Chapter 214: Donations

Wang Yanli caught up and grabbed her arm very familiarly, as if they had always been so close.

Zhao Qingyu's heart was slightly sour, Wang Yanli in this life seemed to be getting farther and farther away from her because of Wang Lei's relationship.

"Why are you going this way?" She asked with a forced smile.

Wang Yanli grinned: "Wang Lei went to the Internet cafΓ© tonight and stayed up all night, I'll wait for him here." ”

Zhao Qingyu was dumbfounded, the boy who was nervous when he entered the Internet cafΓ© before now took the initiative to run out all night, which she never expected.

Although he and Wang Lei are still in the same class, the two have almost no intersection, and even Wang Lei rarely goes to Xinglong Noodle Restaurant again, Zhao's father and Zhao's mother are angry when they mention it, but it is too much to say "white-eyed wolf", after all, when Wang Lei is in the store, he is also hard-working, hard-working, and often voluntarily "overtime".

After a while, Zhao Qingyu spoke: "Hasn't he been doing sports training recently, what's going on?" ”

"It's good, the teacher said he has a lot of talent."

Zhao Qingyu thought of Chang Xin again, and couldn't help but ask again: "What about Chang Xin, have you been in contact recently?" ”

Wang Yanli: "Of course, Chang Xin and Wang Lei are good buddies, and the two of them often train together. ”

"Ah......h

Zhao Qingyu was silent again, she tried her best to get rid of the triangle relationship between Wang Lei and Wang Yanli, but she didn't expect the two of them to fall into another love triangle.

What is this?

After chatting with Wang Yanli for a few words, they had already walked to the three-way intersection, and not far from the street lamp in front of them, there were two figures, one tall and one short.

The taller one is Wang Lei, and the slightly shorter one is Chang Xin.

Wang Yanli also found the two of them early, beckoned to them happily, turned her head and hurriedly said goodbye to Zhao Qingyu: "They are waiting for me in front, I'll go first!" Good bye! ”

"You...... Good bye. ”

Zhao Qingyu wanted to ask, don't you sleep at night, do you go all night to surf the Internet together?

She even wanted to say, she is already a sophomore in high school, can she be nervous, she has to go to class tomorrow, how can she go to surf the Internet overnight!

However, these accusations, after a few turns in her mouth, silently swallowed back into her stomach.

With a sigh, she turned and walked up the slope.

The self-study class in the second night of high school was getting late and late, and when I got home, it was already half past ten, and all the family members had already gone to sleep.

Because Xiaoshan is sleeping in the living room, she has to tiptoe to do everything, even if she knows that Xiaoshan is also a guy who can't wake up when she falls asleep.

After washing up, she returned to her desk, with an old piece of stationery in front of her.

She still has a manuscript to write, she hasn't written for too long, and the editor of the newspaper contacted her a few days ago, and there is a story contest in the country during this time, hoping that she can find time to write a story manuscript.

Zhao Qingyu didn't think that her level could get any ranking in the country, but the editor said that the emphasis was on participation, and she readily agreed.

For some reason, when she sat at the table and looked at the clean and tidy stationery, her mind was empty, and she couldn't write anything.

Outside the door, I remembered a slight knock on the door.

She turned her head to see that the door had been pushed open a small crack, and Zhao Mu was blindfolded and pulled at the door: "Xiaoyu, you haven't slept yet, rest early, don't exhaust yourself." ”

Zhao Qingyu smiled and said, "Mom, I'm fine, why did you get up suddenly, did I wake you up." ”

"Where can I be, I don't know when you'll come back, I just get up and go to the bathroom." Mother Zhao waved her hand and left with a yellow curly hair.

Zhao Qingyu was just about to turn around and take the pen, when he suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly got up, the stool rubbed against the ground, making a harsh sound.

She hurriedly slowed down, for fear that she would wake up the others who were sleeping soundly.

When Zhao's mother returned from going to the toilet, she saw her daughter leaning against the door and staring at her.

"What's wrong? What do you have to say? Mother Zhao said clearly.

Zhao Qingyu smiled, knowing her daughter Mo Ruomu, as long as she stopped here, her mother would know what she wanted to do.

"Mom, do you know about the donation to Aunt Xiaofang's house in the town tomorrow." Zhao Qingyu asked in a low voice.

Mother Zhao glanced at her: "Can I not know, tell you, I must be the first one in this family to know." ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Oh. ”

Mother Zhao immediately wondered: "Why are you asking this, do you also want to donate?" ”

"Hehe, Mom, it's not me who donates, it's you and Dad who donate."

