Bei Mingtian's eyelids twitched. In front of Gu Qiqi, he was so devoid of his senior brother's dignity.

Little Tiantian, Little Tiantian.

He is not small at all, okay?!

He held his breath, was not good at speaking, and now he was even cold-faced and stopped talking.

Qiu Wei smiled and said, and shook his eyebrows at Gu Qiqi: "Master, what is the exam? Senior brother is going to rush home to get married, the bride can't wait..."

Bride?

Gu Qiqi was very surprised.

Bei Mingtian is so cold, whose daughter is so unlucky to marry him?

She chuckled and teased: "Senior Brother Xiao Tiantian, you are no more than two years older than us, so you are getting married now? Is the bride as beautiful as a flower? Are you afraid that you will have too many dreams at night and can't wait to get married?"

Bei Mingtian's face turned blue, and he put two words in his mouth: "No!"

no?

What is this answer?

Does it mean that the bride is not beautiful? Or does he not want to marry him?

Watching Bei Mingtian's back fade away, Gu Qiqi couldn't help but sing: "Senior Brother Xiao Tiantian, remember to come back to bring wedding candy..."

Bei Mingtian's figure was obviously staggering: "..."

Can you stop giving him a final shot?

Especially, Gu Qiqi, the person who finished the fight was even more complicated and unspeakable.

——He doesn’t want to get married!

Gu Qiqi didn't take Bei Mingtian's marriage particularly seriously.

Because soon, she would have something to worry about.

After a few days of rapid growth, the color dots slowed down.

Because everything was as expected, Bai Lang's propaganda offensive was done well, but unfortunately, his productivity could not keep up.

Making a beauty mask is not that easy.

The preparation and production of medicinal materials require time and quality must be guaranteed 100%. Therefore, the sampling inspection is particularly strict.

The pharmaceutical factory signed by Bai Lang is also doing pharmaceutical cosmetics for the first time. He never thought that Mr. Ye’s mask would be so popular.

Only 10,000 pieces were produced in the first batch.

I thought it would take at least one month to sell it.

result.

In one day, grab all the money.

The pharmaceutical factory was stunned and added 10 production lines, working day and night, with shipments of tens of thousands or tens of thousands almost every day.

Unfortunately, it still cannot meet the market demand.

Bai Lang jumped his feet quickly, and the sales effect brought by the advertisement was quite amazing, with sales volumes of at least tens of millions.

Unfortunately, the production capacity is limited, and you can sell up to tens of thousands of dollars a day...

This gap is a thousand times.

There are so many customers who can’t buy a mask and cannot truly experience the power of a mask. The interest in the mask will naturally not last long.

Once the customer's interest changes, the popularity of emotional fluctuations will decrease.

As a result, the color dots grow slowly.

But Gu Qiqi is a critical moment when she needs a lot of color points to hit the blue level.

Every day, the little dirty turtle sighed and counted the coloring points: "Yeah... 10 million will come again, 10 million will be enough..."

Gu Qiqi: "..."

Once, it was difficult to reach the sky if the color point rose by 1,000.

Now this guy has spoken 10 million!

The little dirty turtle sighed, blinking his little eyes, and hummed carefully and pretended to be inadvertent: "A hundred million is not too much, but less is not much, um... If the Lord is here, you can have an intimate contact soon..."

Gu Qiqi listened and couldn't help but flashed in her mind. How many times would she have to have close contact with Gong Jue to make up 10 million...

It seems...100 times?

If it's 10 times a day, then it's ten days?

Cough cough cough!

Damn, how could she be so unconventional?
Chapter completed!