The soft white moonlight of the paranoid gangster at 80

Regarding Jiang Chen's act of directly giving her money, Ruan Qingqing couldn't laugh or cry.

She wanted to make money by herself instead of asking someone to take it. Even if she really wanted to take it, she would go to her own father, Ruan Dahai, and it would never be her turn to an outsider like Jiang Chen.

"I don't want it, Jiang Chen, I want to make money through my ability and labor."

After a pause, a trace of resentment floated in her beautiful almond eyes, "Do you think I'm too useless, no matter what, it's impossible to make money by my own ability?"

Jiang Chen quickly explained, "No, sister, I'm afraid of your hard work."

"I'm not afraid."

But he couldn't bear it.

Ruan Qingqing resolutely refused to ask for money, so Jiang Chen could only come up with plan B.

Setting up a stall to sell cold drinks is undoubtedly the most suitable place to do this in summer. He has also chosen the location, which is diagonally across the street from the People's Shopping Center.

"The entire main city area is the place with the most traffic. During holidays and summer vacations, the average daily traffic is more than [-] people. As long as we can catch [-]%, we can sell [-] copies every day. "

Ruan gently heard it with great interest, "Then what are you selling? Selling ice cream?"

Ruan Qingqing likes to eat ice cream, the first thing that comes to mind is ice cream.

Jiang Chen shook his head, "When the weather is hot, people prefer to eat popsicles. Popsicles quench their thirst. Compared with ice cream, popsicles are more in line with the public's spending power. A popsicle sells for [-] cents, and the profit is [-]%. Many students have appointments during summer vacation. When you go out to play, you buy several sticks, making small profits but quick turnover."

Ruan Qingqing nodded hastily, "If you sell a thousand popsicles that day, you can earn 30 yuan, which is 900 yuan a month."

Earning 900 yuan a month is exciting just thinking about it.

Ruan Qingqing can't wait to go on vacation immediately, and then go home to sell popsicles!
Seeing her happy face, Jiang Chen was also infected, and a smile appeared on his face.

He already had a good face, but with this smile, he suddenly gave off a charm that charmed all living beings, which attracted several girls from other seats to look over secretly.

Ruan Qingqing, who was sitting opposite Jiang Chen, was also dazed by his smile.

"Sister, it's not thirty."

"what?"

Ruan blinked her beautiful apricot eyes lightly, and came back to her senses.

That's right, selling [-] popsicles is just an ideal estimate. In reality, it may not be that many, maybe only [-] to [-] popsicles, or even less.

Maybe you only sell a hundred of them a day, and you only earn three yuan after all.

Earning three yuan a day is actually a lot, and it can be accumulated to hundreds of yuan a month, but it is far from her goal of renovating the house.

Thinking of this, Ruan Qingqing immediately calmed down as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her.

"Sister, selling popsicles is not enough. In summer, popsicles are sold everywhere. If we can't make a special feature, we won't be able to attract more people. So in addition to popsicles, we also need to sell popsicle powder."

"Among all cold drink snacks, ice powder is the most profitable, and can reach 100%, or even higher."

Ruan slightly hesitated, "But I don't know how to make ice powder."

"I teach you."

Ruan Qingyuan was pleasantly surprised and surprised, "You know how to make ice powder?"

"Well, I know a friend who used to sell ice powder. I learned from him. I will prepare the materials first, and I will teach you how to do it when you come home from vacation."

"Okay!"

Ruan Qingqing thought of something again, "And Zhou Qing, she wants to do it with me and earn some pocket money together."

Jiang Chen looked at her quietly with black eyes, "Sister, I have no objection to you recruiting Sister Zhou Qing into your group, but I will only teach you the craft of ice powder."

"Why?"

If someone else asked such a question, Jiang Chen's first reaction would be to think that the other party was stupid.

But when he heard Ruan Qingqing's question, the first thing he thought was that his sister was too kind and innocent, no wonder she was always bullied, but it didn't matter, he would protect her.

