80 lucky wife with fierce milk and sweet milk

In just a few minutes, Chu Yixuan, like an image of a strategizing general, neatly planned every position on this small leaflet.

After Chu Yiyang finished writing according to his instructions, the name of the shop and the strength of the discount on this piece of paper were clear at a glance.

When I looked down, I saw the address, and there was even a simple map next to it.

This map is still in the style of comics, and even the words on it are not neat and orderly, which is very impactful.

At first glance, it is Chu Yiyang's style. Although there are relatively few comic books now, there are already some overseas. Chu Yiyang cherishes his comic books and basically reads them again and again.

Because I like it, I often copy the comic books in my hand, and I can basically copy nine-tenths of them.

Gradually, I also have some basic skills in painting, which is not like the traditional style of painting, but closer to the style of comics.

Chu Jiang and Qiao Yuerong also discovered his talent and have already sent him to a painting class.

Not to mention how well I studied, but the two painting sessions are pretty good.

At this time, the whole family had circulated the list, and everyone was stunned.

Chu Yifei said in surprise, "It's a pity that it's not in color. It would be better if it was in color."

Chu Jiang shook his head, "The upfront cost of coloring is really too high, it's better like this, it's much better than the ones in the newspapers, it can catch people's curiosity just by looking at it."

Ning Xi was holding the flyer, nodded fiercely, and looked at Chu Yixuan with admiration, his second brother was really amazing.

After thinking about it for a long time, Qiao Yuerong finalized the strength of the discount.

After the family meeting, Qiao Yuerong took this piece of paper to find a photocopying agency the next day.

A total of [-] copies were made, and the photocopying agency worked overtime to prepare them all the next day.

Several children were neatly dressed, each of them held a small stack, and a group of two began to plan the development of the area.

Chu Yizhi took the most, carrying a green military bag, which was full of leaflets.

Chu Jiang, a university professor, also joined the ranks of the distribution because the school was on holiday.

Qiao Yuerong looked at her daughter wearing a yellow hat, an army green bag, and a small fan in her hand.

Looking up at the sun outside, he said distressedly, "Xiaoxi, let's stay with mom in the store and stare at the decoration. It's better not to go out and let my brother and dad send it."

The fan in Ning Xi's hand said, "Mom, I have a fan that is not hot. I will distribute it with my second brother, and it is nearby."

Qiao Yuerong saw her daughter's eager and excited expression, so she couldn't stop her, so she could only turn her head and stare at Chu Yixuan, "Take care of my sister, don't make her exhausted."

Then he stuffed five dollars into each child's pocket, and gave Ning Xi another five dollars.

When it was Chu Jiang's turn, seeing him tall and handsome and wearing a hat like a child, he stretched out his hand and looked at him eagerly, smiled and slapped the five yuan on his hand.

In this way, the distribution team started to get busy. The children were young, cute and sweet, and the brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts shouted and quickly finished the distribution.

It's hard for Chu Jiang, a university professor, to talk eloquently in class, and to solve all kinds of problems when encountering mechanical research, but when it was distributed, it took him a long time to hold back a word.

Fortunately, what he distributed was the residential area near the school, most of which were the school's teaching staff.

The professors and teachers of Jinghua University also basically lived here. When they saw Chu Jiang standing on the street corner with a large stack of things, he would give it to anyone he met, and many colleagues he knew also joined in the fun.

Who knew that after Chu Jiang's lo-mei stall was about to open, everyone took a list and said they would join in.

Because of the propaganda of these colleagues, the list in Chu Jiang's hand was quickly distributed, and everyone said they would join in the show.

On the way back from the professor's house, Zhou Dawei saw Chu Jiang standing there distributing orders.

I couldn't hold back and went to look at it, and immediately sneered.

Seeing Chu Jiang, who was not well dressed, standing there, Zhou Dawei stroked his newly bought shirt, and walked over with a high-spirited look.

When he walked in front of Chu Jiang, as if he had just discovered him, he let out a cry.

"Hey, isn't this Chujiang? Why are you here?"

Chu Jiang looked up and said, "Here's the list."

Zhou Dawei didn't understand what Pai Shanzi meant, but it didn't prevent him from ridiculing Chu Jiang.

"Why do you have this job now? Didn't you work as a teacher at the university? Did you get fired for doing something wrong?"

When he said the last sentence, the uncontrollable excitement in his expression, even his voice trembled, he was happy.

His eyes fixed on Chu Jiang, as if eager to get an affirmative answer from him.

But Chu Jiang didn't answer, but chatted with the person who just arrived next to him.

He gave the person a list and said in order, "This is my family's lo mei shop. It is the stall at the entrance of the original vegetable market. There is a discount on the opening day. Please appreciate it."

The person who took the order was a teaching assistant at Jinghua University, and the people Chu Jiang met in school were all serious and rigorous.

Today, Professor Chu actually talked so much with him, and his mood immediately became agitated.

This is his idol. He is already the vice president at such a young age, and it has always been his goal.

The idol talked to himself so much, but he was still amiable. How could he lose the chain, and immediately replied loudly, "Professor Chu, don't worry, I will definitely go!"

Chu Jiang gave him a teachable look, but the man couldn't understand it at all, and thought that he would be satisfied with Chu Jiang's loud answer, so he became even more excited.

"Dean Chu! Don't worry, I will definitely bring my colleagues to cheer you on!" After expressing his loyalty, he left holding the paper.

After hearing the man's answer, Zhou Dawei's face froze for a moment, turning blue and then pale. Seeing Chu Jiang's playful eyes drifting over from time to time, he wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

He turned out to be a professor!

I always thought that Chu Jiang was a teacher, but I didn't expect to be a professor. The man said that he was still the dean.

Zhou Dawei suddenly felt that Chu Jiang's eyes were not only crying blood but also contempt.

Step on him every minute and ruthlessly trample him.

He has been trying to please his professor for so long, and he hasn't even become a regular, and he hasn't established a plan yet. How can Chu Jiang be a professor or a dean.

The more Zhou Dawei thought about it, the angrier he became. Looking at Chu Jiang's eyes, he also became more and more angry.

He ran away in a panic without saying a word, gritted his teeth in hatred and went home, and closed the door with a bang.

Chen Fu was trying on clothes at home, and she was happy to see him come back, but she was startled by the sound of the door closing.

He patted his chest and said, "What are you doing, the door is broken and you don't need money to repair it!"

Zhou Dawei gave her a hard look, "The door of my own house is broken, and I paid for the repairs myself. If you don't make money, why are you yelling here!"

One sentence made Chen Fu very angry.