"I replied with a message." Duan Feifei said.
"You're so righteous?" Ding Zhe was shocked, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you up."
"Accidental," Duan Feifei laughed, "things in the store."
Jiang Kuo turned to look at him.
"It's okay." Duan Feifei said.
"What news?" Jiang Kuo leaned over.
"I'll tell you later." Duan Feifei said softly.
After finishing this hastily, Duan Feifei was ordered to buy Mala Tang as a treat.
"How can you eat Mala Tang within two hours after you just finished the barbecue?" Jiang Kuo got out of bed with him and went to buy Mala Tang together.
"This is for the grain reserve made overnight today." Dong Kun said.
Jiang Kuo sighed.
"Why are you going?" Liu Fatty looked at him.
"Walk around Xiaoxiaoshi'er." Jiang Kuo said.
"Walking to Malatang Xiaoshi'er?" Dong Kun asked with a smile.
"... Hmm." Jiang Kuo didn't know how to answer.
"Do you want something to drink?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Yes," Dong Kun said, "if you have the money, go and get it."
"He can get it even if he doesn't go," Liu Fatty said, "Duan Feifei rides a bicycle."
"That car has no basket." Dong Kun said.
"It's okay to put it in the pocket and not on the front of the trailer." Liu Fatty said.
Dong Kun glanced at him, sighed, and then roared: "I'm not playing anymore! You don't care how he takes it! I won't let you go!"
"Play." Liu Fat said.
Sun Ji was amused, hehe laughed for a long time: "Fatty's attitude is still very good."
After leaving the dormitory, Jiang Kuo couldn't help but look back while walking: "Why do I think Dong Kun..."
"It's weird, right?" Duan Feifei said.
"Well," Jiang Kuo turned back to look at him, "Do you think so too?"
"When we went out to play together before..." Duan Feifei put his hand on his shoulder, "but he won't ask too much, just play stupid together."
Jiang Kuo didn't say anything more. Compared with Dong Kun's weirdness, he still cared more about what Duan Feifei just said about the store.
"Did Uncle send you a message?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"No," Duan Feifei sighed, "he transferred the money to me."
Jiang Kuo was stunned for a moment: "Is it asking you to open an online store? You didn't tell him to use it first?"
"I said, that's why he transferred in a hurry," Duan Feihan turned on his phone and showed him the transfer message, "Originally they were planning to give me 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, but now they are afraid that I am worried and transferred 40,000 yuan. ."
"Do you want to turn back?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Definitely not, isn't that creating a family conflict," Duan Feifei smiled, "I won't move the money for now, it would be more appropriate if the new store has to use the money and then take it out."
"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded, "I figured it out, the initial online store won't cost too much, and the registration and opening of the store, including design and packaging, won't cost much, and the promotion costs may be a bit more later, but our supply is stable. , no other cost…”
"Has the logo been designed?" Duan Feifei asked with a smile.
"Damn," Jiang Kuo sighed, "we might as well design the packaging first..."
Duan Feifei laughed out loud: "Okay."
No, definitely not.
Jiang Kuo felt that there was still a serious deviation in his cognition of his own strength. After all, he could even vomit blood when he painted a color assignment.
Duan Feifei is not in a hurry. He can let Sun Ji try it. If Sun Ji can't do it, he can ask his other design classmates for help.
Jiang Kuo didn't want this. He even hoped that it would be more meaningful to take this thing out of him.
Even if he finds someone to design it.
Although he doesn't have classmates like Duan Feihan, it's not that he doesn't have any. His classmates should be more awesome, but he is not familiar with them.
But he still has more reliable people to look for than his classmates.
"How much is the design fee, and how will it be settled?" Jiang Liao was eating apples, and the phone was cracking.
"No, do it for nothing." Jiang Kuo said.
Jiang Liao directly hung up the phone.
Jiang Kuo called her again, and after a few seconds of silence in the receiver came the prompt "The number you dialed has been turned off".
He was routinely blocked by Jiang Duo, and he didn't need to read WeChat, it must be a synchronous operation.
Jiang Kuo looked at Li Zirui, who was sleeping at the desk next to him: "Zirui, lend me your cell phone."
Li Zirui was stunned: "You have no money on your mobile phone?"
Jiang Kuo didn't speak.
"Impossible?" Li Zirui took out his cell phone, unlocked it, and handed it to him.
"I was blocked by my sister," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll make a call."
