Mr. milk tea, sweet

Tao Zeru looked at her letter and really wanted to beat her up. Her return was yet to be determined. He obviously endured the emptiness every day when he woke up... He knew that she was busy with her work and needed space. He understood it, otherwise he would have left early. Catch her!

But she was still very happy. She was using a new way to let him get to know her better.

Listening to Chen Jiahe's endless introduction to the new round of online sales products, he has been holding meetings every day recently to discuss and communicate about new coffee brands. He quietly took out his mobile phone, like a high school student secretly playing with his mobile phone in class for fear of being discovered.

"Rang Wan, I received your letter. I'm very happy! I want to say a lot, but I don't know how to say it at the moment. Let me just say the simplest thing: the river is slow and never stops."

"I love you a lot and miss you day by day!"

Lu Rangwan has been inventorying inventory in recent days and reducing the price of unsalable products. The new products ordered a few days ago have also arrived one by one and been put on the shelves.

By the way, some changes were made to the tea packaging and a new style was created. Naturally, summer packaging cannot be used until the upcoming autumn.

Cartons, tapes, gifts, and other auxiliary materials are all available in sufficient quantities. Sometimes Xinning and others don't understand and cannot remind them to buy in time, and there are always not enough cartons.

For my own nail polish brand, I also started to try to pay Internet celebrities to do some unboxing videos. After all, there are still limitations in promoting it through live broadcast. Hundreds of thousands of goods have to be put in a little effort, and live broadcast alone cannot sell it until the end of the year.

Products in stores not suitable for children should also be updated in a timely manner. The unsalable ones can be exchanged with the manufacturer. The styles of these products are constantly being updated, and the prices are higher than those of other products. The sales volume in the past month has been really disappointing. She probably checked the buyer's chat history, and the two little girls often answered questions incorrectly. It was hard to blame them, after all, they didn't know much...

There seems to be endless work to do. Fortunately, she is very energetic and has new ideas for improvement every day. Sometimes, if you do a little trick when setting up a sku, the feedback can be seen immediately in the payment amount.

Then he helped Xinning try to open a store selling nail art equipment and eyelashes. They are all shipped on behalf of the manufacturer. Xinning only pays a small agency fee, and when you receive an order later, you can directly contact the manufacturer to deliver the goods. Qingqing didn't seem too interested and ignored them, completely unaware of her unique style.

These are also being sold in her own store, and the momentum is pretty good. After a few days of rectification, the payment amount keeps rising. Sure enough, we can't just wait for buyers to place orders for delivery. Operations are the key to keep up.

Tao Zeru contacted her if she wanted to be an agent for [Zui] teabags. Lu Rangwan was a little hesitant, but finally decided to act as an agent. The name "Little Money Fan" is not for nothing.

"Tao Zeru, you need to accept large-scale agents in the future. This will expand the market and is also a powerful way of publicity."

"Well, then you are [Zui]'s first agent. I will ask them to deliver the goods to you tomorrow."

"I'll decide it myself. Some things are not necessary. You can recommend me a manager later. The main reason is that my old customers in this store are relatively high-end, and Kung Fu Tea is backward compatible. The start must be grand."

"Hey, Mr. Lu's momentum is magnificent! I wish you a great sale, take your brother with you!"

"Look at you brand makers. Just open an account and you can get over a million followers. I've been making tea for more than four years, but I only have 50,000 or 60,000 followers... The influence of the brand is really irreplaceable! I hope this incredible wealth will come soon." Come on me, expect a hit!”

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"Does my sister hate me?"

"Feiyu is very capable and emotionally stable. He is not annoying." They walked in a park not far away, stopping and going. The mosquitoes on the summer night were annoying, and she kept scratching the knots on her arms.

"Then can I date my sister?"

Zhao Xingran stood still and glanced at him, but hesitated to speak. At this age, she just wants to have a relationship with results, even though she obviously likes to be with him and enjoys his thoughtfulness and tenderness.

"Sister, I like you, and I want to be your boyfriend. I want a status..." She was amused by him. "What kind of status do you want? You know, I need a marriage partner, and there is no shortage of boyfriends."

"I know that as long as my sister is willing, there will be a lot of people who can carry your shoes, but this does not prevent you from giving me a status." He wanted to hold her hand and confess his love solemnly.

"Tu Feiyu, you can't ask for more. My sister is very busy and can only play these ambiguous games with you..." She didn't lie, but it was a bit hurtful to say it.

Tu Feiyu looked at her for a long time. The wind ruffled her hair. As soon as she turned to straighten it, she saw something slipping down from his face...

"Tu Feiyu, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying!"

"Sister, don't you like me at all? What did I do wrong? Give me a reason..."

Oh my God, what woman can bear her brother's tears? "You are forcing me to do something that the ancients often did! You can't be so presumptuous."

Tu Feiyu didn't care and just kept crying, "I used to love you quietly, look at you quietly, and find all kinds of excuses to get close to you. I don't dare to hope. Now..."

"Now I really can't control my desires. I want more and more. I want to get into my sister's arms and hug her every day. Why should my sister give me hope if she has no interest?"

"I can't control myself..."

The more Tu Feiyu talked, the more he lost control, and tears fell from his eyes...

No woman should like a pitiful man, but this is her younger brother!

Zhao Xingran's mind was racing. How could he be the one at fault for this matter? She couldn't figure it out and could only approach him and push his arm, "...Stop it. We have different positions on some things. It's difficult..."

Tu Feiyu suddenly hugged her and kissed her.

His tears are not a means. He wants more than just these ambiguous games, he wants a lot more.

Zhao Xingran pushed him, only to feel the eager force in her waist getting heavier. It was a strength she had never felt before, and no one had ever desired her so much.

Tu Feiyu didn't dare to open his eyes. He was afraid of her eyes and was afraid of seeing disgust in them. He didn't want to let go either.

He turns all his thoughts into a kiss, will she understand?

Zhao Xingran kept trying to push him away at first, but now she admitted that she was a little over the top. Tu Feiyu's lips were moist and soft. She had never kissed lips like this.

Her answer is obvious. She knew, knew from the beginning, that she could not escape, nor could she refuse. She just needed an excuse to comfort herself. She opened her eyes and looked at this fool. She was crying because of her grievance just now, but now she was kissing him like this.

She was just about to change into a comfortable position, and as soon as her lips and teeth were loosened, the tip of her tongue was violently grabbed by him, maybe too hard, and she felt the base of her tongue was numb.

"Well..." She wanted to end it or be gentler...but he didn't realize it at all and unconsciously pressed harder. She wanted to laugh, but she bit the tip of his tongue before letting go.

"Sister, I..."

"Are you still crying for status now?"

Tu Feiyu hurried to the car and came with flowers in his hands. "Sister, let's date. I won't break your heart." He even knelt down on one knee solemnly.

She took the bouquet and said, "Well, I'll give you a title. However, you can't use such force next time. Your tongue was almost sucked out just now..."

"Sister, don't you like violence? Then I will be gentler in the future. I was too excited just now and didn't perform well. In the future, I will..."

"Let's go back." She was so wet from the kiss that it was hard to tell what would happen if she continued like this.