Chapter 2488 Is there still heaven?
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Ye Chen
Chapter 2488 Is there still heaven?
Ma Lan's description of Qian Hongyan surprised Ye Chen.
He really didn't expect that Qian Hongyan would have seized the biggest buzz on the Internet at the moment, and imitated others to start a live broadcast.
What's more, what Ye Chen didn't expect was that Qian Hongyan even set up a profile on the Internet.
There are tens of thousands of people playing live broadcasts, but there are very few people who know how to benefit people and can set them up well.
Some people package themselves as a master of success, teaching others how to turn 1 yuan into [-] billion on the Internet every day, and flaunting how many star companies and grassroots entrepreneurs they have won. Maybe he didn’t even finish high school, and he worked as a fried skewer in the early years, but because he didn’t have a sanitation permit and the city management didn’t allow him to set up a stall, the project fell through. Later, the short video trend came, and he transformed into a Entrepreneurial elite worth over [-] million;
Some people like to design some alternative and refreshing mantras or body movements for themselves, and brainwash the audience by repeating such symbols.
In addition, some people like to show off their wealth and flaunt themselves as the rich second generation; some people like to pretend to be intellectuals and boast that they have read tens of thousands of books;
Qian Hongyan is the latter.
She has gained a lot of fans by selling miserably and being a strong woman, and she has managed to make some fans sympathize with and admire her. Therefore, when she started live broadcasting goods, she pretended to make money for the paralyzed in bed. When her husband and son were earning medical bills, she began to wave a sickle at her fans.
At this time, Ma Lan took Xiao Churan's mobile phone and found Qian Hongyan's live broadcast room through the short video platform.
In the live broadcast room at this time, the number of people online has exceeded [-].
Sitting on the bedside of her husband Xiao Changgan, Qian Hongyan wiped Xiao Changgan's face and introduced to the camera: "My family, this towel in my hand is made of 100% natural cotton, which is very absorbent. , and it is very soft when you rub your body!"
"A person like my husband who is paralyzed in bed must scrub his body every day to prevent him from sweating and covering himself with bed sores. This kind of towel is very easy to use, wipes clean, and does not leave much moisture after wiping. , can keep the body dry!"
"Towels like this must be kept at home. Old towels must be replaced frequently. When guests come to the house, there are new towels for guests to use, and this towel is currently on sale. Three pieces only cost 99, and the manufacturer is still giving benefits. , Buy three and get two free, which is less than 20 yuan, which is very cost-effective!"
"I have won a total of [-] orders from the manufacturer. If you need it, you can place an order as soon as possible. After passing this village, there will be no such store."
As she said that, Qian Hongyan picked up the water glass and fed Xiao Changgan to drink water, but Xiao Changgan acted dully and accidentally spilled water on his neck. Qian Hongyan immediately wiped the spilled water with a towel, and said to the camera: "Everyone, look, This towel absorbs water really well, thanks to it, otherwise my silly husband would definitely wet the bed."
Ma Lan said cursingly, "Damn it, look at Xiao Changgan, who is dead, and pretends to be so damn good! I remember that he only has legs and feet, but he doesn't have dementia!"
Ye Chen said with a smile: "It must have been acted, it's all scripted and rehearsed in advance."
At this time, Qian Hongyan in the live broadcast was not in a hurry to get into the shopping cart, but after patiently helping her husband clean up, she sighed: "Actually, if my husband and son are not paralyzed, I don't want to make money from my family here." Money, like this kind of towel, if I sell one order, I can earn two yuan in commission. If I sell all 6000 orders, I can earn about 6000 yuan. [-] yuan sounds like a lot, but there are several mouths waiting for food in my family. Husband and son are still waiting for money to go to the hospital for rehabilitation treatment. The daily expenses are more than this amount, so the family members only think of it as helping Yanzi. Anyway, you have to buy things like towels sooner or later. Yanzi buys a copy here, it can be regarded as offering a piece of love to Yanzi, Yanzi is here to thank her family!"
