Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

It’s not that Ji Shumiao is eager for quick success, but the group is really short of money now.

After Lan Xi's boss Xu was able to get out of bed, he came to see her accompanied by his youngest daughter.

Even though Ji Shumiao was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by the price offered by Boss Xu and was speechless - this purchase price was too honest, almost half of it was given to him.

Boss Xu looked sick and worried: "I am a useless person. After years of hard work, I have only got myself sick and in debt. There are hundreds of people in the factory waiting for my salary, and people outside the factory are asking for debts. It really makes me unable to sleep or eat well."

A nice guy who is too honest and has a strong sense of morals can make good products but cannot do good business.

Boss Xu: "Since I am sincerely seeking the acquisition, I hope Xiao Ji can always treat the employees in the factory well."

Ji Shumiao: "I only treat employees who can create value for me well."

Those who are just sitting there doing nothing should get out of here as far away as possible.

Boss Xu choked, but nodded after a moment.

The acquisition of Lanxi Dairy Factory was a done deal, and everything started to go through the formalities.

Among the land that will be put up for auction next month, Ji Shumiao has his eyes on two pieces, and he will also acquire Mingwang by the end of the year. Lin Yi estimates that if everything goes well, and they mortgage the unfinished group building for a loan, they will still have a funding gap of nearly 2 billion.

The more debt you have, the higher the risk.

After the land was auctioned, she could use some connections, hug the legs of a senior leader and cry, and pay the land price a few months later, but at most half a year.

How could she get 2 billion in just half a year?

Land prices are rising faster and faster. If you don’t buy it now, you won’t be able to afford it in the future.

Damn it——

No matter how worried I am, I have to go home for dinner. Today, Xiaoyu finished filming and came back from the crew, and the whole family is reunited.

Xiaoyu saw that she was worried and comforted her, "I've already told Brother Qing to give me more notices in the future. I will definitely make more money."

Ji Shumiao held his chin and sighed: "Even if you work yourself to death, you can't make 2 billion."

"It would be good if we could get something together, even 1/50 or 1%."

"Yeah, that's true." Ji Shumiao touched his nose and made a sinister plan in his mind.

Several games that are now online are doing some krypton gold activities, Cha Sanmei is doing some hot IP linkage to reap some leeks, hot pot restaurants and building materials factories are not easy to run, clothing brands can find some celebrities to endorse and make some money from fan economy...

Grandma had recently acquired a few pieces of Xiangyunsha, but the color was not suitable for a teenage girl like Ji Shumiao, so she made a set of clothes for herself and her two daughters. They were modern clothes with Chinese elements, with the same style but different characteristics.

When the mother and daughter appeared in the restaurant, Ji Shumiao's eyes lit up instantly, and they turned into square-hole coins, shining with golden light: "Grandma! You are my real grandma!"

Instead of looking for stars, it is better to create them directly!

Grandma was a little confused and looked bewildered: "It's a relative... not a cousin..."

Ji Shumiao raised his face and smiled: "Grandma, let's make a name for ourselves."

Ji Shumiao made a series of plans. First, he spent money to send his grandmother to the top international fashion magazines, and then mobilized the internet celebrities he had to start a massive marketing campaign.

"The designs of this 60-year-old woman are very spiritual and never stick to conventions. Her understanding of clothing, extension and imagination of patterns all have a unique style, breaking the barriers between traditional and modern clothing."

"Ruan Xiangxiu's clothes have a spiritual barrier under the visual. You can receive the emotions expressed in the works, and you can see the designer's unique and unrestrained mysterious emotions through the barrier."

“When clothing is art, its role is to speak and express.”

"You can see the best embodiment of 'people-oriented' in her designs. Everything is for the wearer, bringing out your beauty while taking comfort into consideration to the greatest extent."

"Some people say that Ruan Xiangxiu is the Chanel of China. I disagree. She is an excellent designer who is rooted in the local area and has a strong vitality of localization."

……

"Oh my god! Is this the fairy grandma from our little island?"

"The one above, you've revealed the truth. I specifically looked through the group photos Qin Shuyu had posted before. Many of Qin Shuyu's cosplay and costumes were made by his grandma herself."

"Let's take a step back. Couldn't this be my grandma?"

"When my whole family buys clothes, we always go to Ruan Xiangxiu first. The clothing designs are really amazing!"

"Me too, me too! Many of Ruan Xiangxiu's clothes look ordinary, but they look great when they are worn!"

The reputation accumulated by the clothing brand in the past played a role in promoting this marketing. No matter how good the gold or silver cup is, it is not as good as the reputation of the consumers.

Many of my grandmother's conceptual design drafts were also rushed into being displayed as finished products, and a premeditated online carnival arose.

Where there is praise there is criticism. Some people criticize the immaturity of my design.

But so what?

Ji Shumiao was happy to see it happen. Controversy would bring popularity. Just looking at Ruan Xiangxiu's sales this quarter was enough to make her scream to the sky.

