The next day, Fubo Maltose officially settled in the academy.

Shen Lang was very good at using local materials and simply put a few posters on the vacant newsstand. One of the posters was a photo of the vice-principal looking intoxicated while eating maltose.

He wanted to send a message through this photo: I am the person under the vice-principal's protection. Anyone who is blind and wants to cause trouble can come.

Since maltose itself is delicious, one hundred kilograms was sold out in less than one morning.

There are twenty-seven small pieces in a pound of maltose, and each piece sells for one yuan. Excluding the ones given to teachers, one can easily earn more than one thousand yuan.

There are nearly thousands of students at Jinan University, and on average, not one of them can taste a piece.

No, you have to use a limited-edition hunger marketing model.

Earning more than a thousand a day is not a small amount for most people.

But for Brother Lang, he doesn't like it. After all, there are millions of people every minute, and one thousand yuan is just a decimal point in his eyes.

Tomorrow we will promote citrus honey tea, priced at three yuan a cup, and we will try a thousand cups first.

In the afternoon, Shen Lang went back to his hometown and bought a large amount of honey and citrus peels.

In the countryside, almost every household has the habit of drying citrus peels, because citrus peels soaked in honey water are not only good at quenching thirst, but also have the effect of reducing fire and moisturizing the lungs, and are deeply loved by the people.

The next day, as soon as the citrus honey tea was promoted, it was not too popular. Due to purchase restrictions, a large crowd of people surrounded Lang Ge's stall.

At the door of the office on the fifth floor, Shen Lang's class teacher Zhuang Heng stood next to the vice principal Gao Aihua. "From the first moment I met him, I felt that this boy was not simple. Now it seems that I still underestimated him."

Zhuang Heng was Wu Jingxuan's cousin and showed the information in his hand to the vice principal.

After reading Shen Lang's personal information, Gao Aihua laughed at himself. "Lao Zhuang, we used to think that our achievements when we were young were incapable of being broken. Now it seems that we thought too simply. This Shen Lang, if...asxs.

Like us, you think, where will his current achievements be?"

"It's hard to say." Zhuang Heng said he couldn't guess. "This guy has a lot of tricks, but he has a bottom line. He can't find fault in public or private matters. Just wait. If his nature doesn't change, the battlefield of Wall Street will be left to him in the future.

Already."

Gao Aihua agreed with this suggestion, "It's a good idea. But we can't let his path be too smooth. He has to make some stumbling blocks and stumbles so that he can become strong in failure."

After thousands of cups of citrus honey tea were sold out, Shen Lang was exhausted and secretly thought that continuing like this was not an option.

I spent the whole afternoon researching labor-saving solutions and finally came up with a self-service marketing strategy.

At this time, there was no QR code payment function, so he used a meal card instead.

Install a camera on the stall so that students who buy things can consciously take what they buy.

Of course, he didn't worry about who dared to be dishonest or who was dishonest. A poster-sized picture of a person's face was posted at the school gate to serve as a warning to all the students.

The courses at university are no better than those in junior high and high school. Universities are more free and they generally don't care whether you come or not if you take a day off.

Especially for a monster like Shen Lang who has memories of his previous life. When the teacher asked him why he didn't listen to the lecture, he replied that he had read it to himself and kept it in his mind, and he didn't believe in taking the exam.

Just take the test, and then the teacher will never question this guy again.

"Hey, stop." Liu Qingqing finally found Shen Lang. Although she hated this bastard, she still wanted to ask for something no matter how much she hated him.

"Hey who is it?" Shen Lang asked.

Liu Qingqing rolled her eyes at Shen Lang, "How did you become the class monitor? You're not in the classroom all the time. Don't occupy the toilet without shit."

"It's okay if you're not convinced. Don't talk to me. You and I are not on the same level. Go away quickly. If my wife sees it, there might be another misunderstanding." After saying this, Shen Lang immediately realized

If you say the wrong thing, isn't it the same as telling the unruly woman how to deal with herself?

Liu Qingqing's eyes lit up, "Haha, you're done. Give up your position as squad leader, otherwise I'll stick to you every day and it will be weird if your wife doesn't divorce you!"

"How come, do you think that I appointed myself as monitor? Even if I say that I am no longer monitor, will it be useful? Classmate Liu Qingqing, I advise you to be kind. Instead of spending time on how to be monitor, it is better to read more.

People like you with a bad mind should read more to increase their knowledge." After saying that, Brother Lang got into the supercar and said, "Did you see that I am already driving a multi-million supercar, and you are still hanging on?

Try your best to think about how to be a squad leader."

"You...bastard." Liu Qingqing's self-esteem was severely hurt.

Shen Lang continued to attack Liu Qingqing, and it was best not to have any contact with him in the future. "I know what you are thinking. You want to be with a rich man like me and you will have to struggle for tens of thousands of years. Let me tell you, if a dragon matches a dragon and a phoenix, even a dragon

It’s okay to be paired with a phoenix if you suffer a little loss, but you definitely won’t be paired with a chicken that has lost its feathers.”

"Woooooooo..."

Liu Qingqing had been so humiliated before, and she squatted on the ground crying in anger.

"It's useless to cry in front of me. I can tell you clearly that your tears are worthless in front of me. The story of Cinderella can only appear in fairy tales. Besides, you are not Cinderella, you are a shedding chicken.

.”

"Son of a bitch, I'll fight you."

The clay statue was full of fire, not to mention Liu Qingqing, a cunning woman who rushed over and opened her claws to say hello to Shen Lang's face.

"Oh, you really dare to bite your tongue!" Shen Lang's shoulder hurt, and Liu Qingqing bit Shen Lang tightly and wouldn't let go.

"Hmm."

Unfortunately, Ye Yuyan saw this scene.

She stood quietly aside and snorted coldly.

The first time I said it was a misunderstanding, it was reasonable. But if I say it was a misunderstanding this time, it might be difficult to explain.

Women, sometimes their minds are smaller than the tip of a needle, especially when it comes to feelings.

"Honey, help me, take this cunning woman away quickly." Shen Lang also realized the look in his future wife's eyes. If it was anger, it could be explained, but indifference would cause serious problems.

Ye Yuyan turned and left.

Blood flowed down Shen Lang's shoulder, and the depth of the wound proved how much hatred Liu Qingqing felt.

Beat him up, it's obvious that Shen Lang can't do such a thing, he did something evil in his previous life!

Shen Lang had given up treatment and looked at the sky with a melancholy expression.

Let's wait until my future wife calms down a bit before explaining. It's useless to chase her right now and explain.

Everyone warned themselves that Liu Qingqing was poisonous, but they still provoked her with her mean words.

It seems that in the future, you really have to see her within a hundred meters to turn around and leave.

The anger was almost gone, and Liu Qingqing finally let go. She was so angry just now that she didn't think much about it, but now she saw that the dead man's arm was covered in blood, and she was so frightened that she didn't know what to do.

Shen Lang didn't say anything and went to the infirmary to get bandaged after getting off the car.

But Liu Qingqing took matters into her own hands and went to Ye Yuyan for explanation.

To explain at this time, it will undoubtedly become darker and darker.

Suddenly a text message was received on his phone. Shen Lang opened it and saw that it was from his future wife.
Chapter completed!