tiger teacher

"How much is it?"

An old man with white hair in an orthodox Chinese tunic suit wandered in front of Wang Jian's small wooden sculpture at some point. He whirled around for a while, then stood in front of the shelf and stared blankly for a long time, out of the corner of his eyes. There were faint tears, and then slowly asked Jin Huiming who was squatting beside him eating buns.

"Look at it, it starts at three hundred."

"Three hundred?" The old man shook his head and sighed.

"Do you think it's expensive?" Jin Huiming glanced at him: "No discount, no counter-offer."

"No, it's too cheap. This craft should be lost."

The old man looked at his hands as he spoke, turned and left silently, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"It's probably something wrong." Liang Huanhuan squinted at the direction the old man was leaving: "I've been watching him for a long time, and seeing a few little wooden toads made me cry."

Jin Huiming despised Liang Huanhuan in a disdainful tone: "Do you know what art is? Art is to see the creator's thoughts and soul through a thing, so you are suitable for selling bullet casings."

"What do you mean, you?" Liang Huanhuan hissed Jin Huiming: "You are pretending to be a wolf with a big tail, you know."

Jin Huiming was really too lazy to talk to someone with an IQ like her. After a sneer, he continued to eat steamed buns until Wang Jian and Dawei came back from the outside carrying things in small bags.

"What did you two do? You have a wretched smile on your face."

Liang Huanhuan was the most impatient. Anyway, the military products she brought had been swept away long ago, and now there was only a table of stupid pendants made of bullet casings still on the table, so she looked very boring now. .

"Over there." Wang Jianle pointed at the joint booth: "There is actually a promotional activity, buy a pair of jeans for more than four yuan, Dawei bought more than 2000 at once, gave away more than 20 pairs of jeans, and split half of it with me. "

"Oh, I'll go..." Jin Huiming poked Wang Jian's chest with his finger: "Why are you like this? You compete with others and then you go to increase sales for others?"

Dawei took the first step: "I did the calculations just now. They seem to be ignoring the cost for the sake of sales. They are selling for the sake of selling. They have no intention of making money at all."

"This kind of thing?" Jin Huiming rubbed his chin: "It seems that someone is helping them. The only person who can do such a shameless thing is the physical education teacher who is stupid and rich."

Wang Jian suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment, looking at Kaizi Xu who was sitting on the side maintaining order, he probably knew the crap going on here.

"But what's the benefit of him doing this." Wang Jian spread his hands: "I just can't sell them, and I won't lose a piece of meat."

"Maybe he just wanted to make you unhappy." Dawei quietly pointed to Sun Ershao who was sitting in the outdoor cafe on the third floor of the shopping mall, drinking coffee and reading the newspaper: "I know how busy this guy is. But he is busy all day today. It's not in his character to drink coffee in such a leisurely way."

Wang Jian sighed: "Why do you want to make me unhappy, the key is that I am not unhappy at all."

"He, he thought you would be upset. If he knew you were so stupid, he would definitely be mad." Dawei laughed, "But I guess, he must think you are the kind of person who insists on winning. Losing Can't sleep."

Wang Jian was stunned for a moment, suddenly didn't know what to say, then turned around and pointed to his booth: "It's us who should be sneered at now, you can see for yourself."

Dawei turned his head to look at the seats in his class, and was surprised: "When will it be sold out!"

The current situation is obvious. Except for the artworks of Dawei and Wang Jian, Yuban is already half closed. The first contribution here is Jin Huiming's marketing strategy and the work of Li Nuo and Huang Yue. The beauty effect, followed by the means of other students in the class, now even the self-selection area is only left with some defective products that can only be thrown into the trash can.

"Of course I want to win." Wang Jian said with a smile: "You have to know that winning or losing is about face. But they will definitely not win if they do this. Who has my experience in business? Just kidding, I set up a street stall You are all breastfeeding at the time!"

"This is awesome." Dawei coughed twice.

"Well... a bit too much." Wang Jian sat down on the table: "This business has to balance the annual gross profit and net profit. The gross profit is 300 billion, and the net profit is [-] yuan. It can only be said that it is too difficult."

After finishing speaking, Wang Jian greeted Ye Wen who was sleeping on the table next to him: "How much money have we made!"

"Report to the master!" Ye Wen opened the account book: "Is the top three profit so far today? The first is Jin Huiming, with a gross profit of [-], which is raised to [-]. Followed by Huang Yue, with a cumulative tip of [-]. Thousand five, Wuhe... It's just that my ass has been pinched hundreds of times, and I'm crying in the bathroom now. The third is Tang Jun and Cheng Hui's sales of various non-mainstream jewelry, with a profit of three thousand and five. The bottom one is... ...It's you and Teacher Dawei, nothing at all."

"Look, I was mercilessly ridiculed." Wang Jian said helplessly to Dawei: "Artwork is not easy to deceive people."

"Yeah... It's cheap, and I feel uncomfortable. If it's too expensive, no one will buy it." Dawei touched his things: "These are all my treasures."

