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"I've replied to a message." Duan Feifan said.

"You are so righteous?" Ding Zhe was shocked, "Believe it or not, I'll go up and beat you up."

"Accident," Duan Feifan laughed, "What's going on in the store."

Jiang Kuo turned to look at him.

"It's okay." Duan Feifan said.

"What news?" Jiang Kuo leaned over.

"I'll tell you later." Duan Feifan said softly.

After finishing this, Duan Feifan was punished to buy spicy hot pot to treat him.

"How can you eat malatang again after just after the barbecue?" Jiang Kuo followed him out of bed and went to buy malatang together.

"This is for the grain reserves that are made all night today," said Dong Kun.

Jiang Kuo sighed.

"What are you doing?" Liu Pang looked at him.

"Stroll around and eat food," said Jiang Kuo.

"Do you have reached the la carrot to digest food?" Dong Kun asked with a smile.

"...Hmm." Jiang Kuo didn't know how to answer.

"Do you want to drink?" Duan Feifan asked.

"Yes," said Dong Kun, "If you go there even if you have money, just help me."

"He can get it if he doesn't go," said Liu Pang, "Duan Feifan is riding a bicycle."

"There is no car basket for that car," said Dong Kun.

"Just put it in one go, just put it on the front of the trailer," said Liu Pang.

Dong Kun glanced at him, sighed, and then shouted: "I won't play anymore! You don't care how he takes it! I won't let you go!"

"Fun." Liu Pang said.

Sun Ji was very happy and laughed for a long time: "Pang'er's attitude is still very good."

After leaving the dormitory, Jiang Kuo couldn't help but look back while walking: "Why do I think Dong Kun..."

"It's weird, right?" Duan Feifan said.

"Well," Jiang Kuo turned around and looked at him, "Do you think too?"

"When he went out to play together before, he..." Duan Feifan reached out and put his hand on his shoulder, "But he won't ask more, just pretend to be stupid together."

Jiang Kuo didn't say anything more. Compared to Dong Kun's strangeness, he still cared more about the matter in the store that Duan Feifan just mentioned.

"Did uncle send you a message?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"No," Duan Feifan sighed, "He transferred the money to me."

Jiang Kuo was stunned: "Did you have the money to open an online store? Didn't you tell him not to use it?"

"I said it, he just said it and then made a quick turn. "Duan Feifan turned on his phone and showed him the transfer news. "Originally they planned to give me 20,000 or 30,000, but now they probably are afraid that I will worry, so they transferred 40,000."

"Do you want to turn back?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"It's definitely not possible. That's not creating family conflicts," Duan Feifan smiled, "I won't move this money for now. It would be more appropriate if I had to use the money from the new store to take it out."

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded, "I've calculated it. Online stores won't use much money in the early stages. Registration and opening a store, including design and packaging, can't cost too much. Then there is a lot of promotion costs, but our supply is stable and there is no other cost..."

"Has the trademark been designed?" Duan Feifan asked with a smile.

"Damn," Jiang Kuo sighed, "We might as well design the packaging first..."

Duan Feifan laughed out loud: "Okay."

If it doesn't work, it's definitely not possible.

Jiang Kuo felt that he still had serious deviations in his cognition of his strength. After all, he could even draw a color homework and vomit blood.

Duan Feifan is not in a hurry, so he can ask Sun Ji to try it. If Sun Ji doesn't work, he can also ask his other design classmates to help.

Jiang Kuo didn't want this, he hoped that this thing would be taken out from him, which would be more meaningful.

Even if it's up to him to find someone to design.

Although he does not have classmates like Duan Feifan, he should be more awesome, but he is not familiar with them.

But he has people who are more reliable than his classmates to find.

"How much does the design fee, how to settle it?" Jiang Lelia was eating apples, and the phone was chewing.

"No, it's in vain." Jiang Kuo said.

Jiang Lelai hung up the phone directly.

Jiang Kuo dialed her phone again, and after a few seconds of silence in the receiver, a prompt "The number you dialed is turned off."

He was routinely blocked by Jiang Lelai, and he didn't need to read WeChat, so he must have been synchronously operated.

