Zhao Dezhu almost lay down on the bed, somewhat reminiscing about this exchange with Sister Long today.

This is almost a little fun for him to relax in addition to all kinds of things he has racked his brains.

It was only then that I thought about it and asked my roommate: "Student Council, what are you going to do?"

A few friends who had completely regarded themselves as driving school instructors were even more confused.

The next morning, Zhao Dezhu simply asked the secretary: "Please inquire about this matter, what is the city's university association forum..."

Feng Xiaoting's first reaction was: "I can stand you, are you going to release your damn charm in colleges and universities in the city?"

Zhao Dezhu immediately put on a self-contained fart look: "Hahaha, I want all the colleges and universities in the city to see how beautiful we are."

Feng Xiaoting despised him: "Are you really planning to use this as a signboard?"

Zhao Dezhu pointed to the students who were killing Matt on the playground as a matter of course: "Otherwise? Compared with those good universities, what can we do? Maybe we can help you find some young, handsome and promising men What about friends?"

Feng Xiaoting gritted her teeth: "Why do I find it weird? I don't know whether to praise you for not treating the girls in the golf class as your harem, or to criticize you for treating girls as half-selling and half-giving away."

Zhao Dezhu's thoughts are also quite strange: "Don't you think that from the old revolutionary films decades ago to the anti-Japanese dramas now, there must be beautiful female spies? In ancient times, there were always beauty tricks, which shows that This trick is never out of date, and we don’t use it to do bad things.”

Feng Xiaoting was convinced: "Yes, yes, no wonder you dragged us to recruit students from the beginning, I really can't stand you."

Zhao Dezhu has this kind of mentality of a middle-aged man: "Young and beautiful are originally an asset, but now we have nothing, it all depends on this."

At this time, Liu Jiangtao waved his hand below, reminding King Jetta that his class was over.

Zhao Dezhu bid farewell to the secretary and went down, and took his friends to the freight company to pick up the things that Boss Luo had shipped.

The main thing is to let Liu Jiangtao and the others practice driving on the road.

This month, they will take the test and get the book. Although the driver's license test is not so strict now, Zhao Dezhu still hopes that they will be more skilled.

Don't hurt yourself or others.

And to teach others.

It turned out that luckily two or three lads were called.

Boss Luo actually packaged and shipped more than ten kinds of professional books for 30 people.

And it's all hardcover.

The weight is very heavy, and the friends hurriedly moved it into the trunk, full of it.

Gao Yuxin's trolley case was squeezed into a corner.

The last few pick-ups were all from HK and Pengzhen.

The freight company has already recognized Zhao Dezhu, and apologized with a good attitude: "Actually, we all deliver door-to-door in the urban area. Your place is really too remote."

It's okay for Zhao Dezhu to wave his hand, all he wanted in his mind was to send a message to thank Boss Xialuo.

Courtesy should be enough.

Others offered him a business opportunity by the way: "There seems to be a freight market near your place. It will be much more convenient if someone joins in and sets up a courier point there."

Zhao Dezhu's memory was instantly awakened.

A series of new economic business models such as express delivery, takeaway, and logistics are extremely popular in future generations.

But... for Zhao Dezhu, he was just thinking about it.

Takeaways need to be built on systems such as mobile phone ordering, and they can’t do it by themselves.

As for express delivery, as a native of eastern Guangdong, he still knows that all the express deliveries in the country are actually made by a group of people in eastern China, and no one can handle them.

Besides, I don't even know how to start, and it seems that doing express delivery is a few cents to earn hard money.

Look down on.

Shaking his head: "No... um, which one of you is interested in doing express delivery?"

He himself has no interest in doing such a tiring job, but when he turned around, he saw a few guys who were happily moving the textbooks.

I really want to free them from the single post of driving school.

The friends must be confused: "What express delivery point?"

Zhao Dezhu can spread knowledge without the introduction of other employees: "We open a store over there, and they unload all the mail near us for us, and then the people around come to pick it up or deliver it to their door. We can still make a little money a month."

