MTL - The Blind Date Went To the Wrong Room, But Was Confessed By the Other Party-Chapter 255 Mr. Fang, you said it earlier!

After a simple lunch, Jiang Xiyao went to the car in the afternoon and covered her body with sunscreen, ready to continue working.

Fang Zheng was taking advantage of the break time to go to the mall to buy a few large boxes of five-dollar plush toys.

Add a group to send free dolls.

Costs aside, tactical marketing does work.

In the afternoon, there were small gifts such as dolls, and many people joined the group. Jiang Xiyao and Fang Zheng had both distributed the flyers several times.

It's just that those young people seem to be a little tired. In the afternoon, the dolls and flyers have not been distributed, let alone in the morning.

There are not many basic flyers.

At six o'clock in the evening, it was still dark, but the working hours were over, Fang Zheng and Jiang Xiyao looked at the flyer that was still a small half-car.

It makes sense to make this point. It is reasonable to say that the salary will be cut by a part, but Fangzheng is still 200 yuan per person to let them finish today's publicity work.

Jiang Xiyao didn't know where she bought a sun hat in the afternoon. The hat was ordinary, but she looked beautiful when she wore it.

The flyer in the car with the beautiful fox eyes of the woman, holding the sun hat with one hand: "How many people join the group in the afternoon?"

Fang Zheng stared at the number of people on the phone, and one after another, some of them started to quit, and they all quit the group after receiving the doll.

"More than 600 people, there are almost 1,000 people in the group now."

Jiang Xiyao asked, "How much did it cost to toss this meal today?"

"The money for printing the flyers, the salary for handing out the flyers, and the dolls are about 4,000 yuan."

With a helpless smile in the corner of Jiang Xiyao's eyes, she pursed her lips and looked at Fang Zheng: "It seems to be a big loss. According to our previous thinking, the four thousand yuan may not be able to be earned back in two years."

Fang Zheng let out a long breath.

He looked up at the hot day, and murmured, "Ideas should be fine, but there are too many external factors. These young people are not very interested in just handing out flyers, and they send a hundred copies a day. Quite a lot."

Jiang Xiyao thought for a while: "How about I let Xiaomi and the old employees of the company come over? They must be better than these temporary workers."

Fangzheng snorted and quickly refused: "No, those of you are company executives. Isn't calling them over to hand out flyers a scourge? But I do have to find some young people with high fighting spirit."

Fang Zheng's hot head was dizzy, who knew that a figure in the distance suddenly attracted Fang Zheng's attention.

It was a stylishly dressed boy. From a distance, his hair looked like he had dyed white hair. He was dressed in hip-hop clothes.

Fang Zheng frowned: "Ding Peng?"

The rare boy glanced around, saw Jiang Xiyao and Fang Zheng standing on the side of the road, and waved to them with a smile:

"Mr. Fang! Master!"

Ding Peng floated over, and when he came to Fangzheng, he showed off a 180-degree skateboard stunt.

The boy held the skateboard with one hand and pointed at his chest with the other, with a confident expression: "How about Mr. Fang? Handsome, right?"

Fang Zheng frowned: "I'm not going to tell you whether you're handsome or not, what's wrong with your hair, classmate Ding Peng? Just a few days after the summer vacation, your hair was dyed white for me?"

Ding Peng took off the hat and wig on his head and explained:

"It's not Teacher Fang, it's fake! Can I dye my hair as a student of Miyoshi?"

Fangzheng snorted and smiled falsely: "So that's the case, the teacher blamed you wrong! Handsome, but I remember your home is not far from here? Why did you come here to play skateboarding?"

Ding Peng: "Isn't this too boring? It's been more than ten days of summer vacation, and playing games at home every day is not as interesting as in class, so I just hang out and have fun!"

Ding Peng glanced at the stacks of flyers in Fangzheng's trunk, took one, and said in surprise:

"Mr. Fang, are you really handing out flyers? When I was passing the next street just now, I heard someone say that there is a tall and beautiful woman here who is handing out flyers. I thought you didn't live there? That beautiful woman must be Master! I never thought it was true."

Jiang Xiyao smiled when she heard Ding Peng's words.

Ding Peng read the slogan on the flyer.

"It will be delivered home in half an hour, and all items can be delivered? Isn't that just running errands?" He laughed: "Mr. Fang, you are doing volunteer activities! It's interesting!"

Jiang Xiyao covered her mouth and coughed, holding back her smile.

Fang Zheng emphasized: "What kind of volunteer activity, the teacher is doing business! Do you understand big business?!"

Ding Peng puzzled: "Big business? Running errands? Teacher Fang, are you kidding me?"

Fang Zheng was helpless: "You know a hammer! It's alright, if you have nothing to do, hurry home for dinner, my wife and I are going home for dinner too!"

"No!" Ding Peng was surprised: "This is the closing of the stall? Mr. Fang, don't you have so many flyers that you haven't distributed yet? You closed the stall as soon as work started?"

Jiang Xiyao said: "I've been posting with your teacher Fang for a day, and hired more than a dozen people, but there are still so many more than 3,000 copies left."

Ding Peng's eyes widened: "A dozen people didn't send this thing out? Who are you looking for? Teacher Fang has such a fun thing to tell me earlier, I'll help you!"

"you help me?"

Ding Peng: "That's right! Isn't that just handing out flyers? Oh right, Yang Yibiao and the others called me a few days ago saying they were bored at home, why don't I call them and ask?"

Fang Zheng and Jiang Xiyao looked at each other, and it seemed that they really didn't want to let this group of students join.

Fangzheng looked at Ding Peng again: "If the remaining 1,000 copies can be distributed, I will invite everyone to dinner tonight! I will pay you additional wages!"

Ding Peng snapped his fingers, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com said, "As long as you invite me to dinner, that's all!"

He took out his mobile phone and found Yang Yibiao's number, without the slightest hint: "Squad Leader Yang? Are you free?"

Yang Yibiao was preparing to eat at home at the moment, and said listlessly: "I'm not free, I'm about to eat, what's wrong with you?"

"Mr. Fang is now handing out flyers at the gate of Zijin Community. We need some manpower. If you want to eat, forget about it. I'll call others.."

Who knew that Yang Yibiao, who was serving dishes at home, became interested when he heard the words "Mr. Fang".

"What? Teacher Fang is handing out flyers?" He glanced at the dishes on the table at home, and said without hesitation, "I'll go now! Wait for me!"

Ding Peng: "Are you not eating?"

Yang Yibiao: "Can't you eat when you eat? Wait for me, give me some flyers left, don't run out of them, you kid!"

Ding Peng blinked: "Okay, but there are a lot of flyers. Do you want to send one to the class group? Call more people?"

"clear!"

.....

It was just a small phone call. Ten minutes later, Fangzheng, Jiang Xiyao and Ding Peng were standing on the road blowing air.

Suddenly, I saw on a certain road in the distance, more than 40 students walked over like a troop, chatting and laughing.

The group reunited again because of a small matter, and the boys and girls talked about what happened during this time.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiyao took off her sun hat, feeling both interesting and surprised.

The group of students taught by her boyfriend seemed to be completely different from the class she had in mind.

Fang Zheng also opened his eyes wide, shocked.

Only Ding Peng didn't seem to be surprised, and shouted loudly: "Hey! This way!"