"Fight," Li Zirui laughed, "you don't have the dignity to be a brother in front of your sister."
"Sleep," Jiang Kuo knocked on the table in front of him, "sleep, ah."
I used Li Zirui's phone to call, and it really got through.
Jiang Liao answered the phone: "Did you think I wouldn't know it was you if I called from another number?"
"Let's talk about the conditions," Jiang Kuo said. "Apart from money, anything else is fine."
"Where did you spend all your money?" Jiang Liao asked, "I can believe that you lost all your money. You partnered with Duan Feifei, so he can also lose all your money?"
"It hasn't started yet. Wherever you go, you can save it if you can," Jiang Kuo said. "Besides, haven't there been no money transactions between us all the time? It's all barter."
"Give me the car when you come back from summer vacation." Jiang Liao said.
"You run a black shop!" Jiang Kuo raised his voice.
"Do you want to promote it later? Live broadcast or something," Jiang Liao said, "I have the resources here, so I can pack it for you. If you depreciate your car, it will be used twice."
"The car is not good," Jiang Kuo said. "Don't go too far, just the trademark and the packaging. The packaging has two sizes and two colors to distinguish the taste."
"Let's owe it first, I can't think of anything valuable from you," Jiang Liao said. "You send me a document with your specific requirements."
"Thank you." Jiang Kuo let out a sigh of relief.
"Which style do you want?" Jiang Liao said, "Would you like to print the photo of Duan Feifei or his uncle?"
"... It's over?" Jiang Kuo was shocked, "You kill them both."
Jiang Liao smiled: "Okay, I see, wait, it's not so fast, I'm not at home now."
"Where did you go?" Jiang Kuo asked, "Did you just dismantle the board?"
"In a small fishing village by the sea," Jiang Liao said, "there are twenty hours of sleep a day. Except for eating and strolling, the working time is only half an hour."
"Try to hurry up," Jiang Kuo said, "put my number out."
Jiang Liao hung up the phone.
This was the last weekend before Duan Feifei's birthday. Jiang Kuo had not yet thought about what birthday present he would give Duan Feifei, and he had not even seen Duan Feifei this weekend.
Duan Ling rested for the past two days, Duan Feifei and her went out to see the facade and ran for two days.
Jiang Kuo didn't follow. This new store had nothing to do with him. It seemed inappropriate for him to follow. Duan Feifei returned to Niu Sandao in the evening. The family had to discuss it, and there was no time to meet.
Jiang Kuo usually doesn't feel anything when he eats together in get out of class and after class, but when he is close at hand and can't see each other, the kind of miss intertwined with boredom is particularly obvious.
There will even be some unpleasantness.
He can also understand the relationship between Duan Feifei and the old uncle's family, as close as a father and son, but on top of this level of intimacy, it also wraps the old uncle's sense of responsibility beyond his own children and Duan Feifei's gratitude.
In Duan Feihan's life, the uncle's family and the three knives of cattle are almost above everything.
Jiang Kuo felt that this state was wrong, but he had no solution. After all, Duan Feifei's growth in the past ten years was difficult and complicated, and it was not possible to define right or wrong.
So he followed with some caution. He only called Duan Feifei twice in the past two days, for fear that Duan Feifei would sense his emotions and rush back to accompany him if he contacted him too much.
"That's all for today," Duan Ling sat on the stone chair by the roadside, beating his calf, "I don't think it's very good, the only suitable one is the one we watched yesterday, but the rent is too high. Taller."
"Ding Zhe said the two at his house were okay, he took some pictures," Duan Feifei said, "I'll ask him when I go back to school in the evening."
"Well," Duan Ling sighed, "You're a waste this weekend."
"It's okay," Duan Feifei said, "It's not like running like this every day."
"You." Duan Ling stood up and patted his arm, "Let's go back, it's time for dinner."
"I'll call for a car." Duan Feihan lowered his head and poked on his phone.
"When did you buy the phone?" Duan Ling saw his new phone.
"Last month, the one you gave me is a little slow." Duan Feifei sent a message to Jiang Kuo after calling the car.
