"Showdown?" Yang Qingjun sneered, "My mother said it's okay not to get married, I'll get out, and Chu Bing will be her goddaughter." ”

Although this is obviously angry talk, it can also be seen that Chu Bing is good at manipulating people's hearts.

Yang Qingjun, a two-hundred-and-five-year-old who didn't have a long heart, was naturally not an opponent like Chu Bing who tried his best to climb up.

"I don't think you can go on like this forever if you want to get rid of Chu Bing," Yue Ming said very seriously, "Your parents can manage you like this, but they still treat you as an ignorant little child, you need to find something to do that can prove that you have grown up." ”

This is Yue Ming's life experience, he used to be in the company, even if Qin Xin and other employees respectfully called him Er Shao, but Yue Ming knew that they didn't have much respect for him, but now Qin Xin's every "Er Shao" was full of respect for him.

Although this is just a feeling, the feeling of the person concerned is obvious, and invisibly, Yue Ming's waist is straightened in the company.

Yang Qingjun understood, but he didn't understand either: "So I said let me plant potatoes, doesn't this just let me have something to do?" ”

Yue Ming, who has already created a business, straightened his chest: "Do you know how to plant potatoes, what kind of land to plant on, what season to plant, what season to harvest, what are the common problems of potatoes, and the most important thing is, does your father allow you to do this?" How are you going to convince your dad? ”

Should I say it or not, Yang Qingjun's unreliability is something that Yue Ming can see, and he does different things, after all, he still draws traces between two fox friends who were once embarrassed.

According to the previous Yue Ming style, Yang Qingjun wanted to plant potatoes, and Yue Ming waved his hand: Yes, and then he gave Yang Qingjun all the seeds and everything, and he didn't care what it was planted, after all, brotherhood was the most important.

Now Yue Ming has learned to think about problems comprehensively.

Yang Qingjun didn't think about any of these questions, and then he became angry: "Why don't you just let you do me a favor, don't you want to help you when you say so much?" ”

Coming, coming, the essential skill of the gentleman: sprinkling and rolling.

At this time, Yue Ming couldn't listen to what Yang Qingjun said, he just stubbornly thought that Yue Ming didn't want to help him, or a subconscious escape, as long as he blamed Yue Ming for the mistake, then he was not wrong.

But at this time, Su Chaoqi stood up: "The assessment over there should be almost good, do you want to come over together?" ”

Food can make people feel better...... She wasn't sure if what they were going to eat was food or dark food.

Yue Ming immediately stood up: "I'll go too." ”

He didn't want to talk to Yang Qingjun now.

Qin Xin naturally had to follow, only Yang Qingjun lost his temper and didn't want to go.

Of course, no one cared about him.

Out of this door, Yue Ming sighed: "I really want to help him." ”

They may not understand business management, but they understand righteousness, and Yue Ming wants to do his best, but Yang Qingjun does not receive it.

Su Chaoqi's gaze quietly turned around Qin Xin's face.

Sure enough, the corners of Qin Xin's mouth were a satisfied smile.

For Qin Xin, it is of course a good thing that the second young man can cut off the relationship with the idle gentlemen, after all, his own second young man is now a capable person who is different from them.

It was impossible to count on Qin Xin to help Yue Ming, so Su Chaoqi could only speak by himself: "You can help him write an outline of a plan book." ”

What the plan was, Yue Ming still knew, but he didn't write it, and he was dumbfounded in the face of this task that Su Chaoqi suddenly dropped.

He shouted, "How is this going to be done...... No, why would I do such a thing? ”

"Aren't you going to help him?" Su Chaoqi said, "The two problems he is facing now are that he doesn't know how to plant at all, and the second is that he doesn't have the support of his family. A plan includes a planting plan and the benefits after planting, so it can be said that both of these problems can be solved after writing this plan. ”

Needless to say, the first question is self-explanatory, and the second question is that the Soviet Dynasty is also very confident.

Potatoes are different from soybeans, soybean oil made by secondary processing of soybeans, soy sauce are kitchen sauces that only chefs can use, in this interstellar where chefs are scarce, in fact, the market is not broad, even now the sales volume is slowly increasing, after all, the Soviet Dynasty has also made a lot of efforts, at least the canteen of the Han family's planting base has to consume a lot every day.

But potatoes are different, potato chips can be eaten by anyone, she believes that potato chips will be very popular when they come out, as for how to prove this, Su Chaoqi can provide the annual report of the potato chip factory in the Blue Star era, although the currency and purchase volume of interstellar and Blue Star are different, but entrepreneurs can definitely convert it.

Yang Qingjun's father must be able to realize how promising the market for potato chips is.

The premise is that this proposal can be written.

"According to what I know about Yang Shao," Yue Ming said embarrassedly, "he may not be able to write this plan." ”

He said it euphemistically, what is possible, it is 100%.

