The video of Niu Sandao has already started to be played on the screen in the store in a loop. At first, the old uncle and old aunt were very interested. When he was free, he stood in front of the screen and watched it for a while. After two days, he was tired.
"I can see that my eyes have calluses." The old man said.
"Who made you keep staring at it," Duan Feifei said with a smile, "you watched the video more than a thousand times in just a few minutes."
"Isn't that the first time I've been on TV." The old man said, "It's rare."
"There was a TV show last night," Duan Feifei said. "When you and my aunt get home, remember to watch it. It's half past eight. That's the real TV."
"Remember, your old aunt changed the station before going out today, and you can watch it as soon as you turn on the TV when you get home." The old uncle said.
"When this is broadcast, it will be played together on this screen in the store, and the two will be played in turn." Duan Feifei said.
The old uncle nodded with a smile, and looked at the screen with some emotion: "You young people do things differently. We really can't think of such a way."
"You can't do it if you think about it," the old aunt said. "Do we know so many people?"
"Jiang Kuo and I will go to Lao Fan's place for a while," Duan Feifei said, "Lao Fan wants to watch that show together."
"Bring Yang Ke?" the old aunt asked.
"Bring." Duan Feifei nodded.
"That kid is weird. One moment he thinks his brain is good, and then he feels very stunned," the old aunt said. "Is his brain good or bad?"
"Isn't it good that Jiang Kuo can let him do so much work? He was the one who ran the license back then," Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo went to refuel the car, drove directly to the sidewalk and stopped at the door of the store.
"Don't get out of the car!" Duan Feifei shouted at him.
"You go," the old uncle waved his hand, "We'll leave in a while after cleaning up."
Duan Feifei got into the car.
"Where's Yang Ke?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"He will go by himself later," Duan Feifei said. "He will do a summary of the key issues in the chat records of that day at this time every day, or something, saying that you asked him to do it."
"... I just asked him to sort out the key points of customer consultation regularly, that is, what people who have come to ask recently are more concerned about, and the feedback is highly repetitive," Jiang Kuo sighed, "Who asked him to summarize the day? Don't be afraid. Are you tired?"
"I'll tell him to come down." Duan Feifei picked up the phone and dialed Yang Ke.
After a while, Yang Ke came down with his notebook in his arms. When he saw the car, he was stunned for a while, then took a look inside before getting in the car.
"What are you looking at?" Duan Feifei asked.
"I thought President Jiang was here." Yang Ke said.
"Hope for him to come," Jiang Kuo drove the car off the sidewalk, "I'll let you decide and say I bullied you."
"No," Yang Ke said. "You don't need me to complain about you bullying me. Everyone knows that."
"I actually never bullied him," Jiang Kuo looked at Duan Feifei, "Do you believe it, every time he met, he looked like he was bullied by me, and asked him if Jiang Kuo beat you, he would grit his teeth and endure the humiliation. Say, no."
Duan Feifei laughed: "I can't see it, Yang Ke, you are so bad."
"He and Hu Zhenyu didn't do good things together since they were young," Yang Ke sat in the back seat and looked at his notebook, "I have to keep them away from me."
"Then you did it," Jiang Kuo said, "I really don't want to pay attention to you."
"I didn't expect such a day," Yang Ke tapped on his notebook, "I'll work for you." "I didn't treat you badly." Jiang Kuo said.
"Oh?" Yang Ke asked. "I'll give you some money at the end of the year," Jiang Kuo said, "and I won't let you do it in vain."
"Wait for your money, I'll starve to death before summer vacation." Yang Ke said.
"If you don't have this job now," Jiang Kuo glanced at him in the rearview mirror, "How are you going to live?"
"I don't know, find an electronics factory to work." Yang Ke said.
"...You really have lofty ideals." Jiang Kuo nodded.
Fan Jiabao's unmanned and unattended coffee shop is currently used by him to watch Duan Feifei and Jiang Kuo start businesses.
Today is still on the second floor, and he invited two of his friends who are chefs with flower arms to cook.
"It can be considered a goodbye for you," Fan Jiabao looked at Xiaozhu, "Have you already decided to leave tomorrow?"
"Well," Little Pig smiled and nodded, "I have to run a few places, and then I'll go back and deal with my own materials."
"Then if I visit your place..." Fan Jiabao said.
"Guaranteed to bring you to have a good time," said the little pig.
"It's okay to have your words," Fan Jiabao said happily, "keep in touch."