[Instructions are as follows]Kuokuo
[JK921]Hello Nasty
[Instructions are as follows] Kuobao
[JK921]…
[Instructions are as follows]Uncle Kuo
[JK921]Good boy, are you still outside
[Instructions are as follows] Today is over, will you come to Niu Sandao for dinner later? or we go out to eat
[JK921]…
[JK921]Tang Li invited me to dinner tonight, I promised to go
[JK921]I thought you had a busy day today
[JK921]I pushed it
[Instructions are as follows] Don't push it, it's Tang Li's first treat, it's not good to push
[Instructions are as follows] Where to eat, I will pick you up after eating
[JK921]? do you need to be so solemn
[Instructions are as follows]Required
[JK921]Did you miss me
[Instructions are as follows] Think crazy fast
[JK921]I will send you the location when I go to the place, it seems not far away
[Instructions are as follows]Good
It’s been really tiring these two days. In fact, Duan Ling originally planned to see it by himself, but Duan Ling moved out of Niu San Dao after working. He was not as clear as he was about the situation in the store, what kind of location and what kind of surrounding environment. , he will know better.
However, looking for a facade is not something that can be found after a few runs.
Duan Feifei sighed, holding his hands and raising his arms to stretch.
When passing the parking lot with Duan Ling, Duan Feifei saw a car parked on the outermost side at a glance.
Jiang's car.
It wasn't Brabus, it was the Bentley that Jiang Kuo drove when they went to Jiang Kuo's house last time.
He may not be sure just by looking at the car, but with the license plate, there will be no mistake.
He glanced quickly at the cab again, but saw no one.
"You go back first," he said to Duan Ling, "I still have something to do."
"Well." Duan Ling responded, yawning and walking forward.
Duan Feifei ran to the side of the car and turned around, but saw no one.
"Uncle Huang," he walked to the parking lot duty room, "How busy are you?"
"I'm ready to eat," Mr. Huang squatted behind the duty room and watched his small stove to cook soup. "Are you going out or coming back?"
"Just back," Duan Feifei glanced back, "When did that car come?"
"Which one?" Uncle Huang stretched his head and glanced at it, "Oh, that black one? It's been a while, more than half an hour, you know?"
"Ah." Duan Feifei replied vaguely.
President Jiang is here.
In less than a month, I came here twice.
President Jiang was able to find Niu Sandao directly, which was unexpected by Duan Feifei.
But President Jiang definitely didn't go directly to Niu Sandao to find him, or the old uncle would call him, where did that person go
Duan Feifan walked into the parking lot again. Jiang Kuo's car was parked in the inner position. After school started, Jiang Kuo parked his car here, which was more convenient and safer than the school and the community.
He turned around Jiang Kuo's car again, but still didn't find any traces left by President Jiang.
… what traces can be left!
He took out his mobile phone and hesitated whether to tell Jiang Kuo about this.
Let's talk, Jiang Kuo may have killed him directly, and last time President Jiang meant that he didn't want Jiang Kuo to know, but let's not say it, he couldn't figure out President Jiang's intention, in case something went wrong in the response. …
"Small paragraph." Someone called him from behind.
"Hey." Duan Feihan also responded conditionedly.
When he turned around, he saw President Jiang standing behind him with a smile.
"Mr. Jiang?" Duan Feifei looked at him in surprise, "Why are you here? I..."
"Have you been looking for me for a long time?" President Jiang interrupted him with a smile.
Duan Feifei was forced to stop this performance, and he also smiled: "Yes."
"I just walked around the market," Mr. Jiang said. "Is the market about to move?"
"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded.
President Jiang chatted with him casually, and then walked over to the market gate: "Let's go, let's have a meal together."
Duan Feifei felt very tormented at the moment, but he couldn't say "Mr. Jiang, why don't you come back?", so he could only bite the bullet and follow.
"Don't drive anymore," President Jiang said. "Is there any place to eat nearby?"
should not.
Duan Feifei didn't know what his requirements were for "a place to eat". Although he had eaten at the small restaurant next to the school, after all, his son was normally at least a grade that he did not recognize.
"Whatever you want, it's where you usually eat." President Jiang said.
"Okay," Duan Feifei nodded, "then it's on the street outside."
Little Zhuge at the door, the favorite home-style restaurant of the uncle's family, with affordable prices and ample portions.
Duan Feifei brought President Jiang here, and the proprietress greeted him with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Feifei."
"School is very busy," Duan Feifei said, "Is there still a small deck in the back?"
"Yes," the proprietress called a waiter, "bring it to Feifei, the one at the innermost."
"Isn't that someone ordered?" the waiter asked.
"It's time to wait!" The proprietress was very straightforward.
The waiter led them to the booth. Little Zhuge had no box, and the best seat was the booth.
