"Your uncle," Duan Feifei scolded, "Why didn't you just blow this door in."
Jiang Kuo was quite speechless about the posture of his filial son and worthy grandson, and he didn't care about criticizing Ding Zhe.
Kneeling like this, it hurt a lot when his knee hit the concrete floor. As soon as his leg exerted force, he felt a pain in his knee, and his hand slipped. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and held on.
"Yeah!" Duan Feifei was pushed upright by his hand and made a short sound.
Jiang Kuo glanced at him, and the hand that was supporting his leg slipped up, probably hitting him.
Fortunately, it wasn't really beating, Duan Feifei didn't have a painful expression on his face, only the horror of the rest of his life in his eyes.
"Are your knees okay?" Ding Zhe came in and put a large thermos cup in his hand on the table, "I didn't break your bones."
"You kowtow to God, my knee is going to be really broken. President Jiang will come over with a hammer and make a marionette for you." Jiang Kuo said.
"...Fuck," Ding Zhe looked at him and shivered exaggeratedly for a long time, "Watch less horror movies, President Jiang is a very gentle person in my heart."
Jiang Kuo smiled and looked at the thermos cup: "Do you have ginseng tea?"
"Well, don't you want to come over at night to watch the online store go online," Ding Zhe said, "Fatty said that he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on to get some ginseng slices. When I went to Lv Ning, she said that she had ginseng tea, so she gave it to me. A big pot."
"Usually you can reach three o'clock with any card game," Duan Feifei said with disdain, leaning on the reclining chair and continuing to massage, "I have to participate in tea now."
"I usually get enough sleep during the day when I play cards," Ding Zhe said. "Have you slept today? Have you been busy today?"
"Actually..." Jiang Kuo said, "you don't have to watch, you guys are sleeping."
"That's impossible," Ding Zhe waved his hand. "Is this a normal thing? We must participate in the whole process of this kind of entrepreneurship, and we must witness those who can't participate, so that we can brag in the future."
Jiang Kuo smiled and sighed.
To be honest, he himself didn't plan to participate or witness it all night. It was launched in the middle of the night, and the large-scale publicity had not yet started. There was only a play diary and a few pictures posted by Xiaozhu on her own accounts in the past few days. There won't be too many orders, Yang Ke will definitely be enough with a few customer service personnel. If there is any problem, this person will definitely call him directly, and he can call you to deal with it if he falls asleep.
However, the "witnessing" method of the model group is very reassuring.
After a while, the role models were all packed up and washed and put on comfortable sportswear. They came to 107, brought enough food and drink, and never knew which dormitory found two reclining chairs and dragged them into the door.
"Fuck," Duan Feifei laughed, "Did you fucking come to see the online store go online? Didn't you come for supper?"
"You can't watch it either," Dong Kun said.
Before the time came, Jiang Kuo went back to the dormitory and cleaned up and washed. It is estimated that he will be at 107 at night.
"Jiang Kuo." Ma Xiao called him from the balcony.
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo went to the balcony.
"People from your new store, do you know I'll be there tomorrow morning?" Ma Xiao asked.
"I know, the old uncle and aunt were in the store at that time," Jiang Kuo immediately understood what Ma Xiao meant, "I told them, you can just go and work directly, no need to talk, go back to school after work. Enough."
Ma Xiao nodded.
"Thank you," Jiang Kuo said, "I'm so short of help right now."
"Thank you." Ma Xiao said and turned back to the dormitory.
When Jiang Kuo returned to 107 with a pillow, several people were gathered behind Duan Feifei to learn how to query the chat history of the customer service sub-account.
Seeing the pillow in his hand, Duan Feifei couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Is camping here?"
"I might fall asleep at one point." Jiang Kuo said.
"Go to my bed and sleep." Duan Feifei said.
"That's right," said several people behind him at the same time.
"... I officially fell asleep but couldn't fall asleep." Jiang Kuo sighed.
"Don't be particular about it now?" Sun Ji watched as he leaned his pillow against an unfamiliar reclining chair, "Don't think this reclining chair is dirty?"
"This is not the pillow he usually uses." Duan Feifei said.
"Oh—" Several people spoke at the same time.
"Okay," Duan Feifei interrupted them, pointing at the phone, "Here comes in, there are five numbers in total, one is Yang Ke, and four are part-timers."
"Is it from our school?" Ding Zhe asked.
"No," Duan Feifei said, "I found it elsewhere. At the beginning, I didn't want people in the school to see the inside information."
"Yeah, who knows if there are people who are wise." Liu Fatty said.
"It's shirtless Lu," Dong Kun corrected him, "the only thing that's not naked is the buttocks, wearing small fresh underwear."
