Ms. Tan Is The Real Boss

Capital found the food quite delicious, and as long as you were willing to spend money, there were plenty of good things to eat. The seafood that Tan Rou liked was also available in the cafeteria, but since it was still the end of winter and the beginning of spring, it wasn’t the season for seafood, so the seafood counter wasn’t open, and they had to settle for stir-fried dishes instead.

“The clay pot rice noodles at this place are really tasty,” Tan Rou introduced the cafeteria’s delicacies to Zhuang Liu, “When Tian Tian, Li Li, and I don’t feel like eating home-cooked meals, we come here for rice noodles. Moreover, the noodles are cooked to order, so by the time they are served, they’re still piping hot, which is perfect for winter.”

Zhuang Liu didn’t have much interest in exploring food, but he found anything Tan Rou thought was delicious to be tasty as well.

So, Zhuang Liu ordered two of the most expensive sets, and then swiped Tan Rou’s card.

Zhuang Liu covered his forehead, embarrassed, “I forgot that you can only use the campus card to pay in Capital University’s cafeteria.”

Tan Rou had been smiling since the moment she paid, “I kept telling you that I would treat you, but you wouldn’t listen, so what could I do?”

Zhuang Liu’s ears turned red, “I just wanted to be like those male students who spend money on their girlfriends.”

“It’s the same for both boys and girls. As long as you’re spending money on someone you like, you’ll be very happy,” Tan Rou urged Zhuang Liu to try the rice noodles, “Quick, give it a try. Their beef brisket rice noodles are delicious. The beef brisket is so tender and flavorful, it melts in your mouth.”

Zhuang Liu took a bite, but ended up scalding his tongue with the steaming hot beef brisket, “Hiss—”

Tan Rou felt very distressed, “Did it burn you? I’ll go buy a bottle of water to cool it down for you.”

Zhuang Liu didn’t want to trouble Tan Rou, so he took her card and offered, “I’ll go buy it. What would you like to drink?”

Tan Rou replied, “Mango juice.”

While Zhuang Liu was away getting drinks, Tan Rou continued sitting there, eating. She had just picked up some rice noodles when she noticed some commotion at the entrance. Listening carefully, it turned out people were arguing.

“Are you guys sick? It’s mealtime now, and with so many of you blocking the door, are you even letting people eat?” Li Li, with her hands on her hips, spoke up, “Also, this is a cafeteria, a public area. Can you please move your cameras back? If we end up damaging your equipment, are we supposed to compensate for it?”

The photographer, just another person working his job, saw the fuming girl on the other side and apologized, “Sorry, classmate. We need to film a TV series here. If we’ve disturbed your mealtime, we apologize.”

Seeing his sincere attitude, Li Li’s anger subsided a bit, “I understand your work is tough, but you can’t disturb our meal, can you? This cafeteria only has two doors. The other door is very small, and it’s very crowded during meal times, practically impossible to get through. If you occupy this door, how are we supposed to go in and eat?”

Li Li’s words gained the support of the other students. Those with shorter tempers started pushing through, “Move, move, I have an experiment at 7:00 PM. If you delay us and cause losses, will you compensate for it?”

Li Li also had an experiment to run that evening, and the pump she was using was still heated up. If she couldn’t get back within an hour, her experiment would be ruined. More than twenty minutes had passed, and she had no time to eat in the cafeteria; she could only grab something quick and eat in the lab.

But the TV crew was blocking the entrance—how was she supposed to go in and buy food?

“I am so sorry.” The photographer apologized once more, “We’ll clear out right now.” He looked towards the lead actress in the center, saying, “Miss Yu, could we make way, please? People here are in a hurry to eat, and we shouldn’t disrupt the students’ meal times.”

The woman known as Miss Yu glared at him, retorting in irritation, “Do you know how tight my schedule is? Let me tell you, I only have today to shoot. If you don’t finish filming today and the director blames it on us, it’s your own problem to bear.”

The photographer was in a bind. They wanted to shoot as well, but the current situation was not permitting!