Hearing this, Ma Lan scolded angrily: "Damn it, I'm going to throw up again! Qian Hongyan, that stinky bitch, is really good at acting!"
At this time, Qian Hongyan in the live broadcast picked up another mobile phone at this time and said, "Family, I am going to get on the shopping cart now, everyone needs to grab it quickly, three, two, one, get in the car! "
Ma Lan muttered, "This towel doesn't even have a brand, and it sells for 99 yuan for 5 pieces. I think that's the price for a good towel made of high-grade long-staple cotton. Only a fool would buy hers! "
After that, she muttered again: "Let me see how many orders you can sell for this thing."
As he said that, he clicked on the shopping cart icon in Qian Hongyan's live broadcast room with his finger, and clicked in to see that the link ranked first was this towel, buy three get two free, 99 yuan free shipping, real-time sales There have been more than 800 orders.
Ma Lan was shocked, and blurted out: "Damn, someone actually bought it?! And more than 800 orders?! Qian Hongyan earned three yuan for one order. Doesn't that mean that she earned 5000 yuan for her farting work?" How much is it?!"
As she said that, she asked Ye Chen: "Good son-in-law, she said that she can only carry three yuan for a 99-yuan towel. Is she lying? Why do I think it should be at least five or six yuan!"
Ye Chen smiled and said: "Mom, you said less, I estimate that Qian Hongyan's commission is at least 20 yuan per order."
"How much?!" Ma Lan was dumbfounded, and blurted out in disbelief: "Can one order earn at least 20 yuan? Then she sold more than 800 orders at once. According to this, she earned 3 How much?!"
"Almost." Ye Chen nodded and said, "Maybe some people make orders and some return the goods, but I estimate that they can earn at least 1 to [-]."
Ma Lan was already mad with anger, she gritted her teeth and scolded: "Damn it, Qian Hongyan, that stinky bitch, would she spend so much money?!"
Ye Chen casually said, "Didn't I just buy a Mercedes-Benz Big G?"
Hearing Ye Chen's words, Ma Lan was extremely depressed.
But what was even more depressing was that at this time, Qian Hongyan choked up and said: "All three thousand orders have been sold out, thank you family members! Thank you family members! Yanzi has nothing to repay, let's sing a song for everyone. It is the theme song of my favorite TV series, the heroine is almost worse than me, but her tenacious character has always inspired me and made me stronger!"
As she spoke, she hummed softly: "Yuyou years, you said you were so confused back then..."
Ma Lan felt dizzy for a while, and blurted out: "Damn, all [-] orders are sold out?!"
After finishing speaking, she exited and refreshed, and sure enough, it had been taken off the shelves, and the sales volume was exactly [-].
Ma Lan was so jealous that she wanted to rush to the villa next door and tear Qian Hongyan apart. She gritted her teeth and cursed, "Three thousand bills, 6 yuan! Is this making money? This is robbery!"
After finishing speaking, she muttered angrily: "Damn, with so many orders, just packing and express delivery will have to exhaust this bitch! It's better to give her a cerebral hemorrhage from exhaustion, and collapse on the bed like Xiao Changqian and Xiao Hailong !"
Ye Chen shook his head helplessly, and continued to make up the knife: "Mom, Qian Hongyan is only helping the manufacturer to sell the goods live, she doesn't need to worry about packaging and delivery. After these 3000 people place orders and pay, the manufacturer will start packing To deliver the goods, Qian Hongyan doesn’t have to do anything, just wait for the commission to be withdrawn.”
"What?!" Ma Lan was about to go crazy, and asked almost collapsed: "You said she earned so much money, she didn't even need to pack and deliver the goods herself?! So much money! Even if two people form a team, Riding a motorcycle to the street to rob it, you can’t rob it in a day! In the end, she made her bragging and singing! Is there any fucking reason for this?!”
