Cheng Zhu arrived in Tai City, and a cascade of memories from his previous life swarmed him.
On his way, he happened to pass by the first Ming Tea shop in Tai City.
The shop was located at No. 37, Deming East Road.
After some thought, Cheng Zhu picked up his phone and took a photo of this flagship Ming Tea store.
Then, he started to compose a post for his circle of friends.
"Visiting Tai City to exchange ideas with a senior." After completing the text, he added the picture and sent it off.
As a seasoned jerk, he never posted so-called ineffective social media updates.
Unlike some people, constantly sharing melancholic words about seasons changing, along with some late-night emo copywriting.
Then, awkward enough to delete the post seconds after waking up the next day.
Sorry, I was possessed by a ghost last night.
It wasn’t me! I swear it wasn’t me who said those things!
The main purpose of Cheng Zhu’s post was for Wang Yunan to see.
—Flowers’ sedan chair; lifted by humans for humans.
After all, the guy was both a senior and a pioneer in the bubble tea industry; a little flattery wouldn’t hurt.
He came to Tai City this time with ambition; he had some interesting ideas about Ming Tea.
Therefore, he didn’t mind making a friendly gesture first to show his amicable intentions.
After all, his reputation in the traditional bubble tea industry was probably not that great.
The slogans he started with were bold, and they indeed had an impact on their profits.
"True, my stores haven’t spread across the whole Jiangnan region yet."
"But brands like theirs are built on a franchise model."
"After Youu Tea burst onto the scene, these traditional bubble tea franchises definitely felt the impact."
"In fact, from some industry data I’ve gotten since the beginning of this year, there are fewer people joining these brands compared to the same period last year."
"If everything were normal, this year should definitely be better than the last."
There’s no helping it, now many believe traditional bubble tea is being phased out, unable to keep up with the new era.
It’s quite natural for many who wished to franchise to hesitate after seeing Youu Tea’s business model.
Of course, Cheng Zhu’s post wasn’t intended solely for Wang Yunan to see.
In Hang City, Technology University dormitory.
Zhang Qiqi had applied a gorgeous makeup look and changed into a new outfit, planning to probe Cheng Zhu later to see if there was a chance to meet.
If not, she would go to a Youu Tea shop to use her voucher and take some beautiful photos.
The school-uniform style clothes she had on were actually sent to her for a "photo shoot."
As a web influencer, you need a plethora of new clothes for different photo sessions; some merchants send their clothes for influencers to showcase in their pictures.
This is a common win-win marketing practice.
Thus, many minor Weibo influencers appear to have an endless supply of new clothes.
This indirectly drives more and more young girls to dream of joining the ranks of web influencers.
It seems like they just spend their days eating, drinking, and being merry, taking photos—a truly blissful life.
In reality, Zhang Qiqi was also paid by the merchants.
Choosing to take a photo with a "Passionfruit Double Blast" was purely her own personal product placement.
The merchant paid her to promote this new school-uniform line, yet covertly she still helped promote Youu Tea.
Everything prepared, she propped her left hand on her cheek, phone in her right hand, and began contemplating an excuse to chat with Cheng Zhu.
She couldn’t think of a good pretext just yet.
Like many bootlickers, Qiqi found herself inexplicably opening his social media profile.
Even though there was no new content to see, and she had viewed the old posts several times already.
But, as she clicked open his profile this time, she was greeted with news that Cheng Zhu had already arrived in Tai City.
"What? He actually went to Tai City?" Being a native of Tai City herself, Zhang Qiqi was taken aback.
In an instant, she felt she had missed out on so much!
"If I had known he was going to Tai City on business, I would have gone home this weekend!" Zhang Qiqi was filled with regret.
At that moment, she was even pondering in her head,
"Should I take a bus back today?" The web-influencing school beauty was caught in a dilemma.
At the very least, as a Tai City native, she should have a chat with Cheng Zhu, right?
Coincidentally, at the same moment in Hang City, a woman was even more conflicted, her inner turmoil greater.
In the Shen family residence, Shen Qingning was sitting in her room, with two concert tickets laid on the table.
One was from the Shanghai performance, torn up and then pieced back together, and the other was for tonight’s show in Tai City.
Yes, Zhou Jielun’s concert in Tai City was this very evening!
"He went to Tai City." Shen Qingning thought to herself.
The usually composed girl looked somewhat distraught at this moment.
Although Cheng Zhu’s post suggested he was in Tai City purely for work-related reasons, akin to a business trip,
Wang Yunan was a graduate of Technology University, and most of the university’s students knew that Ming Tea was founded by an alumnus.
Shen Qingning had also heard about this.
But the issue was, he happened to be in Shanghai for business when the Shanghai concert was held, and now he was in Tai City for work when the Tai City concert was on...
Could it really be such a coincidence?
Right then and there, the haughty girl already had her answer.
When she received the ticket for the Tai City concert, she had contemplated it. She didn’t need to fret over whether Cheng Zhu had attended the Shanghai concert; the real question was where he would be on the night of the Tai City concert!