My cards are not straight

Chapter 100 You Just Called Me Sweetie
The village chief picked up a stick and beat his teammates hard, "Are these two people really here to invest?"

Man: "It doesn't look like it's boiled, so it can only be steamed."

Hearing this, the village chief grabbed the man by the ear, beat and kicked him, "I call you poor!"

Wen Ning also heard the conversation between the two, "Don't panic, village chief, what I'm going to discuss with you next is a business model. Please listen carefully!"

"First of all, you have to pick a day and define it as the XX festival. Then you can organize special activities on this day, such as how much you can get a discount, and how many new customers you invite can be reduced to zero."

Song Yi leaned into Wen Ning's ear and said, "Will a certain orange software and a certain red software sue you for infringement?"

Wen Ning rolled her eyes, "Double Eleven and Double Twelve can be marketed, 360 five days a year, as long as I avoid major celebrations, I can choose any day to make money if the marketing hype is successful. Is this also an infringement?"

Song Yi was shocked, is this okay?
The village chief's memorial stroking his beard disagreed with what Wen Ning said.

Wen Ning was not annoyed to break down this marketing model into small pieces and analyze them one by one, all she needed was a PPT to make an analysis report.

The village chief was in a cloud of mist and didn't know what was going on.

"In my opinion, what month and date should we set?"

"December thirteenth."

Wen Ning smiled charmingly.

"What's the meaning?" The village head narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It's up to you to give it meaning, not me."

Wen Ning pretended to be profound, and the village chief nodded thoughtfully.

He held Wen Ning's hand and swayed it up and down crazily, "You are such a good person!"

Song Yi looked at the bluffed village head, and wanted to complain about it, how could Double Thirteen come from only twelve months a year!

Apparently, the village chief who enshrined Wen Ning like a god didn't react. He was still excitedly talking about Shengli'ao's blueprint with Wen Ning.

In this originally abnormal dungeon, the abnormality of selling coffins also appeared much more normal.

"Report!"

The thin man walked through the crowd, slipped and knelt down in front of the village head, clutching his trouser legs emotionally.

"Long Aotian, he..."

The village chief had a grim expression when he was interrupted to make money from Hongtu, "You better have something important to do, kid."

The thin man swallowed, gasped and said violently: "Our village weed, Long Aotian, who is in charge of beauty, died, on the way to the village."

"Oh, he's finally dead!" The village chief responded calmly, and when he turned his head and continued to discuss with Wen Ning how to sell the coffin with preferential policies, he realized it later.

"Who did you just say?"

"Long Aotian, that is the one who looks pretty, the number one selling villager in our village!"

Like a bolt from the blue, the village head rushed out of the village with his unfit legs, and while running, he preached about the grass dog belt in the village.

That expression didn't look sad, but rather mean.

Wen Ning and Song Yi who were watching were dumbfounded.

The people who were around here also dispersed in a rush, and also rushed to tell each other.

"Oh my god, it's too exaggerated."

Passerby A came out of nowhere and sighed.

He looked back and found Bai Lian'er standing behind him, jumped aside in fright and asked, "Aren't you going?"

Bai Lian'er shed tears when she wanted to speak, she seemed unwilling to face the fact of Long Aotian's death.

When Tangtang, the village name Haohao, carried Long Aotian's body into the village, Bai Lian'er lifted her skirt and ran quickly, knelt down with a sliding shovel and did it in one go.

"Aotian~ What can you do without me!"

The sound of mourning was shocking, weeping ghosts and gods.

The villagers even thoughtfully handed over the coffin package option, engraving the sale in their DNA.

"Get out!" Bai Lian'er was furious.

She buried herself in Long Aotian's arms and sobbed softly.

"The official has arrived!"

There was another loud roar, and Wu Yangyang, the servant with a knife, came over.

The leading yamen servant raised his eyelids and said perfunctorily: "I heard that someone died? Let's investigate..."

He glanced quickly across the group of people in Shengli Ao, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, "Bring the portrait!"

The person behind him handed over the portrait, and he swaggered up to Wen Ning for a few comparisons, and then to passer-by A for comparisons.

"These two are murderers, take them away!"

The yamen servant waved his hand and the soldier behind him stepped forward.

"What do you want!"

Bai Lian'er stood in front of Wen Ning with a fierce expression.

The yamen servant looked around and made a final decision, "These two people are the murderers who killed Long Aotian!"

For a moment, Wen Ning and Passerby A became a vacuum.

"You fart!"

Passerby A was so angry that he put his hips on his hands and cursed the street like a shrew.

"Yes, here's the evidence!"

Wen Goudan squeezed out from the crowd to stand in front of the two, "Master, it's against the law to arrest people without evidence."

The yamen servant had a cold face, "The two of them are making a fuss in the county government, and they are wanted fugitives!"

The surrounding villagers listened to the whispered exchange, and every word fell into the ears of the yamen servant.

The yamen servant's smug smile froze, what do you mean by such a good thing!

A group of troublemakers!
"They can't be bad guys, they saved me!"

Bai Lian'er seemed to muster up her courage and roared at the yamen servant.

The yamen servant was so angry that his chest heaved up and down, and he let out a kill, "They killed people."

Villagers:! ! !
Bai Lian'er swayed, looking at Wen Ning with teary eyes, she straightened her neck as if she was encouraged and said, "Kill...what's wrong with killing, you officials don't make decisions for the people, why don't you go home and sell sweet potatoes, kill them good!"

"She killed innocent wedding guests."

The yamen servant thought about it for a while, and seemed to think that this statement was not strong enough, so he added another sentence.

"By the way, she is here to snatch the marriage, and he is the hostess of the wedding!"

Following the yamen servant's finger, passer-by A blinked blindly.

Villagers who eat melons: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

Bai Lian'er took a small step back.

Wen Goudan had a complicated expression, Passerby B continued to eat melons, Duan Geng admired and clasped his fists, and Song Yi was surprised.

The corners of Wen Ning's mouth twitched, her red lips moved slightly and she was about to speak when a rotten egg hit her head impartially.

"Bad guy, get out!"

With this opening, the other villagers were like a flood that opened the gate, cursing one after another.

The people who were with Wen Ning were also affected.

The village chief also shouted angrily: "Murderer, get out, and the bad guys get out of Shengli'ao!"

The attitude of the village chief and the operation model just discussed have become two extremes.

Wen Ning gracefully wiped the egg liquid on her head, and her phoenix eyes glanced around.

The villagers who had been yelling and swearing all fell silent, not even daring to fart.

"It's really disgusting. You called me Xiao Tiantian just now and now tell me to get out."

She twirled her hair elegantly and smiled sweetly at the villagers, "This yamen servant said that I killed someone, if you keep on cursing like this, I will kill you together~"

Villager: Scared!
In an instant, Wen Ning glanced at the yamen servant again, "You want to arrest me for meritorious service? Yes, but can you catch the real murderer first?"

She moved forward to buy, and the yamen servant drew a knife and stepped back at Wen Ning.

"You...you, I warn you, don't come here!"

(End of this chapter)