On the second day of volunteer work at the orphanage, Qin Huai made a lot of preparations.
He went to bed early, unprecedentedly got up at 2:50 am, started work at 3, and almost shocked Qin Congwen, who had just started chopping meat fillings.
He managed his time wisely, allowing the first batch of snacks, Three Meat Buns, Five Fillings Bun, and Fermented Rice with Steamed Buns to come out of the pot simultaneously, almost moving the morning joggers to tears.
He skillfully used water-serving techniques, providing snacks that included not only jujube and yam cake but also sticky rice cake and even Crab Shell Cake, allowing Uncle Wang and Xu Tuqiang to achieve a harmonious breakfast, shake hands, and be happy together.
He also arranged employee work reasonably, smoothly handing over a large amount of assistant tasks to Chen An, who was touched by the boss’s willingness to teach skills personally and worked hard.
After achieving all these, Qin Huai arrived at the underground parking lot punctually at 9:20 in the morning.
Chen Huihong was already waiting for him in the driver’s seat.
Luo Jun was sitting in the passenger seat with a displeased face, waiting for him.
He understood the reasoning, but why was Luo Jun up at this time sitting in a car heading to the orphanage to volunteer?
Luo Jun, getting up at 9:20 am, and already out, volunteering.
Which of these words are related?
Seeing Qin Huai stunned at the car door, Chen Huihong cheerfully called out: "Xiao Qin, hop in the car!"
Qin Huai, carrying two large bags of snacks, got into the car looking bewildered.
Yes, Qin Huai also prepared snacks.
Years of experience volunteering at the Sanmalu Children’s Welfare Institute taught Qin Huai the importance of bringing snacks to the children’s welfare center.
Cleaning, teaching kids to read, paint, do crafts, playing games with them, and feeding them are all superficial; nothing compares to filling their stomachs with snacks.
That’s non-existent; in the Sanmalu Children’s Welfare Institute, the big chubby boy with cerebral palsy, who was abandoned and couldn’t even speak or walk properly, knew to call him Brother Bao Bao when he saw Qin Huai because Qin Huai would always bring delicious buns to eat.
As soon as Qin Huai got in and settled, Luo Jun turned his head and asked, "What did you bring?"
Qin Huai instantly understood that Luo Jun smelled the aroma and wanted to try some, so he immediately handed over the snacks in his hand: "Brought a bit of everything that was made this morning, there are also two cups of Dried Tangerine Peel Tea and some ingredients needed to make it."
"Dried Tangerine Peel Tea?" Luo Jun showed interest, rummaging through and, upon finding it was just regular Dried Tangerine Peel Tea, lost interest and only took a piece of jujube and yam cake, slowly nibbling on it.
"Sister Hong, have you had breakfast yet? Would you like something to fill your stomach?" Qin Huai asked.
"I’ve eaten, I even went to the cafeteria to buy some sticky rice cake this morning, but you were talking to Master Chen at the time and probably didn’t notice me," Chen Huihong smiled, declined, and attentively looked at the navigation while driving.
Qu Jing volunteers at an orphanage in the suburbs, and Chen Huihong wasn’t very familiar with the route.
"Mr. Luo, why are you here today? Are you planning to volunteer too?" Qin Huai turned to ask Luo Jun.
It wasn’t that he doubted Luo Jun’s abilities, but he felt that with Luo Jun’s temperament, behavior, and age, volunteering didn’t seem quite fitting.
Regardless of the facts, Luo Jun didn’t have great mobility. If he were to volunteer and sweep the floor, would the orphanage director dare to let him hold a broom?
He looked more like someone who might need volunteers to take care of him.
"Who said I was going to volunteer?" Luo Jun leisurely nibbled on the jujube and yam cake, "Yesterday, Chen Huihong told me your side mission wasn’t going smoothly, that Qu Jing isn’t familiar with you and doesn’t trust you, making it hard to see you as a pastry chef who can provide snacks long-term. I’m going to check the situation and help you out."
