Who can fall in love if he can cultivate immortality?

Chapter 261 I’m going to blow up the school

When strawberries first came on the market, the price was around 20 yuan. Even after the Spring Festival, the current market price is still around 10 yuan. Hearing that Zheng Chao might cut the price by half, the class group immediately became lively.

They all said that if it was really cheap, they could buy it for three to five kilograms.

However, while chatting, someone suddenly mentioned the playground utility room.

"What's going on over there in the utility room? It's tightly covered outside, and there's a countdown timer hanging on it every day. Every day I pass by there, I want to lift the cloth to see what's going on inside!"

"So, is that a countdown? I wonder why the numbers are different every day!"

At this time, Dong Peng sent a message:

"Damn it, I was so impatient, I wanted to know what that store was about right away!"

As soon as his words came out, they immediately resonated with everyone.

after all.

The utility room is located on the road leading to the cafeteria. It can be seen by everyone and there is a huge flow of people.

In fact, not only the business administration class, but also many students passing by were curious. Even people who are not interested at all will still be intrigued by the approaching countdown.

"+1!"

"+1!"

But the next moment, Dong Peng was banned for group management Shi Jin.

Shi Jin: "Go away and develop the system. I'm impatient to wait."

The essence of human beings is a repeater.

Soon, the group was flooded with Shi Jin's words.

then.

As the group leader, Chen Chu directly kicked Dong Peng out of the group. Before kicking him, he said:

"You are not allowed to return to the class group chat until the procedures are completed."

Obviously.

Dong Peng's behavior of raising everyone's hopes and then smashing them completely aroused public outrage.

"You stupid sports committee member, how dare you kick me!"

Listening to Dong Peng's roar coming from 405, Gu Yuan happily found Ye Wenjun's QQ and sent a message:

"Is the trademark ready? I'm going to make packaging bags today."

Since we want to break away from the original impression of roasted seeds and nuts, the packaging bags naturally have to be changed. We can no longer just use transparent plastic bags to pack them casually, which still gives people a cheap feeling. So Gu Yuan contacted a packaging company to use kraft paper as packaging bags with the trademark printed on them.

It looks classy and can be used as publicity.

Fifty Meters Dark Blue: But I haven’t finished painting yet, so it’s really difficult. 【in a hurry】

Gu Yuan held the phone in his hands, and he could immediately think of Ye Wenjun holding the phone with a hesitant, frowning, and somewhat anxious expression. After all, she had never studied design. It was still difficult to draw the logo based on Gu Yuan's description.

In particular, this trademark should not only be friendly and cute, but also impressive.

Shui Yi Geng: Don’t worry, just take your time. Just let me know when you’re done.

Fifty Meters Dark Blue: What about the trademark? 【Worry】

Shui Yi Geng: Leave it to me. 【cool】

It doesn't matter if the trademark is not painted well.

In a few days, the roasted nuts shop will open, and no matter what, the nuts need to be packaged.

At worst, try another way.

Gu Yuan followed the original plan and came to a small packaging factory.

It is said to be a factory, but in fact it is just a small workshop. Its core business includes but not limited to making various boxes, boxes, bags, and soy milk lids. Zheng Chao bought the love stickers he used to put on apples from him.

Why not choose a big manufacturer?

Because big manufacturers don’t accept small orders.

Gu Yuan had been here several times before, so he was already familiar with the owner of the packaging factory. The boss's surname is Zheng Shidi. He is in his forties, a middle-aged man with a big belly, and he is quite kind.

Every time he saw him, Gu Yuan could always think of his fear of being dominated by politics and history when he was in junior high school.

Because he hates endorsements.

Zheng Shidi was inspecting the factory. When he saw Gu Yuan, he immediately greeted him enthusiastically: "Have you brought Boss Gu's design drawings?"

"It's not designed yet."

Zheng Shidi almost laughed with his hands on his hips after hearing this.

The cost of brown paper bags is too high. Even if Gu Yuan orders 3 pieces at a time, he will not make a few thousand dollars.

If you choose a design from them, you can immediately make a profit of 1,000 to 800 yuan. At the beginning, he suggested that Gu Yuan choose a drawing from him, but Gu Yuan refused. At that time, the other party said that he would go back and design it himself.

"Hi, I've told you before that we provide design services here, just pay a little extra. I have a lot of design drawings here. Boss Gu, come and take a look and choose one?"

"No need!" Gu Yuan didn't trust the designers of this small workshop too much, because he had seen some samples before and thought they were ugly.

"Everyone is here!"

Zheng Shidi said the famous saying, "One or two minutes, no trouble."

During the tugging, Zheng Shidi still pulled Gu Yuan to the office. There was a little girl in the office who was operating the computer. After listening to Zheng Shidi's instructions, she quickly opened her album and made a slideshow to show Gu Yuan one by one:

"How about it?"

Gu Yuan smacked his lips when he saw it.

really.

The design is pretty... mediocre.

Either a round shape with double happiness cut in half from the middle, or a fat-headed doll holding a fish. The slightly plainer one is the address printed on the bottom of a certain store. In short, just drag out a random picture from the Internet, and then slightly modify it with a beautiful picture.

The designer probably doesn’t even know how to use PS.

Just these crappy pictures cost 800 yuan each. You could obviously grab the money directly, but you still gave me a picture.

