Chapter 117: Death by Himself

While working Rococo's side, Yu Mingjun's online store is also in the harvest season.

Even if a meat muffin is only sold for one dollar, it can earn four to five cents, even if it is 88 free shipping, minus the cost of free shipping, Yu Mingjun can still earn thirty or forty yuan, and then share it with the male owner of the snack shop with a flat head, five or five cents, and after a single business, Yu Mingjun can earn eighteen or twenty.

Five or five points seems to be a bit of a loss, in fact, at the beginning, Rococo also felt so. But after all, how to say it, the first cooperation, just like the first time to go out to work, suffer a loss, nothing, if the business is really good, they can negotiate with the boss again, no, then find other partners, after all, they are the dominant one. Perhaps, this is also the reason why Ningbo Pigeon King will want to build his own offline physical store in the future, that is, he doesn't want to talk too much with the owner of the physical store. If Rococo has money, Rococo estimates that he will make one himself in the future.

The online store has been advertised since September 5 and is launched at the same time, and now, it is the middle of October, about a little more than a month. The sales revenue of the online store is 528064 yuan, and then the cost and share are subtracted, and it takes more than a month to 132016 yuan. By the way, in the hands of Rococo, she has to reduce it by half, because she still has to share five or five points with Yu Mingjun, that is, sixty-six thousand and eight yuan.

"I made 130,000 yuan in a month." When Yu Mingjun and Rococo reported the good news......

Rococo replied in QQ: "My share is 66,000 and eight yuan, and those eight yuan cannot be missing a coin." Then, continue with the field observation and investigation that is widely attached.

When he came to the place where it was written, 'Hold up the sun of tomorrow', Rococo specially pointed it out to Xu Qian and said, "I just said that there is this thing in Guangfu." ”

"What's that?" Liang Wenbo squinted slightly, and then read according to it: "Pull up tomorrow's sun?" ”

Rococo was stunned for a moment, looked at Liang Wenbo with wide eyes and thought: Liang Wenbo, how did you see that it was a 'pull' word? What about your IQ? Who has ever seen the sun pull up tomorrow? But so many people have said so, and Rococo estimates that this really can't be blamed on others, but only on someone who writes this word is indeed a bit of a dog and.

Maybe it's because there are few students here in Guangfu, and there are only about 400 people at each level, so it's much easier to manage than in Xiuzhong. And through the open and secret visits, Rococo also found that even if it is widely attached, there will be borrowed students, or more directly, it is a temporary class. It means that the student status is not in Guangfu, but in other schools, and then pay money to come and study, and Guangfu also deliberately gathers these students together to create a class. Of course, no one will know that this is a hanging class. Otherwise, the parents of the people know about it, pay the money, and you get it for me, can this be psychologically balanced?

For example, in the third year of high school this year, there are 240 people in science, but the teacher asked the students to count the ranking according to 170 people, why not count the 70, that is, the 70, it has been given up at all. However, if one of the 70 people suddenly appears to be a good learner, he can also become a regular, which is another means of Guangfu in order to increase the rate of one book.

To summarize the above briefly, it is that the attitude of Guangfu towards students is seriously polarized, and then it is...... Rococo also heard that Guangfu actually has to go to class on Sunday, but Rococo came at the right time, there is a Tie No. 1 Middle School next door, making up classes every day, and was complained by students, because a department has a rule that no make-up classes can be made on Sundays, and the principal of Tie No. 1 Middle School was reported, and then Tie No. 1 Middle School also reported Guangfu. In exchange for Guangfu, now there is no need to attend classes on Sundays in the third year of high school. And Saturday...... Saturday, you say? It's not called make-up classes, it's called self-study, and it's all voluntary by the students themselves.

