Chapter 1181: This marriage, he does not want to end

Bei Mingtian's eyelids jumped straight, and in front of Gu Yu, there was simply no brother's dignity.
Small every day, small every day.
He is not at all small, okay? !
He sighed and was not good at words. This is a cold face and no talk.
He smiled and licked his lips and squinted at his eyes. "Master, what is the exam? Brother, he has to rush home to get married, the bride can't wait..."
Bride?
Gu Yu is very surprised.
North Heaven is so cold, whose daughter is so unlucky to marry him.
She chuckled and said: "Small brother, you are two years older than us, is this married? Is it true that the bride is beautiful, you are afraid of long night dreams, can't wait to enter the door?"
Bei Mingtian’s face was blue and he took out two words:
No!

No?
What is this answer?
Does it mean that the bride is not beautiful? Or does he not want to break into the door?
Looking at the back of Bei Mingtian, Gu Yu couldn’t help but sigh: "Small Heavenly Brother, remember to come back with candy..."
The northern sky is obviously a squat: "..."
Can you stop giving him a knife?
In particular, the person who makes up the knife is Gu Yu, and the taste in his heart is even more complicated.
- This marriage, he does not want to end!
Gu Xitian went home to get married, and Gu Yu did not pay special attention to it.
Because soon, she has something to worry about.
After a few days of madness, the color point slowed down.
Because everything is as she expected, Bailang’s propaganda campaign was doing very well, but unfortunately, the production capacity could not keep up.
It is not that easy to do a beauty mask.
The preparation of medicinal materials and the production of packaging require time and 100% guarantee of quality, so the sampling is also very strict.
The pharmaceutical factory signed by Bailang was also the first time to make cosmeceuticals. I didn’t think that Ye Gongzi’s mask would be so popular.
The first batch of products produced only 10,000 pieces.
I thought it would take at least a month to sell.
result.
Within a day, robbed.
The pharmaceutical factory was dumbfounded, adding 10 production lines, and doing it day and night, almost tens of thousands of shipments every day.
Unfortunately, it still cannot meet the needs of the market.
The white wave of jumping feet, the sales brought by advertising is quite amazing, and the sales volume can be at least tens of millions.
Unfortunately, the production capacity is limited, and the maximum number of sales is tens of thousands per day...
This gap is a thousand times.
There are so many customers who can't buy a mask, and they can't really experience the power of the mask. The interest in the mask will not last long.
As the customer's interest shifts, the heat that causes mood swings will drop.
As a result, the color point grows slowly.
However, Gu Yu is a key moment that needs a lot of color points to attack the green level.
Every day, the little dirty turtles sighed and sighed and said: "Oh... another 10 million, 10 million is enough..."
Gu Yu: "..."
It used to be a thousand points to rise to the sky.
Today, 10 million guys are lions!
The little dirty turtle sighed and sighed, while squinting at the small eyes, carefully pretending to be inadvertently swearing: "There are not many to say 10 million, say a lot less, hehe... If Sir Alex is here, come to a close contact, soon sure……"
Gu Yu listened, and there was no flash in his mind. How many times would you have to get in touch with the palace to make up 10 million?
Looks like... 100 times?
If it is 10 times a day, is it ten days?
Cough and cough!
Damn, how could she count such a problem with no exercise?
Decisive is being smashed by small dirt turtles!