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For a thousand people, there are two thousand buns per person.

There is no such thing as a noodle machine or a steamed bun machine. They are all manual. All the shops near the workers who can make buns have received orders.

For a dime, two thousand per day, plus pickles, the daily expenditure is more than 100 yuan.

Teacher Xu is great. One person made the GDP of Beijing increase by 0.000001%.

He had moved the cover to the working body and stared into the middle of the night. When he was sleepy, he would squint and shift with Cheng Dong. A group of passionate youths, having fun in pain, only a few minutes of the opening ceremony.

After a day of dancing the flag, my hands were cramped; all the punches were bruised, and they fell on the ground; a little girl was poked in the eyes by weapons during the practice, and she was almost blind ...

In short, Teacher Xu has been sublimated, the soul is baptized, and can be ascended after death.

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Daju Alley, early morning.

A big beep drove, crunching, almost stuck in the alley.

An old lady glared and said, "Where are you from? No cars are allowed in the alley. Once your car stops, how will others go?"

"Immediately!"

Li Chengru nodded and bowed his waist, carrying two woven bags into the courtyard and flicking into the house. boom! Smashed on the hill bag.

200,000 sets, here are the first batch of 50,000. It was also because he went to sea early and knew everyone well, otherwise he couldn't even find the fabric or workmanship.

Li Chengru clapped his hands and sat on the stump of "Hutong People" for breakfast. Just after eating, he saw someone coming in.

"Ouch, why don't your beards scratch?"

"Ok?"

Xu Fei touched his chin, why did anyone say I have a beard? I just want to change from a small fresh meat to a sportsman.

"It's not easy to see you, I thought you didn't do business."

"It's really not free. I still ask for leave today. Are all the clothes all right?"

"Five thousand clothes and ten thousand pairs of shoes are all inside."

Teacher Xu easily found a white round-neck T-shirt with a clean overall appearance and the "Asian Games 1990" printed on the left chest, which was the logo of Yilian men.

Women's clothing is a silhouette of a lady's head, and men's clothing is replaced by a gentleman's silhouette. Don't think it's pretty, Chanel still has men's clothing.

The lower body is black big shorts, with trouser pockets, and the letters: BeiJing are printed on the right leg.

In fact, he wanted to print "gochina", afraid of getting criticized.

This is a special set of 10,000 sets of white leather shoes. The casual style of leather shoes is not that kind of thing. The rest of the ordinary models are just a T-shirt.

"Sure enough, old rivers and lakes, fabric workmanship is good."

"How can a national event be fooled?"

Li Chengru was just astonished and asked, "How much do you plan to sell?"

"One hundred sixteen, the remaining forty."

"Your conscience! With this sponsor, this style is not expensive at all."

He rolled his eyes and calculated that 10,000 sets would be 1.6 million, and 190,000 would be multiplied by 40, for a total of 9.2 million!

Hiss!

Li Chengru quickly and slowly, right, there are costs! The profit of other clothes can reach 100%, these materials are good, about 75%.

More than six million! Divide again ...

He was trembling, and he didn't make so much money in the sea for several years. It was a one-off. But then I thought about it, "You, you are confident you can empty it?"

"Never underestimate the purchasing power of the people, especially in special times. Of course, you have to be prepared, come over with your ears ..."

Li Chengru posted to listen to it, his eyes grew bigger and bigger, and he snapped his thumbs.

"You are in business, and I don't have this idea."

"I'm not humble. I'm not afraid of anyone more than marketing, just advertising."

"Haha, well, let's do a big job!"

Men die to secondary two.

Xu Fei looked around akimbo, and the whole thing was quite surging. There was no way to do it in the 1980s, and now it can finally wave.

………………

"Meow!"

The pomegranate jumped off the tree. With a paw, he held a mouse, and it was boring for a long time. Pia threw it to the gourd.

The gourd cried twice and continued to tinker.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and the afternoon courtyard was a little sullen. The sun shined into the master bedroom, shouting at teacher Xu who looked up and down, snoring.

Yesterday, Cai Cai, he came back in the early morning, and wished he would sleep for half a month.

In half a month, how much bun money was spent!

The sun slowly drifted, and Xu Fei remained motionless. There was a breeze in the courtyard, the leaves rustled, and the two trees were still alive.

A lean bone is tall and upright, graceful; a round and dignified, full and dense.

"Cappa!"

"Cappa!"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside. After a while, he started shouting again: "Mr. Xu! Is Mr. Xu at home?"

"Teacher Xu!"

"me!"

This man was quite persistent, and Xu Fei was finally awakened and opened the door with extreme fierceness.

Squeak, showing the face of Feng pants.

"Hey, really at home, sorry to disturb." He grinned, as usual, three points lower.

"Why are you looking for me?"

"Coming with the mission."

Seeing that he didn't mean to let off, Feng Pants stood at the door and said, "I know you are busy lately, but there is a happy event today. Ma's song and dance hall is open and gathers at night."

"Ok?"

Xu Fei's confused head didn't turn around, "What dance hall?"

"That's when you didn't know in Changbai Mountain. Master Ma saved two bad money and wanted to invest. Everyone came up with an idea and opened a dance hall called Haima."

Oh!

He thought clearly, and although he was still sleepy, he woke up and looked at it.

"Then wait for a while, I will pick it up."

"Eh eh."

Feng's pants entered the hospital, and sat on the stone bench for a look. It was like this for the first time, and it is still the same now, but people can't say the same thing.

In fact, he believed that his skills were not bad, only the opportunity, so he was fooling Zheng Xiaolong and Wang Shuo. Xu Fei was also vain before, but now there is less, because it is found that he is not the same person. What this man is thinking, he can't understand.

After a short wait, Mr. Xu was dressed neatly and carried a bottle of tiger bone wine as a gift.

In the evening, the two arrived.

The door is not big, there are flower baskets on both sides, and there is a small window for selling tickets next to the door. There are a lot of cars parked, quite familiar faces, it is not an exaggeration to say that celebrities are gathered.

"Hey, Xu Fei!"

The old horse stood at the door to greet the guests, "I haven't seen you in a few days, I really admire for the country and the people."

"Exalted, congratulations on opening!"

"Yo, this wine is good! Please have it inside."

Teacher Xu went in and swept around, the old-fashioned dance hall.

Add a dance word and raise it because there is no dance floor. A large table and chairs, a wooden round table with a few chairs, this is a small seat; there is also a circle of sofas with a large coffee table, this is a large table.

There can be more than one hundred seats, with a bar in the back and air conditioning on each side. In front is the stage, with a pale white bottom light, poking a machine with a microphone, for singing.

An unknown woman, big eyeshadow peach makeup, is singing Teresa Teng.

"Grandson (zei)!"

Wang Shuo got up and beckoned, "You are the biggest man now, and you have to ask someone to invite you. We just bet just to give Lao Ma a face."

"It's not face-saving. Yesterday's total color, I didn't get home at four o'clock in the morning, I was screamed to be awakened."

Xu Fei sat down and said hello to Mo Yan and others.

(Recently watching Wen Tiejun ’s lecture, I feel very good.)