"Keep in touch." Piglet smiled.
"Are you going home?" Jiang Kuo turned his head and asked Jiang in a low voice.
"Well," Jiang nodded, "I have made an appointment with the doctor to come and talk this week."
"Will you go out later?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"I won't go out for a while," Jiang Liao said, "I'm doing something at home. I haven't done handicraft for a long time."
Just as Jiang Kuo opened his mouth to speak, Jiang Liao immediately added another sentence: "It depends on whether I have time to help you, how old you are, and what people do, you have to join in the fun."
"...Okay." Jiang Kuo leaned back in his chair with a smile.
A group of people were eating and chatting together, and the show started before halfway through the meal.
"Is this show so dirty?" Jiang Kuo couldn't help but ask after watching the title.
"It turned out to be more earthy. This is the new title of this year's revision," Fan Jiabao said. "It was originally a local show, and there is a part in the middle that speaks dialects. Watch it quietly!"
Everyone looked at each other very cooperatively.
The first part of the results is that the host, Sister Qing, mediates the parking disputes of residents in the community.
"Hey—" everyone shouted neatly and started to eat.
The dispute part was not long, because the residents fought, and Sister Qing called the police to continue tomorrow, and then began the walk in the happiness market.
"Come here!" Everyone was quiet again.
Sister Qing said that today she took everyone to visit a 30-year-old shop, and then came to the door of Niu Sandao very simply without selling the land.
"I thought at least I had to inquire three or five times on this street and then someone would give me a way to get there." Yang Ke said.
"That's too fake, and it seems that Niu Sandao is not famous at all, and you have to ask three or five times. If you go to the market and ask the boss, you don't need to ask three or five times if you want to find a cabbage seller." Fan Jiabao said, "I told them specifically, don't be too fake, be sincere."
"Applause to Brother Fan." Xiaozhu raised his hand and clapped a few times.
Everyone cracked and cracked together.
After Sister Qing entered the store, she first looked at the fresh beef in the store, praised it, then tasted the beef in sauce, doubled it and praised it again, and interspersed with some materials that Jiang had taken before, and then Start interviewing the old man.
The old man was quite nervous. In order not to make him suffer too much, he was asked to say a word in total.
But just this sentence, he said nervously and rhythmically: "Our family has always made sauce, beef, sauce beef, our secret recipe, thirty years... good taste..."
A whole bunch of people listened.
"Hey," Duan Feifei sighed while pinching his eyebrows while laughing, "I didn't think it was so exaggerated at the time. Why did I watch it on TV... This made my old aunt laugh to death."
"Is it you?" Fan Jiabao asked.
"Yes." Duan Feifei nodded, "I wonder if I am in this state now. I say more than him."
The camera turned to the shelf of their finished beef in sauce. After sister Qing praised it, she began to interview the young Xiao Duan boss.
The boss of Xiao Duan is still quite handsome. Facing the camera, he has the ease when he sang Katyusha back then.
Calmly came a small composition.
"Actually, it can't be said to be starting a business. I just want more people to eat delicious sauced beef. I hope to make this sauced beef that I loved since childhood into a snack for young people, not just an occasional dish on the dining table. vegetable… "
"There is nothing special about college students starting a business. It can only mean that they are at this age and want to do something... If there is a difference, maybe they are more courageous... "
"Okay, Duan'er!" Fan Jiabao took the lead in applauding, "It's pretty good at talking! It's more powerful than me."
"What did you say?" Jiang Kuo asked with a smile.
"Look!" Fan Jiabao pointed at the screen, "I'll be there right away."
"Why are you still here?" Yang Ke asked.
"Why can't you have me?" Fan Jiabao said, "I'm a householder."
"Oh." Yang Ke nodded.
There is Fan Jiabao in this exclusive PART about Niu Sandao, which is really strange. It can't be because he is a related household, and Sister Qing has to turn a corner to interview Niu Sandao's landlord...
But soon everyone understood.
The relationship between the program group is very reasonable.
"There is a customer here," Sister Qing said. "It seems to be a regular customer. Let's ask."
The lens turns.
A regular customer, Fan Jiabao, was standing in front of the cash register and was putting the sauced beef he had just bought into a bag.
"It's delicious, I came after it from the old shop! Our family loves to eat, and today is the child who wants to eat and I come to buy it..." Fan Jiabao on the screen looked sincere.
"Fuck." Jiang Kuo exclaimed sincerely.
