Confess That You Don't Accept It, I Change My Mind, Why Are You Crying?

Lu Qiang nodded: "We recently received some orders from non-students, and I don't know how to deal with them.

"You mean, there are retail investors who live in other places who are using rice cookers?"

"Yes, the farthest one has reached the South Third Ring Road. We were afraid of offending our customers, so we had to send it away."

Jiang Zhou nodded, and gradually fell into thinking.

Although the business of the rice cooker started from the university.

But it will eventually go to society.

It is a good thing that people who are not students order food on the cooker.

This shows that everyone is getting used to ordering food online step by step.

But too much distance will undoubtedly wear out current riders.

After all, it will take four to 10 minutes at the fastest from here to the South Third Ring Road.

"Are there many foreign orders like this?"

"Not many, only twice a week."

Jiang Zhou raised his head: "Then let's put this question aside for now, and tell me about it next time.

Lu Qiang nodded, keeping the boss's words in mind.

So came the second day.

An activity about market expansion was launched vigorously.

Han Rou and Su Nan went to the school office to apply for a printer and a laminator.

Yan Weimin reluctantly gave them an approval form with a red seal on it.

"Take care and use it, the school will recycle it!"

Su Nan smiled slightly holding the approval form: "Director Yan, since the things were given to our boss, do you still want to ask for them back?

Director Yan gritted his teeth: "If it breaks, you have to pay for it at the depreciated price!"

"Really?"

"Forget it, don't tell Jiang Zhou that. I'm too old to stand up to him."

Han Rou smiled, pulled Su Nan up, thanked her and left.

Then they called a few people and set up a printing room in the small brick building.

With this printing room, the advertisements of cookers will continue to spread in the university town in the future.

"I am the president of the student council, and I don't get paid, but I still have to work."

Han Rou looked at the printing room that had been built, and couldn't help complaining.

Su Nan snorted: "Come on, senior, the boss loves you the most."

"is it?"

"He always gives you red envelopes, even if it's a holiday, and it's a must if you give it during the 24 solar terms!"

Han Rou turned her head with a look of reason: "He's a big brother, that's what he should be."

Su Nan looked envious and jealous: "What if it's a boyfriend? Have you ever seen red envelopes given out during the 24 solar terms?"

"I've never talked about a boyfriend..."

"Well, neither did I..."

On the other hand, the marketing team also started to act.

Both Mu Xiaoxiao and Zhu Jingyue are negotiating for the first time.

Jiang Zhou felt a little uneasy, so he went with them.

The first stop for the three of them was the nearby Shangjing Normal University.

In the early stage of the project, running the business was very hard work.

It is basically impossible not to be humble.

Just like they are now, because they came too early, the appointed time has not yet arrived.

They can only stand in the sun and wait.

Even though summer is over, autumn is about to begin.

But the temperature at noon is still not what college students like them can bear.

This makes Jiang Zhou, who is used to sitting in the office bragging, miserable.

"Xiaoxiao, have you brought sunscreen?"

Mu Xiaoxiao looked in the small satchel: "I have it, boss, do you want to use it?"

Jiang Zhou fanned his fan: "Come on, give me three coats."

"Oh well."

Mu Xiaoxiao unscrewed the cap, and applied sunscreen to Jiang Zhou's arms with her warm little hands.

Jiang Zhou couldn't help sighing: "If you don't watch Su Nan dance in the office at noon, you'd be drunk if you ran to this poor place to suffer.

"It's almost time, boss, hold on."

"Xiaoxiao, I have to criticize you."

Mu Xiaoxiao was innocent: "Why?"

Jiang Zhou raised his head: "Never tell boys, please persevere."

"Well... Boss, how bad are you!"

Jiang Zhou grinned, and his irritability eased a lot.

The senior sisters in the junior year are all sensible people.

People can understand immediately when they make such a joke.

It's not like that girl Feng Siruo.

He lied to her to call him her husband, even for more than a month to no avail.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhou turned on his phone and found the top chat box.

"Feng Siruo, what are you doing?"

Feng Siruo replied in seconds: "Sleep."

Jiang Zhou pointed his fingers: "I am earning money outside, and you are sleeping at home?"

"Then I'll play flying cars."

"The computer in the office is broken."

Feng Siruo: "I bought a notebook."

Jiang Zhou froze for a moment: "Okay, I'll deal with you when I go back!"

"don't want……"

"No, no, no, it must."

Feng Siruo immediately responded with a bomb expression.

Jiang Zhou could even imagine the angry little face in front of the opposite screen.

But after a while, Feng Siruo might be a little scared.

So he added another expression of aggrieved tears.

"Don't clean me up, okay..."

"It shouldn't be very good, so please look forward to it."

After sending this sentence and going back, Feng Siruo came over with another bomb expression.

She can't plead for mercy, and the pot is broken.

It's like a prisoner before his execution, shouting that I will be a hero again 18 years later!

Jiang Zhou turned off his phone and glanced at the time.

There was still half an hour before the scheduled meeting time.

Mu Xiaoxiao has already applied sunscreen for him and is chatting with Zhu Jingyue.

"What brand is your lipstick? It looks so natural."

"It's from Saint Laurent, doesn't it look good? I went to the beauty store to try on the color number."

"Give me the color number, and I'll buy one if I have time."

"Okay ok...0"

The two were chatting, and suddenly found that Jiang Zhou was looking at them.

It's working time now, and the small employees can't be too presumptuous anyway.

So the two stood up immediately and remained silent.

But Jiang Zhou was still looking at them, which made the two girls feel a little strange.

"Boss, is there something on our two faces?"

Jiang Zhou shook his head: "No, I'm curious about your lipstick."

Zhu Jingyue opened her eyes slightly: "Boss, do you also want to know the color number of my lipstick?

"No, I just want to taste what it tastes like."

"Boss, you are too bad!"

The two girls blushed and took a half step away in a panic.

Jiang Zhou had no choice but to light a cigarette, feeling that he was a little too careless.

Did he come here to discuss business, or to tease his employees?