After preparing everything, Mo Shaoqing asked the teacher for a few old desks and chairs, and the three of them carried them to the main entrance of the school to start selling them.
Zhou Shucheng and Xu Chengxuan both questioned the price of Apple during the period, but after giving them a taste, they all shut up. Mo Shaoqing thought, this is what they want.
"Okay, you have also inspected the goods, you can rest assured, let's go to the school gate to sell for a while, if the sale is good, then divide into three groups and sell at the three gates of the school. After all are sold out, I will give you a settlement." A little wages."
"There's no need for wages," Xu Chengxuan wiped his mouth, "just give us a few more apples."
"Hmm... Mmmm." Zhou Shucheng, who was still gnawing on a big apple, couldn't help but nodded.
Mo Shaoqing is well versed in marketing methods, so he cut some apples and put them in the fruit plate to taste for free. The aroma of the apples attracted some aunts who thought they were selling fruit. After asking closer, they found out that they were selling Ping An fruit, and the price was not cheap. Immediately, a batch went away, and some stayed to taste it. After tasting it, I didn't dare to underestimate these apples.
The apples are delicious and have meanings. Some boys couldn’t stand their girlfriend’s request and bought them. Gradually, more and more people gathered around. Seeing how hot this place is, more and more people attracted a large number of students to come here. Zhou Shucheng was in charge of getting the goods, Xu Chengxuan was in charge of packaging, and Mo Shaoqing was in charge of collecting the money. They were extremely busy.
But I didn't expect this scene to be photographed by someone with a heart and put it on the school's forum——
[Title] The Piano Department of the Conservatory of Music sells apples at a grass street stall. Is it a troubled prince or a poor nobleman
NO1: sofa
NO2: floor
NO3 (host): The host just passed the school gate, guess what I saw? The piano department grass is actually setting up a stall!
NO4: What's all the fuss about? no picture no truth.
NO5: (the landlord) reply to the upstairs, [picture] [picture]
NO6: No matter how pasted it is, the landlord can still take it out, which is enough.
NO7: That's right!
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NO25: (the original poster) What I want to say is that the pictures are absolutely real, but the key is whether you set up a stall~ The apples sold by classmate Mo cost 30 yuan each. I want to say that the school is where you do business? And it's so expensive, why don't you grab it
NO26: Er... The school didn’t clearly stipulate that it’s not allowed, and when the school started, many seniors and sisters were still selling used books? Nothing!
NO27: Fuck, 30 one, it scared me to death, it’s too bad!
NO28: Indeed, could it be to use girls... how bad!
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NO50: Don't listen to the landlord's nonsense/anger/, I bought it myself, just came back, the cheapest one I bought, only ten yuan, the packaging is beautiful, the key is that it is very delicious and sweet, and it is bigger than my two fists .
Reply (host): How big can a girl's fist be
NO51: The poster is jealous, he sells apples, so you can too, I’m afraid they won’t be able to sell them!
NO52: Is it really delicious? But it's so expensive! /Pitiful/
NO53: Delicious big apples are definitely different from the pesticide apples outside, you deserve it. All the nonsense here is talking about sour grapes.
NO54 (landlord): There are also people who help advertise, keep rolling.
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The discussion on the forum was in full swing, and Mo Shaoqing knew nothing about it, because he was busy with business at the moment, and he had only prepared one hundred and twenty apples, but he knew that he would not be able to divide the army into three groups, and one person was completely busy. But come, many students from other schools are here, the supply is completely in short supply!
After selling the apples, Mo Shaoqing excitedly started to count the money, after deducting the cost, he made a net profit of more than 2,000 yuan. He deposited the money in the bank, and put it together with the money from the previous sales and the new year's money, as the start-up capital for the restaurant in the future.
After the apples were sold out, Mo Shaoqing gave the two people 300 yuan each, plus a few big apples. Ended up being "ripped off" for a dinner.
It was originally a very ordinary post, but when it came to the piano department, it spread all of a sudden, and by the evening, it had fermented beyond control.
"I thought such an expensive apple would take a long time to sell, but I didn't expect it to be sold out in one afternoon." Mo Shaoqing sighed after drinking and eating.
"Yes, but this apple is beautiful and delicious, that's the key."
"Oh hehe, yes, yes! I'm so happy, it's the first time I know how cool it is to do business! It's so cool!" Xu Chengxuan said excitedly.
The three of them walked to the corridor entrance on the third floor when they were suddenly hit by a figure rushing out.
