Chapter 24: Sales

After the criticism improved, it was much more convenient for Chen to go out, mainly because it did not need to be beaten to wear a mask.
Yin Ronglan has the habit of running in the morning. After spending a long time with him in the crew, Chen Zhang was inevitably contaminated with the same habits. I slept well last night and ran around the neighborhood several times when the sky was slightly dawning.
When I came back, I ran into the old man at the opposite door. The other side was carrying a bag full of plastic bottles.
Without seeing the stubborn dog, Chen Zhang raised his eyebrows: "Sent away?"
The old man nodded: "Wait for him to train and then send me back."
There is no doubt that this drudgery fell on Yin Ronglan.
Chen Zhangding's new furniture just arrived today. Although the old man refused again and again, he sent an overly soft little sand.
Xiao Dong was ridiculed by the entire network after him, and Chen Zhang had no time to go down the well and prepare for the opening of the online store.
Operation requires at least one customer service and after-sales service. Some of them are served by the boss in the early days. Chen Zhan's fame is growing day by day, and it is definitely too busy to go live alone.
At present, the shop only sells amulets, and it is not cost-effective to hire people exclusively.
After a little thought, Chen had an idea: "1000 whitewashing value, hire you to serve as customer service."
After a short period of silence, an almost irritable voice sounded:
[System: ...What nonsense is this talking about? 】
Use it to wash the white spots and then go to Baishen it?
Chen Zhang: "You have experience, and it's okay at ordinary times, not to mention that the system is not customer service?"
What's the difference?
In the next five minutes, Chen Zhang heard almost all the swear words he had heard in his life.
When it was about to vent, Chen Zhan didn't worry about the old matter again: "In 20XX, it is known that absenteeism is home for three days to visit relatives."
[System: Dry! 】
Although he suspected that it was abusing others, Chen Zhan did not care about the details.
In mid-November, a sleet quickly blurred the boundaries of autumn and winter, and the store was officially opened on this day.
The amulet doll was unexpectedly popular with its ugly and cute image, and the previous advertisements played well, but it had thousands of sales in a few minutes, and the online evaluations were mixed:
"I heard that it can prevent persecution, buy one, and hope to avoid the invigilator."
"Upstairs exposed."
"Reported."
"I urge you not to do this. I participated in one of the reader meetings before. I took it in the knowledge contest. After cheating, I won the first place in the school. Now I want to represent the school in the autonomous region contest."
"Ask the Son of Heaven upstairs, are you still alive?"
Chen Zhan shook his head after seeing it and calculated his income. He gave Yin Ronglan 10,000 yuan in the past, indicating that it was a share of selling dolls, and thanked the other party for introducing a reliable factory.
The system does not have the function of shipping, Chen Zhang is unwilling to waste time on it, and simply pays a small part of the cost for the manufacturer to ship directly.
After successfully developing a new business, I finally got a breath.
During the morning running, she seemed to be completely useless, pinched her weak wrist, and Chen Zhan couldn't help but frown.
The amount of rice increased, but the weight did not increase.
In the face of cruel reality, he is going to use a free exercise method to find the old man at the right door to pick up waste together.
The door was hidden, and a piece of cloth was hung as a curtain, and a very soft music sound came from inside.
After entering the door, Chen Zhang disagreed and said, "This is not safe."
The old man waved his hand and didn't care much: "I don't have a lot of valuable objects in this room."
"The thief is not empty-handed," Chen Zhang reminded.
After all, he began to popularize his safety.
The old man's helplessness can only nod.
His day was spent in picking up rubbish, reading books and drinking tea.
After learning of Chen Zhang's intention, the old man smiled and said: "What kind of exercise is garbage collection? You might as well run a few more laps around the community."
Chen Zhang smiled: "It's a little boring to exercise alone."
The old man has long understood his way of life. Some places are meticulous, but in many ways he is not too discreet. Suddenly he thought of something and asked, "Is the note I gave you last time?"
Chen Zhang's conditioned reflex: "What note?"
The old man narrowed his eyes: "The one with the lawyer's message."
Chen Zhan gently rubbed the tip of his nose, the answer was self-evident.
"The will of the will is sloppy." The old man said solemnly: "It may not be used in a short period of time. But maybe the Ming building collapsed, you just escaped, at least know how to take over my legacy."
"..."
What is this wonderful metaphor?
"Will?" A voice came from far and near.
Someone opened the door and stepped in.
Chen Zhang's expression became complicated in an instant, and he slowly opened his mouth: "One of the benefits of closing the door is that it can prevent eavesdropping."
The old man nodded and reached a consensus with him on this point.
The person coming is Yin Ronglan. He is wearing a very ordinary black casual trousers today, but his legs are straight and slender. At this time he was frowning and staring at the old man: "Is it uncomfortable?"
The old man said helplessly: "How come you are here?"
Yin Ronglan did not answer. The old man knew that he was not easy to fool, and simply made the matter clear: "Although my body does not meet the index, it is still generally healthy."
The gesture made him not to worry.
After a long while, Yin Ronglan slowly said, "That's fine."
