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The first thousand one hundred and forty-four chapters blood slave seal (2)(2/2)

Su Nian asked Wengtou to set up a stall to buy it tomorrow, in fact, it was to prepare to package these things.

Such a good work of art cannot be sold naked, right? At least the bracelet can be packaged in plastic, watercolor oil paintings need to be framed, but the sketches are not very good-looking, but they can be processed and made into picture albums.

Moreover, the album contains the students' own signatures or logos, which is very meaningful to collect.

However, the production of plastic bags, cheap batch mounting workshops, and printing shops that make picture albums all require Su Nian to go everywhere.

You can count on the belly, but you can't count too much. After all, the old/city area is an old city area, and many relatively high-end things do not have them.

It seems that the next time is going to be busy!

Seeing the things that were already dressed in front of him, Su Nian not only did not feel troublesome, but was full of energy and was looking forward to the day when they were all handled and put them on the shelves.

But when he turned around, Su Nian almost got stuck by the edge of the bed. He looked around at the rental house full of boxes. He pinched his chin and felt that it was time to change the house.

Looking through the rental information on Liujiu.com and clicking on the area to filter, Su Nian suddenly thought of Su Xiao and chose the neighborhood of Landa by chance.

The requirements are very clear, at least two bedrooms and one living room, and one bedroom is used as a warehouse. The bathroom and kitchen must be included. Su Nian himself knows how to cook and the furniture must be complete.

It's best to be the first floor!

Su Nian didn't plan to carry things and take the elevator to several floors, or climb stairs day by day like now.

After searching for about half a night, Su Nian really found two more suitable ones, one of which was still very close to Su Xiao’s staff dormitory.

After thinking about it, Su Nian left news to the agent on Liujiu.com, and then she couldn't stand it anymore and fell asleep in a drowsy way.

I didn't have to set up my own stall tomorrow morning, and Su Nian didn't set the alarm clock. She slept until dawn before being woken up by the phone ring.

When Su Nian touched the phone and put it in his ear, he heard a soft female voice asking:

"Hello, is it Mr. Su? Are you interested in one of our apartments?"

Students are just a hobby to make small jewelry, and a person's output is limited after all.

If you want to open an online store, you must have a continuous source of goods. Obviously, a student cannot open it. If you gather several students together, you will not be able to sell that much money first, and you will also need to maintain and operate and ensure output.

So it's really not worth doing this in school.

The small shops online are actually made by machines, and they are mass-produced. After all, they are not the norm for large-scale sales of handmade goods.

What's more, undergraduates are on holiday now, and most of them come here are graduate students, so there is no such a lot of free time.

The same thing, only make fine products.

Su Nian looked at the bracelet in her hand and had some plans.

Just as Su Nian was busy serving his business, an old building area southwest of Lancheng was ushering in their final curtain call.

Jinwu personally led the team into the old building area and carefully placed the stones on the first floor of a building that was already slightly tilted.

After walking out of the building, Fatty Jin, wearing a hard hat, waved his hand: "Go!"

Blasters entered the building one after another, and shot into the building according to the plan to install blasting**.

As the workers withdrew like a tide, with the order of Fatty Jin, dozens of crisp explosions sounded in an instant.

The building shook slightly toward the side, and everyone was staring at the building tightly, not daring to let out a moment of excitement.

But after just a little shake, the entire building turned into ruins as if it was finished.

Cheers suddenly rang out.

The power of blasting and collapse brought about a large area of ​​smoke and dust. Fatty Jin stood up on a building in the distance, looking at the dangerous building that had been causing him a headache for more than a month, and he was relieved.

He whispered: "Thanks to invite this mountain-stone back."

In fact, Fatty Jin himself didn't know why he said this. He was actually very complicated and contradictory in his heart.

As an industrialist, although Fatty Jin is a little superstitious about Feng Shui, he is not yet at the level of relying on him for his life.

Of course, he would have some doubts about the effectiveness of the mountain-stone.

But in the midst of doubt, there was still a voice in his heart that it was useful to keep the mountain-stones. This time, only by relying on the mountain-stones can we overcome the difficulties.

Fatty Jin was almost schizophrenic. This sentence blurted out because a suspense in his heart could be let go.

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional.

Fatty Kim just muttered softly, and Andrew and other engineers next to him didn't hear it, only Kim Hwan, who was standing next to him, heard it clearly.

After hearing this, Jin Huan was immediately angry and gritted his teeth, and the hatred for Su Nian became even deeper.

Su Nian didn't know what was going on here, and his business was getting better and better.

He didn't expect that Lanyi's students have many interests and hobbies. They usually like to do some small handicrafts, and even teach themselves to tailor.

"Boss, do you think this is the one?" A tall girl took out a princess-connected skirt from her bag and showed it proudly.

Su Nian was full of black lines: "This classmate, the stalls are really confident in operating the series of industries like cosplay."

The girl seemed not disappointed, and then took out some hairbands or lace decorations from her bag: "What about these?"

“Those are OK.”

"Boss, how do you think of this?" A boy was holding an anime model in his hand: "How much can it be sold for 3D printing, usually playing in the dormitory?"

This is really hard to say.
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