Reborn 1980, the wicked girl of the lame rough man

Xing Hai directly ran to the yard with the radio: "Dad, Mom. Dad, Mom, Shifeng Winery is broadcasting on the radio.

There are many people on the farm who are as excited as him.

Except for Qiu Manjiang.

He stared at the radio with a sullen expression, as if his eyes could burn a hole through the radio.

This Chen Jingshu's tricks are really endless, and there is a sense of foreboding.

Qiu Manjiang only felt the coolness all over his body.

Qiu Manjiang's wife, Wang Shuangshuang, didn't notice anything wrong with her husband. She listened to the broadcast on the radio and sighed to herself:

"I really didn't expect that Chen Jingshu would have such courage and be able to persuade the radio station to advertise. Now Shifeng Winery should be booming. The wine advertised on the radio station is different. It sounds better than ordinary wine. Much more upscale."

"You know a fart." Qiu Manjiang said heavily.

"Why did you lose your temper at me? If your own people had been stronger back then, they would have been half as capable as Chen Jingshu, and the winery would not have been acquired."

Wang Shuangshuang was not used to him, she was at her limit to accompany Qiu Manjiang to the farm to suffer.

When Wang Wanhua heard that her winery was actually broadcasting on the radio, her excitement was beyond words.

"It's, it's actually an ad for our winery, wow, that's great."

"Calm down, calm down. We still have work to do!" Chen Jingshu urged quickly.

"I'm not calm anymore, just let me have a drink, a small one, don't worry if you won't get drunk." Wang Wanhua stretched out a finger with a pitiful expression.

Chen Jingshu said that she didn't look at it: "One cup is one cup, don't be greedy. Watch the phone carefully, in case the call comes later."

"I know, I will never delay the business, I drink the lowest alcohol."

Seeing Wang Wanhua's coquettish and naive look, Chen Jingshu didn't bother her much, just shook her head and went to the bathroom.

The low alcohol level is only ten degrees, and Wang Wanhua will not get drunk with her usual drinking capacity.

But when Chen Jingshu came back and saw Wang Wanhua, who was blushing, smirking at her over there, she felt bad.

"Our wine will definitely sell well, right? It will. Let's celebrate first." Wang Wanhua walked towards Chen Jingshu with the wine bottle shaking.

Chen Jingshu stepped forward and took the wine from her hand.

I want to blame, but thinking of the pressure Wang Wanhua has been under recently, I can't say anything about it.

She was the one who called Wang Wanhua, but she didn't give her a sense of security.

During this period of time, Wang Wanhua's mental pressure was enormous, and it was indeed time for her to relax, but the timing was wrong.

"Yes, our wine will definitely sell well." Chen Jingshu helped the drunk Wang Wanhua to lie down on the sofa in the office.

It's just that the advertisement went out, but Chen Jingshu waited and waited, but did not wait for the customer's call.

Logically speaking, there will always be some reaction. It is impossible to spend so much money, but there is no reaction at all.

She glanced at the wall clock on the wall. At this time, Wang Wanhua had passed out on the chair, muttering: "We will definitely succeed."

Hey, is it that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment?
Does the advertising effect of later generations completely fail when it comes to her?
Chen Jingshu found a blanket to cover Wang Wanhua, while she stood by the phone.

Time passed by, and the radio station had repeated the advertisement of bayberry wine several times.

But her mood was not at all as relaxed and comfortable as the men and women on the radio, but extremely nervous.

At this time, Chen Jingshu heard footsteps coming from the door.

Who is this time?She looked up at the person coming.