sjar Chapter 1053 Golden Pimple
Chapter 1053 Golden Pimple
"It's the hottest time of the year in Jinling outside. I'm afraid you can't handle it."
"I'm not made of paper!"
When the two came out of the guesthouse, Chaoyang had just climbed to the top of the sycamore tree.
"Today I'll take you to taste the local specialties." Although Tian Xiaoyi had dark circles under his eyes, his tone was particularly excited.
A girl's thoughts are like dewdrops in the morning mist, shining.
At this moment, Zhang Zhengyue was squatting at the school gate smoking, with seven or eight cigarette butts scattered around his feet.
This young man pursued Tian Xiaoyi purely because he was attracted by her father's connections in the municipal government - although he didn't even know the specific position of the other party's father.
He had been waiting here since daybreak. Seeing Tian Xiaoyi enter the guesthouse and not coming out for a long time, he was so angry that he crushed his cigarette butt until sparks flew everywhere.
The aroma of duck blood vermicelli wafts from the street corner. Among Jinling’s two signature delicacies, this and pickled fish are the most down-to-earth.
Zhang Zhengyue stared at the figure walking side by side in front of him, and his back teeth were chattering.
He picked up half a red brick and put it down angrily, as he was reluctant to hurt Tian Xiaoyi.
"The follower behind me is here again." Zhou Qi glanced at the familiar figure.
"Ignore him."
Tian Xiaoyi added a spoonful of crushed ice to the sour plum soup. "How did our department get into this kind of trouble? I heard that he has three girls hanging around at the same time and he's very difficult to deal with."
The two of them lifted the plastic curtain and walked into the street shop, and the steaming hot air hit them in the face.
"How about I help you treat that kid?"
Zhou Qi tapped the vinegar dish with his chopsticks in his hand: "If this bastard doesn't learn his lesson, he might cause trouble for you again."
Tian Xiaoyi was busy removing the plastic seal from disposable tableware: "No! I still have to apply for a scholarship this semester."
She pushed two bowls of freshly cooked duck blood vermicelli toward the middle and said, "Right now, I just want to graduate successfully and save money to buy Mom a house with an elevator."
"Are you not afraid that he will come to block you again?"
"We all have student ID cards, what can we do?"
Tian Xiaoyi scooped two spoonfuls of red chili oil into the bowl as she spoke. The amber chili oil spread over the milky white soup, and chopped green coriander rolled up with the spoon.
Zhou Qi picked up a piece of duck blood and blew on it: "Eat it while it's hot. If you keep the vermicelli for too long, it will become mushy."
Before he finished speaking, the sound of slurping fans could be heard from the other side.
After half a bowl of wine, Zhou Qi suddenly put down the porcelain spoon and asked, "Do you want to make some extra money?"
"Who can resist money?"
Tian Xiaoyi looked up from the soup bowl, with sweat on the tip of her nose.
"You're an accounting major, right? My winery is in need of an accountant."
"Brother, look at my student ID."
Tian Xiaoyi shook the bag pendant and said, "It will take at least another 20 months to get my diploma. How about this, after I pass the junior accountant qualification exam..."
"I'm in urgent need of two types of people."
Zhou Qi emptied the bowl of wine like a whirlwind: "A sales genius, and a compound talent who understands accounting and law. You can major in accounting and minor in law."
He remembered that there was no CPA and tax accountant certification system at that time, but professionals who were familiar with economic and tax laws were exactly what he needed.
Tian Xiaoyi bit the tip of her chopsticks and nodded: "Okay, I'll apply for a double degree when I get back."
"Do you have a marketing major at Jinda?"
"How can a century-old school offer such a course?"
Tian Xiaoyi wiped the red paint from the corners of her mouth and said, "But when it comes to smart and capable people, our student union does have a few capable people..."
Zhou Qi took out a notepad and wrote a few words: "Pay more attention to those students who have active minds and strong practical skills."
"If you want to work as a salesperson in my winery, the salary is much better than the one allocated by the government."
