Life is a Game

After Jiang Feng went back that night, he turned on the computer and started to make the long-lost form.

A normal college student will always make seven or eight or ten forms, three or four ppts, and one or two due to a famous person that needs to be accompanied by plagiarism check results in one semester. paper.

The content of the form is actually very simple. There are only a few questions that need to be written besides the small questions such as gender, age range and occupation that can be answered by ticking:

How did you know Taifeng Building?

What is your favorite dish?

Why are you satisfied with this dish?

Are you satisfied with Taifeng Building's service?

What expectations do you have for our future services?

What Jiang Feng really wanted to know was only the first two questions, and the rest were all smoke bombs.

It's been a long time since I made the form. Jiang Feng seemed a little rusty when operating the form. While doing the form, he suddenly remembered a serious matter, took out his phone and started sending Wang Hao a WeChat message.

Jiang Feng: Haozi, did the counselor talk about the graduation thesis before?

Last semester, Jiang Feng basically just lived in the school and took a final exam. The new regulations and requirements were basically passed on by Wang Hao.

Wang Hao was probably playing with his mobile phone, almost instantly returning.

Wang Hao: By the way, the other classes start their graduation thesis right after their internship last semester, and our class and the electronic class will start their thesis at the end of this semester after their internship next semester.

Wang Hao: Didn't the counselor mention it in the group? Brother Feng, haven't you watched the group?

Jiang Feng: ...

Isn't this kind of class and group just for shielding?

Wang Hao: That's right, but basically everyone has found the instructor for the graduation thesis. Everyone is afraid that the teachers will not accept it if it is too late. Brother Feng, have you found it?

Jiang Feng: ...

The most important thing you said last...

Before Jiang Feng could reply to Wang Hao's message, Wang Hao called with a voice call.

"Hello." Jiang Feng connected the phone.

"Brother Feng, are you free now?" Wang Hao's familiar thief voice came from the phone.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Feng was very vigilant.

"Brother Feng, this reaction of yours makes me sad, what can I do to you?"

do what?

When you were in freshman year, you didn’t have enough money to fall in love and asked me to borrow money. When you were in sophomore year, you didn’t have enough money to eat.

Borrow money every time school starts, and pay it back when the holidays come.

Before borrowing money, didn't you call first and say something affectionately: "Brother Feng, are you free?"

"I have no money, I am in love, and my family is heavily in debt now." Jiang Feng has no money for three consecutive times.

"Brother Feng, what do you call that? Is there only an indifferent relationship between us brothers?" Wang Hao spoke righteously, heartbroken.

"Um?"

"Didn't I fail in optical information processing last semester? Brother Feng, the make-up exam is about to start. It will start in a few days. I have only reviewed the first chapter of Chapter 1 until now!" Wang Hao said. Weeping.

"Are you sure it's not a preview?"

"Brother Feng, save the child!" Wang Hao was not affected by Jiang Feng's ruthless words at all, "I really don't know how to answer some questions, please save the child!"

How many questions?

"Then send the questions over." Jiang Feng softened for a moment. If Wang Hao took one more professional course that he failed to make up for the exam, he might really have to postpone his completion.

"Okay, thank you Brother Feng, I'll send you the document now!" Wang Hao hung up the phone resolutely.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

document? ? ?

Five seconds later, Jiang Feng received a 1.2M document from Wang Hao.

Jiang Feng: (▼皮▼ # )

It's hopeless, wait for death, wait for Yanbi!

...

The next morning, Jiang Feng gave Hu Li the 100 printed questionnaires.

100 questionnaires is not a small number. Even if Hu Li doesn't know the total number and weighs the thickness with her hands, she knows it is not a small number.

"Boss, are all these questionnaires going to be distributed by noon?" Hu Li asked.

"No, send as much as you can. Customers who ordered pure meat wontons must get them. You can handle the rest of the unfinished forms yourself," Jiang Feng said.

"Okay, little boss, if you need help with anything else, please feel free to contact me. I will do my best." Hu Li took the form to the locker room, and she needed to put the questionnaire form first. into your closet.

When Hu Li entered the locker room, there was only one person in the locker room, and Lin Ling was arranging things in front of her closet.

"Lin Ling, you must have told him that the little boss would look for me, right?" Seeing that there was no one else in the locker room, Hu Li said directly.

"Tell him what?" Lin Ling glanced at her and continued to organize her closet.

"You usually sit directly in the lobby at noon. The little boss doesn't remember people. If he wants to ask, he should ask you. He will come to me. It should be you who told him?" Hu Li said.

"One of the customers you were in charge of the day before yesterday ordered pure meat wontons. The boss asked me who else served pure meat wontons. I just answered truthfully." Lin Ling said.

"If I remember correctly, there are two tables of guests in Xiaojuan's charge who ordered pure meat wontons?" Hu Li continued.

"Oh? Really? Then I didn't pay attention." Lin Ling closed the cabinet, "Is there anything else? I'll leave first."

"I just asked casually, there is a dessert shop near here that makes very delicious fruit soup, do you want to go together?" Hu Li invited.

Lin Ling smiled at her: "I lose weight and only eat salad."

"Then I can find a delicious salad shop some other day and ask you to go there with me." Hu Li responded with a smile.

Qi Rou who is in a dilemma at the door of the locker room: ...

She felt as if she had heard something great.

...

After the noon business ended, Hu Li immediately handed over the 31 questionnaires filled in by the customers to Jiang Feng, including the questionnaires of 5 customers who ordered pure meat wontons. Hu Li folded the upper right corner of these questionnaires to mark.

"Is it enough for the little boss to only have 31 copies? If not, I can continue sending them at night." Hu Li asked.

"That's enough, I'm just doing a simple survey." Jiang Feng said, took the questionnaire and began to look through it.

"Well, I won't delay the work of the little boss. If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me." Hu Li left with a smile.

Although there are only 31 copies, the answers above are varied.

Some said they saw Taifeng Building on the software APP, some said they saw it when they were shopping with friends, some said they heard it from friends, and some said they saw it in magazine news.

The answer to the question of favorite dish is also different. Some say shredded yam, some say Mapo tofu, some say Kung Pao chicken, and some say it is stewed lamb with red wine. Almost everyone in the kitchen has it. share.

The only thing that didn’t mention pure meat wontons, it seems that everyone’s sense of taste is quite normal.

At first glance, there was nothing wrong with these questionnaires, but Jiang Feng still found a connection among the five folded questionnaires.

The answers to the 5-point questionnaire about how they learned about Taifeng Building were very similar.

Three said they were recommended by teachers, and two said they were introduced by classmates.

Could it be...they are from the same school?