How did Yue Ming learn at the beginning, he was personally supervised by his father, and the father and son studied together.

He didn't work so hard when he went to school.

But this kind of effort is effective, and the results have been shown, but the process is indeed painful, and Yue Ming is very sure that Yang Qingjun will not be able to persevere.

If you can lie down comfortably, why should you choose to endure hardship?

"It's okay," how could Su Chaoqi not see Yang Qingjun's waste nature, she smiled meaningfully, "You tell him that you can let Chu Bing help him." ”

Qin Xin raised his eyebrows and glanced at Su Chaoqi with some surprise.

Yue Ming was not stupid for a long time, and frowned when he heard this: "What do you mean, wouldn't Yang Shao be even more unable to get rid of Chu Bing if you do this?" “

"Then if he doesn't do it, someone has to do it." Su Chaoqi sighed helplessly, "Can he find someone to help him?" ”

That must not be, I didn't see that he was all on his own father, and there was no public or private use at all.

Thinking about it this way, Yang Shao only had one Chu Bing to use.

Yue Ming took a few steps, and finally figured out Su Chaoqi's intentions: "Are you helping Chu Bing?" Why? ”

"Because Chu Bing is more pleasing to the eye than Yang Shao." Su Chaoliu sneered and opened his mouth.

Chu Bing's ambition, brains, courage, and means are not lacking, but unfortunately the goal is a little crooked, but she probably has no better choice, in this case, what if they give her a chance.

"But I'm going to help Yang Shao."

"The only one who can help him is himself," Su Chaoliu shrugged, "You make it clear to him what is at stake, everyone is always responsible for their own choices." ”

Yue Ming had vaguely foreseen Yang Qingjun's future, and he mourned for his old friend.

"But I remember that you didn't get along with Chu Bing very well last time," Yue Ming asked suspiciously, "Why are you still willing to help her?" ”

That's a ridiculous question.

"We don't be friends with her," Su Chaoliu said, "We're just choosing a partner, and as long as she's not stupid, we'll naturally apologize for our behavior." ”

The two sisters both looked like they were strategizing, and they were sure that Chu Bing would not refuse this gift.

But Yue Ming asked in a bad light: "Then she happens to be so stupid, what should I do?" ”

"You'd better pray that she's not like this," Su Chaoqi said flatly, "Otherwise, Yang Shao may have to live his current life forever." ”

Chu Bing's interests are tied to Yang Qingjun, what can Chu Bing really do, Yang Qingjun can be wiped out if he doesn't do anything.

Yue Ming stopped, sighed and took over the task.

Qin Xin secretly gave Su Chaoqi a thumbs up, it seems that the next project can be handed over to Yue Ming to write, and she doesn't need to ghostwrite, and Su Chaoqi also helped Chu Bing easily, and changed to a more reliable docking person, no matter how you look at it, it kills two birds with one stone.

Therefore, she didn't mind taking a hand together: "Er Shao will show me after he finishes writing the outline, and I will make some revisions for you." ”

They had just been talking in the hallway, and now that they were done, they finally pushed open the classroom door and walked in, ready to check on the results of these people's learning.

As soon as I entered the classroom, I was greeted by a burnt smell.

"Hiss-" Yue Ming immediately covered his nose and retreated, "This is everyone's hype, right?" Can it be sold if it is fried like this? ”

"It's normal to do it badly the first time," Su Chaoqi didn't force him to come in, Yue Ming just stood at the door and watched, "You may not be able to do better than them, complain about anything." ”

"That's different," Yue Ming said as a matter of course, "and my job is not to sell fried rice." ”

"Just practice more." After Su Chaoqi finished speaking, he walked in front of the first person.

The first person's fried rice is actually not mushy, but the portion is very small, only the size of a fist, and the rice is still loose, and the person with a big mouth is estimated to have eaten it in two bites.

Su Chaoqi picked a little chopsticks and put them in his mouth and tasted them.

It seems that this person is a very timid person, not only does he take little rice, but he also puts little seasoning, only a faint salty taste.

Su Chaoqi glanced at the big iron pot configured for them and smiled: "You fry little by little like this, you can't fry much at a time, and the guests are estimated to be in a hurry when they are waiting in line." ”

The man's face turned red: "I'm afraid I can't handle it if I take too much." ”

"Just practice," Su Chaoqi put the chopsticks back, and then wrote down a "pass" for him, "Have you tasted it yourself?" What do you think it tastes like? ”

The man hesitated and said, "I think it's good?" Do you think it doesn't taste good? ”

"You just think it's good," Su Chaoqi didn't force him, although the taste is light, maybe someone likes such a light taste, "But you can try more, try different salty and light flavors, and see which one you prefer." ”

Sometimes I think it's okay now, but it's just because I haven't tried anything else, and when I make another attempt, there is a comparison.

After Su Chaoqi finished speaking, he walked to the next person.