"Are you... what's wrong," Ding Zhe looked at him, "Are you going to write Lu Haobo's pants in your suicide note?"
"Your uncle." Dong Kun said.
Several people laughed until Uncle Zhao roared and coughed outside.
Leaning on the reclining chair, Jiang Kuo opened Niu Sandao's Weibo account and found that there were thousands of new fans. He glanced at Duan Feifei: "Have you bought fans?"
"No," Duan Feifei leaned over to take a look, "Look at the little pig's place with this number."
"I've circled it before, not so many people." Jiang Kuo opened the news and glanced at it, and immediately understood why. It was indeed a new one that was circled again, but this one was a little different. He raised his eyes and looked at Duan. Extraordinary, "I know... There is a profile photo of Boss Fan."
Several people immediately gathered around. The pig's photo was posted casually, just a preview of tomorrow's video. The last one is a photo of Duan Feifei cutting meat, but the person is in the background, even blurred, because this The focus of this photo is the people in line.
I have to say, Duan Feifei is the kind of handsome guy who can be seen at a glance even in the background.
"Big pig is definitely intentional," Ding Zhe laughed, and came to a conclusion based on his years of experience as a half-hearted photographer, "Don't pretend to focus on queuing, but the center point of this composition is Boss Fan, you will definitely know it first at a glance. on him."
"Amazing." Dong Kun sighed.
"It's amazing," said Sun Ji, "I didn't expect that the first step of Boss Fan's business is to sell his color."
"Go away." Duan Feifei cursed with a smile.
Jiang Kuo looked at the photo again. As Ding Zhe said, every time he looked at it, his eyes would fall on Duan Feihan accurately. Of course, it would be inaccurate to test it by himself. Even if Duan Feihan was behind the shelf He will see it only if it is exposed to the sky.
Because of this photo, Niu Sandao, the account that sells beef in sauce, has gained thousands of fans in the evening, and there are few comments. However, in the top of the online store opening tonight, the first hot comment is "Chong the boss is suspected of being a handsome guy. At this point, I decided to try the sauce beef".
At about twelve o'clock, Yang Ke called.
Given that only Yang Ke and the customer service staff were working tonight, Jiang Kuo answered the phone quickly, and did not criticize him for calling him at every turn.
"Let's prepare some more for tomorrow's goods," Yang Ke said quickly, "I feel that the ones that were originally prepared are not enough. Many people have come to ask, and some are asking if the boss has any customer service."
"Well," Jiang Kuo responded, "how did you answer?"
"The boss is sleeping, and we have to ship tomorrow." Yang Ke said.
Jiang Kuo laughed: "I thought you wanted people to guess."
"No, obviously the boss isn't there," Yang Ke said. "Customer service is not enough already. Let's guess one by one and increase the workload."
"Yes," Jiang Kuo felt that Yang Ke, the customer service director, should be much better than him when he opened milk tea, "you can decide."
The time was about to come, a few people stopped chatting, and both mobile phones and computers opened the page of Niu Sandao's online store, waiting to see their products on the shelves.
"Is it set to be automatically listed?" Dong Kun asked.
"Yes." Duan Feifei nodded.
"In case it doesn't automatically succeed..." Ding Zhe asked.
"Shut up." Liu Fat interrupted him.
"Can you still do it manually?" Ding Zhe insisted on asking.
"Yes." Duan Feifei nodded.
"Fifty-nine points." Sun Ji said.
Jiang Kuo felt that his breathing was lighter, and he was holding his breath for a while, as if he could blow out the goods on the shelves with a little breath.
At 0:00, everyone refreshed and saw a brand-new interface.
The goods were all on the shelves, and Jiang Kuo immediately ordered them one by one, and there was no problem. At the same time, he heard the prompt to place an order.
"I rely on this pleasant voice." Ding Zhe said.
"This is the voice of money." Dong Kun said.
"This is the sound of success." Sun Ji said.
"This is the sound of I'm hungry." Liu Fat rubbed his stomach.
The sound of placing an order stopped after two sounds, followed by another series of sounds.
"Fuck," Jiang Kuo hurriedly looked at the backstage, "there's already a row of orders waiting to be shipped."
"Yes!" Dong Kun shouted.
"Shh—" Duan Feifei raised his index finger.
There were more orders than Jiang Kuo had imagined. For the next hour, the prompt sound kept ringing, and occasionally it would ring several times in a very intensive manner.
Duan Feifei has been looking through the chat records of the customer service in the background, seeing what the buyers have said and asked, Jiang Kuo has been drawing the orders, the role models took the mobile phones and placed an order and sent it home, and then went back and forth in the store. Now, experience the feeling of real buyers after clicking in.
