Back to eighteen, if I don't stand up, I'll be wasted

Chapter 57 One Hundred and Sixty
"I didn't ask you to learn this stupid trick! I have other uses for your brain!"

There is no doubt that Cheng Mo has learned a lot of live broadcasting skills from the perspective of an auditor in the past few days.

How to express your demands tactfully and not abruptly, and how to give emotional feedback to others after your demands are met.

However, in the current live broadcast environment, the only way out is to hang out with the rich.

However, hanging out with rich people is limited to those who don't have any special skills.

Cheng Mohui has a lot of knowledge and can definitely make a living from traffic.

Moreover, given Cheng Mo's situation, it is difficult to succeed in getting close to rich people. If he wants them to spend millions, not to mention booking a room offline, he has to at least treat them to a meal and chat.

"The company has written a song for you, but the lyricist is a novice and doesn't know much about the music. I'll hum it for you, and you can figure out how to compose the music yourself. The company will then release it as a single for you."

"Sing well, don't learn those weird things!"

……

Jiang Li left home early in the morning.

Feng Changhui called Jiang Minghui and asked, "Do you know what she is doing?"

"I work at Fuyuan Supermarket. That guy Wang Qishan didn't even tell me. Do we really care about that little salary?"

"Why not? When you go bankrupt, our family might have to rely on our daughter to support us."

"It's just that it feels a bit embarrassing to say it out loud."

"My daughter earns money with her own hands, there's nothing to be ashamed of. And you, you don't even have any dignity left now. If you had some dignity, you wouldn't be in trouble for not lending you money, so there's nothing to be ashamed of."

"It seems to be the same..."

Jiang Minghui knew very well that no one wanted Dingsen Group. Even if Wang Qishan agreed to lend him money, he would not want the shares of Dingsen Group.

I would rather ask for Jiang Minghui’s personal debt, at least I can ask for it later.

If I exchange it for shares of Dingsen Group, I will get nothing back once the company goes bankrupt.

Feng Changhui said, "Minghui, you don't have to put too much pressure on yourself. You used to think your daughter couldn't take care of herself, and you were worried about her future difficulties. Now that Lili has grown up visibly, we don't have to worry about that anymore. Mom and Dad still have a few acres of land, and we haven't been through hard times before. At worst, we can just live a more ordinary life in the future. Your daughter understands you so well, so you can't still be so stubborn, right? Wouldn't her efforts be in vain?"

After thinking for a while, Jiang Minghui said, "No, I have to go find Wang Qishan and ask him to give my daughter a raise."

"You just have to mess things up, don't you? I've made up my mind. I'll ask both parents to contribute some money, and we'll find a way to keep the company afloat for a few more months to see if there's any chance of a turnaround. As for my daughter, I'll leave her 100,000 yuan. Even if the company goes bankrupt in the future, I can guarantee she'll finish college."

"What's one hundred thousand dollars enough for? I have to leave her at least one million."

"How much money do both sets of parents have? Why leave one million and give up the company?"

"I'll think of a solution for the company..."

"We've already thought of all the solutions we need to think of. If you continue to embarrass yourself, it will only bring discomfort to your family without any benefit. You've already done your best. Can't we just leave it to fate?"

"no!"

In Jiang Minghui's eyes, letting his parents, wife and children suffer means he is useless.

He has to shoulder the responsibility of this family, even if he can't, otherwise he will not find the meaning of his existence.

……

When Jiang Li saw parents bringing their children to pay, usually with one or two toys, he knew that it was time for him to get his bonus.

I just don't know how much I will give.

After get off work at noon, Wang Qishan parked his car in front of the supermarket.

"Niece, get in the car quickly."

"Thank you, Uncle Wang!"

If there is a car, I will definitely take it, after all, it takes twenty minutes to walk back.

After getting in the car, Wang Qishan handed Jiang Li a bag and said, "Niece, your previous suggestion is good. The toy sales data in the supermarket has increased by about three times in the past few days. The 50,000 yuan here is a reward from the company to you." Jiang Li's suggestion can increase the sales of several supermarkets of the company by millions or even tens of millions a year, and the profit is not low, an additional two to three million yuan a year.

"So fast, this shouldn't require tax filing, right?"

"no, I'm fine."

"Thank you, Uncle Wang."

"Why be so polite to uncle? Sooner or later, we will be a family!"

Jiang Li quickly said, "You and my dad have such a good relationship, we're almost like family."

"Hahaha... you're quite good at coaxing people... but it's useless. I'll give you a separate gift at your graduation banquet. But even with that gift, it's still a drop in the bucket for your company. A few hundred thousand, one or two million, won't make a difference."

Jiang Li nodded silently, "No matter what, I still want to thank Uncle Wang for taking care of me."

Soon, the car arrived at the gate of Jiang Li's community. Jiang Li said something to Wang Qishan and got out of the car.

Wang Qishan, who was in the car, sighed with emotion, "Old Jiang Minghui is so lucky!"

……

On July 7th, Li Yi made Xia Panpan’s Weibo a hot topic.

Thousands of reposts and comments.

A popular post directly brought millions of exposures.

She already had around 100,000 fans, and with the accumulated content, this exposure had a very high conversion rate, bringing in 60,000 fans on the same day.

The cost of making this popular post was not low, it cost him six thousand yuan.

Liu Meng is not in a hurry yet and needs more accumulation.

There is currently no one like Xia Panpan on the entire Internet, including those stars who have professional teams.

On July 7, Li Yi did not operate a popular Weibo account for Xia Panpan, but she still gained more than 21 followers, and the total number of fans was close to .

On this day, Li Yi posted a photo of Xia Panpan wearing a double-sided hollowed-out halter dress, supporting herself with her hands behind her back, legs apart, and sitting on the bed. This is also the photo he thinks is of the highest quality so far.

Even though he looked at Xia Panpan's figure every day, Li Yi would still be shocked when editing that picture.

That is an extremely sexy beauty.

The sexiness in the world is just like this...

This photo undoubtedly went viral.

Without any data processing, it became popular in just a few hours.

On this day, Xia Panpan’s Weibo account gained 120,000 followers.

Li Yi felt that the account was already established and it was time to discuss the contract with Yu Jing.

Just as he was thinking about what price to ask, a phone call came in.

After thinking for a while, he finally answered the call.

"Li Yi, I heard you're in Yunzhou. Do you have a place to stay? I can't find a place to stay in Yunzhou. Can I stay at your place for one night?"

"Okay, one hundred and sixty a night."

"Why don't you just rob me? How much is my hotel room?"

"Come if you want, forget it if you don't want!"

Anyway, I can't get rid of the father-son relationship with that old guy. After all, he raised me when I was a child and didn't let me starve to death. It is impossible to completely sever the connection legally.

Make some money from Song Xin and use it as support for the old man.

Don't expect him to give you much. Eight hundred a month is already the most he can do!
(End of this chapter)