Huang Pingfan laughed and said, "Yes, welcome, welcome!"

"So, I'll become your mercenary?" Xiao Mingrui smiled, originally he felt very difficult things, but he didn't expect that in Huang Pingfan, it was so simple.

In Xiao Mingrui's view, Huang Pingfan is either broad-minded or stupid. Actually, I don't mind the things I used to dislike him about.

"Well, I don't know if anyone in our class wants to join us, I'll go up and ask first. Huang Pingfan said and walked to the podium.

Many students, as soon as they saw Huang Pingfan on the podium, immediately thought that Huang Pingfan might be having another treat.

"Huang Pingfan, are you going to have another treat?" asked the squad leader.

Others, though they thought in their hearts, did not say it. Only the squad leader, relying on the fact that Huang Pingfan's mother was from the same village, asked very directly and rudely.

Huang Pingfan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Ah, what kind of treat?"

Huang Pingfan is a little inexplicable, how can someone force others to treat him?

In the past, there were no customers at the bun stalls, so they had to come up with conspiracies of one kind or another and solicit customers everywhere. Therefore, the so-called treat is nothing more than an excuse to promote your buns.

Unexpectedly, now my own bun stall, every meal, is in short supply, and unexpectedly, there are still people who jump out and force themselves to treat.

Do I still need to have a treat? Do I still need to advertise? My bun stand is already busy!

No one knows the cry in Huang Pingfan's heart.

They also thought that Huang Pingfan might have been too busy and forgot the reason why he should have a treat.

"Huang Pingfan, didn't your "I Love You China" win the first prize of the New Year's Day Golden Melody?" someone muttered quietly.

Uh, that's it!

Huang Pingfan was stuck for a while.

Yes, Huang Pingfan signed up to sing on stage because he agreed to Peng Qiuyan.

However, the program performed on New Year's Day did not have any strict evaluation at all. Basically, all the shows that come on stage will give a little comfort.

said that it was the first prize, but, it seems, in the New Year's Day program, there is not only one first prize.

Scarcity is expensive!

When the first prize is no longer just the only one, the so-called first prize will become a cabbage on the street and will be worthless.

Treat!

A must-have!

We don't lack a few small money, since there are classmates who remember such a thing, then, they will definitely treat them.

It's just that, the so-called first prize, the specifications of the treat, can it be high?

Just when Huang Pingfan was planning to throw away one or two hundred yuan casually to deal with it, suddenly, he heard news about himself on the school radio.

"Attention to the whole school, attention to the whole school!

Next, I would like to broadcast a great news for you, great news!

Huang Pingfan, a student in the first class of our school, won the title of the key work of this year's Chinese Modern Poetry Anthology with a poem "To the Oak Tree", which became the cover work of this issue of Modern Poetry Anthology.

At the same time, "To the Oak Tree" was recommended by the Modern Poetry Anthology and participated in the Global Chinese Modern Poetry Competition, winning the first prize. One of the three first prizes of this competition, the global Chinese ......."

The whole school was detonated by this news.

All the students in the first class of high school also spoke out and talked about it.

Huang Pingfan, who was standing on the podium, couldn't laugh or cry a little.

He had known the news for a long time.

Not only did I know it, but because of this incident, I got the system sister and a large source point reward.

However, Huang Pingfan still felt that the principal, he really couldn't wait.

Is it necessary to be in such a hurry?

Why don't you wait until tomorrow morning to do the exercises, and then announce that you can't do it?

No one knows about Huang Pingfan's belly.

To say that the principal waited until tomorrow to announce the news, he really just couldn't wait.

Even if he can wait, the other big and small leaders can't wait.

Yes, Principal Yang Bo was in the office and received a call from the vice president of the Modern Poetry Anthology.

Because, the vice president was originally a member of Western Liang Middle School.

His own junior has won such an honor, and he is also honored.

What's more, because in recent years, Xiliang Middle School has been a bit lonely at sunset, and he hopes that this news can boost morale.

If it is feasible, then the vice president himself feels that it can be regarded as a small favor to his alma mater.

In fact, the mood of the vice president is basically the same as that of the big and small leaders of the school, and everyone hopes that their school can regain its glory.

As a result, there was Principal Yang Bo, who announced this good news during the evening self-study.

Of course, Huang Pingfan couldn't understand the state of mind of these heroes who had gone from glory to loneliness, so he was too anxious to slander Principal Yang Bo.

"Huang Pingfan, this time you can invite a big guest, a big treat, right?" the squad leader shouted loudly when he saw that everyone was almost talking.

