Chapter 329： Food in Canteen No. 8

Chapter 329 Food in Canteen No. 8

Soon, a thin, tall, middle-aged man walked out of the store, dressed in casual sportswear, looking very casual.

The boss came over and said, "Hello sir, may I ask you to print a hundred posters?"

Ye Qiu nodded: "Yes."

Fan Bing looked at Ye Qiu, a camouflage uniform seemed to have been worn for a long time, and some areas were even washed white, but this young complexion was very good and very energetic.

Especially those eyes are piercing, as if there is light, not like the kind of people who have been struggling in the bottom of life for many years.

Thinking of this, Fan Bing said politely: "Okay, what kind of posters do you want, do you have a sample?"

Ye Qiu replied, "No."

Fan Bing frowned, but quickly said, "Look, sir, we designed a poster for you in our store, or wait for you to design it yourself."

Ye Qiu thought for a while and said, "How much do you design?"

Fan Bing moved in his heart and quickly said: "We generally have three grades of design, one grade is 50 yuan per piece, the template is obtained from the Internet, and the second grade is 500 yuan per piece. The design style is better than the first. This grade is definitely much better. It’s made by a designer. The third grade is one thousand yuan. The designer should be completely original."

Ye Qiu nodded after listening.

This price is similar to the market price.

The dozens of dollars must be copied from the Internet, and it is very popular and rural, and the designer may not be able to see it.

The average point is four or five hundred, which can attract a little bit of people.

Completely original ones are more expensive, and the charge for one thousand is considered less. It is a pity that domestic intellectual property protection is not in place. Many people copy the Internet directly, and few people are willing to spend thousands of dollars to invite people to create original works.

Huang Liming was taken aback when he heard the price: "Boss Fan, are you sure you didn't report an error? The price is too high, right? You don't think my elder brother is rich and want to slaughter people?"

Fan Bing glanced at Huang Liming, his face darkened, and anxiously said: "You **** opened a printing shop in the school to steal my business. Do you still want to mess with my business now?"

Huang Liming disdainfully said: "Who told you to print so expensive here, it costs 40 cents, and only a dime on my side!"

Fan Bing's cheek was flushed, but he didn't speak anymore.

Ye Qiu said, "Boss, I'll give you two thousand. You can help me find a good designer to design. The poster must be eye-catching and original."

Fan Bing was overjoyed when he heard this: "No problem, wrap it on me."

"How long can I see the sample?"

"About 2 hours, but you have to make a deposit first."

"How many?"

"three hundred."

"Row."

Ye Qiu nodded, took out three hundred to Fan Bing, and then told him about his request.

Fan Bing saw that Ye Qiu was so refreshing and not sloppy, so he immediately contacted the designer, turned on the computer and logged in to QQ, and then contacted a person named "Midnight Xiaolanghua".

Fan Bingbing: Xiao Langhua, are you there?

Midnight Xiaolanghua: Yes, Mr. Fan.

Fan Bingbing: I have work to do. Design a poster. The price is one thousand and eight. Would you like to take it?

He wasn't too black-hearted, and only left himself an intermediary fee of 200 yuan.

Midnight Xiao Langhua: I can't afford to eat anymore (/excited), Boss Fan send the request.

Fan Bing sent Ye Qiu’s request over, received an OK gesture, and ran back, and said to Ye Qiu and Huang Liming, “Well, although this designer is not very famous, he is quite capable. It will definitely satisfy you."

"That's fine, I'll come back in two hours."

Ye Qiu took Huang Liming and left the print shop.

Huang Liming immediately yelled out of the store: "Big brother, you are too wasteful. A poster design cost two thousand yuan, you might as well give it to me, I can help you design 200. Here comes the poster!"

Huang Liming's heart was dripping blood. Two thousand yuan was his two-month living expenses.

It's great to have so much money for him.

Ye Qiu gave him a funny look: "Do you know how to use PS?"

Huang Liming shook his head: "I'm from the School of Architecture and Engineering. It's okay if you let me draw drawings, but PS won't."

Ye Qiu said with an aura: "Then you said you want to draw 200 pictures for me?"

Huang Liming smiled and scratched his head and said, "Although I don't know how, but the only five girls in our class, they will."

Ye Qiu curiously asked, "Aren't you all from Jiangong? Why do girls have to learn PS alone?"

Huang Liming smiled and said, "Brother, you don't understand this. Our domestic PS technique is called the four major sorceries in Asia along with **** change, make-up, and cosmetic surgery. Let alone our class, the girls in other classes are all self-taught!"

The sweat in Ye Qiu's heart decided not to talk about this topic. He checked that it was almost 5 o'clock and said, "Go, I invite you to dinner."

Huang Liming immediately howled happily: "Big Brother, you are so kind. At the end of the month, I don't have any money in my card."

Ye Qiu grinned.

When he was a soldier, when he was in the army, he naturally didn't have to worry about eating. When living in the wild, there are edible things everywhere except the desert, and naturally you will not be hungry.

But he did understand Huang Liming's mood.

One of his comrades-in-arms came to join the army after taking a break from university, and he talked to them a lot about university in the army. Later, his comrade-in-arms retired a year earlier than him.

It's not that Ye Qiu didn't want to see them, he was always hesitating in his heart whether it would disturb their normal life.

Huang Liming went on to say excitedly: "What shall we eat? Go for a small stir-fry or a barbecue?"

Ye Qiu returned to his senses and calmly said, "Go to the cafeteria."

"what?"

Huang Liming was dumbfounded, and hurriedly said, "Brother, the school cafeteria is so unpalatable, it's better to have a little stir-fry outside."

Ye Qiu glanced at him: "Let's go, do you go? If you don't go, I will go by myself."

Huang Liming suddenly collapsed and said pitifully, "Go, as long as you invite me to eat, I will go."

Ye Qiu shook his head, really convinced him, and then stepped forward and said, "Go."

Huang Liming hurriedly followed.

Two people came to the No. 8 canteen. There were quite a lot of people in this canteen, and many people came to give small gifts to dinner.

Ye Qiu glanced at it, and the number of people almost surpassed when the number of people in Canteen No. 7 was the highest.

Ye Qiu sat down and said, "Go buy food."

Huang Liming looked at Ye Qiu blankly: "Big Brother, where's the money."

Ye Qiu was speechless, took out a crumpled one hundred from his pocket and gave it to Huang Liming.

Huang Liming went to cook a meal without saying anything.

Ye Qiu looked around in the cafeteria, and frowned when he saw the current situation of cafeteria No. 8. It seemed that Su Dazhi had indeed put a lot of effort into it.