Everyone still has no idea: "Send it to your door? How to deliver it? We still have to go to class."

Shit, why don't you want to go to class when you cut class every day to teach driving in the playground.

Zhao Dezhu was a little impatient: "Motorcycles, let me buy you two motorcycles..."

Ding Wei from the real estate class immediately raised his hand: "Then I'll come! Hehehe, I can ride a motorcycle, I like to ride a motorcycle..."

That's right, when it was difficult to recall the starting point of his own business later, this was what Ding Weineng remembered.

In order to have a free motorcycle ride.

Zhao Dezhu, who had just made a million dollars, signed a franchise agreement with them.

In 2003, it was the early stage of the fast-growing express companies crazily scrambling for land.

Because the habit of national express delivery has not been cultivated by online shopping.

Therefore, the franchisee does not need money, and it is enough to pay a symbolic deposit of tens of thousands of yuan to prevent loss of goods.

A car of people went back to the freight market near the school, and rented a small facade with a rolling door, even if it covered the entire area.

Zhao Dezhu handed over the matter to Ding Wei.

Everything is arranged by the manager of the Jiangzhou area, such as making a door sign, installing a phone, printing a business card and so on.

Originally, a courier point was set up at the school gate.

Zhao Dezhu didn't want Lao Long to make his own money, so he cautiously asked Ding Wei to put the express delivery point on the school side in his small courtyard, and it was just an extra two or three hundred meters.

Use waste.

He himself arranged it casually, and there were students practicing cars on the playground waiting to drive the Jetta King.

Zhao Dezhu got out of the car and said, "Wait, wait," and excitedly picked up one of the dozen or so textbooks and put together a whole set.

Then I emptied one of the cardboard boxes, and then I dug out the sets of clothes I had hidden in the trolley box, and prepared to hide them under the books and give them to Sister Long.

It's just that these hardcover books are really heavy, will they leave traces of these relatively high-end fashions?

Zhao Dezhu hesitated a little.

The more high-end the goods, the closer they are to disposable items. It would be embarrassing for rich people to wear the same set of clothes more than once.

Now that the long-term road to self-reliance has not been found, Zhao Dezhu's consumption concept has long been ahead of him.

Whistling happily, Zhao Dezhu, bent over and busy in the trunk, just chose two fake books to cover the surface as soon as he was getting ready.

Suddenly his shoulder was patted, and he turned his head to look, what the hell, there was Boss Xia's BMW 7 Series parked behind him!

The teachers and students of the Pheasant University who were practicing on the playground had long been salivating at the luxury cars and dared not make a sound.

When I didn't know how to drive, all kinds of cars all over the world were similar.

But after driving a Santana with a crumbling bumper, and a small face that keeps turning off, and looking at this million-level luxury car, I really want to know what the difference is.

So the bolder boys dare to get closer and look at the BMW.

But most of the other gazes were full of amazement as the old aunt walked behind the president of the student union.

This is Zhao Dezhu's mother?

Anyway, Zhao Dezhu was taken aback: "Hey, isn't sister Xia on vacation, how do you know me..."

Needless to say, since he turned on the navigator, the entire car has been under the surveillance of the other party.

Boss Xia noticed the MaxMara clothing bag in the carton at a glance, and smiled: "Who is this gift for?"

This is a standard brand for mature women, definitely not suitable for girls in their teens or twenties.

At least these little girls in the urban-rural fringe area with little background can't wear this kind of smell.

Now that you know how to choose this Italian famous brand, it must not be for anyone on campus.

Who deserves it?

Zhao Dezhu sighed in his heart, but smiled on the surface: "You gave me a business order, so I should express my gratitude anyway. You were not at your company that day, and you were sorting it out. I was thinking of sending it to you someday..."

Boss Xia was pleasantly surprised: "Really?"

Zhao Dezhu simply made the happiness index higher: "Except for you, who can wear this kind of temperament, I think this color is the most suitable for you."

At this time, I have already thought about dismantling the second generation. It is okay to spend 10,000 yuan to make a million dollars happy.

I will buy it for Sister Long next time.

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