you really thought about it?"

"Um."

"...Okay, then I, the teacher, will teach you the last lesson. Actually, there are not many, just eight words."

"Teacher, you said."

"How much does it do, how much does it cost."

"Teacher, it shouldn't be..."

"Yes, I know, what people often say is how much money you need and how much you do. But remember to take money and do things, the initiative is in the hands of others, and take money when doing things and get money, the initiative is in your own hands."

"I remember, teacher."

"You have to rely on yourself in the future. You must pay attention to safety and you can earn money slowly. Do you understand?"

"Um."

...

Song Yuhao always remembered the teacher's words. It was precisely this sentence that Uncle Li decided to keep Song Yuhao, who was so young, in the store and gradually increased his salary.

However, Song Yuhao is also quite smart. If you calculate the prepayment this time, those who do not violate their creed will earn 5,000 yuan, which is nothing more than a few more trips. In this way, there will be a chance to become a stable income, after all, small profits and quick turnover.

Although Song Yuhao has become accustomed to this situation, this is the first time Lin Nayeon has seen such a person and is unwilling to make money there.

When Lin Nayeon was stunned, Song Yuhao downstairs confirmed that the girl above saw her whiteboard, then put it away and prepared to return to the store.

"Nayeoni, I haven't seen the delivery guy before. Why have you been watching it for so long?" Sana said while carefully putting the pulled-up pocket on the newspaper that had been laid out long ago.

Lin Nayeon looked at Song Yuhao riding an electric donkey out of the community gate and shook his head and said softly: "No, he is a little different."
Chapter completed!