"Huh?"

Zhao's mother was really shocked, she originally thought that after Huanhuan's poisoning last time, her daughter must not have a good impression of Huanhuan's family, but she didn't expect that Zhao Qingyu would even offer to donate to them? !

"You're not...... Why do you want to donate? "Mother Zhao really doesn't understand.

Zhao Qingyu said bluntly: "Because you can be on TV, and your name can still be on the electronic screen." ”

Mother Zhao couldn't help frowning: "This ...... But ...... "she couldn't understand what her daughter was thinking."

"Mom, don't object yet, listen to me give you an analysis." Zhao Qingyu pulled Zhao's mother into the room and gently closed the door.

"Mom, do you know what advertising is?"

"Nonsense."

"Then do you know what advertising effect is?"

"Yes."

"Then did you know that tomorrow's livestream donation is a form of advertising?"

"Huh?"

Looking at Zhao's mother's puzzled face, Zhao Qingyu smiled slightly, hey, there is finally something her mother doesn't know.

"Mom, do you know why our town's economic development has been getting better and better in the past two years?" Zhao Qingyu asked again.

Although Mother Zhao is a middle-aged woman, she is not completely short-sighted, she pondered for a moment, raised her head and said, "It's because more and more people are coming to our place to travel." ”

"Yes!" Zhao Qingyu gave her mother a thumbs up and praised.

But soon, she threw out another question, "Then why are more and more people coming to our place?" ”

"This ......" Mother Zhao lowered her head, rolled her eyes slightly, and raised her head, "It's because everyone is getting richer and richer!" ”

Zhao Qingyu's eyes lit up, and he laughed: "Mom, you are really smart, yes, when you have money, you will care more about the spiritual level, but this is not the point we are discussing now, I am asking about another aspect." ”

Mother Zhao muttered to herself: "Another aspect......"

Zhao Qingyu saw that the time was not early, and he didn't want to spend too much time on selling the guanzi, so he took the initiative to say: "That's the advertising effect." ”

"Advertising?" Mother Zhao was a little puzzled, she didn't seem to notice any advertisement.

"Mom, you may not know that when you come to travel to us, in addition to the relationship between everyone slowly getting rich, it is actually more about the advertising effect, but our advertising is definitely not done locally, and many advertisements cannot be seen here......"

Zhao Qingyu still remembers that when she went to college in the provincial capital, the buses in the provincial capital were full of tourism advertisements for her hometown, and later, advertisements for her hometown appeared on the capital TV, and later, on many online platforms.

In the end, the hometown became a world-famous scenic spot.

These are the results of a large amount of local investment in advertising.

I have to say that this wave of advertising is not a loss!

Her hometown, W Town, has also become a small special economic zone no worse than some cities.

Of course, at this time, the advertisements on TV were all famous big brands, until special shopping channels appeared later, and some various brands were also familiar.

Their small noodle shop certainly can't afford to advertise at a high price, but now, there is an opportunity.

Whether you succeed or not, you can always give it a try.

After listening to Zhao Qingyu's analysis, Zhao's mother's eyes widened slightly, and she said a little sluggishly: "Xiaoyu, how many strange ideas are in your little head." ”

"Mom, this isn't weird." Zhao Qingyu pouted.

Mother Zhao couldn't help laughing, and then frowned again: "It's okay to donate, but the problem is how much we donate, in case it's too little, it's not a shame." ”

Zhao Qingyu also pondered, this is a live broadcast, although it is only a local TV station, but the audience of their noodle restaurant is the local people.

Donate less, although it's nothing, but it definitely won't play an advertising role, donate more, parents probably won't agree.

After thinking for a long time, she tentatively stretched out a hand and said, "Either donate...... Five thousand? ”

Mother Zhao's eyelids twitched fiercely: "I thought you were going to say five hundred, but I hesitated." ”

Zhao Qingyu was silent: "What about now." ”

Mother Zhao: "Five thousand, don't even think about it!" ”

"Mom, will you think about it again?"

Mother Zhao was extremely depressed: "Actually, before this happened, your Aunt Xiaofang borrowed money everywhere, and almost all her relatives were borrowed by her, and I discussed it with your father in private, if she asked us to borrow, we would borrow her a thousand to pull, and there was no more, after all, her daughter had done that kind of thing to you and Xiaofeng before, and the knot in her heart really couldn't be easily smoothed out." ”

She sighed and continued: "You said donate just now, I actually have a little idea in my heart, but donating so much at once, it's still free, even if I agree, your father may not agree, and besides, if there is no obvious change in our business after donating, then isn't this money wasted." ”

"Don't say that my mother is ruthless and ruthless, your Aunt Xiaofang and we are not relatives, you will go to college in a while, your brother will also go to high school, and our family will soon have a lot of money......"

