Detective from the future

Chapter 682 Was Robbed

Han Bin took it over and took a look. The account name was Old Wang of Antique Street, with 124 fans, 55 posts, 17 followers, and [-] likes.

"Uncle, you did a good job."

"There is no way around this. Business is not good and there are no customers. I just sit and sit, so I start a live broadcast, record a small video and send it to the website." Wang Qingsheng opened the chat box, took a sip of tea, and continued,
"In the beginning, I also had the mentality of playing. After all, I'm just a fat uncle, and there are probably not many people who like to watch it. We don't know anything else, just talk about some antique business."

Wang Qingsheng slapped his hands, "I never thought, there are really people who like to watch it."

"There are few people who buy antiques these days, but there are quite a few people who like it. He watched the excitement on the Internet, and he can gain knowledge without spending money. Plus I like to talk a few words, and this fan is very confused. go up."

"During this period, I had an average of several thousand yuan a month, and an extra [-] yuan. Although not much, it was enough to spend."

Han Weidong took a look at his phone. Although he knew that Wang Qingsheng was doing live broadcasts, he didn't expect the income to be so high. "You only have tens of thousands of fans, and your monthly income is [-]. If it's hundreds of thousands, millions of fans Yes, that income can't catch up with the stars."

"Brother-in-law, you are talking about it. As far as I know, there are a few big Vs with tens of millions of fans, and their income is really not lower than that of celebrities."

Wang Huifang was also a little curious, "What does he broadcast live, earning so much money."

"You wouldn't have thought of it even if you were killed." Wang Qingsheng smiled, put on a trick, and continued, "He is a cook. He used to be a cook in a restaurant. He uploaded some small cooking videos on the website and became popular. Now the monthly income is over one million.”

Wang Huifang said, "Good guy, isn't that more profitable than opening a restaurant?"

"That's for sure, it's no problem to open dozens of restaurants a year with his income." Wang Qingsheng's tone was a little envious, "I sometimes live broadcast sometimes, and sometimes upload small videos. The content is mainly divided into two types. One is at an antique stall, and the other is cooking videos.”

"The reason why I can lose weight is that some fans always care about it, and post comments under the video, saying that I am too fat and should lose weight. There are also some black fans who speak harshly, no matter what, I gradually lost weight under their supervision It’s down. It’s a windfall.”

Han Weidong said subconsciously, "It seems that this live broadcast also has a good side, and it can be regarded as a virtuous circle that can urge you to lose weight."

Wang Qingsheng smiled, "Yes, not only me, but now many people earn money by live broadcasting and posting small videos. I think it's pretty good, and I can earn money without leaving home. The only disadvantage is the income Not very stable."

Everyone ate and chatted, and they broke up after ten o'clock in the evening...

On the outskirts of Qindao City, Fangjing Village.

Fang Mancang took a figure-of-eight step, holding a fan, and swayed towards the center of the village.

A shirtless man riding a tram greeted, "Uncle Mancang, where are you going?"

"Go to the brigade."

"What are you going to do at the brigade at this point?"

Fang Mancang smiled, "Let's eat."

The shirtless man was a little puzzled, "Why do you go to the brigade to eat? I haven't heard that the village will take care of the food."

"What group are you in?"

"Three groups."

The corners of Fang Mancang's mouth curled up, and his tone was a little smug, "That's none of your business, today the village chief invited the seven of us to dinner in the brigade."

"Why? We are all in the same village, and the village chief can treat one more favorably than another."

"You forgot, the seven groups of us have joined the collective economic company, and we treat guests to dinner every time we pay dividends. The money paid by the company only occupies the land of the brigade."

"I remember, don't you all pay dividends around Chinese New Year? Why is it so early this year?"

"It's getting late. This is last year's dividend. Didn't this delay the love? Now that everything is over, it's time to distribute the money. Let's have fun."

The shirtless man was a little envious, "That's a good relationship."

Fang Mancang took out a pack of cigarettes, handed one to the shirtless man, and lit one himself, "Yes, dividends are paid every year. This year, other industries are not good. On the contrary, our collective economic company has a good business. I heard that this year The dividends are even higher than in previous years.”

