Transdimensional Marketing

Chapter 9 I don't want you to think

"waste!"

"Properly trash!"

"I can't eat enough! I can't do anything! If you send your second child to a class, you forget to pick it up! What else can you do? Why didn't I forget you back then?"

In the living room of the Chen family, Chen Yu and Chen Yike sat on the sofa obediently, accepting their mother's reprimand, not daring to refute in the slightest.

Chen Erke, who was holding iced black tea, and Chen Sanke, who was holding his finger beside him, both looked very happy.

"It won't happen next time." Chen Yu raised his hand and said.

"Next time? Do you want to have a next time?" Mother Chen said angrily, "If the teacher hadn't called me, you wouldn't even remember the day you got married! How dare I ask you to give it to me?"

"Pfft...hahaha."

Chen Yike, who was standing beside Chen Yu, couldn't help laughing, and then quickly held back. But Mother Chen's firepower had already shifted over.

"Are you still laughing? How can you have the face to smile? It's understandable that your brother has been careless, but you are a girl who is careless? My sister can forget it, so you have the nerve to laugh?!"

"Ha ha."

As the "victim", Chen Erke couldn't help laughing too. As a result, Mother Chen's firepower shifted again!

"I trained them and didn't train you? Are you happy? Your brother didn't come to pick you up. You can stand outside and wait for an hour and a half. The northwest wind is so delicious? Don't know how to call the teacher? I can't remember the number Wait, can’t you remember the three numbers 110? I finally found a restaurant, and I ran away because of you just after washing a plate, can the boss still use me?”

"Cackling..."

This time it was Chen Sanke who laughed out loud, shut up after laughing a few times, took two steps back, and explained clumsily, "I...I'm still young."

"..." Mother Chen stared at Chen Sanke and nodded: "Okay, you are still young, wait until you grow up."

After saying that, Mother Chen picked up her wallet, gave the "Fourth Young Master of the Chen family" a hard look, and turned to leave.

"Mom, where are you going?" Chen Yike shouted worriedly, "Isn't the boss not using you?"

"I'm going to pay the electricity bill!"

"Didn't you hand it in this morning?"

"Forget!" Mother Chen shouted two words, and then closed the anti-theft door forcefully.

Chen Yu: "..."

Chen Yike: "..."

Chen Erke: "..."

Chen Sanke: "..."

After Chen's mother left, the four members of the family looked at each other and dispersed one after another, busy with their own tasks.

One Ke recites vocabulary, Er Ke draws pictures, and San Ke watches Er Ke draw pictures...

And Chen Yu went back to his bedroom, locked the door, pulled out the uranium-235 atomic energy laboratory under the bed, and studied how to deal with this thing.

Although "Transdimensional Promotion" has said that it will not dissipate radiation, it is not afraid of 10,000, just in case. Technology products are never guaranteed.

A company as big as three stars, isn't it still mixing bombs and batteries? Customers on both sides are dissatisfied.

If you sell it, you can't sell it.

It's not easy to send.

Throwing away casually is death.

There is no value for personal use, and it will be troublesome to stay at home sooner or later.

This made Chen Yu feel a little tricky.

Frowning and thinking for a long time, he felt that he was really difficult to deal with, so he took out his mobile phone and contacted his salesman.

【Chen Yu: "Are you there?"】

[Transdimensional Promotion: For you, Mr. Chen, I am always online. 】

【Chen Yu: "Are you a man or a woman? Can you stop being so ambiguous? Goosebumps all over your body."】

【Transdimensional promotion: "Mr. Chen, I am a woman."】

【Chen Yu: "Oh, then tell me, I quite like to hear it."】

[Transdimensional promotion: "... May I ask what you want?"】

【Chen Yu: "I want to ask a question."】

【Transdimensional promotion: "Mr. Chen, please tell me."】

[Chen Yu: "If I can't use the technology products you sent me and it's not convenient to throw them away, can I return them to you?\