Chapter 307 Little Cloud's Day
Chapter 307 Little Cloud's Day
Saturday, Tunghai University.
Xiao Yunqing found a quiet classroom.
The business school building was quiet on the weekend, with only the sound of the wind rustling the curtains in the corridors.
She chose a small classroom in the corner of the third floor. The window faced several ginkgo trees, and sunlight filtered through the leaves, falling on the table.
She placed the computer on the table, plugged it in, and pressed the power button.
This laptop was bought by Song Huan.
She was overjoyed for a long time when he agreed.
That night, Xiao Yunqing tossed and turned in bed, wondering if he would bring it over in person, what to say when they met, and whether she should treat him to the fried rice at the new restaurant on the third floor of the cafeteria...
I heard it's delicious, and lots of couples go there to eat!
The next day, she found another man waiting for her downstairs at the dormitory.
Xiao Yunqing had met Chen Fei, the person in charge of Xiaoyunduo Esports.
Slightly chubby, carrying a laptop bag, with a憨厚 (honest and simple) smile.
"Miss Xiao, the boss asked me to bring your computer over."
Xiao Yunqing took the laptop bag, pouting unhappily.
"What a bastard!"
She immediately guessed that Song Huan had outsourced the task she had given him again.
Later, when I questioned him on QQ, he euphemistically said, "Specialists do special things," and that Chen Fei was reliable and more dependable than if he delivered it himself.
Well, what can Little Cloud say? After all, it's a computer that our Boss Song paid for.
She hugged her laptop bag, said thank you, and turned to go upstairs.
As I reached the corner of the stairs, I couldn't resist and took out my phone to send him a message: "Can't you just come by yourself?"
He replied quickly: "Next time, definitely."
She looked at those four words, pouted again, and stuffed her phone back into her pocket.
On the computer desktop, Song Huan had already sent over the documents for the food delivery project.
A folder named "Nanjiang-Donghai Overseas Delivery Platform Project Proposal".
Inside, there were over a dozen documents neatly organized, categorized into market analysis, technical architecture, operating models, and financial budgets.
Xiao Yunqing opened the first document.
She studied e-commerce, and when she first heard him explain what this food delivery platform was, she only had a vague understanding. Now she has a systematic document on it.
She flipped through the pages with great interest.
The document is open.
She started reading from the first page.
Market analysis, including the distribution of restaurants around Nanjiang University Town, a survey of students' consumption habits, and calculations of delivery radius and delivery time.
The technical architecture separates the user end, merchant end, and delivery end, and includes modular design for the order system, payment system, and scheduling system.
The operational model involves a three-stage implementation plan: merchant onboarding, user subsidies, and the establishment of a delivery team.
Xiao Yunqing was increasingly shocked as she looked at it.
She had only been studying e-commerce for less than a month. In class, Professor Ye had said that e-commerce has huge potential and market in the future, and will change the landscape of the entire retail industry.
The food delivery platform designed by Song Huan brings offline restaurants online, allowing users to order online and have the platform handle the delivery.
This coincides with Professor Ye's concept of e-commerce.
It is even more specific and practical than the cases in textbooks.
She stared at the screen, her eyes shining.
Slide your finger across the touchpad to flip through the pages one by one.
Xiao Yunqing couldn't help but let her mind wander.
If I could get involved and help him...
That way, he won't abandon himself when he starts his business.
She pursed her lips, pulled the document back to the first page, and started revising from the beginning.
Adjusting the format, optimizing the wording, and streamlining the logic, we transformed overly technical expressions into language more suitable for research grant applications.
Her small fingers tapped away on the keyboard, a rapid, rhythmic tapping, all thanks to the days Song Huan took her to internet cafes to play games.
Change from daytime to afternoon.
The ginkgo leaves outside the window changed from bright to dark, and the sunlight moved from the tabletop to the wall, and then moved away from the wall.
She only drank a few sips of the honey grapefruit tea she had brought that morning.
After correcting the last word, she saved the document and closed her laptop.
When I stood up, my head was spinning and my vision went black for a moment.
She held onto the edge of the table, closed her eyes, and waited for the dizziness to pass.
After a few seconds, I finally recovered.
She opened her eyes, stuffed her laptop into her bag, picked up the cup of honey grapefruit tea, and walked out of the classroom.
Ye Lin's office is on the fourth floor of the Business School's administration building.
When Xiao Yunqing knocked on the door, she was holding a USB drive in her hand and looked a little nervous.
"Come in."
She opened the door.
The office was small, with two walls lined with bookshelves filled with textbooks, journals, and collections of papers.
Behind the desk sat a woman in her sixties, with gray hair tied in a bun at the back of her head, and wearing silver-rimmed glasses.