Jiang Kuo looked at Li Zirui who was sleeping at the desk next to him: "Zirui, lend me your phone to use."

Li Zirui was stunned: "You have no money on your mobile phone?"

Jiang Kuo didn't say anything.

"Impossible?" Li Zirui took out his cell phone and unlocked it and handed it to him.

"I was blocked by my sister," said Jiang Kuo, "I'll make a call."

"Fight," Li Zirui laughed, "You have no dignity to be a brother in front of your sister."

"Go to sleep," Jiang Kuo knocked on the table in front of him, "Go to sleep, ah."

I called Li Zirui's phone and it was indeed connected.

Jiang Lilai answered the phone: "Do you think I don't know if it's you if I call it with a different number?"

"Tell me about the conditions," said Jiang Kuo, "that is fine except money."

"Where did you spend all your money?" Jiang LeLe asked, "I can believe that you lost all the money. Can you work with Duan Feifan? He can also lose all the money?"

"It's not started yet, so you can lose wherever you go, so save as much as you can," said Jiang Kuo. "Besides, there has been no money transactions between us, and we are all bartering."

"Give me the car when I come back during the summer vacation." Jiang Lelai said.

"You open a black store!" Jiang Kuo's voice rose.

"Do you want to promote later? Live streaming and selling goods," said Jiang Lili, "I have resources here and I can pack it for you. I will only have to pay the car twice."

"The car won't work," said Jiang Kuo. "Don't go so far. Just trademarks and packaging. The packaging comes in two sizes, and the two colors distinguish the taste."

"Then I owe it first. I can't imagine that there is anything valuable to you there," Jiang LeLe said, "Send me a document of the specific request."

"Thank you." Jiang Kuoshu breathed.

"What style do you want?" Jiang Lelia said, "Do you want to print the photos of Duan Feifan or his uncle?"

"...Is that right?" Jiang Kuo was shocked, "You kill them."

Jiang LeLe smiled and said, "Okay, I know, wait, it's not that fast. I'm not at home now."

"Where have you gone again?" Jiang Kuo asked, "You just took off your board?"

"The small fishing village by the sea is escaping," said Jiang Lili, "I have twenty hours to sleep a day. Apart from eating and leisure, I only have half an hour of working hours."

"Try to hurry up," said Jiang Kuo, "let my number out."

Jiang Leye hung up the phone.

This was the last weekend before Duan Feifan's birthday. Jiang Kuo hadn't decided what birthday gift to Duan Feifan, and he didn't even see Duan Feifan this weekend.

Duan Ling rested these two days, Duan Feifan and she went out to see the storefront and ran for two days.

Jiang Kuo didn't follow him. The new store had nothing to do with him. It seemed inappropriate for him to follow him. Duan Feifan returned to Niu Sandao in the evening. The family still had to discuss it, and there was no time to meet.

Usually, Jiang Kuo is together in class and after class, but when he is close to him and cannot meet him, the longing that is intertwined with boredom is particularly obvious.

There may even be some discomfort.

He could also understand the relationship between Duan Feifan and his uncle's family. He was as close as a father and son, but above this level of intimacy, he also contained the sense of responsibility of his uncle beyond his biological child and Duan Feifan's gratitude.

In Duan Feifan's life, the old uncle's family and Niu Sandao were almost above everything.

Jiang Kuo felt that this state was wrong, but there was no solution. After all, Duan Feifan's growth over the past decade was difficult and complicated, and it was not something that could be defined by a sentence of right or wrong.

So he was also a little careful. He had only called Duan Feifan twice in the past two days, for fear that if he contacted too much, Duan Feifan would notice his emotions and rushed back to accompany him.

"There are only a few today," Duan Ling sat on the stone chair on the side of the road, pounding his calves. "I don't think it's very good. The only suitable one is the one we saw yesterday, but the rent is too high."

"Ding Zhe said the two on his house were OK. He took some photos," Duan Feifan said, "I will ask him when I go back to school in the evening."

"Yes," Duan Ling sighed, "You are a waste this weekend."
To be continued...