After the two of them sat down, President Jiang habitually took out a small packet of tea and looked at the waiter.
"I'm coming." Duan Feifei got up and went to ask for a cup of tea.
Jiang Kuo is very familiar with this job. When he first met, he could see Jiang Kuo silently brewing tea every time he ate, as if he was in another time and space.
This is probably a habit developed by President Jiang.
Duan Feifei ordered dishes from the waiter while making tea, then poured a cup of the brewed tea and put it in front of President Jiang.
"The soup is slow." President Jiang took a sip.
"... What kind of soup?" Duan Feifei asked.
"It's just been soaking for a long time." Jiang said.
"Really?" Duan Feifei recalled Jiang Kuo's brewing tea, and it seemed that the water was poured out as soon as it went in, "Then make it again?"
"It's okay," President Jiang smiled, "it's not that particular."
If you are not so particular, you will not be able to drink Mr. Jiang.
"Aren't you with Jiang Kuo this weekend?" President Jiang asked after drinking two sips of tea.
Duan Feifei felt his heartbeat suddenly speed up.
"No," he poured himself a cup of tea, "I've been out with my sister for the past two days, Jiang Kuo... We don't always get together, hang out."
Duan Feifei specially added a word to make it less ambiguous.
"Don't you need to discuss the matter of opening an online store together?" President Jiang asked.
Gee.
Hard to guard against.
"It hasn't officially started yet," said Duan Feifei, "Jiang Kuo wants to design his own logo and packaging first..."
President Jiang laughed.
Duan Feifei looked at him.
"He designed it himself?" President Jiang asked.
"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "It makes more sense to design it yourself."
"It's like playing," Jiang said. "Trademarks and packaging, these designs are related to the brand's image and consumers' impression when they see something for the first time. It's all professional content..."
"How would you know if you didn't try?" Duan Feifei felt that President Jiang was right, but he couldn't help but refute, "After all, I know exactly what I want to feel."
"Well, yes." Jiang said.
These two words brought Duan Feihan back to when he faced the head teacher in high school.
"I think..." Duan Feifei stopped in the middle of speaking, feeling that he didn't come up with something for a while, maybe it was the face-to-face alone scene that made him a little nervous, and his mind hadn't recovered.
"If you want to open this store well," President Jiang said, "don't follow him with everything. He may have ideas, ideas, and know how a store works, but he is far from you as far as the sauce is concerned. "
"I understand what you mean." Duan Feifei nodded.
President Jiang's entry point is very magical, and his serious appearance made him feel that President Jiang was here for their online store, which has not been half-written.
"I'm not saying that my son is not good, I also hope that he can do something, hone and hone," President Jiang said, "but he does things based on interest. If he is interested, he can do it well. I do not want to see."
Duan Feifei nodded and said nothing.
"Cannon always hung out with him before, so I can still know a little bit about it," President Jiang said. "Now I can only inquire about it from the side. He doesn't have much contact with his family."
Although President Jiang's words were a little pitiful, Duan Feifei immediately grasped the point.
Jiang Kuo! Did you hear it! The artillery is really Jiang's insider!
President Jiang also wants to develop me into an insider!
"They're all adults." Duan Feifei smiled.
"That's not true, Cannon is a little older than you, so he's not like him..." President Jiang looked at him, "How is your relationship with your family? Is that the case?"
"Almost," Duan Feifei said, "mainly because I'm close to home."
"Three swords?" President Jiang asked.
"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded, "It only takes a few minutes to go to school."
"Niu San Dao..." President Jiang looked at him, "Is your uncle's family doing it?"
Duan Feifei reacted, looked at President Jiang, and nodded, "Yes."
"Where are your parents?" President Jiang asked.
"Divorced," said Duan Feifei, "my mother... I don't see her very often. My father is in jail."
President Jiang was stunned for a short time: "That's it."
"My dad is about to be released from prison this August." Duan Feifei didn't plan to hide it.
"Oh." President Jiang took a sip of tea.
The waiter began to serve the food, and their conversation paused for a while.
Duan Feifei's mind was a little confused. He thought President Jiang would go straight to ask something else, but he didn't expect to get involved in this issue.
Although he didn't mind telling others about his family, this person was President Jiang after all, and he was Jiang Kuo's father.
This is somewhat unpleasant to say.
"How many years?" President Jiang asked again after the waiter left.
"Ten years." Duan Feifei replied.
President Jiang was silent for a while: "Then it's not easy for you."