(End of this chapter)
Ma Lan's description of Qian Hongyan surprised Ye Chen.
He really didn't expect that Qian Hongyan would have seized the biggest buzz on the Internet at the moment, and imitated others to start a live broadcast.
What's more, what Ye Chen didn't expect was that Qian Hongyan even set up a profile on the Internet.
There are tens of thousands of people playing live broadcasts, but there are very few people who know how to benefit people and can set them up well.
Some people package themselves as a master of success, teaching others how to turn 1 yuan into [-] billion on the Internet every day, and flaunting how many star companies and grassroots entrepreneurs they have won. Maybe he didn’t even finish high school, and he worked as a fried skewer in the early years, but because he didn’t have a sanitation permit and the city management didn’t allow him to set up a stall, the project fell through. Later, the short video trend came, and he transformed into a Entrepreneurial elite worth over [-] million;
Some people like to design some alternative and refreshing mantras or body movements for themselves, and brainwash the audience by repeating such symbols.
In addition, some people like to show off their wealth and flaunt themselves as the rich second generation; some people like to pretend to be intellectuals and boast that they have read tens of thousands of books;
Qian Hongyan is the latter.
She has gained a lot of fans by selling miserably and being a strong woman, and she has managed to make some fans sympathize with and admire her. Therefore, when she started live broadcasting goods, she pretended to make money for the paralyzed in bed. When her husband and son were earning medical bills, she began to wave a sickle at her fans.
At this time, Ma Lan took Xiao Churan's mobile phone and found Qian Hongyan's live broadcast room through the short video platform.
In the live broadcast room at this time, the number of people online has exceeded [-].
Sitting on the bedside of her husband Xiao Changgan, Qian Hongyan wiped Xiao Changgan's face and introduced to the camera: "My family, this towel in my hand is made of 100% natural cotton, which is very absorbent. , and it is very soft when you rub your body!"
"A person like my husband who is paralyzed in bed must scrub his body every day to prevent him from sweating and covering himself with bed sores. This kind of towel is very easy to use, wipes clean, and does not leave much moisture after wiping. , can keep the body dry!"
"Towels like this must be kept at home. Old towels must be replaced frequently. When guests come to the house, there are new towels for guests to use, and this towel is currently on sale. Three pieces only cost 99, and the manufacturer is still giving benefits. , Buy three and get two free, which is less than 20 yuan, which is very cost-effective!"
"I have won a total of [-] orders from the manufacturer. If you need it, you can place an order as soon as possible. After passing this village, there will be no such store."
As she said that, Qian Hongyan picked up the water glass and fed Xiao Changgan to drink water, but Xiao Changgan acted dully and accidentally spilled water on his neck. Qian Hongyan immediately wiped the spilled water with a towel, and said to the camera: "Everyone, look, This towel absorbs water really well, thanks to it, otherwise my silly husband would definitely wet the bed."
Ma Lan said cursingly, "Damn it, look at Xiao Changgan, who is dead, and pretends to be so damn good! I remember that he only has legs and feet, but he doesn't have dementia!"
Ye Chen said with a smile: "It must have been acted, it's all scripted and rehearsed in advance."
At this time, Qian Hongyan in the live broadcast was not in a hurry to get into the shopping cart, but after patiently helping her husband clean up, she sighed: "Actually, if my husband and son are not paralyzed, I don't want to make money from my family here." Money, like this kind of towel, if I sell one order, I can earn two yuan in commission. If I sell all 6000 orders, I can earn about 6000 yuan. [-] yuan sounds like a lot, but there are several mouths waiting for food in my family. Husband and son are still waiting for money to go to the hospital for rehabilitation treatment. The daily expenses are more than this amount, so the family members only think of it as helping Yanzi. Anyway, you have to buy things like towels sooner or later. Yanzi buys a copy here, it can be regarded as offering a piece of love to Yanzi, Yanzi is here to thank her family!"