I'm so touched.

"Who designed it?" Gu Yuan couldn't help but ask.

"it's me."

The little girl puffed out her chest.

Gu Yuan glanced at her, she was somewhat similar to Zheng Shidi, either his daughter or a relative.

"Forget it!" Seeing Zheng Shidi continue to show off, Gu Yuan waved his hand, "Let me design one."

"You? Are you studying design?" the little girl asked.

"No." Gu Yuan shook his head, "However, I have taught myself a little bit about drawing."

Before the other party could react, Gu Yuan had already walked to the computer, opened WORD skillfully, and typed the following line: 'The boss lady hasn't finished drawing the design yet. 'Then they were arranged vertically, the font size was enlarged, the frame was pulled, and the text was tilted at seventy degrees.

"Is this also called a design drawing?" Zheng Shidi thought that Gu Yuan would make some shocking trademark, but I have to say that it really shocked him.

"It's not over yet."

Gu Yuan thought for a while, then added a line of small words below: Stay tuned, and added three exclamation points at the end.

Then he stood up, pointed at the screen and said, "Just do this. When the time comes, the font will occupy one-third of the packaging bag, located in the middle, so it can be seen at a glance."

Zheng Shidi was completely stupid. After working in a packaging factory for so many years, he had seen all kinds of weird financial backers, including colorful black ones, but Gu Yuan was the first one.

"Is this also called a picture?" The little girl was also dumbfounded.

"Doesn't it count?" Gu Yuan asked back.

Zheng Shidi touched his nose and said, hiding his embarrassment, "I thought you were going to make that kind of design drawing."

"It's too high-end. I've only learned this on my own."

Just kidding, cultivators don’t know everything.

When I was writing a book in my previous life, I had to hire an artist to make a cover, and the cheapest one cost five yuan. Later I found out that those artists were just messing around. They just found a picture from the Internet, pasted on the text and added some shapes to fool the author. They could make seven or eight pictures in three minutes.

Five dollars is money too!

So he opened WORD and did it himself. Later, he was able to quantitatively control the size of the font.

Although you have money in this life and should spend it, you still have to save what you need.

"But, this doesn't look good. Why don't you look at other designs?" Zheng Shidi still wanted to struggle.

The little girl also nodded, with a face full of reluctance: "My uncle is right, these bare words printed on the packaging are not good-looking at all. At that time, others thought I was not good at design, and it will also affect the reputation of our factory. …”

Gu Yuan thought to himself, am I so like Kaizi?

Although he doesn’t understand design, he understands publicity. Either simple, easy to remember, and catchy. Either weird and unforgettable. Moreover, Ye Wenjun is the boss's wife, and she should be the one to draw the design. Looking at the nagging little girl, Gu Yuan thought to himself, how dare you talk to Party A's father like this?

"Since Boss Zheng is in such a difficult situation, how about I find another company?"

Zheng Shidi quickly shook his head, "Reputation is nothing, customers are number one!"

As expected, Wei Junjie, the master of Western things, was quite satisfied with Gu Yuan.

When I returned to school, it was already five o'clock. When I passed the school gate, I happened to see the decoration team finishing the work.

"Boss Gu is back?"

The captain of the decoration team greeted him warmly.

"Ang, thank you for your hard work, brother, here's one!"

"Come here, come here, I'll light the chimney for you!"

Gu Yuan responded with a smile and handed a cigarette to everyone in the decoration team. Everyone was happy. There are two small workers, who are similar to Gu Yuan. Gu Yuan gets along well with them, so their work is more meticulous.

The captain of the decoration team blocked the wind with his hand, lit the cigarette, blew out a smoke ring, and then said: "By the way, did you quarrel with your siblings today?"

"No ah?"

Gu Yuan was stunned for a moment.

The other party sighed, "Don't blame me for being talkative. My younger siblings are very virtuous. They come over every night to help clean up the trash. We can't stop her. When I saw her coming over today, her eyes were red. I don't know why. Not crying."

Gu Yuan reacted immediately, turned around and ran away.

"She's in the store!" the decoration team leader shouted at Gu Yuan's back, and then said to the other workers, "If my wife is half as virtuous as she is, I can laugh out of my dreams."

Gu Yuan came to the utility room, opened the curtain, and saw Ye Wenjun's figure as expected.

Then he saw Ye Wenjun holding a utility knife and clearing the gaps in the floor tiles bit by bit. and. He looked carefully and saw that the gaps in each floor tile had been dug out, and there was black plaster next to them.

"You, you're here?"

Ye Wenjun was startled by Gu Yuan's sudden appearance. She raised her head and found Gu Yuan's brows were furrowed, his expression more serious than ever before, and she quickly lowered her head.

Gu Yuan said nothing, squatting in front of her, holding the other person's face with both hands, and sure enough, he saw Ye Wenjun's eyes were red.

"You cried?"

Gu Yuan's heart was broken when he saw it, and he quickly asked, "Who bullied you?"

"No, no one."

"That is how the matter?"

"..."

Seeing that Ye Wenjun didn't want to say anything, Gu Yuan stood up and walked out: "If you don't say anything, I will blow up the school..."

Ye Wenjun suddenly panicked: "Yes, I was too anxious to draw the design."

　PS: Thank you fellow Taoist for the hundred rewards, please stay.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)