Restart the Flying Age

After leaving the Chuanchuanxiang shop with 2,000 yuan in his pocket, Song Zhuang, who had always been calm, rarely hummed a small tune.

Song Guanghui, who was following behind, looked confused, and couldn't help asking, "Uncle, I listened to what he meant. For the third job, 80% meant to be a bodyguard for him. This is for him. Is it interesting for a student to be a bodyguard?"

"Why don't I say that you are a dead brain!" Song Zhuang couldn't help but scold when he heard what his nephew said.

Song Guanghui shook his head blankly.

Song Zhuang patiently explained: "The implication of the first job shows that he has a Yuankang company, which is engaged in water delivery business in many big cities. Of course, even if this company is not his, at least he can speak. "

Song Guanghui frowned and was bitter and bitter. A middle school student started a company in a big city?

It is incredible.

"Then this second job means that he has a water dispenser factory, and he is in a single train with the water delivery business?"

After Song Guanghui was shocked, he was already able to draw inferences about it.

Song Zhuang nodded solemnly, "I guess it's almost the same. I heard Qiao'er said before that the little boss is not easy, but now I finally understand. I guess he sent us to Jinling this time, and 80% wanted us to be familiar with him. The situation is so psychologically prepared."

Two days later, the two set off carrying a large pack of floppy disks.

What's inside is the latest computer design of the New Year's calendar made by Wu Tao.

In a twinkling of an eye, December is approaching, when the New Year's calendar is on the market.

The price of this kind of thing is not high, the profit is not small, the key is large quantity, small profits but quick turnover.

Nowadays, ordinary homes have no decorations. Every year at the end of the year, pick a good-looking calendar, even if it’s a new look.

Wu Tao made two wall calendar designs, one is based on the Golden Retriever works, and the other is based on the portrait of Ding Tiantian.

Each pair is accompanied by a cute cartoon image hand-painted by Zhao Li to highlight the cuteness of the photographs.

This is another bold attempt by him for the selling point of cute culture, by the way, he earns some pocket money.

Entering December, the cold wind is beginning to pierce the bones.

The lush and lush campus has become depressed and scattered.

Wu Tao was sitting in front of the window, and there was nothing left to see except for the dismal green lawn outside.

Even during the end of get out of class, there are a lot fewer students coming out for activities.

The midterm is over, looking forward to the end. After being let go in November, Lu Wei began to focus on class study, and even the eighth extracurricular activities were unconditionally cancelled.

It's just that the door is closed in the classroom all day long, and more than 60 people breathe and share fate. The taste can be imagined.

In many cases, Wu Tao secretly opened a small slit in the window, breathing in the fresh air; or leaning against Zhao Li's hair, sniffing the young girl's fragrance to detoxify.

During this period of time, Yang Zili has worked hard to be a lot stronger. Lu Wei saw it in his eyes and suggested him a deputy squad leader to do it.

As for Wu Tao, Lu Wei also appointed a general academic committee to lead the academic committees of various subjects.

I have to admit that Lu Wei has a complete set of institutions.

Perhaps it is cold, and people also need to save fat for the winter. At the end of the last night of self-study, many students who live on campus can't help but sneak outside the east gate to find food.

For this reason, Chuanchuanxiang Malatang has launched another supper.

Even after school, Wu Tao couldn't help but take An Rong to the tooth-fighting ceremony.

Two skewers of meat, two skewers of vegetarian, smeared with fragrant spicy sauce, it is delicious and cool.

After eating, bid farewell to Song Qiao, Wu Tao drove An Rong to home.

An Rong hiccuped and grumbled on her belly: "Eating so much every day, I am definitely going to get fat..."

"It's good to get fat!" Wu Tao smiled with a hint of success, "When you get fat, no one will grab you from me."

An Rong's Xiuquan had just been raised, and when he heard the second half of the sweet love sentence, it suddenly turned into a hug, hugged Wu Tao's waist, and pressed it tightly.

Two weeks have passed in a blink of an eye, and the calendars designed by Wu Tao have already been seen on the market in Beijiang, mixed among the calendars of a group of coquettish beauties, which are particularly eye-catching.

The effect looks good, Wu Tao also bought two copies to hang at home, one in the living room and one in the bedroom.

It's not expensive. It retails for 3 yuan a piece, and there are quite a few people who buy it.

Every night, Wu Tao receives calls from Song Zhuang, reporting daily shipments and wholesale prices.

After a week, on Christmas Eve, the goods are almost out.

Christmas Eve, Christmas, foreigners' holiday. This year is far from fashionable, let alone the name of the night.

As a high school student, Wu Tao didn't move those flower heads at all.

But the art school is very different, the big dance party, the small song party, one after another, constantly changing.

This year's Christmas Eve falls on Sunday, so Wu Tao received a call from Tang Yan two days in advance. The location was set at the newly opened KTV in Beijiang-Marriott Karaoke, and the time was noon on Sunday.

For this reason, Wu Tao didn't even go back to the village, and had lunch at Chuanchuanxiang, so he picked up An Rong and went straight to the Marriott Karaoke.

This newly opened karaoke shop is just beside the workers' club.

But because it is a new thing, the popularity is far less than that of the club's ballroom.

This is exactly what Wu Tao wanted. He was not pleased with the three teachings and the miasma.

An Rong walked into this place for the first time, clinging to Wu Tao, she was moving at every step, and she couldn't take any steps at all. It seemed that this place was clearly classified as a club dance hall.

Wu Tao squeezed the palm of her hand, and she suddenly relaxed a lot.

Coming to the large private room at the end of the corridor, there were already seven or eight people sitting in the room.

Different from the last birthday party of Ding Tiantian, this time Tang Yan and the three obviously only called their particularly fun partners, and Zhao Li.

Since there are no outsiders, everyone is a lot easier.

Tang Yan brought a fruit plate to Wu Tao and said: "Master, we have all seen this calendar. The design is great. Now Tiantian is walking on the street, everyone can recognize it."

After the last Li ghost incident, Wu Tao's title of master has already been called out in Tang Yan's circle.

Cai Lei leaned over and said, "Yeah, Master. Tiantian now has a nickname called the Calendar Girl. There are also a lot more announcements. I envy us!"

"What's the matter?" Ding Tiantian sighed faintly, "I went to a place where I specialized in selling calendars. There are many more people who buy golden calendars~www.wuxiaspot.com~ than those who buy my calendars."

All the people couldn't help being amused, "Tian Tian, ​​what are you a big beauty, and a cat?"

"Yeah, what you see, that's not counting! If you don't believe me, let the master reveal the respective shipments of the two sets of calendars~"

Everyone looked at Wu Tao, and Wu Tao didn't hide it, but the result was really shocking.

"Tiantian calendars shipped approximately 2.4 million pieces."

For a while, only the sound of air-conditioning was left in the private room.

Even though everyone had been mentally prepared for a long time, they did not expect to reach the million level.

"What about the golden retriever calendar?"

"3.7 million pieces!"

"Oh my god, it's doubled!"

"Surely beautiful women are not as good as cats~"