“Okay, Brother Zhang, where can I print banners?”
“Find it yourself!”
In the evening of the next day, the weather was gloomy, and Ma Liang drove his truck to Linchuan University on time.
The car is still the same one as yesterday, but there are two brand new banners on the carriage, “Luan Tuan”, “Slash”, “Direct delivery from Wanzhong Mall”, arriving on time at eight o’clock every day, red background with white letters, very bright.
As he drove in, he attracted the attention of many college students.
Wanzhong Mall is the largest comprehensive shopping mall in Linchuan, so it is very famous. Many students will go shopping twice on weekends, and even if they don’t buy anything, they will stay in the food court to have a meal.
In this era when online shopping is not yet popular, if you want to buy a mobile phone or a computer, Wanzhong Mall is definitely the first choice.
And seeing that even Wanzhong Mall has cooperated with group buying and delivered goods in such a big way, for students of Linchuan University, this group buying website is undoubtedly more trustworthy.
After arriving at the delivery place, Ma Liang did not dare to smoke anymore. He even opened the carriage with his own hands, took out the goods and handed them to Kong Hui.
“There are more this time than yesterday. Do you need me to help you deliver?”
“No, no, I can do it myself.”
Kong Hui was a little flattered by Ma Liang’s good attitude.
Seeing this, Jiang Qin, who was squatting at Xitian’s door, couldn’t help but pursed his lips: “Actually, I still like Xiao Ma’s unruly look.”
Winter Solstice.
Early in the morning, snowflakes were falling and the chill was deep.
Ren Ziqiang jumped up from the bed, thinking about the dumplings being sold in the cafeteria today, and calling the whole dormitory to eat together.
Jiang Qin had scheduled 208’s dumplings with hot pot for tonight, but he had to eat it during the day, and he felt his stomach was really empty, so he simply went with them.
But the dumplings sold in the cafeteria taste really indescribable.
After one bite, the spicy flavor of the ingredients is very strong, but the meat taste is not noticeable. There is quite a lot of soup in the filling, but the greasiness also affects the texture.
“Bah, even dogs won’t eat it. Isn’t this the quick-frozen kind? Do you still have the nerve to talk about handmade dumplings?”
Cao Guangyu dropped his chopsticks with a look of disgust.
“Brother Cao, if you think it tastes bad, just say it tastes bad. Why do you think dogs won’t even eat it?”
Zhou Chao held half a mouthful of dumplings, feeling that he didn’t want to eat them or throw them away, and his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
“It’s good to eat some. There are so many students in Linda, and the cafeteria aunt has to have unicorn arms to make handmade dumplings for you. But hand-cooked dumplings are still considered handmade. It’s a classic marketing strategy.”