February 17th is the 18th day of the first lunar month. All colleges, middle schools and primary schools across the country have already started, and Yunda Nature is no exception. After a winter vacation, single students are fierce, and pairs of students are mixing oil in their honey, shouting and laughing one after another, making the campus full of vitality, as if spring has arrived early.

There were many pedestrians on the road, and Du Qiu drove very slowly, stopping and stopped, and arrived at the Little Red Building at a speed not much faster than walking. He carried his backpack to the second floor. The moment he walked into the office, his eyes lit up first, and then his face turned dark.

The eyes lit up because Su Wenxiu changed her hairstyle and cut off her air bangs and long shawl hair, and replaced it with fresh and refreshing short hair with ears. If compared with movie stars in the 1990s, she used to imitate Joey Wong, but now she changed it to Gigi Leung. Although they are all imitations, the new look is obviously more suitable. Her face is relatively small. Her bangs used to cover her facial features, making her look blurry and distinctive. Now there is no cover. Her slightly plain facial features are three-dimensional. The bookish atmosphere between her eyebrows and eyes has transformed into intellectual beauty, giving people a calm and capable feeling.

Her face turned dark because Su Wenxiu's sister-in-law came again. She sat on the boss's chair with a golden knife, holding her chin with her left hand and flipping through the account book on the desk with her right hand. It seemed that she was the owner of this place. In addition to this woman, there were two strange men in the room, one old and one young, and their appearance was a bit similar to Su Wenhai. They should be his father and elder brother.

Su Wenxiu stood slightly behind the desk, staring at the account book on the table, as if monitoring her sister-in-law's actions. As soon as she saw Du Qiu coming in, she immediately smiled on her face, her smile was like willow leaves blowing under the spring breeze, very light, but warm.

Su Wenhai, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up, exchanged a few greetings with Du Qiu, and introduced the strangers in the room. As guessed, one was his father, named Su Weiguo, the other was his elder brother, named Su Wentian, and the elder sister-in-law was named Ma Xiaoli.

"I originally thought my second brother was called Wenhai and my eldest brother should be called Wenshan, but I didn't expect that he was called Wentian. Tianhai was the same color, magnificent and majestic. Uncle Su really knows how to name him."

Su Weiguo was the same age as Du Cunzhi, both 55 years old, but he had good care of himself, without white hair and fewer wrinkles. He looked much younger than Du Cunzhi, but his temperament was much worse. Although Du Cunzhi suffered repeated hardships, he was upright and had no intention of depressedness and depression. Su Weiguo felt a little crushed by life, his face turned black and full of depression, and he didn't express any expression of praise for Du Qiu's etiquette. He just said in a general way: "I didn't think about it so much at that time, and I chose a name casually."

Du Qiu came back from his hometown and was ambitious to do something big, and had to deal with all the things he had to deal with. Seeing that he was so perfunctory, he stopped being polite. He walked to the desk, reached out to grab the account book, closed it up and said, "Don't just leave out the company's internal accounts."

"Hey! I'll tell me if you are..."

"Shut up!" Du Qiu slammed the desk with the account book, making a loud bang, then raised his hand and pointed at the door, scolding with a stern voice: "Go out!"

He used to be a gentle person, but now he suddenly became a black-faced god, which scared the Su brothers and sisters. Ma Xiaoli shivered even more and stood up from the chair. She was about to make a fuss, but she saw Du Qiu with a cold face, gritting her teeth, holding the account book with both hands, standing in front of her with condescending face like a glaring King Kong. It seemed that as long as she dared to move, she would be beaten immediately. She didn't dare to make a sound, and she hurriedly picked up the small bag placed on the table, pulled her feet and walked out.

When he was about to reach the door, Ma Xiaoli came back from her panic and turned her head to say a few words to find the scene. However, when she came into contact with Du Qiu's eyes that seemed to be killing, she felt guilty and could not speak harsh words. She had to stomp her feet hatefully, spread her anger on her husband, pointing at Su Wentian and scolding: "What a waste! I don't know if my wife is bullied..."

Du Qiu grabbed a few pens in the pen holder and threw them over. Ma Xiaoli was so scared that she screamed and immediately grabbed the door and ran away.

"Uncle Su, Mr. Su, our company's business is in a period of adjustment. There are many things to do. Now we need to have a meeting to discuss. If you don't mind, please sit next door for a while." Du Qiu changed his smile after Ma Xiaoli disappeared, and said with a smile: "If there is anything, we will talk in detail after the meeting."

Su Weiguo turned blue and left with a swagger. Su Wentian's manliness seemed to have been wiped out by his shrewd wife. He was very soft and he left after saying a few polite words. After they walked away, Du Qiu closed the office door and said to the stupid Su brother and sister: "Brother Hai, Wenxiu, do you two want to do family business? If so, I will quit now."

"No, my brother and I don't mean that." Su Wenxiu quickly denied it and explained: "My dad heard that you are coming to work today and want to meet you, meet you, and talk about long-term cooperation with the printing factory. I don't know why my sister-in-law also knew it, so she dragged her brother over here."

Su Wenhai's face looked very bad. He threw the cigarette butts that had been half drawn on the ground and said, "Du Qiu, it doesn't matter if you don't like your sister-in-law, I don't like her, too. If you want to punish her, you can do it privately. How can you do this in front of my father? Where can he put his face in the future?"

