After a week passed quickly, He Yuzhu's takeaway career achieved unprecedented...failure.

After working for three days, he didn't go to deliver food. He achieved unprecedented success through the plan to build his own customer channels through delivery food.

His current mobile phone now has a sound of Didi from time to time. Either they apply to add WeChat, or some customers who have added WeChat directly placed an order with him on WeChat.

At the beginning, they couldn't believe in the QR code, and they still placed an order after eating, and they made notes in the message that they must be accompanied by the last side dishes.

You can eat less and you can tolerate less food, but you must give more side dishes for dried radish and sour radish.

The store owner was very happy at first, but found that the turnover in the past three days has risen sharply. Even looking at the tigress at home, I felt that my eyes were clear and I felt that I was doing it again.

They happily packed the food and added carefully prepared side dishes to let the takeaway riders deliver it again.

But He Yuzhu had only one person, and he could not receive so many orders at all, and most of them were picked up by other delivery guys. They did not have He Yuzhu's side dishes, but just sent the shop owner's place.

This time, what was waiting for the store owner was no longer a comment of praise, but a yelling of the "prodigal businessman". There was a meaning of "I have my mouth opened, so you can eat this for me."

The overwhelming negative reviews almost made everyone confused. After browsing one by one, I found that all the customers’ messages said that they used inferior products as good ones, and the side dishes they served were not as delicious as last time, and even were extremely unpalatable.

The shop owners felt wronged. The dog god was wronged. I didn’t serve you side dishes before. Why do I say my food is not delicious?

Isn't this lies with your eyes open?

No matter how much you scold, you still have to eat side dishes.

After a while, customers who couldn't eat spicy and sour radish could not forget the taste. Someone carefully took his friend's phone and added He Yuzhu's WeChat, and then asked him to buy side dishes.

So He Yuzhu, who had only been to take out for three days, was laid off gloriously and went to start a business, giving his own dried radishes and sour radishes every day.

A bottle of small Laoganma chili sauce is as big as 100 yuan per bottle, but there is no bottle yet.

As soon as He Yuzhu's price came out, many people called him a profiteer, and he said he liked to buy or not. Anyway, I can't win alone. If you don't buy it, I will sell it to others.

Those people placed an order cursed and ate and opened it after receiving the goods, which showed that it was really delicious.

In just four days, He Yuzhu sold more than 3,000 cans, with an income of nearly 400,000 yuan, which is more golden than gold collar and Andy than Andy.

Then looking at the astronomical figures on WeChat, He Yuzhu said that he didn't want to sell it anymore. He earned too little by only one hundred yuan per can. The grain was cheap and the farmers were hurt. A broken heart could no longer make such delicious and sour radish.

"Okay, you need 100 cans, and send the money first.

What, how much quantity is discounted?

What is this fallacy? It’s popular now that the accumulated incremental charges are good!

Wait, I will send it to you when I’m done, right? Ultron Culture, right? No problem, it will definitely be delivered before twelve o’clock noon.”

He Yuzhu began to make his last order quickly.

Originally, he didn't want to continue selling things like this. Such large and frequent transfers on WeChat would definitely not escape supervision. Maybe he would be arrested as "escape from water and leaks" or illegal aircraft, and he would still have to open a small shop to go through normal channels.

Originally, he wanted to borrow some channels to deliver food, but he didn't think about taking advantage of it. This is his bottom line.

It’s just that a one-time 100 cans is rare after all, and he can earn 10,000 yuan. He decided to set up his bottom line later.

"When it comes to this Ultron culture, why is it a bit familiar? Where have you heard of it?"

He Yuzhu thought for a long time but had no impression. After he finished the things, he started running out with the things.

It was during lunch that Ultron's people didn't bother the second master and asked him to help bring some takeout, but he couldn't refuse. Anyway, the takeout they ordered were all from the same small shop, so it was nothing to pick it up by the way.

...

"Guan Guan, this document will be used at a meeting tomorrow. You can organize it."

"Guan Guan, it's not that my sister said that you have a low education and you are not a graduate of a prestigious university. If you want to stay with us, you must learn to work more quickly.

Look at your record of yesterday's cross-border meeting, but it has not been sorted out yet. What did you do last night?"

"Where is the water, team leader, why is there no water? Guan Guan, change a bucket of water quickly, my sister is thirsty."

Guan Juer felt that he was a gyro, and his colleagues around him were whips. He whipped himself from time to time, and he was turning faster and faster, and he was almost fainting.

After finally waiting for her to breathe, she found that she was the only one left in the office area, and the others were hiding in the living area for dinner.

"Oh, it's 1:00 pm so soon, and I don't have time to eat."

Guan Juer listened enviously to the seniors who had already become regular not far away and were talking loudly about the recent takeaway.

"Guan Guan, let's go together. Sister Wang said she ordered a good snack, which was very appetizing."

"Yes, Guan Guan, don't be so wronged."

At this time, three people came from the next area to invite Guan Juer to have dinner at the living area, and Guan Juer timidly refused.

"No, I'll go out to eat, it will be delivered soon. You guys."

Guan Juer held the document and lowered his head and ran away.

"Looking at her like that, I definitely don't dare to go to the living area."

"Haha, Guan Juer is not from a prestigious school and cannot squeeze into our circle. What did you do in the past? Is it humiliating yourself?"

"Sometimes I really don't deserve it for her. Even though I know that the hope of becoming a regular person is equivalent to not, why are you doing so vigorously? Yang Bailao?"

The conversation between the three interns was a sense of superiority, and fell into Guan Juer's ears who was about to run back to get a copy of the information. The girl stopped immediately, leaned against the wall and stared blankly, without even the courage to rush out to quarrel with them.

Her stomach was still whispering, listening to the excitement over there and being alone in her deserted state, suddenly, she wanted to cry a little.

She doesn't want to stay in the Demon City, so she goes to the top 500 in the world, and this lady doesn't want to serve her anymore. She wants to shout at the interns of the same period:

What do you think of? You just have a diploma from a prestigious university? What else do you have besides this? What I do every day is that the total amount of the three of you combined is more!

She also wants to confront those seniors who rely on their seniority and instruct me in everything. I am an intern, not a slave, I just need to complete my own work. You are not qualified to ask me to do anything.

She also wants to say...

After venting, she dared not say anything.

"Guan Juer, you will definitely be able to become a regular person and stay. Come on!"

The girl stretched out her right arm, clenched her fist and waved it, made a gesture of cheering, and ran downstairs full of energy.

There is not much time left, so she has to hurry up and have a lot of information to sort out in the afternoon.
Chapter completed!