"Don't say it so disgusting, make it look like it's a little bitch you cut off." Wang Jian looked around: "Their sales are high there, but they will have to remove the old ones at that time. How could it be better than ours?" high?".

"And..." Ye Wen gave Wang Jian a trembling look, "You may be wrong..."

"what?"

"They don't need money for a lot of things..."

"what!"

Wang Jian was stunned at the time, where in the world would there be a business without money?Speaking of this kind of thing, it is not much different from the pie falling from the sky. This can be regarded as disrupting Wang Jian's rhythm.

"What is this scenario?"

"I don't know too well. My eyeliner told me that there are mysterious forces supporting them, and that celebrity was also invited by them..."

"Second young master is very elegant." Dawei laughed, "You did such a naive thing, and you just want to win Wang Jian? What's the difference between this and cheating?"

"This kind of person doesn't care about cheating or cheating, and he enjoys winning." Jin Huiming sat on the table shaking his feet: "Basically, he is the kind of person who can't lose no matter what he does. Mr. Wang, have you bullied others?"

"Don't use the word bully..."

Dawei smiled at the side and nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, your old Wang bullied him so badly that he just shot him away. With the character of the second young master, he has to hate Wang Jian for the rest of his life."

"It's no wonder." Jin Huiming laughed loudly: "It's better to provoke a gentleman than a villain."

But after she finished speaking, her complexion suddenly changed, becoming very irritable and impermanent, with a cloud of gloom in an instant, and said in a low voice: "He is a villain, and so am I. He is so weak."

After finishing speaking, Jin Huiming took out the phone, dialed who it was, and then smiled: "We have a large-scale event with a high exposure rate, come or not? Oh? You know, just know. Bring it Come quickly, your darlings."

After hanging up the phone, Jin Huiming snorted coldly: "Guys, follow me!"

"Where are you going?" Wang Jian tugged at her arm: "What are you going to do?"

Jin Huiming narrowed his eyes and smiled, terribly sinister: "Do business without money.

After finishing speaking, she took Ye Wen and a group of people away from the patio stall. Only Li Nuo, who was wearing a bunny suit, was left eating a boxed fast food.

"Teacher Wang." Li Nuo looked up at Wang Jian suddenly, "Just now there was an old man in his 60s who said that your small woodcarving skills are about to become extinct."

"It's obviously lost, but you learned this Chinese class from your chemistry teacher?" Liang Huanhuan played with Ye Wen's handheld in the sun, and said casually, "It's a sick old man. After reading it for a long time, he was reluctant to buy it."

Wang Jian laughed aloud: "Lost? I don't know, but he has vision... It's a pity that he won't buy it."

"I'll go around and see how much they sold." Wang Jian walked slowly towards the joint booth with his hands behind his back. Although he was a little anxious in his heart, he appeared calm on the outside.

In fact, there is a reason for Wang Jian's anxiety. After all, Class 29 is a bad class. The whole school knows that although there are all kinds of talents, it is the last class.The whole class is between Wang Jianlai, and it is flattering to describe it as a mess.Although this activity is not a big deal to Wang Jian, it is very important to these guys.Regardless of self-confidence or sense of belonging, this victory is really very important, not only for Wang Jian but also for Yuban.

"What's the trouble?" Wang Jian stood at the booth of the joint class, watching the continuous supply of goods and the hot scene, the sweat on his brow came out, but he couldn't set him on fire in this situation. The table is on fire, so I can only watch helplessly.

"Hey, buddy." Liang Huanhuan walked to Wang Jian with a lollipop in his mouth: "It's fucked now."

Wang Jian smiled bitterly: "Totally."

"Don't worry, we even have a tradition. Even in the end, we have to work hard." Liang Huanhuan handed Wang Jian a lollipop: "Your style is very similar to my elder brother. I like you."

"Your big brother?"

"Yes, I used to be the number one secret agent, but when I was blown up last year, I found a head and my body was blown up." Liang Huanhuan raised his eyebrows: "In our line of work, no matter how good you are, there is always today and no tomorrow." .”

Just when Wang Jian wanted to sigh, a lot of girls suddenly came from Yingying and Yanyan outside. These girls were all very stylishly dressed, and Wang Jian found that many of them were very familiar and seemed to often appear on the Internet.

"Well..." Dawei leaned over to Wang Shu's side in a wretched manner: "There are so many models, all of them are awesome."

At this time, a very, very famous host came in with a large group of media reporters behind him, holding a microphone and shouting: "Gentlemen and ladies, Jiashi Media, Dongyi Media, Northern Light Media and The first online charity bazaar jointly organized by Langfeng Shengyuan Private High School starts now!"

"What is this stuff?"

Wang Jian pulled Jin Huiming who was coming from behind: "What did you do?"

"Old Wang." Jin Huiming smiled brightly at Wang Jian: "The cheating spider fruit won, you have to kiss me!"

After she finished speaking, she didn't have time to talk, so she stretched out her hand and said, "Boys, order!"

I owe it.Ling... I will make it up. "