No one believes that I am time-traveled

For teenagers this age, happiness can be very simple.

A hearty lunch will satisfy them all.

After eating, everyone sat lazily on the lawn next to the big playground to digest.

Xiong Wenbin asked curiously: "Little Xingxing, what did my sister give you?" It looked like an ordinary file bag, so I don't know if it contained super-secret things.The teenagers are very familiar with sister Shao's family, and usually call her sister directly.

"Aren't I going to open a cat cafe? My sister collected some information for me on the Internet. She also found out the plan she made when she opened the pet shop. Although pet shops are different from cat cafes , but I read the plan she wrote, maybe I can sum up some experience from it." Shao Xingchen's voice was full of youthful vigor, "Hey, you all have to help me!"

"Okay, I will help you." Yu Lin joked, "How much salary does Boss Shao plan to pay us?"

"Damn, you still ask me for salary? Didn't I treat you all to dinner? The meal just now was for nothing?"

"Then you will make a lot of money. You have cheated such an excellent employee like us with just one meal." Yu Lin made a handsome gesture.

Shao Xingchen chuckled: "I've already thought about it. Brother Yu and I are in charge of selecting the location for the cat cafe. Daxiong helps me think about the decoration style and store culture of the cat cafe. Yue Weixin helps me train the cat employees. Xiao Ming, the personnel Part of it must be handed over to our almighty Xiao Ming! We all work together, as long as we really get investment from my dad, it’s fine if we lose money, and if we make money, I’ll give everyone dividends!"

After a pause, Shao Xingchen said again: "Of course, I think we will definitely not lose money!"

The teenagers are eager to prove themselves to the world, and none of them lack the spirit of Teddy, and they wish to be successful every day.

Shao Xingchen put his hand on the file bag first, then motioned for Guan Mingzhe to put a hand on the back of his hand, then Xiong Wenbin pressed on the back of Guan Mingzhe's hand, then Yu Lin, and finally Yue Weixin.The hands of the boys overlapped like this.

Shao Xingchen said loudly: "Done!"

Then everyone shouted together: "Done!"

That is to say, they are only in the second year of high school now, and Bailan High School is not the kind of school that is obsessed with the rate of admission, so Shao Xingchen can figure out what to do.Among the people present, except for Guan Mingzhe and Yue Weixin, the remaining three people did not have any special persistent pursuit of academics, but were more playful.As for Guan Mingzhe, who already had good grades, Yue Weixin was very capable of self-study, so he was able to make trouble with them.Shao's parents pay great attention to the cultivation of their children's abilities, and Shao Xingchen's sister also started a business when she was studying.

"Where is the cat cafe going to open? Have you drawn a general range in your mind?" Guan Mingzhe asked.

Shao Xingchen did have some ideas, and said enthusiastically: "How about looking for a place near our school? If we really drive to a place like the city center, the flow of people is huge, but the rent is also high. On the contrary, our school Nearby, the rent is relatively cheap, and this area is still a residential area. I see many white-collar workers take the subway to work in the Third Ring CBD in the morning, and take the subway back here to rest in the evening. Their houses are rented here. Then, our customers mainly It's the students and these white-collar workers. How about it?"

I usually do business with students, and I do business with white-collar workers during holidays.

"If you think so...then the direction of our publicity can be on 'decompression'. Isn't there always that kind of social news, because the programmers are under too much work pressure, so the company hired a cat and gave the cat every month. To pay wages, what it usually does is to let programmers breathe, help them decompress, and keep them healthy. This shows that the current white-collar workers are under a lot of work pressure. If our cat coffee is a place that can make them feel If it’s a relaxing place, then they will definitely come here often.” Guan Mingzhe said.

Now is the brainstorming stage, everyone has what to say, and there is no specific direction.

Xiong Wenbin said: "I searched the Internet and found that there are two problems with many cat cafes. One is the bad smell in the room, and the other is that there are cat hairs everywhere in the room. We will try to avoid these two problems when the time comes. Point. First of all, you must pay attention to ventilation in the house, especially the place where the cat litter box is placed. Things made of bamboo feel very cold in winter, but we have heating anyway, right? It’s easier to take care of than fabric. Take a strong vacuum cleaner every day when you close the shop, and you won’t leave so much hair.”

Shao Xingchen felt that what the brothers said made sense, so he quickly took a piece of paper and wrote it down.

Yue Weixin thought for a while and said, "I know you have the intention to help stray animals, but don't choose all the cat employees hired by the cat cafe from stray cats, you should borrow two docile and clingy pet cats from your sister. After all, cats are wild and not so family friendly. Also, did we make good store rules from the beginning, such as not allowing customers to feed cats casually? I’m afraid they will be spoiled.”

"It is indeed forbidden to feed them. Some cats are very spoiled and always beg for food from customers, so they will be overnourished." Shao Xingchen nodded and said, "So we have to provide other channels for customers to express their love to cat employees. Cough , or we want to stimulate customers' consumption desire in other places and coax them to spend their money. For example, we can hold excellent cat employee selection activities on a monthly basis. When customers order a drink, they get a ticket, which they can vote for. Cat. Or we can give each cat employee a gift, and the customer will get a ticket for every dollar spent. The specific rules will be determined at that time, anyway, that’s what it means.”

"A profiteer!" Yu Lin gave Shao Xingchen a thumbs-up, "Your store will definitely make money. I'll just wait for the dividend!"