Originally, in the past, Huang Pingfan had a treat at every turn, and everyone still felt that Huang Pingfan was too contrived.

However, when they heard this good news, everyone felt that if no one had a good treat, they really couldn't vent their excitement.

At present, there is only one big family in the class, Huang Pingfan, who else can eat if he doesn't eat him?

"Huang Pingfan, a treat!"

"Chairman, you must have a big treat, invite a big guest, poke it well!"

"Huang Pingfan, you have to come to Fu Restaurant's house to poke it!" Xiao Mingrui also fished in troubled waters and shouted loudly.

"Treat!"

"Treat!"

"Treat!"

......

Looking at these classmates in front of him, as soon as he became excited, no one was reserved anymore, and he took the opportunity to shout out all the words in his heart one by one.

"Tomorrow at noon, Laifu Restaurant, the first class of high school, all the teachers and students, open up to eat! The chairman of the board of directors buys it, everyone can eat as much as they want, as long as they don't, they can't eat and walk around!" Huang Pingfan had no choice but to push the boat down the river and loudly announce the treat.

"Long live the chairman!"

"Long live the chairman!"

"Long live the chairman!"

"The chairman is the most handsome!"

"Chairman, you are the strongest!"

"Chairman, I love you!"

......

The truth and falsehood all appeared, but they were all good words, and at this time, no one scolded Huang Pingfan.

Huang Pingfan suddenly felt that it was good to be rich, as long as we had money everywhere from time to time, no one would remember to scold us little lame.

After everyone quieted down, Huang Pingfan continued: "Just now, my tablemate, Xiao Mingrui, plans to join me in selling steamed buns. Therefore, I feel that our class, maybe, and classmates, have this plan.

For the first notice, I am not a hired worker. The students in my class are all children under the age of 18, and if people knew that I was working as a child laborer, then I would have been in jail.

So, I didn't hire anyone, and I didn't pay any wages!

It's just that some classmates who are very close to me saw that I was very busy, so they volunteered to help.

As for me, I just give a little money and buy them some [meeting gifts] in front of them, or rather, give them a little tea money and buy some water to drink, that's it. ”

"Hehe, what else can you say?" The classmates were a little dumbfounded by Huang Pingfan's explanation.

Yes, Huang Pingfan said that, and it seemed that he was completely out of the category of hired workers, and became a mutual help among classmates.

Since there is no employment relationship, let alone any employment contract, then Huang Pingfan does not have any problem of employing child labor.

As for whether Huang Pingfan's trick will work or not, he doesn't know, but he really hopes that any hidden dangers can be eliminated in advance.

Don't look at it now, everything is going well, but as long as Huang Pingfan's career grows big in the future, this is a timed dynamite package. It could detonate at any moment and blow him to pieces.

"Finally, let me say it again, if there are students in our class who are from particularly poor families, then you can come to my bun stall to help.

Remember, just to help, we don't have any employment relationship with each other. There is no salary, at most a little, which may give you tea money.

Because, there is no employment relationship between us, there is no employment contract, so this tea money, there may or may not be.

If it's not particularly difficult at home, then please don't bother, it's called Don't Disturb!" Huang Pingfan said with a smile.

"Hehe......" everyone laughed.

"Where to sign up?" Xiao Mingrui snapped.

Huang Pingfan said: "If it's a male classmate, go to Mo Mayang, and if it's a female classmate, go to Liu Hong." Remember, I didn't hire you, so I didn't have a salary, remember?"

"Self-deception!" a classmate muttered quietly in the back of the classroom.

"Cover your ears and steal the bell!" someone followed.

......

Huang Pingfan could hear the whispers of those people in the back of the classroom very clearly. However, he didn't pay any attention to it, and did whatever they said.

Returning to his seat, Huang Pingfan breathed a sigh of relief: this time, someone should help make and sell steamed buns, let's be free!

In the past, because I didn't dare to study hard and practice kung fu with all my might, I didn't feel that there was not enough time.

However, now that everything is fine, I can't squeeze out too much time to practice literature and martial arts because of trivial matters, and I feel deeply annoyed.

Well, now, because the future of the bun stall is gratifying, a lot of people are rushing to help.

In the future, it is estimated that if you want to learn and practice martial arts, there will be plenty of time.

"Next week's monthly exam, do you want to get full marks in all of them, and give a hard deterrent and deterrence, what about those who oppose us opening a steamed bun stall?" Huang Pingfan muttered in his heart.