"Absolutely." Jiang Nian nodded.
He agreed with Li Qingrong's words. His relationship with the class president was indeed beyond words.
Loyalty!
"Next." The cafeteria auntie said.
"That vegetable..." Jiang Nian quickly chose a few dishes and turned to hand his meal card to Li Qingrong.
"Auntie, we'll pay together."
The meal cards awarded by the school had all expired.
Now, he only had one meal card left. He could only hope for the school to hold some competition again someday.
Win once, and enjoy the meal card for a whole month.
The two found seats by the window, the cold wind of deep winter blew from outside. Turning his head, Jiang Nian could see the empty remedial building on the other side.
Curious, he asked, "Is that also part of our school?"
Li Qingrong glanced at it, speaking nonchalantly.
"Building E, it used to be outsourced to a middle school tutoring organization. Later, it couldn't operate, so the cooperation was terminated."