"This bag tastes as good as freshly made, and it's convenient! I'll buy it when I have time, and I'll place an order at their online store when I'm busy," Fan Jiabao on the screen added, "This sauce can be used any way you like. good to eat… "
"Fuck." Jiang Kuo once again exclaimed sincerely.
"Fuck you..." Duan Feifei laughed until he could barely hold the cup.
"What the hell happened to me?" Fan Jiabao asked.
"It's fake," said Duan Feifei, "but the ad is quite comprehensive."
"What you said, the whole market knows that this is an advertisement." Yang Ke said.
"Bullshit," Fan Jiabao said, "the whole city knows that this is an advertisement, and the whole city knows that this program is all advertisements except for the neighborhood disputes, shops, theft, and shared bicycles, which are randomly parked and placed in the J8 row of domestic sewage."
"Thank you!" Jiang Kuo stretched out his hand.
"Brothers don't say thank you." Fan Jiabao shook hands with him.
"Thank you." Duan Feifei also reached out.
"We are with whom." Fan Jiabao shook hands with him again.
"Isn't there Jiang Kuo?" Yang Ke asked.
"No." Jiang Kuo said.
"Is it so unfair?" Yang Ke asked again, "Lian Fan's family..."
Fan Jiabao's eyes swept over instantly, very sharp. "Old Fan of the Fan family," Yang Ke modified his title, "all of them."
"Because your Jiang family's Xiao Jiang is unwilling!" Fan Jiabao said, "People say that he is not willing to take a few shots of him. Is it possible for a rich family's eldest young master to let them shoot for nothing without paying an appearance fee!"
"Fuck." Jiang Kuo smiled, "I don't know what to say there."
"Can you imagine that scene? After the host asked, he said, um," Fan Jiabao imitated Jiang Kuo's expression, "the host continued to wait, he glanced at others, and said, what? The host had to continue. Ask, he said again, no, thank you."
It is quite similar to learn, and master the essence.
As soon as the show was over, my uncle called.
"Oh, how can I say that." The old uncle was very sad, "Like a fool."
Duan Feifei couldn't help laughing: "It's not stupid, just simple and honest."
"Do you remember there used to be a meatball seller in Dongbianqiao Market, and then the one who took him away after his son's career was done," the old uncle said, "Fool meatballs."
"Remember," Duan Feifan said happily, "Why, do you think you are like a fool?"
"It's not like it?" said the uncle, "very similar!"
"It's good to be simple and honest, but if you're stupid, people think you are real and don't cheat people." Duan Feifei said.
"I can only comfort myself like this," said the uncle. "Are you going to put this show on the TV in our store?"
"Well." Duan Feifei said.
"Can you erase that part of me?" the old man asked.
"No." Duan Feifei said, "How cute is that paragraph."
"I've raised you in vain," the old uncle said angrily, "let the second child pick you up!"
Duan Fei was having a good time for a long time.
After this show was broadcast, their first round of publicity in the early stage was successfully completed, and the next step was to slowly adjust other publicity methods according to the follow-up effects.
Jiang Leo said before that you can also find live broadcasts to bring goods, and you can contact the live broadcasts at any time, but Jiang Kuo feels that it is not yet time, and the popularity is not enough, so it does not make much sense to sell, and they are currently unable to prepare so many goods. , If you return it and press some more, it will be troublesome.
And most importantly, the most urgent thing they need to do right now... is to review.
The exam is about to take place, and the two of them haven't written a bunch of homework, haven't read the book, and haven't read the book for half a month in the most recent subject.
Duan Feifei felt that it was a miracle that the two of them didn't fail the course this semester, just like Fan Jiabao's coffee shop had a business.
"My drawing," Jiang Kuo lay on 107's reclining chair, his head tilted back, "I'm afraid it's going to end."
"Come on." Duan Feifei was reading English without raising his head.
"Hey," Jiang Kuo turned to look at him, "that picture of you before..."
"What's wrong?" Duan Feifei glanced at him, "I got a high score on that assignment."
"Yes," Jiang Kuo said, "how is that possible?"
Duan Feifei looked at him, and after a while he said, "It's really unlikely."
"So?" Jiang Kuo tilted his head.
"Prove that Yang Ke is indeed a scholar." Duan Feifei said.
"I-fuck?" Jiang Kuo sat up straight and looked at him in shock.
