After rebirth, I want to destroy my original family

bang bang bang...!

There was a knock on the door. Gu Ming was sitting in the back of the milk tea shop taking a nap. He looked up and saw an older lady with disheveled hair and glasses poking her head in.

"Hello, I am the owner of the hot pot restaurant at the right end of the snack street. I would like to ask where you advertised?"

Gu Ming was stunned for a moment, then a smile broke out on his face, and he quickly handed over a chair: "I'm in charge of Douyin ads, you can just tell me."

"Sister, our Douyin advertising now enjoys a 8% discount. The promotion in the morning time is 9999, the promotion in the noon time is 19999, and the promotion in the evening is 5999. The price is negotiable. We can even send a team to shoot videos for you." Gu Ming used skillfully Explaining with words.

"The second one is half price?"

Gu Ming nodded seriously: "For example, sister, if you think the advertising effect is good and you want to run it a second time, then the price for the second time will be cut in half."

The owner of the hot pot restaurant thought for a while: "Can I get half price for the first order?"

"That's not possible. This is what our activities are like. Otherwise..." Kou Jing said hurriedly.

Gu Ming suddenly patted Kou Jing on the shoulder, interrupted her, then looked at the hotpot restaurant owner and lowered his voice: "If you invite the merchant next door to come over to advertise, wouldn't you be the second one? ?”

"..."

The eldest sister was thoughtful, then took out her mobile phone and went out to make a call.

Kou Jing raised her head and looked at him: "Boss, is this okay?"

"The company has just started, and all rules are not rules. You must learn to be flexible."

"oh oh."

"In recent times, merchants like this are expected to come frequently. They may not really want to advertise. Some may just ask and leave. Don't be impatient and keep your temper."

Kou Jing pursed her lips: "Okay boss, I will take it seriously."

The milk tea shop, which was originally empty, has now begun to queue up. Some of them are attracted by the billboards, and some are attracted by the forum advertisements.

Everyone adheres to the principle that everyone comes, one cup for you and one cup for me, and the order volume gradually increases.

Zhongjuan was busy back and forth in the store, her forehead began to sweat, but her movements were still clean and neat.

"I support Han Xiaochu from the media department. Whoever votes for Han Xiaochu will be treated to milk tea of ​​your choice!"

Suddenly a voice shouted in the square, and Gu Ming's eyes suddenly lit up.

He knew that there would definitely be no shortage of second-generation rich people in the university who were like dog-lickers.

Gu Ming looked back and saw that the unknown wealthy man was spending a lot of money and had an arrogant expression. The stack of red notes in his hand trembled with the shaking of his wrist, and there was a clattering sound.

That’s a lot of money, it will all belong to Zhou Xiaoyao later.

"Zhongjuan, where is your landlady?" Gu Ming walked into the store and asked casually.

"..."

Zhong Juan raised her eyes and glanced at Gu Ming stupidly. There were 1 points of confusion, 3 points of confusion and 3 points of confusion in her eyes.

Gu Ming was stunned by her expression: "What do you mean by staring at me like this?"

"I'm sorry, boss lady, I was a little confused and didn't understand what I just said. Are you asking where you are?"

Gu Ming was also a little confused: "Am I the boss's wife?"

"Ah, this is what the boss said." Zhongjuan beeped in a low voice.

"I'm the boss's wife? Do you think Mr. Mighty, a big man like me, has no face? Give it back to me."

"Oh, okay boss, the boss lady has gone back to the dormitory. She just left not long ago. She doesn't seem to like crowded places."

Gu Ming nodded, but couldn't help but murmur in his heart. He thought that the terms boss and boss wife were too ambiguous. Isn't it true that even dogs don't talk about love?

But it's a good thing that Zhou Xiaoyao is not here, otherwise the entire marketing plan will fall short.

why?

A bunch of people shouting to support the school beauty come to buy milk tea, only to find out that their goddess is not as pretty as the proprietress of the milk tea shop. Who can withstand such a blow?

If this continues, the goddesses will only have fewer and fewer fans, and the popularity of school beauties will also become less and less popular, and the activity of Douyin will go downhill again.

