Chapter 126 Beauty Is Not as Good as a Cat
With 2,000 yuan in his pocket, Song Zhuang, who has always been calm, rarely hummed a little tune when he left the Chuan Chuan Xiang shop.
Song Guanghui, who was following behind, was bewildered. He didn't go far, so he couldn't help asking: "Uncle, I heard what he meant. The third job is probably for him to be a bodyguard. This is for him. Is it interesting for a student to be a bodyguard?"
"Why don't I say you're a fool!" Song Zhuang couldn't help scolding his nephew when he heard what he said, "It's true that Wu Tao gave us three choices, but didn't you catch the implication?"
Song Guanghui shook his head blankly.
Song Zhuang explained patiently: "The implication of the first job is 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 talk. "
Song Guanghui frowned bitterly. A mere middle school student actually started a company in a big city?
It's really unbelievable.
"Then this second job means that he owns a water dispenser factory and is integrated with the water delivery business?"
Song Guanghui was shocked, and already knew how to draw inferences.
Song Zhuang nodded solemnly, "I guess it's close. I heard from Qiaoer before that the little boss is not easy, and now I finally understand. I guess he sent us to Jinling this time, probably because he wanted us to get acquainted with him. It’s good to be mentally prepared.”
Two days later, the two set off with a large bag of floppy disks.
Inside is Wu Tao's latest computer design for the New Year's calendar.
In a blink of an eye, December is coming, and it's time for the New Year's calendar to go on sale.
The price of this kind of thing is not high, and the profit is not small. The key is that the quantity is large, and the profit is small but the turnover is high.
These days, ordinary families don't have much decorations, so picking a beautiful wall calendar every year is a new look.
Wu Tao made two calendar designs, one based on the work of Jin Mao, and the other 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 photographic works.
This is another bold attempt by him to sell cute culture, and earn some pocket money by the way.
It's December, and the cold wind is starting to bite.
The lush and lush campus has become depressed and scattered.
Wu Tao sat in front of the window, there was nothing to see except the miserable green lawn outside.
Even during the end of get out of class, there are a lot fewer students who come out for activities.
The mid-term is over, and I look forward to the end. After letting go in November, Lu Wei began to focus on class study, and even canceled the extracurricular activities of the eighth period unconditionally.
It's just that the door is closed all day in the classroom, and more than 60 people breathe and share the same fate. The taste can be imagined.
Most of the time, Wu Tao secretly opens the window to breathe in the fresh air; or leans close to Zhao Li's hair, sniffing the girl's fragrance to detoxify.
During these days, Yang Zili has worked hard to improve a lot. Lu Wei saw it and appointed him a deputy squad leader to do it.
As for Wu Tao, Lu Wei also took the name of the General Academic Committee, leading the academic committee members of various subjects.
I have to admit that Lu Wei has a good system in setting up the system.
Maybe it's cold, and people also need to save fat for the winter. At the end of the last evening self-study get out of class, many students who lived on campus couldn't help but stroll outside the east gate to find something to eat.
For this reason, Chuan Chuan Xiang Malatang has launched a night snack.
Even after Wu Tao got out of school, he couldn't help but take An Rong to the tooth-fighting festival.
Two skewers of meat, two skewers of vegetarian, smeared with fragrant spicy sauce, delicious and refreshing.
After eating, saying goodbye to Song Qiao, Wu Tao drove An Rong home.
An Rong burped, rubbed her stomach and muttered, "Eating so much every day, I'm sure I'm going to gain weight..."
"It's good to get fat!" Wu Tao smiled with a hint of success, "If you get fat, no one will snatch you from me."
Just as An Rong raised her fist, when she heard the second half of the sweet words, she immediately turned into an embrace, wrapped her arms around Wu Tao's waist, and pressed it tightly.
In the blink of an eye, two weeks passed, and the calendars designed by Wu Tao had already been seen in the Beijiang market, mixed with a group of coquettish beauties, they were particularly eye-catching.
The effect looks good, and 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 lot of people who buy it.
Every night, Wu Tao would receive a call from Song Zhuang, reporting the daily shipments and wholesale prices.
After a week, on Christmas Eve, the goods will be almost out.
Christmas Eve, Christmas, holidays for foreigners. These days are far from being fashionable, let alone the name of Lost Body Night.
As a high school student, Wu Tao was nervous about his studies, so he didn't bother with those tricks at all.
But the art school is quite different. There are big dances and small singing parties, and there are endless tricks.
This year's Christmas Eve was on Sunday, so Wu Tao received a call from Tang Yan two days in advance, and the location was set at the newly opened KTV in Beijiang—Marriott Karaoke, at noon on Sunday.
For this reason, Wu Tao didn't even go back to the village. After having lunch at Chuan Chuan Xiang, he picked up An Rong and went straight to the Marriott Karaoke.
This newly opened karaoke is just next to the workers' club.
But because it is a new thing, its popularity is far less than that of the club's dance hall.
This is exactly what Wu Tao wanted. He doesn't like the three teachings and the misty atmosphere.
It was the first time An Rong walked in here, she was clinging to Wu Tao, and her feet followed suit, unable to walk at all. It seemed that this place was classified as a club dance hall.
Wu Tao pinched her palm, and she immediately felt a lot more relaxed.
When I came to the large private room at the end of the corridor, there were already seven or eight people sitting in the room.
Different from Ding Tiantian's birthday party last time, this time Tang Yan and the three of them obviously only called their special friends and Zhao Li.
Since there are no outsiders, everyone is much more relaxed.
Tang Yan brought a fruit plate to Wu Tao and said: "Master, we have all seen the calendar this time. The design is great. Now Tiantian is walking on the street, and everyone can recognize it."
After the Li Gui incident last time, Wu Tao's title of master has already been widely known in Tang Yan's circle.
Cai Lei leaned over and said, "Yes, Master. Tiantian now has a nickname, Calendar Girl. There are a lot more announcements, and I'm so envious of us!"
"What's the matter?" Ding Tiantian sighed quietly, "I went to the place where the calendars are sold, and the people who bought the golden retriever calendars were far more than those who bought my calendars."
The crowd couldn't help being amused, "Tiantian, you are a beautiful woman, how can you compare with a cat?"
"That's right, what you saw doesn't count! If you don't believe me, let the master reveal the respective shipments of the two sets of calendars~"
Everyone looked at Wu Tao one after another, and Wu Tao didn't hide it, but the result was really shocking.
"About 2.4 million sweet calendars have been shipped."
For a while, there was only the sound of gasping for air in the private room.
Even though everyone was mentally prepared, they never expected to reach the million level.
"What about the golden retriever calendar?"
"3.7 million pieces!"
"Oh my god, there are half more!"
"It's true that beautiful women are not as good as cats~"
The fourth change, the first order has been 400, and the change will be added. I guess there will be no reason to add more tomorrow...