After sorting things out with Ji Ruyu, Jun Wangchen returned to the Five-Two-Zero Milk Tea Shop as though nothing had happened. Even though it was already eleven at night, plenty of people were still buying milk tea.
Seeing Zhang Zhengxiao and the others run off their feet, Jun Wangchen did not stand around watching. He went straight over to help.
When some fangirls who had just returned to their dorms heard that Jun Wangchen, the little prince of music, had come back to sell milk tea, they rushed over again. Once they discovered that he seemed even more handsome than before, their eyes sparkled as they clamored for autographs and photos.
For a while, the atmosphere was positively electric.
Later, with far too many people buying milk tea, some of the fangirls even started helping the Five-Two-Zero Milk Tea Shop sell drinks in exchange for Jun Wangchen's WeChat contact.
Watching this, Zhang Zhengxiao and the others bitterly regretted not having impressive piano skills themselves. Otherwise, they would have been the ones surrounded by girls instead of Jun Wangchen.
Of course, they were not jealous. They simply felt proud to have a roommate and brother like him.
Time slowly passed. Only when they had been selling drinks until nearly midnight did the stream of student customers finally begin to thin.
Utterly exhausted, Jun Wangchen and the others dragged themselves back to Dormitory Room 520, tired but excited.
"Each cup of milk tea costs about three yuan to make, and we sell it for six, so the net profit per cup is three yuan. We sold nearly ten thousand cups tonight. That means we made almost thirty thousand yuan in four hours!" Ignoring their physical and mental exhaustion, Zhang Zhengxiao and Wang Nuli kept running the numbers on paper. The more they