After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

"No." Su Xiaoxiao's eyes turned cold as she answered decisively.

"Why? What's wrong with making an exception?"

"No means no." Su Xiaoxiao looked at her, showing no sign of backing down.

"It's all based on the queue, first come, first served. Anyone who breaks the rules will never be allowed to enter Lin's Shop again. If you want a drink, go queue up on Jin Street yourself."

The woman in the designer down jacket snapped, "In this freezing snow, you expect us to queue up? It's something you'd do on a whim..."

The corridor was completely silent.

Everyone was stunned by this rule that left no room for negotiation.

"Then...what do we do?" A girl wearing glasses asked, her voice trembling with despair. "Does that mean we won't be able to get soy milk?"

"If you want to drink it, there's only one way."

Su Xiaoxiao pointed towards the stairwell: "Go to Jin Street yourself. Queue up, buy, and drink right there."

"We open at seven o'clock every morning. If you're not there before five o'clock, you won't even get a spot."

Upon hearing this, all the girls in the corridor gasped in shock.

It was 5 a.m., and the temperature outside was -15 degrees Celsius.

We still had to stand in the heavy snow for more than two hours.

This is practically torture for college students who can't even get up for their 8 AM classes.

Many people looked hesitant and silently put their phones back in their pockets.

"Forget it, getting up at five o'clock to queue up is freezing. I'd rather sleep a little longer in the dorm." A girl muttered, turning around and walking back.

"Yeah, this is too much suffering. Never mind."

The crowd began to slowly disperse.

But not everyone gave up.

But the girl with glasses gritted her teeth and didn't leave.

She stared at Su Xiaoxiao and asked, "Xiaoxiao, if I just queue up, am I guaranteed to buy it?"

"As long as you get to the front of the line." Su Xiaoxiao nodded affirmatively.

"Okay." The girl with glasses turned to look at her roommates.

"I failed advanced mathematics last year, and if I fail again, I won't even get my degree. I'm going to line up at four tomorrow morning. Are you guys going?"

"Go away! I've already failed twice. If I fail again this time, my mom will definitely beat me to death."

"Count me in, let's go as a group tomorrow morning."

Several girls facing the risk of failing their courses hit it off immediately and quickly went back to their dorm to find warm clothes.

The corridor finally became quiet.

"Click".

Su Xiaoxiao pushed open the dormitory door and went inside, locking it behind her to completely shut out the noise from outside.

She leaned against the door, let out a long sigh of helplessness, and rubbed her throbbing temples.

"Xiaoxiao, you've worked hard. You have to deal with so many people every day." Li Na sat at the table, flipping through a book as she joked with a smile.

"You're the most popular person at Jiangcheng University right now. Even the student union president doesn't have your kind of influence. Dozens of people line up at the door every day to give you money."

Su Xiaoxiao walked to the table, picked up her thermos, took a sip of warm water to moisten her throat, and shook her head with a wry smile:

"This isn't the first time something like this has happened. I've experienced firsthand how crazy these people at our school can be."

Chen Min peeked out from the upper bunk and said with lingering fear, "You bet. Last time Xiaoxiao brought back sour plum drink concentrate from the store, it was even more outrageous than today."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded, put down her water glass, and pulled out a chair to sit down.

Come to think of it, when plum juice first became popular on the forum, she didn't even dare to leave the house for a few days.

Every morning before I even wake up, someone knocks on my door asking me to buy things for them.

On my way to the cafeteria, strangers would come up to me on WeChat and ask to pay an extra 200 yuan for a can.

The most outrageous thing was that rich kid from the next class, who ran up to our girls' dormitory in the middle of the night and shouted at us just to get his girlfriend a can of plum juice. He made the dormitory supervisor so angry that she chased him away with a broom.

Su Xiaoxiao recalled the scene and couldn't help but laugh and cry.

"The things Boss Lin makes just have that magic," Wang Jia chimed in from the side.

"Once you've tasted it, you'll never want to look at anything else. Whether it's a big boss or us poor students, everyone has to bow down in front of Boss Lin's skills."

Looking at the clean stainless steel insulated container on the table, Su Xiaoxiao's admiration for Lin Fan deepened even further.

She knows best how hard Lin Fan works in the kitchen every day, and she also knows best that behind those seemingly unreasonable "rigid rules" is Lin Fan's absolute insistence on food quality.

"Alright, everyone, let's get back to our studies." Su Xiaoxiao put her mind at ease and opened her textbook.

"Tomorrow morning will probably be another tough battle; Jin Street is definitely going to be packed with these people."

It's not just the girls' dormitories.

In the men's dormitory, the news on the forum also caused a sensation.

Several senior male students, nearing graduation and still failing their major courses, met up on the balcony at the end of the corridor.

"I have a Computer Principles exam tomorrow. If I fail this course, I'll have to graduate late. Guys, is this soy milk really that magical?" a tall guy asked, smoking a cigarette.

"Who cares if it's miraculous or not, we'll try anything now." Another guy with a buzz cut stubbed out his cigarette.

"I just inquired, and it's completely hopeless for Su Xiaoxiao to resell it; she's not accepting a single penny. If you want to drink it, you'll have to queue up yourself."

"Tomorrow morning at four, Golden Street. Want to go?"

"Go for it! I can stay up all night in an internet cafe in the dead of winter, what's two hours standing in the snow? Let's do it!"

That night, undercurrents were stirring on the campus of Jiangcheng University.

As if by prior arrangement, those who usually stay up late playing games or watching dramas were unusually early in bed tonight.

Everyone had their alarm set for 3:30 a.m. on their phones by their bedsides.

4:30 a.m.

The snowstorm showed no signs of stopping. The temperature dropped to minus fifteen degrees Celsius.

The streets of Jin Street were deserted. The streetlights cast a dim, yellowish light onto the thick snow.

At the end of the street, two blinding beams of headlights pierced through the wind and snow.

A black Maybach and a Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly drove by on the snow-covered road.

The vehicle stopped at the entrance to Jin Street.

The car door opened.

Li Dayong, wearing an expensive mink coat, and Chairman Chen, wrapped in a pure black cashmere coat, got out of the car one after the other.

"Old Chen, I deliberately left half an hour earlier today. Yesterday, Old Huang and the others messed things up, but I'm determined to take first place today, no matter what." Li Dayong said, breathing out white puffs of air as he walked.

"Dayong, don't be too sure of anything." Chairman Chen pushed up his glasses and looked ahead.

When Li Dayong walked to the door, preparing to stand in his own designated spot, number 1.

He was completely stunned.

On the steps, a row of young people were squatting, wrapped up like rice dumplings.

A dozen or so college students lined up neatly at the entrance, completely blocking it.

Everyone was holding a book, trembling as they memorized English words and math formulas by the dim light of the street lamp.

Li Dayong and the group of college students stared at each other blankly.

It took Li Dayong a full five seconds to react.

He pointed at the group of young people, their eyes wide open, wrapped in down jackets and scarves with only their eyes showing:

"What...what are you doing? Why are you reading outside Boss Lin's door in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

The crew-cut boy looked up from his calculus textbook and sized Li Dayong up and down. He retorted without hesitation:

"Uncle, what do you know? We're the ones with physics cheat codes who won't fail their finals. If you want something to eat, go to the back of the line."

Li Dayong was so shocked by the retort that he almost fainted.