"If your skills are good enough, even if she isn’t familiar with you, Qu Jing would still come over to buy from you. If your cooking isn’t up to par, practice more."
Is this really a skills problem?
Okay, he admits there might be a skills issue.
But can skills be improved so quickly in a short time?
Compared to rapidly elevating his skills to an A-level jujube and yam cake to win Qu Jing’s taste buds, Qin Huai felt it would be more practical to develop a friendly relationship with Qu Jing, play the friendship card, and have her come over as a friend daily.
Considering that Qu Jing is willing to regularly visit Luo Jun for check-ups, it shows she doesn’t dislike traveling; it just doesn’t mean she won’t travel for certain reasons.
She happily visits Luo Jun for check-ups and is willing to volunteer at a suburban welfare center during her breaks.
"So what is your identity in going to the welfare center today?" Qin Huai asked.
Luo Jun smiled smugly: "A donor."
"I’m on good terms with Dr. Qu, and upon hearing this is the welfare institution where she grew up, I’ve decided to go see how things are and appropriately, is there an issue?"
At this moment, Luo Jun exuded an aura of wealth.
Qin Huai expressed no issues and wanted to offer the WeChat contact of Director Qin from the Sanmalu Children’s Welfare Institute to Luo Jun.
He wasn’t able to a large sum himself, but he could introduce someone who could to Director Qin.
Consider it a small contribution from Qin Huai, a distinguished graduate of the Sanmalu Children’s Welfare Institute.
"But are you sure Qu Jing really just doesn’t come regularly because of the distance, causing the side mission to remain uncompleted?" Luo Jun asked.
"I’m 90% sure," Qin Huai nodded, "I think it’s probably not about the snacks. Dr. Qu really loves jujube and yam cake."
Luo Jun glanced at the half-eaten jujube and yam cake, which was shaped like a rabbit, sized it up, and mumbled, "What’s so good about this stuff, it lacks any chewiness."
"Is the distance issue really such a hassle?" Luo Jun asked, "Wouldn’t it be easier if Qu Jing moved to live in our neighborhood, since Chen Huihong has several apartments there? Give Qu Jing one."
Chen Huihong calmly said, "I’ll emphasize it again, although it’s a noble act to repay kindness with generosity, and to help each other out as peers, all my assets are meant for Huihui."
"If Xiao Qu wants to move to our neighborhood, I can rent her a place without charging rent, but giving... as I said last night, is absolutely impossible."
"Money is transient, so why care so much?" Luo Jun was overly nonchalant about money matters, "Sell the property to me, and I’ll gift it to Qu Jing."
Qin Huai very much wanted to meekly raise his hand and ask, for the sake of his hardworking efforts in completing tasks, could they also give him one?
He really felt like not trying anymore.
"I suggest you drop that idea sooner," Chen Huihong said, noticing a wrong navigation route, having missed a left turn. "You should have some understanding of Qu Jing’s personality; without a proper reason, she won’t accept a house gift."
"Bear in mind, when she started working, the first thing she wanted to do with her savings was repay part of the support money I provided. Over the years, she was the first and only one among the many underprivileged students I helped who wanted to repay me and d it all when I declined."
"This is just one method, very simple. Qin Huai’s idea about making friends is as slow as his personality. By the time he befriends Qu Jing, I’ll be ready to reincarnate into my next life." Luo Jun muttered.
"My social skills aren’t that poor, are they?"
"I think Xiao Qin’s approach is quite good," Chen Huihong said, "Oh, wrong turn again."
"If the three of us first establish a good relationship with Qu Jing, then you can exercise your medical drama expertise while Xiao Qin and I find any excuse to coax her into moving to our neighborhood, wouldn’t that complete the task?"
"I’ve discovered that Xiao Qin is quite adept at lying."
Qin Huai & Luo Jun: ...
"What do you mean by medical drama expertise?!" Luo Jun was furious.
"I call it Master Level Lying; it’s a skill!" Qin Huai stressed.
Chen Huihong chuckled silently, and the car was filled with a joyful atmosphere.