Xu Yun's thesis was just in time for the latest issue of .
Early the next morning.
Inside the executive lounge of the Rosewood Hotel.
Xu Yun sat at a relatively quiet dining table with a glass of whole milk in front of him, calmly video chatting with Tian Liangwei.
"Xiaoxu."
At this time, Tian Liangwei in the video seemed to be having breakfast as well; he waved the cup in his hand at Xu Yun:
"You weren't at school these past two days, so you don't know how good the soy milk business is at East Garden Restaurant in the mornings; it sells out in no time."
"Tsk, tsk, I have to say, the taste of stone-ground soy milk is truly different."
"I was really foolish before, even thinking about turning donkeys into donkey meat pies..."
Seeing this, Xu Yun also took a sip of milk and smiled:
"Exactly, these are purebred local donkeys, much better quality than the ones in modern cities, right?"