"This..." Jiang Kuo saw several familiar faces in the address of a string of orders, "It's the mother... President Jiang placed an order..."
"Huh?" Everyone suddenly came together.
"This is my home address," Jiang Kuo pointed to the order address, "this is the address of my mother's cafe, this is Mr. Jiang's leisure farm..."
The order number is very similar to Jiang Kuo's style, JYS808.
Duan Feifei laughed: "Mr. Jiang did not place the order until it was a little late. I'm afraid you will find out."
Jiang Kuo sighed: "It's not easy for President Jiang to be a father."
After two o'clock, the sound of the prompt gradually disappeared, and everyone gradually calmed down from the excitement at the beginning, and began to chat while eating.
Jiang Kuo carefully looked at the order again and found several acquaintances, Dagun, Jiang Leo, Fan Jiabao, Duan Ling, Duan Feifei's classmates, and even Yang Ke himself placed an order and sent it back. At home, and then there was a school address, Tang Li placed an order for four packs.
"Fortunately, we've all placed orders," Dong Kun said. "As soon as we are so excited that we forget to place an order, we have to let 119 idiots take the lead."
"In the future, there will be more opportunities for you to place orders," Duan Feifei said, "How many fools can you still outrun?"
Jiang Kuo leaned on the reclining chair and closed his eyes, feeling indescribably moved.
Although more than half of these "connected households" are extraordinary relationships, this seemingly small "appeal" is something Jiang Kuo has never had the opportunity to experience before. The opening of the store, and the cannon pulled him to support him, which is completely different from the feeling of friends who silently buy a few bags of beef with sauce now.
There should be no orders in the second half of the night, because Jiang Kuo fell asleep and was not woken up by the whole room staying up late, he should have fallen asleep.
In the morning, he was awakened by Duan Feifei, and the role models had already left.
"What time is it?" Jiang Kuo moved, his back was a little sore, he hadn't slept in a recliner at 107 for a long time.
"It's more than seven o'clock." Duan Feifei said.
"How is the store?" Jiang Kuo moved his arms and stood up, "Has Ma Xiao passed by?"
"Yes," Duan Feifei yawned, "I have to go over at noon to keep an eye on it and ask Boss Song to deliver the meat. I don't have enough stock, so I have to make up for it right away."
"How many orders were there yesterday?" Jiang Kuo immediately took out his mobile phone.
"There are 600 points in the friendship order," Duan Feifei said. "It's a little bit more in the morning, but it's less now... Now there's a full gift, and there's more than one bag per order, so there's not enough stock."
"Is that not bad?" Jiang Kuo looked at him, a little excited, "The first day, we haven't started official promotion yet!"
"It's pretty cool, I think," said Duan Feifei, "but it can't be regarded as a lack of publicity. In the past few days, Xiaozhu's account has also been posted several times. It has been brought to the online store intentionally or unintentionally, and it has also circled us several times. ."
"Well, it is estimated that a lot of them came for the face of Boss Fan." Jiang Kuo said.
"So you have to be mentally prepared," said Duan Feifei, "Before the official promotion, there will be a low ebb period, and then once the promotion comes, sales will go up again, then it will come down again, and then slowly stabilize. Is it impossible to know?"
"Ah..." Jiang Kuo waved his hand, "I know, I know."
"Quickly wash up and eat breakfast," Duan Feifei said, "There is an experimental class today."
"Ah—" Jiang Kuo lamented in a long voice and walked towards the door.
"Pillow." Duan Feifei said.
"Let's put it here, who knows if they will come to 'witness' tonight." Jiang Kuo said and opened the door.
Then it stopped again at the door.
"What?" Duan Feifei looked at him.
Jiang Kuo looked back after a while: "Hey, Duan Feifei."
"Huh?" Duan Feifei tilted his head.
"Is it good?" Jiang Kuo asked.
This question was very sudden, Duan Feifei thought for a few seconds and didn't understand what Jiang Kuo was referring to, what was good
But everything is fine.
"Yes." He nodded.
Indeed, everything is fine.
Jiang Kuo smiled, turned and walked out.
When the door was about to close, Duan Feifei suddenly called out to him subconsciously, "Jiang Kuo."
"Hey?" Jiang Kuo poked his head through the crack of the door, "What?"
Duan Feifei suddenly got stuck.
He didn't even know what he meant by calling Jiang Kuo.
Don't go away and talk for a while.
Hurry up and wash up, don't delay eating breakfast.
Really good.
Online shop…
At the new store...
No no no.
