With the flyer issue settled, the next crucial step was distributing the flyers.
The restaurant owner readily agreed, "You don't need to worry about these flyers, young man. Leave it to the three of us."
"That's right, you should focus on organizing the event."
The proprietress, slightly tipsy from a few drinks, said, "If the three of us can't even handle something this simple, we're ashamed to participate in the event."
"Alright, thank you for your hard work, you three."
Yu Mobai said with a grin, "I also need a few thousand flyers to distribute at the school. Sister Wang relies on them for her livelihood."
"terrific."
The proprietress smiled and pulled Yu Mobai into her arms, giving him a good rub. "I really envy the Yu family for having such a good son like you! I wish you were my son."
"You can only be envious."
Old Li also smiled and praised, "Even if we envy you, we can't have such a good son. If we had known you had such talent, our three families would have invited you out of the mountains long ago."
Yu Mobai smiled, a bottle of beer was very refreshing, "Then we should prepare more for the time being, and it would be best to hang up a banner."
"Don't worry about that. The most important thing is to distribute the flyers as soon as possible!"
The group exchanged smiles, all seeing excitement in each other's eyes.
It's easy to imagine that once the flyers are distributed, the customer flow will be incredibly high.
...
After lunch, Yu Mobai rode his bicycle back to school in a leisurely manner.
Distributing flyers at the school gate may not require the school's permission.
However, with the school's help, the effect might be better, and it's even possible to distribute the flyers directly into the school.
Yu Mobai arrived at the school gate and offered a cigarette to the security guard. "Brother, I'm a senior high school student. I left something at school and would like to go in and look for it."
"Oh, it's you. I recognize you."
The security guard opened the door with a smile, "You've even been on TV, kid."
Yu Mobai grinned. "Look, the effect of being on TV is already evident."
He went straight to the second floor and found the moral education teacher.
"Knock knock knock".
Yu Mobai knocked on the door, and a voice inside invited him to come in.
"Is that you, kid?"
Pushing open the door, the moral education teacher was drinking tea. Upon seeing Yu Mobai, he nearly spat out his tea and quickly shut down his computer. "What brings you here?"
I miss you.
Yu Mobai sat down with a grin. "Director, how's the school's enthusiasm for final exam review lately? Should I give it a push?"
The moral education teacher smiled and said, "Being on TV really makes a difference; even your tone of voice changes."
"How could I dare? I'm only doing this because the director is doing a great job."
Yu Mobai pulled a black plastic bag from his pocket. "This is a brand new item that just arrived at my house. I guarantee you'll never get to draw it normally."
The moral education teacher knew what was inside just by looking at the shape. He quickly looked around and said, "This won't do!"
"Students never come empty-handed when they visit their teachers."
Yu Mobai chuckled and said, "Besides, I'm not a student at this school anymore. What's wrong with giving you a pack of cigarettes?"
The moral education teacher thought about it and agreed. He gently pried open the plastic bag with his fingers and took a look. "What kind of cigarettes are these? I've never seen them before."
"Absolutely awesome."
Yu Mobai smiled and put the cigarettes into the cabinet.
"Did you come to see me about something?"
The moral education teacher could also tell that the kid's smile hadn't faded since he walked in; he definitely wasn't up to any good.
"It's not a big deal."
Yu Mobai pulled out a flyer, addressing him as "Director" repeatedly, "Director, please take a look at this first."
The moral education teacher didn't pay much attention at first, just glanced at it casually.
But this one glance was shocking—the title looked so similar to some of the websites he had just browsed!
He immediately sat up straight and looked at it carefully.
Once I started reading, I kept reading it from beginning to end, and even flipped it over to continue reading until I finished.
Then she gasped, staring at Yu Mobai in disbelief, "The unfilial son mentioned here, that's you, isn't it?"
"It is indeed I."
His photo was on the flyer; you could spot him at a glance.
"This flyer of yours is absolutely the most amazing flyer I've ever seen."
The moral education teacher couldn't help but exclaim, "What on earth is going on in your head, kid?"
"Hehe, Director, I'd like to ask, has the date for the final exams for first and second-year high school students been set?"
Yu Mobai asked with a smile.
"It's settled, from July 4th to July 6th."
"Has the date for the parent-teacher conference upon returning to school been set?"
"Yes, the results will be released and the parent-teacher conference will be on July 8th. That's also the day you seniors estimate your scores. What's wrong?"
The moral education teacher glanced at the schedule. "You want the school to distribute these flyers?"
"No need for that."
Yu Mobai smiled and shook his head.
The event time was not specified on the previous flyer, so we had to check with the school's schedule. Now that we know the date, we can finalize it.
He had indeed considered distributing the flyers directly to each class's desk.
But after further consideration, it seems that this might be overshadowing the main point.
After all, on the day that senior high school students estimate their scores, both students and parents need to be present, and some college admissions offices will also come directly to the school to recruit students, which will cause chaos.
So we decided to wait until before the parents' meeting to hand out these flyers at the school gate.
Parents of children with poor grades will definitely buy them review materials and books for the next school year in advance; these are available at stationery stores.
Students with good grades might decide to buy it themselves.
"I'll just need the director to stand with me at the school gate. I'll hand out the flyers, and you can keep an eye on things."
The moral education teacher was quite pleased to hear the title "Director," since he was the only person in the moral education department, and no one would complain if he was addressed as "teacher" or "director."
"You little brat, are you trying to intimidate me by taking advantage of my position?"
"Hehe, no, no."
Yu Mobai smiled. With the support of the moral education teacher, some parents might misunderstand that this stationery store is cooperating with the school, and they might give it a try and buy from it.
Of course, they can think whatever they want.
Even if the principal finds out about this, the moral education teacher can only say a few innocuous words because he said it outside of school.
"Okay, there will probably be a lot of people that day. The first and second year high school students will be returning to school in the morning, and the third year high school students will be returning in the afternoon. I probably won't stay at the entrance the whole time."
If the moral education teacher says that, then it definitely means they've agreed.
Yu Mobai nodded in satisfaction; his goal had been achieved.
"Alright, teacher, I won't bother you any longer. I'll be going now."
This guy changes his tune after asking someone for a favor.
"etc."
The moral education teacher suddenly asked, "Is this refrigerator really being given away for free?"
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