"I really didn't have time in those days. He said he would definitely be able to help me finish the painting," Duan Feifei said. "I gave him the book, and he learned from videos or something..."
"Duan Feifei!" Jiang Kuo shouted.
"Hey," Duan Feifei responded, "I'm here."
"I'm so fucking convinced of you." Jiang Kuo smiled and fell back on the reclining chair, "Didn't you ask him to take the test for you again?"
"I don't dare," Duan Feifei said. "Is there anyone in this school who doesn't know me?"
"Not really." Jiang Kuo said.
"Such a big handsome guy, if he doesn't have it, he will become Yang Ke," Duan Feifei said, "Even if he doesn't take the exam, the teacher has to kick him out and return our handsome guy Duan Yingjun to us—"
Jiang Kuo choked with laughter.
"Seriously," said Duan Feifei, "we must be mentally prepared for make-up exams."
"Don't let President Jiang know," Jiang Kuo said. "He will take the opportunity to persuade me to drop out."
Duan Feifei laughed for a while: "Don't let him know."
Jiang Kuo has never been under pressure in his studies. No one has any requirements for his grades, nor does he himself. This time, he is under pressure. After all, he wants to go to school, and he wants to open a shop. Now he takes care of both. pressure has to be endured.
Although he didn't care too much about it.
The people in the dormitory are used to Jiang Kuo's laziness. He occasionally asks Tang Li something he doesn't understand, but Tang Li actually said very kindly, I know you don't understand here, I have already thought about how to tell you. Understand BLABLABLA…
Quite moved.
Except for a few people in the dormitory, Senior Sun Ji is Jiang Kuo's life-saving straw. Sun Ji is the only person in the role model who is not under the pressure of failing the class, and he can also take time to provide Jiang Kuo with some care from the senior.
"I didn't tell you," Sun Ji sighed. "Did you not listen to this thing in class?"
"I'm asking you to give me some pointers," Jiang Kuo said, "I'm not asking you to point me."
"Fuck." Sun Ji said.
Duan Feifei suddenly kicked the table several times with a smile.
Under Tang Li's guidance and Sun Ji's guidance, Jiang Kuo's review has made slight progress, which is helpful for building test confidence and whether it is helpful for the test...
Jiang Kuo proved with practical actions that it was not very helpful.
He had already failed in one of the two subjects that he scored before the holiday, the devil-like botany, and the rest can almost be imagined.
But Duan Feifei hadn't hung up yet, which made Jiang Kuo very unbalanced.
Dong Kun threatened that I could fail the class, but my brother must not.
Jiang Kuo nodded silently, I can fail the class, but my boyfriend must not.
Boyfriend is over! Did not hang!
Did Yang Ke send his brain to Duan Feifei
"When are you going home?" Duan Feifei asked.
This year's summer vacation is a week earlier than last year, and everyone is already busy going home from vacation, but Jiang Kuo is uncharacteristically in no hurry at all.
Usually, it's okay, but now it's the stage when Jiang's head office has something to do, and Jiang Kuo is not in a hurry to go back to guard Jiang's head who is fighting traitors with wisdom.
"Didn't your dad come out on the 12th?" Jiang Kuo said, "I'll accompany you to pick him up."
"…Does it need to be so grand?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Yes..." Jiang Kuo hesitated, "Is it inconvenient for me to go?"
"No, no, no," Duan Feifei quickly waved his hand, "My dad must be very happy to see you, and he feels good. I think... I will let you pick me up when I get out of prison... "
"It's okay if I go," Jiang Kuo said. "As long as there is no inconvenience, I don't care."
"Don't you have to go back early to accompany President Jiang?" Duan Feifei asked.
"I can't help him either, and everything has to be kept secret. I'll make a video with you on the side and get kicked out," Jiang Kuo tutted, "I might as well wait for the results to come out. How about studying for make-up exams directly…”
"Okay," Duan Feifei thought for a while, "I'll be more at ease if you stay with me. The closer the time is, the more panic I get."
Jiang Kuo can feel this state. The house that Duan Feifei rented from Fan Jiabao has already been packed and nothing is missing, but when Duan Feifei has nothing to do, he will go there, buy this in a while, and add it in a while. Well, even a day passed by to put a tissue holder...
In the face of a father who has not lived with him for ten years, a social genius like Duan Feifei who is not afraid to get along with anyone will be nervous and panic to the point of being at a loss.
Jiang Kuo was immediately confident that he would catch up with him after hanging up.