Chapter 165 Finding a way~Ask for a monthly ticket~
Looking at the back of little Fubao running in front of Ji Xiaoheng.
Ji Yucheng nudged Sang Mizhou with his elbow again: "Xiaozhou, do you really not want to think about it? My Duo Le likes your little Fubao very much at the first sight. Duo Le rarely gets close to others, so
Even his mother and I rarely get close to him. I believe that if he falls in love with someone, it will be for life."
Sang Mizhou glanced at him coldly, the curse words stuck in his throat.
You can't hide the look in someone's eyes that wants to kill you.
[Hahahaha! Mr. Ji, you haven’t given up yet. You are really fighting for your little daughter-in-law. Didn’t you see that Sang Mizhou’s face turned dark? 】
[I feel like Mr. Ji will be beaten if he keeps saying this. But strangely enough, Mr. Ji’s status can be said to belong to a wealthy family, and he is also a self-made wealthy family. He will definitely not look down on people from humble backgrounds. Moreover, Ji
He always seems to like little Fubao, but why does Sang Mizhou seem to look down on their family?】
[It’s not so much that he looks down on him, but rather that Sang Mizhou is hostile to all men or boys who covet the baby, hahahaha! The baby will never be able to get married in this life!]
[How old are you? This must be a joke among adults. How can such a young child know what love is? 】
As the morning passed, except for the nurse sister who bought a lot at the beginning, the rest of the purchases were made by scattered people. In the morning alone, they did not sell all the items they decided to sell.
If this continues, I may not be able to complete the task today.
The sun is shining brightly at noon.
Ji Yucheng looked back and glanced at the two little babies sitting on the steps chatting incessantly.
He turned back to Sang Mizhou and said, "You can take them two to dinner first."
Sang Mizhou leaned lazily on the chair, raised his eyelids and looked at him: "What about you?"
Ji Yucheng: "I'll take a walk around here and I'll be back soon."
Sang Mizhou nodded, stood up, and left with his two little cubs.
After they left, Ji Yucheng stored the unsold fruits in a nearby store.
[Where are you going, Mr. Ji? You’ve been busy all morning, why haven’t you gone to eat yet?]
[Mr. Ji is the one who has really endured hardship. He probably wants to find a way to sell these fruits in the afternoon. 】
[Mr. Ji is really serious, but he has to eat. People are as good as iron rice. If you don’t eat one meal, you will get hungry. 】
The audience in the live broadcast room guessed correctly.
Ji Yucheng just wanted to take a look around here to see if there was any way to sell these fruits as quickly as possible.
The fastest way is definitely to supply it to various stores.
But stores like these must have fixed suppliers to supply fruits. It should be more difficult for them to buy fruits directly.
Then can the fruit pickles they make be sold in other stores? If they are sold through multiple channels, they should be sold faster.
Ji Yucheng turned his head and looked at his photography brother who was following him, and asked: "The program team has regulations. Do we have to set up a stall to sell fruits?"
Ji Yucheng didn't tell him how he wanted to sell it, he just asked insinuatingly.
The photographer was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "No, as long as we sell all the fruits and reach the lowest price after they are sold out, the task will be completed."