"Ice lollies and ice powder, popsicles are the best sellers, but they are also the least technical. Anyone who wants to sell them can go to the ice lolly factory for wholesale. But ice powder is different. Ice powder is a handicraft product, and everyone makes it. It's not the same, and its taste determines the level of sales.

For these two products, popsicles are just a tool for drainage, the purpose is to attract popularity, while ice powder is the core of our money.In the absence of [-]% confirmation that the partner is reliable, you must hold the money-making technology in your own hands in order to be invincible.

"Understood? Sister."

Ruan Weiwei looked at the young man opposite him in a daze, his mood fluctuated.

She suddenly discovered that before she knew it, the boy was no longer the gloomy and rebellious little boy in her memory.

He has grown into a mature businessman who is calm, wise and strategizing.

Although, he is not full yet.

Through his young and handsome eyebrows, she seemed to be able to vaguely see the deep and restrained shadow on his body after he became famous in his previous life.

Time flies so fast.

"Jiang Chen."

"Sister, if you don't understand anything, just ask."

"You will definitely be a successful person in the future."

Jiang Chen thought that Ruan Qingqing was confused about business matters, but he didn't want to hear her say such a sentence.

After a brief daze, great joy and sweetness followed.

He has traveled all the way through mountains and rivers, and all his sense of accomplishment cannot match the excitement of her praise and affirmation at this moment.

He thought that if he climbed to the top of the peak one day, it must be to show her the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Once, his goal was just to stay alive.

Later, he wanted to look at her from a distance.

Now, he wants more.

He wanted to pluck the bright moon from the sky, hold it in his palm, and keep it for him alone.

-

When Jiang Chen returned to the cement factory office, the woman who had beaten Zhang Manli at the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts before, and the middle-aged man who took the woman away were sitting on the sofa in the office.

Seeing him, both of them stood up to greet him, "Boss, you are back."

Jiang Chen responded lightly, took out an envelope from his body and handed it over, reminding with a stern face, "Don't stay in Rongcheng during this time."

The two took the envelope, grinning from ear to ear, and promised again and again.

"Don't worry, Boss, Ah Zhen and I have already made up our minds, we will go to the south to work, and we will leave at night, and we have already bought our tickets."

Jiang Chen nodded.

In fact, it didn't matter if the two were caught. The woman's husband was originally surnamed Xiao. When he arrived at the police station, he would say that he had made a mistake and apologize and pay the money.

After the two left, Zhang Chunxi sat down on the desk, took out a cigarette, threw one to Jiang Chen, and took one himself.

Lit it up, and looked at Jiang Chen while smoking a cigarette, "Your child is so vile, I'm afraid that Zhang will not be able to clean himself up by jumping into the Yellow River."

Jiang Chen leaned back on the dilapidated boss chair, and casually blew out a beautifully shaped smoke ring.

"I just gave her back what she did to her sister intact. Is it too much?"

"Not too much."

While Zhang Chunxi shook his head, he was thinking about the scene where he beat Jiang Chen violently a few days ago, and his heart suddenly became hairy, and his buttocks moved off the desk.

-

In the design office.

Zhang Manli angrily and aggrievedly described the atrocities she had suffered. The police who came to investigate after receiving the call took notes while listening with a notebook.

In addition, the dean of the design department, counselors, and people from the Disciplinary Inspection Department of the Student Union were all present, filling the not-so-spacious office to the brim.

"...I don't know her at all. She started to attack me when she came up. My hair was torn off a lot, and there were injuries on my face and body. You must catch her and I will sue her!"

Hearing this, the policeman who was taking notes raised his eyelids and glanced at her, then lowered his eyes to take notes, and said lazily, "As far as we know, you also retaliated, and the other party is likely to have a miscarriage. "

The counselor on the side also made up his mind, "You are still a college student, don't you even know the law? Fighting is the most common law and order detention, and beating others to cause miscarriage is a criminal case, and you might go to jail!"

Zhang Manli was dumbfounded.