Yang Zhiming also shook his head and said with a wry smile:

"The fourth brother, everyone here is his own people, you don't have to hide it anymore. The relative you are talking about is yourself..."

This conversation was so familiar. Chu Hao was choked and said helplessly:

"Well, I didn't lie to you. I really have relatives. As for people taking me to make money, it's because they watched me grow up. The relationship between us is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea..."

Yang Zhiming waved his hand and interrupted Chu Hao's words:

"Okay, I have no need to say anything more. When it comes to this, you can just master the degree yourself. We are all classmates for your study..."

After a pause, he showed a gentle smile and said with his glasses:

"Same, they are all men. You may not be able to see anything with your dark circles and face. In front of me, the old world, don't install it. When I turn on the bulldozer, where will your life be playing with mud..."

Chu Hao: "..."

After all, Master Chu, the god of the chariot who often gave tofu for two and a half years, was racing with the emperor Yang, and was bent by the ditch that he took the lead and showed off his face...

Jiang is still so hot, he has to sigh that this is the tempering brought by time. Others are always barren and guessing from beginning to end, and maybe they are more of jokes between the silly roommates.

Only when Yang Zhiming saw through the truth at a glance, he kept giving himself face to the previous words. Seeing that he did not repent and tried to make up for it, he pointed it out lightly.

Chu Hao was embarrassed. Zhao Yong and Chen Weichao stared at Chu Hao's face seriously for a while, and suddenly his face changed drastically and he was furious.

Without saying a word, the two of them were about to hit a big tree with Chu Hao.

Generally speaking, if you want to perfectly complete the collision of a big tree, at least three to five people are required. The two of them obviously cannot control the Chu, who refuses to obey, and several attempts are unsuccessful.

Wanting to greet Wang Xu, this kid sat dejectedly on the bed, savoring what Yang Zhiming said just now.

Isn’t the fourth brother just because his eyes are much darker than others and his face is much whiter than others? Is there any deeper meaning in this? It’s not taught in the book.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xu covered his head in pain. He was very scared. If he continued like this, he would be isolated because he could not integrate into the dormitory...

Wang Xu couldn't shout, and Sun Jianping's grandson felt even more shocked. He gave Chu Hao a thumbs up with excitement on his face, as if Chu Hao had done something amazing.

As for the elder brother Yang Zhiming, he never participated in the internal criticism of the dormitory. After a long time of struggle, Chu Hao fled from Zhao Yong and Chen Weichao's strong man.

The few people were gasping for breath, and Chu Hao was convinced. The two silly slept in the middle of the night without reading books and greeted him.

Maybe it was because I entered the dreamland where they had always dreamed of but had not been able to do it for a long time. This made me red my eyes and angry with jealousy...

The buns in the paper bag were almost cold, and Chu Hao distributed them to everyone one by one. As soon as the meat buns were released, the plastic brotherhood returned to normal. Chen Weichao and Zhao Yong smiled and ate the buns.

Chu Hao smiled. Whether in the 1980s or later generations, the relationships in university dormitories are often that simple.

The silly roommates will climb the first place because someone takes the lead, and all the staff will hit the big tree because someone brings food back, and all the staff will smile.

Except for a few cases, brothers in college are good friends for life. This pure relationship without any fame and fortune seems even more precious after entering society.

Especially college students in the 1980s, a buddy in the dormitory, they all ate and slept together.

We study hard, encourage each other and carry the dream of building a great motherland after graduation.

The passionate hearts always collide with each other from time to time, and many classmates will go abroad to study together. This profound friendship will often last for a lifetime.

As for Chu Hao's silly helping in his relative's cleaning factory just now, it's usually nonsense, and half of it was something that had been thought about for a long time before.

The shampoos, shower gel and other toiletries in the 1980s were still in a relatively primitive stage, whether in the production process or market share.

During this period, except for some big cities who knew this, people in most areas had never heard of it. Soap is very common. It is made by state-owned factories and goes deep into thousands of households.

The first-line cleaning brands such as Piaorou, Haifeisi, Lis, and Shufujia, which are well-known in later generations are basically foreign brands.

After pouring into the domestic market, the local cleansing brand was defeated and acquired shares through various means such as price wars, and finally established a unified camp and formed a barrier. It has been firmly controlling the domestic cleansing industry for decades.

The huge profits in this are hard for ordinary people to imagine. They rely entirely on chemically prepared shampoo and shower gel, coupled with local cheap raw materials procurement, labor-intensive labor costs, and after large-scale mass production, the cost will be reduced to an extremely low level.

Compared with Siemens' initial profits of 100% or 100%, the washing and cleaning industry will make far more profits than most industries even after decades.

Especially for some giant star brands, a bottle of shampoo that costs less than a few yuan can be sold for hundreds of yuan, not to mention the 1980s when it was in a wild growth period.

There are already many small cleaning workshop companies in Shenzhen. They shipped the recipes they got from somewhere, and were still in short supply.

The cost is terrible, the profit is so high that it makes people feel numb. Too many people are among the myths of getting rich overnight in Shenzhen, many of which are bigwigs in the cleaning industry.

This crazy craze continued until the late 1990s. Foreign capital entered the market and reshuffled the domestic cleaning companies that did not pay attention to brand marketing. The world was declining and gradually fell into pieces by foreign capital.

The broad market for cleaning products and huge development prospects are naturally within Chu Hao's consideration.

He was too busy before, and he was busy with the mistakes of Su Ji, Shen Ji, and Iwasaki Ji. He was exhausted all day long.

He also made plans to revitalize Textile Factory No. 2, and was busy with Siemens. He also had to attend classes in high-intensity universities.

He is just a person, and no matter how many ideas there are in his mind, he will never be able to realize his clones. With these sculpted roommates, Chu Hao feels that he can take them off.

If trusting someone requires you to know the person in a good way, then the friendship that has been in the past few decades is enough to let Chu Hao understand each of them.

Chen Weichao is slippery and does not follow the rules of doing things. He made a fortune abroad in his previous life. Later, he returned to Guancheng and opened a bathing street.

This kid is very clear about playing, always dealing with people with a smile on his face, and is good at solving problems with his mouth.

In his previous life, Chu Hao returned to Wancheng on a business trip, no matter how busy Chen Weichao was, he would take time to come. The two brothers washed their feet and steamed sauna together, and occasionally talked about their thoughts.

Chen Weichao always gave Chu Hao a few stunning sluts at the end, and some foreigners said that Mr. Chen would pay for the whole audience tonight...
Chapter completed!