Zhou Qi put down his teacup and looked across with interest: "Do you know how much my salespeople can earn now?"
Tian Xiaoyi's chopsticks stopped in mid-air, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "How much?"
"Only two or three thousand."
Zhou Qi said this lightly, picked up the teacup and took a sip of Longjing tea.
"Two or three thousand is still considered 'just'?"
Tian Xiaoyi almost choked on her rice: "Our classmates are only paid 40 or 50 yuan a month for their assigned jobs, but this is equivalent to four or five years of salary for others!"
Zhou Qi smiled and took out his phone: "This is their sales commission for a few days. If it is calculated based on a whole month..."
He deliberately dragged out the tone: "Breaking ten thousand is not a problem."
"Tens of thousands?"
The spoon in Tian Xiaoyi's hand dropped into the bowl with a clang: "Brother Qi, are you awake? A small western-style house in the city center only costs more than 8,000 yuan now!"
"I know you don't believe it."
Zhou Qi took out the passbook from his wallet and pushed it over: "Look for yourself."
Tian Xiaoyi flipped open the dark blue passbook, and her fingertips brushed across the embossed ICBC logo. She suddenly gasped, "Tens of millions...three million and two hundred thousand? How much wine would that cost to sell!"
“It’s just the sales volume of the past twenty days.”
Zhou Qi scrolled through the photo album on his phone, showing the designs of wine bottles of various shapes: "After these new products are launched, the figures will double."
Looking at the glittering glass bottle on the screen, Tian Xiaoyi's breathing quickened: "Brother Qi! Can I drop out of school and work with you now?"
"nonsense!"
Zhou Qi put away his ID and said seriously, "You will graduate in two years. You can come here for internship during the winter and summer vacations, and you can also be a campus agent during normal times."
"It's settled!" Tian Xiaoyi put her hands on her cheeks and smiled with dimples: "On the day of the graduation ceremony, I will wear my bachelor's gown to sign the employment contract!"
Tian Xiaoyi pinched the coriander stems in the duck blood vermicelli soup and said: "If we talk about newspapers with large circulation and wide coverage, they are the Kyoto Evening News, the Guangshi Daily and the Tailin Youth Daily."
She counted on her fingers: "Especially the Kyoto Evening News. Other newspapers have four pages at most, but they can cram in sixteen pages. Government agencies all subscribe to them as if they were official documents!"
Zhou Qi gulped down the last mouthful of soup and dumped the enamel bowl on the greasy folding table. "Come on, after dinner, accompany me to these three newspaper offices, and also visit the Jinling Radio Station."
He glanced out the window and saw that the bus stop was crowded with people in blue work clothes. The wild lands in Jiangning and Xianlin would be gold nuggets in the future.
The gatehouse of Jinling Radio Station still has red bricks from the 1960s, and the old man in the reception room is holding a semiconductor and listening to Dan Tianying's storytelling. After filling out the visitor registration, the intern in a Dacron dress led them into the office on the second floor.
The gray wall was warping at the edges. The middle-aged director was sitting cross-legged reading Reference News. There was a thick layer of tea stains in the enamel cup.
"Let's put up an ad."
Zhou Qi placed the wine bottle sample on the newspaper, and the bottom of the glass bottle made a crisp sound.
The director didn't even raise his eyelids: "Xiao Wu, take the price list."
The clerk wearing glasses in the corner quickly handed over a piece of mimeographed paper, the ink stains were not yet dry.
"Fifty dollars for half a minute during prime time, twenty dollars during normal time."
The director blew away the tea leaves and said, "Our station covers the whole country. You individual business owners should think twice..."
Tian Xiaoyi saw "Made in July" printed at the bottom of the price list, but the calendar on the corner of the table was still in March.
Zhou Qi suddenly took out four stacks of Great Unity and slapped them on the front page of the Kyoto Evening News, shocking the director so much that he jumped up and said, "First, book three months of prime time, and broadcast the advertisements with Peking Opera accents!"