"Where is putting your face depends on yourself, it has nothing to do with others." Du Qiu looked at him and said word by word: "If your sister-in-law drags your father, your mother or other elders here to get together, would I want to give them face with a smile every day? I am a partner who does business with you, not the door god posted at your door! I am not interested in giving face to irrelevant and boring people every day."

Su Wenhai was both angry and ashamed, his face turned red, and he argued loudly: "Even if he is doing business, he should talk about personal relationships, right? I treat you as my best friend. Is it reasonable for you to treat people in my family like this?!"

"Did I just shy my face at your dad? No; did I shy my face at your brother? No, I saved him and made him not humiliated by his wife in front of everyone. What's wrong with me?" Du Qiu retorted calmly, then sneered: "Brother Hai, if you are like your brother, we don't need to cooperate. Be a pure friend. I promise to give your family enough face in the future."

Seeing that Su Wenhai was hard on his neck and was about to argue, Su Wenxiu hurriedly grabbed him and persuaded him: "Brother, don't be excited. If you have something to discuss, everyone sit down and talk slowly. We have finally made some careers, so don't be disrupted by that woman again."

"What's there to say!"

Su Wenhai worked a few times, but without breaking away from his sister's pull, he sat down on the sofa and was sulking while smoking a cigarette. Du Qiu didn't know anything about him. He picked up the account book on the desk and stuffed it into his backpack, and said, "Wenxiu, give me the keys of the room. Use the computer for the house I went to rent to draw out several notepad styles designed for the Spring Festival."

"How long does it take to draw?"

"It should be done before 5 o'clock. I'll come over after the drawing."

Su Wenxiu took off the key from a bear-hanged keychain, followed Du Qiu out of the office, and asked uneasy: "Are you really going to break up with us?"

"The business of Notepad is so smooth, how can it be dispersed? I just prevented the trouble before it happens and asked Brother Hai to separate favors and work so as not to go wrong in the future. You understand people, and you should know that I was right and wrong just now, and I didn't mean to save your father's face. I will advise your brother later to tell him not to act too irritably." After explaining, Du Qiu stood at the stairs and looked at her, saying, "Your new hairstyle is very beautiful, better than before."

"Is that true?" Su Wenxiu was a little shy, but did not escape his gaze. She used her fingers to tick the short hair in her ear and said with a smile: "I refer to a female star cut in a magazine."

"Gigi Leung?"

"Who is Gigi Leung?" Su Wenxiu looked at him with some confusion and said, "I am referring to a star in the RB cosmetics advertisement. It seems that he is called Ryoko Hiromo or Kyoko Hiromo, and I can't remember it."

Ryoko Hiromo? Ryoko Hiromoko Hiromoko is also good, but unfortunately it seems that I haven’t grown up in 1995…

Did Gigi Leung not debut yet?

Du Qiu quickly put aside the boring entertainment gossip in his mind and drove back to the rented house. When he entered the house, he saw that the furniture was exactly the same as before leaving, without any change, but the windows were bright and spotless. Obviously, Su Wenxiu helped clean it when he came to use the computer. Since he didn't need to clean it, he immediately pulled the curtains, turned on the desktop computer, then took out the parts of the laptop from his backpack, assembled it, and began to use the magical tool to make money for the first time after traveling through time.

The laptop uses a 500G solid-state drive, which uses about 380G and has a lot of storage. Du Qiu did not touch software, games, music, etc., but opened a folder named "Font Library" on the D drive, selected 5 ttf format files from it, and transferred them to the desktop computer.

ttf is a font format designed by Apple in the late 1980s to fight Adobe. Later, Microsoft also joined it and implanted it into the Windows 3.1 operating system in 1991 and spent a lot of effort to develop a batch of high-quality fonts. It has been promoted since then. Until 2016, it was still one of the most mainstream font formats in the world. Because it is fully compatible, it can still be used normally on computers in 1995.

As a calligraphy enthusiast, Du Qiu's laptop stores hundreds of fonts, which are convenient for changing them at any time according to needs or mood. In China in the 1990s, there were almost no other companies developing font files except Founder Group, which had printing and typesetting business. Therefore, most computers only have a few fonts such as bold and imitation Song. As we all know, Chinese characters are a very artistic and beautiful text, with diversity and plasticity far exceeding Latin letters. A beautiful font can greatly improve the appearance and grade of the product.

According to the data on the account book, more than 3,100 genuine leather notepads were sold in the 20 days before the Spring Festival, and more than 240 were sold in the 16 days after the Spring Festival, and sales were shrinking very significantly. However, the customized calligraphy notepads made by Su Wenxiu were very popular. Less than a week after the school started, the accumulated orders had exceeded 500, of which Jiang Danfeng, who was far away in the capital, ordered 200 copies alone, which is a very promising market.

Now that the fonts are available, just build another printing machine, you won’t have to write on the cover of the notepad in person. You can print whatever words you want, and print as many copies as you want. I don’t know how high the efficiency is.

Even the inconspicuous font files before traveling through time can make money. I don’t know how many treasures are hidden in my laptop…
Chapter completed!