"I'm not a profiteer, I'm a good citizen!" Shao Xingchen quickly raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

The teenagers laughed together.

After autumn, the weather is still getting colder day by day.When the sun shines on my body, I no longer feel sunburned, but feel warm and very comfortable.Yue Weixin was a little sleepy.He got up too early yesterday, and was dragged by Yu Bokai to exercise in the morning and evening, so his physical strength couldn't keep up.He couldn't help yawning, leaned towards Yu Lin automatically, and said vaguely: "I want to squint for a while. You can continue talking, don't worry about me." After saying these few words, he again I yawned.

Yu Lin helped Yue Weixin lean his head on his shoulder, and whispered, "Then go to sleep, go to sleep."

Yue Weixin closed his eyes obediently, and everyone's voices suddenly softened.I was originally discussing cat coffee, but changed the subject while talking.Xiong Wenbin complained that the current head teacher is too strict, and every class meeting has to train for half a class. He misses the days when he was in the sixth class.Guan Mingzhe said that the junior high school student he met recently as a part-time job needed tutoring. In fact, his foundation was quite solid. It was because his parents were too demanding, which made the child nervous during the exams, and he did worse every time.

Guan Mingzhe said: "In my opinion, instead of asking me to be his tutor, it would be more effective to hire a psychiatrist for the child. But I can't tell the couple that they are very stubborn, and they don't know. You think I'm cursing their kids to be crazy!"

"Hurry up and quit this tutoring job, lest they still blame you for being useless." Yu Lin said.

"Well, I won't do it after this month." Guan Mingzhe said.

Yu Lin gave Guan Mingzhe another idea and said: "Isn't our deputy class teacher a psychology teacher? You can consult him to see how to resolve this situation for that student. Anyway, let's do our best. His grades are not good. I don't blame you for going."

Guan Mingzhe nodded: "Then I'll go find a psychology teacher when I'm free."

While talking, Yue Weixin had already entered a state of light sleep.He felt like he had turned into a bird. He could still hear Yu Lin's voice faintly in his ears, but his consciousness flew higher and higher, flying all the way into the air.He used Baiyun as a rocking chair, wobbling and wobbling again and again.Then, he seemed to see Mr. Song, who was answering the phone call from the parents of the students.

"...Okay, I see, I will give Song Xixi and Song Rongrong a leave of absence immediately." Teacher Song comforted the other party with a heavy expression, "We don't want this kind of thing to happen. You must also take care of yourself..."

Yue Weixin woke up suddenly.In an instant, countless stars fell into his eyes, and those eyes were too beautiful to be real.

"I saw it!" Yue Weixin muttered, "I know the reason why they asked for leave. Mr. Song had an accident." His hands fumbled in his pockets, as if he was looking for his mobile phone.Everyone looked at him in surprise.But Yue Weixin couldn't care less about explaining for a while.

From Yu Lin's point of view, Yue Weixin seemed to wake up from a nightmare.

For a moment, Yu Lin was very confused.Who can tell him how to comfort someone who has a nightmare?Is it to hug him and kiss his forehead, then pat him on the back, call him baby, and tell him not to be afraid?Yu Lin's face suddenly turned red.

Yue Weixin finally got his hands on the phone. He got up and took two quick steps, walked to the tree next to him, called Yu Bokai, and as soon as the call was connected, he said, "Uncle Yu, I know the reason why the monitor and the school committee asked for leave. Their father Something happened, just this evening, and they were seriously injured for some reason, and then their mother would ask them for leave, and wanted to take the children and rush to her husband's side as soon as possible."

"Mr. Song seems to be on a business trip in Waddlesley? He is currently staying in the capital of Waddlesley?" Yu Bokai said.These are all the materials collected by the Special Security Office after Yue Weixin made his third prophecy.The time in Veddersley is two hours faster than that in China.

"Is it still too late? It's already 12:30 noon on our side, and it's 02:30 pm on their side. If the evening when the accident happened refers to the time on their side, calculated by five o'clock, then the time before his accident happened It's only been two and a half hours."

"In time." Yu Bokai said, "I'll send someone to Mr. Song right away."

"Really?"

"It's also a coincidence that we happen to have a small team on a mission in Wildersley," Yu Bokai said.It might be a little troublesome if someone was urgently transferred from China.But it was also Mr. Song's luck. At this time, the Special Security Office happened to have a small team active there, and the relationship between the Chinese government and the local government of Widdlesley had always been good. They could definitely work with the local government.

Yu Bokai immediately agreed to protect Mr. Song. Since Mr. Song is a Chinese citizen, they must not abandon their own citizens when they knew that something would happen to him.The second is to verify Yue Weixin's prophecy ability, which is a high priority.

Yue Weixin breathed a sigh of relief, and he knew that it was right to find the country when encountering difficulties.

After Yu Bokai hung up the phone, he immediately contacted Deputy Team Liu: "...let Ah Ying and the others rush to Mr. Song's side immediately."

"No problem!" Deputy Captain Liu said.He was sitting in his personal office on the ground floor of the Secret Service.There are several screens open in front of his eyes at the same time, one of which is the big data analysis graph of the Weibo "My friend is time-traveling".

A small micro-blog unexpectedly elicited countless complicated formulas.

"My conjecture seems to have been verified." Deputy Captain Liu whispered to himself.