Zongman: I accidentally picked up a JK

Each class at the University of Tokyo does not have its own classroom, so unlike the cultural festivals in high school, there is a dedicated building for things like the cafe.

Every year, it is a lottery format. Each group registers first and then draws a spot.

The five-story food building, everyone knows that the upper floors are not a good location. If you really want to go shopping, there are too many places to choose from, there is no need to climb five floors on an empty stomach.

Unless the restaurant has attractive enough features, such as Mingyou.

When Mingyou put on the navy blue uniform, which was similar in style to the Dongli uniform, and appeared in front of his classmates, many girls felt as if they were back in their youth.

It's been a long time since I saw Mingyou in this outfit. Once the top star in the milk industry in Bunkyo Ward, he returned in another identity - a doorman at a coffee shop.

It was rare for Yang Noi to come to the class, and the classmates also understood that Miss Kujo's club project obviously needed to be treated more cautiously.

Mingyou’s presence is enough. He can sell 180 yen milk for 380 yen. No one doubts Mingyou’s sales ability.

"Is it okay for me to just stand there and do nothing?" Mingyou asked Kangtai.

"It was the same when you were selling milk, right? My sister said that Luo Luo-jun was so attractive that people couldn't take their eyes off him even when he did nothing."

"The hairstyle was suitable at that time." Mingyou touched his hair, "Forget it, I'll just do it myself today."

"That's great. Mingyou, it's up to you to decide which store we can go to celebrate tomorrow night!"

When running a coffee shop, making money is a must. The quality of the celebration party depends on how much income can be generated in the past two days.

"Okay, okay." Mingyou closed his eyes, found his state, and came to the window in the corridor.

Other receptionists would solicit customers outside the building, but Mingyou did not do that.

He just stood in front of the window, without saying a word, with a smile on his face caused by Marie Yuyu and the others.

Some people become the focus even if they do nothing. In Dongli Tiao, someone once threw 50 bottles of milk but still couldn't buy Mingyou's smile, but now he can easily appear at a height that can be seen when looking up.

A doorman was forced to have a sacred feeling of transcending the mundane world and benefiting all living beings.

Mingyou works so hard, of course, not for the class income, but for Li Qinghe, Manari and others who will be here soon.

His efforts were not in vain. After only ten minutes, the people queuing in front of the cafe filled the entire corridor.

"Please don't block the normal traffic route! Line up in an orderly manner! You will definitely get a seat! Don't push!"

Kang Tai and a few other people were busy and sweating. They expected that if Mingyou was placed at the reception desk, the business would be booming, but the line that stretched all the way to the first floor stairs still caught them off guard.

“There are too many people!”

Mingyou thought so too. When would it be his young ladies' turn? They couldn't openly use their privilege to cut in line in this situation, right?

Moreover, there are not enough ingredients and chefs. The students in charge of preparing simple meals are almost making sparks from the kitchen utensils, but they still cannot keep up with the accumulated orders.

His charm is second only to Li Qinghe, and a little too scary.

"That's right!"

Mingyou took some time out to call Inoue.

"Hey, boss, do you sell milk?"

"Aren't you in the café?"

"Ah, you're here too?"

"My niece is coming and is waiting in line at your place. Damn, you really have a good face."

"Hey, how can I eat the free food of a rich lady?" Ming You has never been modest on this point. "Boss, please have someone bring the milk over quickly, otherwise your niece will wait in line for a whole day and still not be able to get it. I will just sell one bottle of milk to each person."

Inoue immediately understood Mingyou's meaning and quickly asked the store employees to bring all the milk from Dongli Tiao over.

More than half an hour later, Dashan and his colleagues struggled to deliver the milk to the fifth floor.

But I don’t feel tired because I can definitely make money today!

"I'm very sorry, but the seats in the store are limited. We can't provide you with a comfortable dining environment." Mingyou held the milk in one hand and the bottle wall in the other, with a dazzling smile on his face, and offered the milk with both hands, "I hope this bottle of milk will satisfy you."

“Aaaaaaaaa—”

I was not unhappy after receiving it.

Originally, Mingyou was not a waiter, but just a greeter at the door. If you went in to eat, you wouldn't see Mingyou. Obviously, there were far more people who came for beauty than for food. Choosing to eat was more out of fear of leaving an impression of taking advantage.

Now you can solve the problem perfectly. A bottle of milk costs only 500 yen, and you can enjoy Luo Luo's smile and gentleness. It's really worth the money!

It not only solves the problem of queuing, but also solves the problem of manpower and ingredients, and creates extra income for Dongli Tiao and the class, killing two birds with one stone.

The prerequisite is that milk is limited to one bottle per person. If you choose milk, you cannot dine, otherwise it will only add more trouble.

"It's a great profit!"

A bottle of milk costs 500 yen, with a profit of 400 yen, which is split - between Torijo and the cafe.

No matter how large the passenger flow of Dongli Tiao is, it cannot compare to Dongda where Emperor Tang is visiting today. What's more, Mingyou is always on business trips and never works overtime.

It's a win-win situation. The only one who's worried is Mingyou, whose cheeks hurt from laughing.

"Mom, mom, Miss Youyou Yangno, why haven't you come yet!"

In fact, they had already arrived.

But again, Mingyou is just a greeter, not a waiter, and cannot enjoy any further services.

Today, female college student Li Qinghe wants to be willful for once. She forces herself to endure the pain of seeing her son tired. She chooses to go to the opposite side of the food building, at the same height, and use a telescope to watch her son's posture of welcoming guests.

“Ahhhh! Son! How can you be so handsome!?”

Manari and the others looked very proud as well.

"Hmph, man, you are only allowed to smile like this to me tonight!"

"It's Daiyou that I saw in Torijo in the past!"

"Mingyou-sama~ I really want Mingyou-sama to hold my milk~"

"Dad is so handsome!"

After watching for a while, Li Qinghe's son's energy bar was basically satisfied, and he finally returned to his mother Li Qinghe.

"My son and brother are so tired, let's go. Manari, don't forget to let Mingyou leave in the name of club activities."

"Okay, Sister Ruoli."

Today, everyone has to call Li Qinghe sister.

Relying on Li Qinghe's aura, the crowd automatically made way for them, allowing them to reach the fifth floor without any hindrance.

"mom--"

The moment Mingyou saw Li Qinghe, he almost cried out.

I am so tired. Inoue brought a lot of milk. Mingyou can sell a bottle of milk every 15 seconds on average. He didn't stop for three hours and still didn't sell out.

The fastest record of 720 bottles. If it weren't for the one bottle limit per person, this record would be even more exaggerated.

The moment her son's eyes met, Li Qinghe's heartache almost made her shout "Son!"

"It's over! You only cared about yourself and made my son so tired!"

"Good brother, sister is here!"

Li Qinghe ran over and hugged Mingyou. This scene of deep sibling love made many people in the queue and Kangtai and others realize how much of a burden their seemingly admiring behavior had put on Mingyou.

Although Mingyou looked calm and relaxed, he must be almost passed out from exhaustion! Smiling non-stop for three hours must have caused him to be deprived of oxygen!

"It turns out that Luo Luo-kun/Luo-san has been holding on for us!"

Mingyou's popularity has further increased after today, and he has even passively integrated into the class. He no longer has the sense of distance that made him difficult to approach before.

But after Manari and the others looked at each other, they rolled their eyes in their hearts.

Mingyou, who can flirt and pound for ten hours without stopping, would feel tired? He would only feel mentally exhausted.

He just wanted to take the opportunity to have them serve him!

Tonight, it has to be another foursome.

"Dad is so handsome!"

Only Kotoko is innocent and cute.