She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"Then it's probably too late for you to contact me now."

Manshu's face was filled with black lines.

"But how did you come up with the idea of ​​selling sanitary pads?"

Miao Miao scratched his head embarrassedly: "It's like this, Gao Yuaner and I got the inspiration when we were in the supermarket."

"Wasn't I full of curiosity about college? So I started hanging out on forums during the summer vacation and saw the advice from my seniors."

"Some people said that sanitary napkins are very useful and can be used as insoles. Some senior brothers tried it themselves and said it was good."

"So, Gao Yuaner and I thought that boys might be embarrassed to buy this stuff, but we could go wholesale and then sell it to those boys."

"Is it a good idea?"

Miao Miao had an expression that looked like he was asking for praise.

Manshu nodded: "This is indeed a good idea. You should try it with Gao Yuan first to see if you can find a supplier, preferably one that can ship to you right away."

"Okay." Miao Miao nodded.

The two returned to the dormitory and found Gao Yuan still there. There was a smell of pickles in the room.

The air conditioner was not on, maybe it was to save electricity due to the high altitude. She seemed to be taking a nap.

Manshu simply opened the door to allow air to circulate, and only then did he feel a little better.

Miao Miao took a deep sip of the milk tea and thought to himself: Oh my god, this tastes so strong!

However, after the two came back, Gao Yuan woke up quickly.

Miao Miao couldn't wait to discuss finding suppliers with her.

The two of them only looked for sanitary napkin suppliers in the imperial capital.

Miao Miao was responsible for searching on the computer, and Gao Yuan was responsible for making the call.

But even so, the two failed.

Those factories all have their own special channels, and generally speaking, they rarely do business privately.

What's more, the quantity they want is not much.

This resulted in even fewer manufacturers willing to supply goods, and one of them even told them not to make trouble.

After being rejected several times, Miao Miao and Gao Yuan became a little discouraged.

Manshu thought of the Ming family. Although the Ming family runs a shopping mall, they seem to also have a daily chemical products factory. If Mingyu is asked for help, it should be possible.

She simply called Ming Yu.

"Have you reported to school? Why haven't you contacted me?"

There was a hint of laziness in Ming Yu's voice, and it was obvious that he had not woken up yet.

"Didn't I contact you?" Manshu felt a little embarrassed.

"Come on, you don't come here for no reason. Just tell me what you want to say." Ming Yu leaned against the headboard of the bed in the dormitory, drinking soda with a melancholy look on his face.

He doesn't want to live on campus at all because the internet connection is not good enough for playing games there.

"There is indeed something I want to ask. Your family owns a sanitary napkin factory, right?"

“Pfft…” Ming Yu almost spit out a mouthful of Coke, “What the hell is that? If you want to use that stuff, just go to the supermarket and buy it. If that doesn’t work, I can even give you a whole truckload.”

"But you want the factory to supply the goods. Do you also want to do wholesale and buy everything you will use in your lifetime?"

Ming Yu's mouth has always been unforgiving.

Manshu was too lazy to beat around the bush with him and just said that a classmate in the dormitory wanted to sell sanitary napkins to the male classmates as insoles to earn some pocket money.

"Your idea is very good." Ming Yu was born in a merchant family, and he was influenced by it since he was a child. "However, if you want it now, the factory may not have it in stock."

"Even if there is, you don't have an advantage. How much can you get?"

right.

Manshu looked at Miaomiao and Gaoyuan. When they learned that she was helping to ask people for supply channels, they were very much looking forward to it, but they also didn't want to make things difficult for Manshu.