At the peak of public opinion, Ji Shumiao established the Ruan Xiangxiu high-end customization brand and announced that he would hold Ruan Xiangxiu's first personal Chinese style high-end customization fashion show.

The easiest thing to make, of course, is the money of the rich.

Qin Rong and Qin Yun were also busy. They wore the clothes made by their grandmother and showed off in the circle of rich wives, acting as mobile human billboards.

Brother Lang couldn't help but complain to Ji Shumiao: "When you are ruthless, you even exploit your own mother."

Ji Shumiao was not ashamed but proud: "Hehe, you still have room to be exploited, let me think about it carefully..."

"I can't hear you!" Ji Shulang covered his ears and ran away.

Putting aside the subsequent vigorous marketing campaign to create stars and praise gods, when school started, Ji Shumiao still had to carry his schoolbag to school.

It is not uncommon for students in aristocratic schools to have personal bodyguards or butlers, so Yinlang and Yinxiao pretended to be bodyguards to accompany Ji Shumiao in his studies.

On the first day of school, Ji Shumiao saw Yan Wei as the class teacher as expected.

Yan Wei had complained to her many times in private. He burned incense and prayed to Buddha every day to prevent Ji Shumiao from having any accidents at school. Otherwise, he would be like a cat scratching glutinous rice cakes - "he couldn't get his claws off."

Like the vast majority of workers in the world, no matter how much they complain, they will still forge ahead when the work assignment falls on them.

There were a group of friends around him. Even though Ji Shumiao was protected so closely, he was still "bullied" by the big sister of the aristocratic school on the first day of school.

"Where did you come from? I can smell your poverty from a distance. This bracelet is a reward for you. If you don't wear it, you'll be dead!"

"How come the people around you are as poor as you, taking all these and not accepting them? Don't even think about having a good life in the future!"

"You all have your eyes open and see this little bitch, right? Anyone who goes against her is going against me, Lu Liangjing."

"This diamond is too big, it makes my fingers look too short, it's just the right size to hit you on the head."

……

Ji Shumiao: "..."

Fortunately, I am not in the same grade as this girl, otherwise she might not be able to bear such forced love every day.

It's so awkward, but she loves it.

The courses in the aristocratic school are varied, including horse riding, baking, flower arrangement, piano...

During her first piano lesson, the moment Du Zixi saw her piano teacher, she excitedly squeezed Ji Shumiao's arm and stomped her feet to the drum beats.

Ji Shumiao was pinched by her and grimaced, and whispered: "Yes, it is very handsome, calm down."

The teacher who introduced himself as Nan Zhao is really good-looking, with the most popular pretty boy looks at the moment. He also has a unique literary and artistic temperament. He is tall and slender, with a graceful smile, and looks harmless.

"No! It's not about being handsome!" Du Zixi whispered, "He is a very good piano teacher. Those who have been taught by him have basically made a qualitative leap. My mother used all her connections and offered a high price to ask him to teach me, but he didn't agree."

Xixi secretly showed her a number: "This number is one class. I didn't agree."

It is one thing that he himself has no shortage of money, but it is another thing that students seeking his guidance line up from Beijing to London.

Ji Shumiao exclaimed: "Wow, it really makes money!"

"You are obsessed with money!" Du Zixi looked at her dissatisfiedly, "Art is priceless!"

Perhaps they chatted for too long, which aroused the dissatisfaction of Teacher Nanzhao, who smiled and gently reminded them: "Always respect the performers."

Du Zixi's face turned red and she pursed her lips.

In the first class, Nanzhao wanted to understand the piano level of all the students, and the first student had already sat on the piano bench.

Nan Zhao nodded, indicating that they could begin.

The students took turns to perform, and Nanzhao kept taking notes in his notebook. After a student finished playing, he would make a few appropriate comments, mostly positive encouragement, and one or two tactful suggestions.

No matter how badly the students played, he could always find a tricky angle to praise them sincerely.

When other people do this kind of thing, it is called "flattering", but he really is. Ji Shumiao is crying for wealth, and he is so sincere that it is hard for people to hate him.

It was Ji Shumiao's turn. Ji Shumiao said frankly: "Teacher, I don't know how to do it."

Her family is nouveau riche, and she has never learned to play such an expensive instrument as the piano.

Nan Zhao's expression did not change, and he even curled his lips because of her honesty: "It doesn't matter if you can't play. Appreciating music is a talent that everyone is born with."

Nan Zhao glanced at the student information in his hand and said, "Student Ji Shumiao, just listen carefully to the performances of other students today."

He smiled, his gentleness piercing people's hearts and lungs: "I also hope that classmate Ji can impress everyone in the final exam of this semester."

With Ji Shumiao's example, Qingqing also honestly admitted that she didn't know how to do it, but compared to Ji Shumiao's frankness, she felt a little more ashamed.

Xiaoyu and Lixiang had learned it before, but they only knew the basics and could only play simple tunes like "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star".

It was Du Zixi's turn. She took a deep breath and clenched her fist to cheer herself up.

After class, Du Zixi was left alone by Teacher Nanzhao.