Hearing this, Ma Lan scolded angrily: "Damn it, I'm going to throw up again! Qian Hongyan, that stinky bitch, is really good at acting!"
At this time, Qian Hongyan in the live broadcast picked up another mobile phone at this time and said, "Family, I am going to get on the shopping cart now, everyone needs to grab it quickly, three, two, one, get in the car! "
Ma Lan muttered, "This towel doesn't even have a brand, and it sells for 99 yuan for 5 pieces. I think that's the price for a good towel made of high-grade long-staple cotton. Only a fool would buy hers! "
After that, she muttered again: "Let me see how many orders you can sell for this thing."
As he said that, he clicked on the shopping cart icon in Qian Hongyan's live broadcast room with his finger, and clicked in to see that the link ranked first was this towel, buy three get two free, 99 yuan free shipping, real-time sales There have been more than 800 orders.
Ma Lan was shocked, and blurted out: "Damn, someone actually bought it?! And more than 800 orders?! Qian Hongyan earned three yuan for one order. Doesn't that mean that she earned 5000 yuan for her farting work?" How much is it?!"
As she said that, she asked Ye Chen: "Good son-in-law, she said that she can only carry three yuan for a 99-yuan towel. Is she lying? Why do I think it should be at least five or six yuan!"
Ye Chen smiled and said: "Mom, you said less, I estimate that Qian Hongyan's commission is at least 20 yuan per order."
"How much?!" Ma Lan was dumbfounded, and blurted out in disbelief: "Can one order earn at least 20 yuan? Then she sold more than 800 orders at once. According to this, she earned 3 How much?!"
"Almost." Ye Chen nodded and said, "Maybe some people make orders and some return the goods, but I estimate that they can earn at least 1 to [-]."
Ma Lan was already mad with anger, she gritted her teeth and scolded: "Damn it, Qian Hongyan, that stinky bitch, would she spend so much money?!"
Ye Chen casually said, "Didn't I just buy a Mercedes-Benz Big G?"
Hearing Ye Chen's words, Ma Lan was extremely depressed.
But what was even more depressing was that at this time, Qian Hongyan choked up and said: "All three thousand orders have been sold out, thank you family members! Thank you family members! Yanzi has nothing to repay, let's sing a song for everyone. It is the theme song of my favorite TV series, the heroine is almost worse than me, but her tenacious character has always inspired me and made me stronger!"
As she spoke, she hummed softly: "Yuyou years, you said you were so confused back then..."
Ma Lan felt dizzy for a while, and blurted out: "Damn, all [-] orders are sold out?!"
After finishing speaking, she exited and refreshed, and sure enough, it had been taken off the shelves, and the sales volume was exactly [-].
Ma Lan was so jealous that she wanted to rush to the villa next door and tear Qian Hongyan apart. She gritted her teeth and cursed, "Three thousand bills, 6 yuan! Is this making money? This is robbery!"
After finishing speaking, she muttered angrily: "Damn, with so many orders, just packing and express delivery will have to exhaust this bitch! It's better to give her a cerebral hemorrhage from exhaustion, and collapse on the bed like Xiao Changqian and Xiao Hailong !"
Ye Chen shook his head helplessly, and continued to make up the knife: "Mom, Qian Hongyan is only helping the manufacturer to sell the goods live, she doesn't need to worry about packaging and delivery. After these 3000 people place orders and pay, the manufacturer will start packing To deliver the goods, Qian Hongyan doesn’t have to do anything, just wait for the commission to be withdrawn.”
"What?!" Ma Lan was about to go crazy, and asked almost collapsed: "You said she earned so much money, she didn't even need to pack and deliver the goods herself?! So much money! Even if two people form a team, Riding a motorcycle to the street to rob it, you can’t rob it in a day! In the end, she made her bragging and singing! Is there any fucking reason for this?!”
(End of this chapter)