The old man and Chen Zhang were relieved. However, at the next moment, Yin Ronglan was sitting on the small sofa sent by Chen Zhanxin, and his eyes were unscathed: "What happened?"
Chen only knew that his breath was too early.
The doorway was not clear, and the old man explained at random: "Just in case, a heir is set."
A simple sentence completely clarifies the central idea.
Yin Ronglan recalled the day when Chen Zhang's attitude towards him turned better, and his eyes became more meaningful: "It turns out so."
"I refused." Chen Zhang gave the textbook version of the white lotus answering skills.
Yin Ronglan suddenly stood up, apparently arranging the curtain that was blown by the wind, but his eyes stayed on the embroidery in the center of the gate for a long time...The picture of the weasel giving the New Year to the chicken is still there.
Yu Guang looked at Chen Zhang's expression and rarely saw a little embarrassment.
Chen Zhang also felt that the other party was looking at himself, and turned his face slightly, pretending to look at the clouds floating in the sky outside the window.
Yin Ronglan turned and looked at the old man half-jokingly, "Are you supposed to leave me something?"
The old man was amused by him and pointed to Chen Zhang: "This is the person you should be asking for."
Chen Zhan gave a slight cough and looked solemnly: "I decided to give up the most valuable thing here."
Yin Ronglan raised his eyebrows slightly, making a deaf ear.
Chen Zhang looked up at him calmly and said: "Yes, that is the custody of the dog."
After a brief moment of silence, the old man leaned forward and back, clapping his hands repeatedly.
Contrary to him, Yin Ronglan sighed softly. Chen Zhang is a good player who can adjust the atmosphere. If he does not choose to start his own business but enters a company, it will certainly develop well in the personnel department.
Chen Zhan suffocated, looking at Yin Ronglan with a smile and changing the subject: "How is that dog training?"
Wen Yan said the old man also stopped smiling, melancholy: "I just saw it when I saw it. Unfortunately, it was too fierce, not even the door to enter."
Yin Ronglan calmly said: "The initial results."
The old man lit up: "Will you shake hands?"
Yin Ronglan shook his head.
"What about headstand?"
"will not."
Old man: "What will it do?"
Yin Ronglan replied lightly: "Dine."
Contrary to the atmosphere created by Chen Zhangleng's joke, it is now an awkward silence.
Missing the embroidery that was specially sent to warn the elderly, Chen Zhan's guilt revived, and he said with a loud voice: "This shows that the dog has gradually trusted you."
The old man didn't have this ability to open his eyes and talk nonsense. After watching the time, he yawned and said, "I'm going to take a nap, you are free."
The two went out one after another, and Chen Zhan took the door smoothly. After the sound of closing the door, the body leaned against the door: "Come to me to sew the doll?"
It's all ridicule inside and outside.
Yin Ronglan said: "Please have dinner."
Chen Zhang was in deep thought, wondering how likely it was that the meal would become a Hongmen banquet after he knew that he had cut off his legacy.
"You used to pay a lot of manual work before." Yin Ronglan's starting point was soft on his two channels: "Please have a meal."
Chen Zhan: "I went out in the morning to see the beef noodle shop owner's business and opened the door next Tuesday."
Yin Ronglan pondered: "Then go eat a good meal."
There is no reason to extrapolate the food delivered to the door. In accordance with the principle of saving and saving, Chen Zhang nodded: "But I still have some work that I haven't completed, which may take about 20 minutes."
Yin Ronglan: "I wait for you."
If she knew that someone was at noon, Chen would probably not choose to spend time this morning.
After pouring a cup of tea to Yin Ronglan, he sat down again and started coding.
Since "Confessions" entered the charging stage, Chen Zhang's workload has doubled than usual.
Yin Ronglan saw that the number of words counted in the document was more than 5,000, and slowly said: "In fact, you don't have to hurry."
According to his current popularity, the readers are increasing day by day, and the completion of the timeline is longer, which is beneficial.
"You have to hurry." The keyboard kept knocking, and Chen Zhang explained: "While the heat is still gone, there are two more to be arranged."
Yin Ronglan was startled: "Two?"
Chen Zhan switched the input method, during which he looked up and introduced to him: "A book "The Years After I Persecuted the Shadow", and "Chou Fu made me repeatedly defame the rich president"
The left finger belly rubbed lightly, pondering the opening: "The number of words in each book is controlled at 350,000 words. The trilogy happens to be connected in series to make a million-length masterpiece."
The moment before, Yan Yan laughed, and this moment of Yin Ronglan's silence came without warning.
Chen Zhan raised his eyebrows: "What is your expression?"
Yin Ronglan lowered her eyelids, and she couldn't see the expression of genius between her eyelashes, as if it was just an illusion. The smile returned to the usual gentleness: "I just think you are very thoughtful."
Chen Zhang's hand moved away from the mouse, holding his chin: "I hope to find more suitable materials before the end."
Yin Ronglan looked unchanged, looking at the computer screen to change the topic: "How much is it?"
Chen Zhang realized that he was distracted, smiled apologetically, and took the time to start coding.