Hearing what Zhao's mother said so much, Zhao Qingyu suddenly felt that she seemed to be taking it for granted.

Although her family's shop is doing very well now, and she can earn two or three thousand a month, in fact, most people's salaries are only in the triple digits, which is still relatively low in the triple digits.

Even Zhao's mother, before opening the store, her salary was only more than 500 per month.

Asking her to donate 5,000 yuan at once to a family that had hurt her loved ones is a little unacceptable and reasonable.

Although, this is for the so-called advertising effect.

"Mom, if you don't do that, you can follow your own ideas, a thousand is fine, and when the time comes, the donor will write the name of our store."

"Then I'll have to discuss this with your father."

"Didn't you just say that you discussed it before?"

"That's different, it's a negotiation to borrow, this time it's a donation, one can be repaid, and the other is gone." Mother Zhao glared at her.

Zhao Qingyu was helpless, she wanted to tell her mother that sometimes borrowing money can't get it back, and there are not a few people who disappear after borrowing money.

And this time, it's a game.

"Mom, then this difficult task is handed over to you, I am sure you will be able to convince Dad." Zhao Qingyu affirmed, "By the way, my father is not a short-sighted person now, he will buy VCDs now to win the hearts of students." ”

It's okay not to mention this, as soon as she heard that Zhao Qingyu was doing this, Zhao's mother was angry.

"It's okay to buy a VCD, don't you see that our noodle restaurant is about to become a movie theater? Those who finished eating and those who didn't eat all crowded in, leaving people who wanted to eat noodles with noodle nowhere to sit! Mother Zhao said hatefully.

Because of this, as soon as she got home at night, she quarreled with Zhao's father, and the two still had an unpleasant quarrel until they went to bed, and no one paid attention to anyone.

"Ah...... Mom, why are you arguing with Dad again? Zhao Qingyu was helpless.

"It's okay not to be noisy, you didn't see it, even Xiaodan can't wait to stick his eyes to the TV, and he doesn't want to do his job well."

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Zhao Qingyu frowned slightly, she had actually considered this problem, in fact, she proposed to let her parents buy a TV back at that time, mainly considering that her parents were usually too bored in their spare time, and sometimes Zhao's mother would go to someone else's store nearby to watch TV.

When she bought a TV at that time, Zhao's mother was also willing.

It's because of this VCD.

"Mom, otherwise, usually when you are busy, you just turn on the TV, play some ordinary TV news and the like, as for the VCD, just wait until the busy work is over, and then put it when the students are in class, at this time there are few people in our store, if someone is watching in the store, it can also attract some passers-by who have an early will, others pass by outside, and there are quite a lot of people in our store, maybe they will come in to take a look."

As the saying goes, everyone who walks in is a guest.

Only when the more people enter the door, can the business become more and more prosperous.

Of course, Mother Zhao also understands this truth.

"Mom, if you really think that there are too many people in our store, let's rent the faΓ§ade next to it when the time comes." Zhao Qingyu grinned.

Mother Zhao glanced at her: "The person who sells buns next to him won't leave, our business Red Cross will even give him a little business by the way, hum, he was still messing with us at the beginning, but now he has eaten the sweetness, and he is not silent." ”

Zhao Qingyu smiled silently, in fact, when there was a single bun shop opposite the school in the past, the business of the bun shop was really average, after all, there were two shops at the entrance of the school, and there was also a canteen inside.

Now there are more Xinglong noodle restaurants of Zhao Qingyu's family opposite the school, and there are relatively many types of meals in the store, and now there are more and more students who are willing to cross the street to eat.

Since the bun shop found out that Zhao Qingyu's family's business at noon and evening is also very good, it is now doing it all day, anyway, the two of them also live in the store, and they are idle.

However, because their son did good things in the past, many students saw it with their own eyes, and everyone passed on the word to the hundred, which made the reputation of the bun shop still damage a lot.

The mother and daughter chatted like this for a long time, until it was almost half past eleven in the evening, and Zhao's mother suddenly found the alarm clock time in front of her, so she hurriedly stood up and asked Zhao Qingyu to hurry up and go to rest.

"That's it, you don't do your homework anymore, do you hear?" Mother Zhao walked out of the door, thought of something and turned around, and said uneasily.

"Got it, I'll go now, Mom, you should go to bed quickly, you have to get up early tomorrow."