"That's good, but you have to drink a few drinks less at noon, so as not to get paid for the money."

"That can't be done. You can drink less wine at the public house. I just drink when I go, and there is no shortage of food at home. As for getting the money, that's your aunt's business."

"Look at how comfortable your life is. Our team is not doing well. It's hard to do anything this year, and there's no part-time job."

"The national policy is good, and the village head is also capable of doing things. He took the lead. In the words of the old chief, let some people get rich first, and the first rich will drive the rich later." Fang Mancang patted his chest and said, "Taozi, If you don’t have a job, tell Uncle. I’ll go to the village head and let you find a job in a collective economic company, and you can earn tens of thousands a year if you work hard.”

"Uncle Mancang, I haven't made up my mind yet, let's talk about it later. Do you want me to take you for a ride, just on the way."

"No, you go your own way. It's good for me to take a stroll. I can eat more later."

"Then I'll go first." The shirtless man said a few words, and rode away on the tram.

Fang Mancang was not in a hurry, and walked slowly, chatting with everyone he met, for fear that others would not know what he was going to do.

The reason why Fang Mancang lives so comfortably is that a few years ago, the village established a storage company, which occupied the land of the seventh group of Fangjing Village. The villagers are equivalent to using the land as a share, and they can get some dividends every year.

In the past few years, with the rise of the logistics industry, the business of the warehousing company is getting better and better. Every year, they can get 300 million dividends, and the cash is piled up on the table. It is very spectacular. Sign, take the money, and leave.

In the past two years, it was also featured on TV news, and it was also judged as Advanced Village and Tuhao Village, and Fangjing Village also became popular.The older girls and younger daughter-in-laws in nearby villages are willing to marry to Fangjing Village.

The year before last, Fang Mancang's family allocated [-] to [-] yuan, which was enough for the whole family to eat, drink, and chew, which was much better than those villagers who went out to work.

At this moment, Taozi came back on the electric bike again, and the speed could catch up with the motorcycle.

Fang Mancang said curiously, "Taozi, why are you in a hurry, run so fast."

Taozi put his feet on the ground and slammed on the brakes, "Uncle Mancang is not good, your company has been robbed."

"What? It was robbed. Where did you hear about it?"

"Several people at the gate of the brigade shouted about this, and some villagers went to the storage company to watch the excitement, saying that the dividends given to you were robbed."

Fang Mancang's eyes widened, "Damn it, which @#￥% dares to come to our village to snatch things, it's going to die."

Fang Mancang sat down on the back of the electric car, "Come on, take me there quickly, if you dare to steal my money, shoot him to death with a brick."

Taozi smiled, "Uncle Mancang, don't talk big, it's said that those who robbed all brought their fellows with them."

"What guy?"

Taozi stroked with the index finger and thumb of the back hand, "This guy."

"gun."

"Right."

Fang Mancang shrank his neck, "Damn, which dog @#￥ has red eyes, and actually robbed our village of dividends."

Taozi rubbed his nose, and thought to himself, this time it's exciting, see if you're still showing off.

……

Municipal Public Security Bureau Criminal Investigation Brigade, Second Squadron, and a Group of Offices.

There are no new cases recently, and everyone has become lazy.

Li Qin was tidying up the table, Wang Xiao was checking the information, Jiang Yang was looking at the previous files, Huang Qianqian was browsing the shopping website, and Bao Xing was dozing off on the chair.

"Crack..." Han Bin opened the door and walked in, slapped his hands, "Clean up, everyone, there is a new case, ready to show up."

Bao Xing was fast-talking, "What case is Team Han?"

"A company was robbed."

Jiang Yang said, "Ordinary robbery cases, shouldn't the criminal investigation team of the sub-bureau handle them?"

Bao Xing said with a smile, "Is it because the superiors think we are too free?"

Han Bin said seriously, "This is not an ordinary robbery. The suspect is carrying a gun."

(End of this chapter)