It’s better to keep good looks like Zhou Xiaoyao’s that are not conducive to unity, so as not to harm the country and the people and cause greater disputes.

Alas, after all, I was the one who took on everything and protected the entire school.

This is unjustifiable if he doesn’t rate a 3-good student.

"Zhongjuan, is my milk tea ready?"

"There is one last cup, just one minute."

Zhongjuan held the milk tea cup, operated the machine with one hand, and shook the milk tea cup with the other hand, making endless clattering sounds.

As soon as Gu Ming took the milk tea, he saw Yue Qian calling him: "Hello?"

Yue Qian's extremely resentful voice sounded on the other side of the phone: "Boss, I have found a venue here. When can you accompany me to have a look!"

"site?"

Gu Ming was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing, and slapped his forehead: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've been too busy these two days." Gu Ming looked at the time and realized it was still early, and there were no classes in the afternoon, so he waited at the south gate of the school. Bring Yue Qian over.

More than ten minutes later, Gu Ming saw Yue Qian walking towards him with Han Xiaochu, who was wearing blue 7-point jeans and a white shirt.

Gu Ming's eyes were puzzled, thinking to himself, why didn't this girl go and make a video and follow her?

Perhaps seeing the confusion in Gu Ming's eyes, she stepped forward generously and said, "Boss, I'll follow you today to see if it's okay. I'm too bored in the dormitory."

"Didn't I write a song for you? There are no filming tasks today?"

Gu Ming raised his eyebrows. A few days ago, he wrote the song "A Flower on the Road" for Han Xiaochu. He gave her Qian Leilei's contact information and asked her to compose the music.

"Teacher Qian asked me to tell you something..." Han Xiaochu's face turned red and he looked a little nervous.

"say what?"

"She is a human, not a donkey..."

Han Xiaochu lowered his head and whispered, taking a peek at Gu Ming's face with his peripheral vision.

as predicted.

The corner of Gu Ming's mouth twitched slightly, and he immediately realized that this sister had to stay up all night to compose a piece of music for herself last time. It had only been three days, and she couldn't let her have a good rest.

"Okay, then let's follow 1."

Seeing Gu Ming nodding in agreement, Han Xiaochu's eyes grew colder, and his nervousness was relieved a lot.

The three of them took a taxi and arrived at the venue Yue Qian mentioned. Diagonally across from this venue is the National People's Congress, and two streets away is the Radio and Television University. This place looks like a university town.

And it happens to be a crossroads, so the location is perfect.

"This... place isn't cheap, is it?"

The three people stood downstairs, looking up at the place.

"Yeah! The boss said that the rent for one year is 1 yuan. If it's less, there's no need to discuss it!" Yue Qian nodded heavily, and then looked at Gu Ming with bright eyes.

It seems to be saying: Boss, you can afford it, right?

After hearing this, the corner of Gu Ming's mouth twitched unconsciously. Now he regrets giving such a big decision to Yue Qian, but it's too late to say anything now. The words have been said, and they can't be taken back!

"Well, the location is good and the rent is reasonable!" Gu Ming gritted his teeth and walked in.

The two looked at each other, smiled slightly, and hurried to follow.

The owner of this business was a second-generation man. He wore earrings, ripped jeans, dreadlocks, and a pair of eyes that looked at Gu Ming intently.

"You are the one who wants to rent my place?" The second generation raised his eyebrows, his tone full of disdain. He did not believe that a young man who looked less than 2 years old could rent his place.

Unless...he is also a demolition 2nd generation.

Gu Ming nodded, sat across from the second generation, and said slowly: "Yes, but your place seems a bit too expensive, right?"

"Yes, that's right!"

The second generation leaned against the sofa, crossed his legs, raised his chin and admitted without hesitation.

1. If you like it, rent it, but if you don’t, get out of here.

"What's your attitude? We are here to rent your house, not to be slaves!"

Han Xiaochu stood behind Gu Ming, his eyebrows furrowed. Seeing that the other party did not respect Gu Ming, for some reason, an unknown fire arose spontaneously.