"Shaoqing, it's too bad. You're all about selling apples, ah no, the whole hospital knows about it!" Hong Jiayu in the dormitory next door saw the three people, as if he had caught straws, "I don't know what's going on at all. It spread in the afternoon! Go check it out!"
"What post? What's going on?" The boss hadn't reacted yet.
Mo Shaoqing didn't bother to ask any questions, and went straight back to the dormitory, only to find Wen Yang frowning at the computer.
"You are back."
"What's going on, let me see." Mo Shaoqing squeezed in front of the computer and flipped through it, but paused on the fifty-second floor.
"Did the second one reply?" The boss said harshly.
"The conscience of heaven and earth, I just... just replied... Who knew it would become like this!" Xu Chengxuan said aggrievedly.
"It's okay, the point is not this—"
NO105 (host): Now the question is, is Mo Shaoqing cheating girls? In the past few months, several girls have confessed their love to him. Don't these girls think that his family is rich? That's right, I drove a certain horse's car to school, but who knew, Mo Shaoqing had to work part-time every week, and went out to sell apples to make money during Christmas, so it must be pretending to be rich! It’s so expensive, you must be crazy about money, haha! Pretending to be rich and deceiving girls, it's abominable! resist!
NO106: Shouldn't the landlord be so sour? I think they are just a child in an ordinary family. Does selling apples have anything to do with the poor? Where do you see that people are rich? Or pretending to be rich
NO125: The apples are delicious. I bought them for 30 yuan. They are super big enough for two people to eat.
NO205: You can tell the truth from the details. A fountain pen is limited edition, thousands of dollars, and a watch costs tens of thousands of dollars. Is it something that the landlord can understand
Reply (landlord): Oh, is it? So if you have money, you can still sell apples to make money! Why can't he invite his classmates to eat!
Reply: What logic do you have? Why do you invite your classmates to eat
NO230: Is it crooked...
NO270: It is indeed too expensive to attract girls to buy apples. This kind of scum is actually my university of arts...
NO301: Hey! Girls, don't be deceived by their appearance!
NO320: I just came here, and I only read the poster’s. Is the piano department deceiving people, deceiving feelings? What's going on, let's talk about it in detail...
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pen? At a glance, Mo Shaoqing saw the one he was still writing, which was given by Mr. Ling. Is this a lying gun? This pen is very easy to write, so Mo Shaoqing keeps taking it out and using it, and forgets the value of the pen itself while writing... As for the watch, after the college entrance examination, my father entrusted someone to buy it. How much is it? I don't know... hey! I have a headache, why do I have to bear such a blame for no reason!
"Wow, our little Qingqing is going to be popular!"
"Do you have any brains!" The boss slapped the second child hard on the head.
"Do you want to delete it? The administrator may know but didn't delete it. Could it be that the news agency made it? To attract attention?" Wen Yang gave several guesses at once.
"Delete it, before things get bigger."
"OK."
Seeing Wen Yang hacking into the forum to delete posts, until he deleted the posts, and finally couldn't post them anymore, Mo Shaoqing let out a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect the head teacher to call soon.
This is the first time Mo Shaoqing, who has been a good baby since he was a child, was called by the teacher. He picked it up frightened and said hello teacher, but Mo Shaoqing dared not speak. Unexpectedly, the head teacher didn't scold him, but asked him the solution .
"The solution? That administrator has already deleted the post!" Mo Shaoqing has never encountered such a situation before, and just now he was in a hurry to ask Wen Yang to delete the post, so he didn't come out to explain it, but it seems that it is not quite right to open a post to explain Well, it seems to be an indirect acknowledgment that it needs to be clarified.
"Anyway, you can't take this blame for nothing. I will find out who did it. Have you offended anyone?"
"Teacher, I really can't think of it, but... it might be a classmate." He really couldn't think of other people who would know so clearly what car he drove to school on weekends.
"I have an idea...you do this first, and I'll take care of it later."
"Thank you, teacher!" This is Mo Shaoqing's sincere thanks. He was alone for so long in his previous life, and he never thought that there is actually someone beside him who can share the burden.
Then Wen Yang helped Mo Shaoqing check the IP address of the anonymous poster, and the results showed that it was the computer room of the school, and there were several floors with the same IP, which meant that someone was guiding this matter, and this person was very It may be the landlord. It seems that this matter should not be a temporary idea.
Mo Shaoqing tossed and turned for a long time, and finally closed his eyes when the sky was dim, because he thought of a brilliant idea, there was a turnaround battle to be fought today, and Mo Shaoqing went to the classroom with dark circles under his eyes in the morning.