How to say all this, it can only show that Guangfu has such a high rate of heavy capital, it is indeed not flying out of thin air, as the so-called 'one point of hard work, one point of harvest', but this kind of strict management, strict learning atmosphere, but not quite in line with the taste of Rococo. Merely...... If you take a picture of everyone studying hard, let them see the senior brothers and sisters who are now in their third year of high school and are still hanging children, maybe it will still be a little motivating.

"Here, take a picture."

"Record it here."

Under Rococo's command, everything was recorded on a video recorder and camera.

Took a weekend off and came back the next week......

The teachers are also quite desperate, although there are still some subject results that have not yet come out, but basically the results of the first two days of the exam have come out.

The young female teacher with gold wire glasses came to the class again, and then, she randomly distributed the test papers in her hands to the first few people sitting in the front of the classroom, and asked them to take a stack to be distributed, and then she asked another boy to take transparent glue to post the whole class and the whole school ranking of this Chinese exam at the door of the class.

The students who were more active rushed up to join in the fun as soon as they saw that they were going to 'release the list', even Liang Wenbo was no exception. But of course! Liang Wenbo didn't want to go at first, but under the signal of Rococo's eyes, he still went up to reconnoiter the enemy. Liang Wenbo is actually a sufferer, but he has not become a pervert like Xu Qian. What's more, Rococo itself is a beauty, and when he is asked by such a beautiful girl as Rococo, even if he frowns, he has to do it.

And during this period, Rococo was also curious to look at the peach again, while looking, touching his chin.

"What are you looking at me for?" Shui Tao was also embarrassed to be looked at, and suddenly asked.

"I mean, I can't see it." Rococo replied.

"What's a little hard to see?" Shui Tao replied.

"You're the number one in your class! There's your headshot on the billboard below. "Rococo.

"Luck, luck." Shui Tao replied modestly. But although Shui Tao said so, it can be seen that Shui Tao still has the confidence of being the first in the school in this regard. The faint aura of the first was lingering on the body of the peach, and the peach cloud dealt with the rococo lightly.

"How about telling you something?" Rococo said suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Shui Tao wondered.

"That's what you asked me to say, I didn't make a fuss." Rococo.

"What do you mean?" Peaches.

"Anyway, you just say, do you want to hear it?" Rococo.

Shui Tao saw that Rococo wanted her to answer 'I want to listen', could she still say that she didn't want to hear it, so she also complied with Rococo's wish: "Then I'll listen." ”

"So good! I'm going to say it. At the same time, Rococo suddenly pointed his finger at Xu Qian and said to Shui Tao: "This month's exam doesn't count, but in the next month's exam, that inconspicuous little point will steal your first." ”

Xu Qian seemed to feel that someone was talking about her, and after being stunned, she also turned her head, and then looked at Luo Coco who was pointing at her with a cute face. What is Rococo pointing at her? And that nasty peach!

Hearing Rococo's words, Shui Tao couldn't help but flutter for a moment. At that time, he quickly began to think about Rococo's intention in saying these words, but time passed quickly, and Shui Tao still couldn't understand why Rococo said this.

It wasn't until she saw Rococo's provocative eyes that Shui Tao finally understood what Rococo meant. So he also lowered his head instantly, covered half of his face and forehead with one hand, and chuckled (!). It's all blackened! )。 From elementary school to high school, there has never been a time when she didn't take the first place in the class, and you dare to provoke me? You're dying for yourself.

"What if I win?" Peaches.

Do you still have to make a bet? Rococo thought to himself that this was a mistake. Unexpectedly, Shui Tao turned out to be such a person! Can't they fight for honor, what a gamble!

"Whatever you want." Rococo said, after all, she didn't think Xiao Qianqian would lose.

"Well, if I win...... Then you're mine! Shui Tao stroked Rococo's cute face, with a perverted look.

"Nani?" Rococo.

Yes! Since the first day I saw Rococo on the podium and was introduced by the head teacher to a new classmate to exchange and study, Shui Tao fell in love with Rococo's shy cherry red face, well, if it was matched with her, the effect of the canvas would be very good.