Jiang Kuo, are we still taking a step back
Are we... are we just moving forward
Reached
Duan Feifei's violent heartbeat made him not dare to open his mouth, for fear that when he opened his mouth, something would come out of his throat and rush towards Jiang Kuo.
He even made up the sound of this thing in the midst of the chaos.
Jiang Kuo, have we arrived yet? Here we go!
"Are you feeling sick again?" Jiang Kuo's head was still poking through the crack of the door.
"No," Duan Feifei cleared his tight throat, "hurry up... go wash up."
"Fuck," Jiang Kuo's head shrank back, "I'll finish washing up if you don't say this!"
Duan Feifei walked into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror.
At this moment, it felt like he was going to confess to Jiang Kuo in the next second.
That's right, it's a confession.
But he didn't know why he was so nervous. After all, he never confessed. Jiang Kuo took the opportunity to confess. From confession to response, from refusal to agreement, Jiang Kuo contracted almost all of it, and only kept it for him. A chance to say no.
Quite a painful love experience.
So he is now a person who has never confessed and suddenly can't control his desire to confess.
But in the end, he did not express this white.
He didn't know if it was now, or if they had achieved the effect of taking a step back, or something else. He didn't know anything except that he wanted to confess.
Tang Li had already woken up in the dormitory, while Li Zirui was still sleeping with his head covered.
"Tang Li," Jiang Kuo patted Tang Li on the shoulder, "Thank you."
"Hey, what's this thankful for, it's normal for a dormitory to give your business a leg up," Tang Li said, "We belonged together, I wanted to buy them separately, but the addresses were the same and I was afraid that they would be convicted of swiping, so I bought them all."
"Thank you very much." Jiang Kuo smiled and pushed back Li Zirui, "Get up!"
"Ah..." Li Zirui reluctantly showed one eye from the pillow, "Hey, Jiang Kuo? How was your store's sales yesterday?"
"Very good, thank you!" Jiang Kuo said.
"The customer service attitude is also very good," Tang Li added, "I also asked about the combination of discounts and the like, and the reply was fast."
"He said to test the customer service." Li Zirui said with a smile.
"That's for sure. Under normal circumstances, I would also ask when I buy things," Tang Li said. "The process can't be messed up, so your customer service is okay."
Jiang Kuo went into the bathroom with a smile, Tang Li was really serious about what he did.
After washing up, he walked to 107 while returning the messages on his mobile phone.
Jiang Leo and Da Pao both sent a message early in the morning to ask how the sales were going. After replying to Da Pao, Jiang Kuo and Jiang Leo set to finish filming the unfinished Jianghu style short film material at night.
Pushing open the door of 107, he saw Duan Feifei brushing his teeth.
He was already very grumpy in the wash, he even washed his head and dried it before he came out, but Duan Feifei was still brushing his teeth!
He was very shocked and puzzled: "Are you constipated?"
"Fuck," Duan Feifei looked at him, "you're talking about brushing your teeth..."
"Then you're too slow, what are you doing ahead?" Jiang Kuo glanced at the time, "Half an hour, bro."
"I'm thinking," Duan Feifei shouted as he entered the bathroom, "Wait for me, I'll be fine soon!"
"If you don't get better soon, I have to wait for you." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei quickly washed his face and came out, then quickly stripped off his clothes, and in Jiang Kuo's shock of "undressing in front of people coming and going outside the door without closing the door", he bit his heel with a dog. The speed of the child took out a set of clothes and put it on, then walked out of the dormitory, waved his hand: "Go."
Jiang Kuo walked out of the dormitory building behind him, and couldn't help but ask again, "Aren't you still uncomfortable?"
"Not really," Duan Feifei scratched his head, "I just froze for a while."
"Why?" Jiang Kuo asked, "Are you worried about sales?"
"...Well, it's a little bit." Duan Feifei turned his head.
"Didn't we think about it from the very beginning," Jiang Kuo patted him on the back, "We have strong financial backing, so we are not afraid of it, the key is not to do it..."
"Jiang Kuo," Duan Feifei turned around and looked at his phone again, "Do you have time this Saturday?"
"Ah?" Jiang Kuo was stunned for a while, then glanced at his phone, and even clicked on the memo, "On Saturday, the second floor of the new store has to enter the equipment, and then there is nothing else."
"Let's have a meal." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo looked at him: "Is there something wrong? So formal?"
"No," Duan Feifei said, "just have a meal."
"Okay." Jiang Kuo lowered his head and made a note on the memo, "Have dinner with Boss Fan on Saturday."
"What?" Duan Feifei laughed, "I still remember this, will I forget it?"
"This is more ritualistic." Jiang Kuo said.