She was reading a paper, with a cup of strong tea beside her.
Ye Lin.
Business School Professor, Xiao Yunqing's professional course teacher.
She looked up and saw it was Xiao Yunqing. She took off her glasses and smiled.
It's like seeing a younger person you like.
"Xiao Xiao, why didn't you go out to play this weekend?" She put down her pen and asked with a smile.
Xiao Yunqing took a deep breath and handed over the USB drive in her hand. "Teacher Ye, I have a proposal for an innovative entrepreneurship project here. I would like to ask you to take a look."
"Oh, you have projects too?"
Ye Lin was somewhat surprised. She took the USB drive and plugged it into the computer.
The file is open.
She put on her glasses and her gaze fell on the screen.
The title of the first page is: Joint Innovation and Entrepreneurship Practice Project between Nanjiang University and Donghai University: University Town Smart Food Delivery Platform.
Her eyebrows lifted slightly.
Xiao Yunqing began to introduce the topic from the side.
The voice was a little soft at first, but gradually opened up as it continued.
Starting with market analysis, we'll discuss the density of restaurants around the university town, the consumption habits of students, and the pain points of the existing telephone ordering system.
Then we'll talk about the business model, including the platform's integration of merchant resources, unified delivery, and user review system.
Next, let's talk about the technical architecture: the separation of the three terminals, the order system, and the delivery scheduling algorithm.
Xiao Yunqing wasn't clear on the technical details, but she had memorized them all.
She spoke very earnestly and meticulously, afraid that Ye Lin wouldn't understand, and also afraid that Ye Lin would think the plan was unacceptable.
Ye Lin listened patiently, her fingers sliding across the mouse as she flipped through the pages.
He didn't say a word.
Xiao Yunqing has finished speaking.
The office fell silent.
After a while, Ye Lin took off her glasses and placed them on the table. She looked at Xiao Yunqing.
Who is the project leader at Nanjing University?
Xiao Yunqing was stunned for a moment.
Then a feeling of joy welled up inside me.
Professor Ye's decision not to immediately deny it suggests there's still a chance!
She began by introducing Song Huan.
When he was mentioned, Xiao Yunqing's eyes sparkled.
Starting with the food alliance, seventeen-year-old Song Huan negotiated with each restaurant on the food street in front of Yucai No.1 Middle School, bringing together all the merchants on the street to issue a food card that offered a 20% discount on purchases.
The two of them ran down together, along with several thousand students from three schools: No. 1 Middle School, No. 12 Middle School, and No. 9 Primary School.
Later, it was sold to Juxian Catering, earning 3.5 million.
Then they opened Xiaoyunduo Esports, two stores in Jiangcheng.
Ye Lin listened without interrupting.
After Xiao Yunqing finished speaking, she nodded.
Then, she casually asked, "Is he your boyfriend?"
Xiao Yunqing was stunned, and her face immediately turned red.
She stammered, her fingers twisting together in front of her, "No, it's just...we grew up together."
Ye Lin looked at her.
I looked at it for two seconds, then smiled.
That kind of laughter wasn't teasing; it was the loving smile of an elder seeing a younger person being shy.
She lowered her head, flipped through the files on the USB drive again, and then closed the laptop.
"At first glance, this food delivery platform concept certainly has development potential. The business model is clear, the technical architecture is reasonable, and the market entry point has been well chosen. However..."
She unplugged the USB drive from the computer and placed it on the table. "After all, it's a cross-university joint project, involving the resource investment and authorship of two colleges. I can't make the decision alone. I need to consult with the colleges and further study the feasibility of this plan."
Xiao Yunqing nodded frantically.
"Thank you, Teacher Ye!"
She picked up the USB drive, bowed, turned around, and quickly walked out of the office.
As she stepped out the door, she was so excited she almost bumped into the doorframe. She sidestepped and ran out.
The sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor, growing fainter and fainter.
Ye Lin sat behind her desk, looked at the door, and smiled.
He lowered his head, picked up the paper, and continued reading.
……
Xiao Yunqing ran down four floors in one breath and stood on the steps at the entrance of the administration building.
The streetlights shone down from above. She took out her phone, opened QQ, and sent a message to Song Huan.
His fingers flew across the keyboard, and he looked incredibly happy.
"Professor Ye said the preliminary plan is feasible! We need to consult the college!!!"
It was followed by a long string of exclamation marks.
After sending it, she stood there, holding her phone.
Messages kept popping up on the screen.
"I understand, thank you for your hard work. I'll treat you to a meal in a few days."
She looked at the words, smiled, and then pressed the phone against her chest.
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