Wealthy started from setting up street stalls

Chapter 170

"help?"

Chen Dong laughed happily: "Miss Zhang, I don't know how I can help you?"

Zhang Xiaobei: "Mr. Chen, do you think this will work? I have almost 50 fans now. I know that you are in the antique business now, and we can cooperate. I still remember you as a successful person who started from a street stall to now. , your success story is simply the best inspirational story, drive popularity through your deeds, and then we sell your products through live broadcast.”

After listening to Zhang Xiaobei's introduction, Chen Dong understood her intentions.

According to Zhang Xiaobei, it is a win-win situation. Chen Dong's antique shop uses Zhang Xiaobei's live broadcast to sell things, and Chen Dong helps Zhang Xiaobei increase his popularity.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Zhang, I'm really not interested in your suggestion. Besides, my antique shop business can't be better, and I don't need to sell it online."

When Chen Dong was talking, Liang Jing coughed twice at the side. According to Liang Jing's idea, Chen Dong should agree. After all, the business of the antique shop is very poor now, and there are not many customers in a day, but he didn't expect this. But the guy brazenly said that the business is very good. Isn't this going to the grave on Qingming Festival to fool the ghosts?

Hearing Chen Dong's refusal, Zhang Xiaobei's face darkened.

"Mr. Chen, do you want to think about it again? Don't worry, no matter how many things are sold in my live broadcast room, I won't ask for a penny."

Chen Dong smiled: "Miss Zhang, I don't understand this. You are so enthusiastic about helping me sell things, and you don't want to share them. Are you doing that for that?"

Zhang Xiaobei rubbed his hands and glanced at Liang Jing at the counter.

"Mr. Chen, to be honest, I made a bet with my family."

"My family forced me to go back to my hometown for a blind date, but I wanted to work hard in Qingshan for a few more years, so I told my family that if my fans reached 100 million within a month, they would not force me to go back. Blind date."

Chen Dong was puzzled: "What's the relationship between a blind date and the number of fans?"

Zhang Xiaobei: "Mr. Chen, you also know that now is a society with traffic. If there is traffic, people will come to you to sell things. Before Dongpeng Company asked me to cooperate because I have a lot of fans. Now I have 45 fans. Ten thousand yuan, a live broadcast income is almost a few hundred yuan, and when I have more than a million fans, the income may be tens of thousands of yuan after a live broadcast, and my family will no longer interfere with my life."

Chen Dong nodded. What Zhang Xiaobei said seems to be correct. In this era of Internet plus 5G, traffic is king. Whoever has traffic can make money. Otherwise, there would not be so many people joining the camp of anchors. make money?In fact, it is still a small number of people who make money. Those popular anchors can easily earn hundreds of thousands or millions of dollars in a live broadcast, but what about some people?After a live broadcast, it may not be able to make money, and it may even be exhausting to death.

"I'm sorry, but I still can't agree to cooperate with you. You said just now that you don't have many fans. Besides, even if we are looking for it, we will find anchors with a lot of fans. We will discuss cooperation after you have more than one million fans. Bar."

After hearing Chen Dong's words, Zhang Xiaobei stood up silently.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, to bother you."

After speaking, he turned around and left the antique shop sadly.

"Boss, you are too unreasonable. She is a little girl anyway, so you can't be more tactful? Besides, I think what the girl said is quite reasonable. Let's try to use the method of online sales. What's more, people don't need wages, where can I find such a cheap thing?"

"How about you cooperate with her?"

Liang Jing: "."

Lying on a rattan chair by the window in the store, Chen Dong took out his cell phone.

He had a friend of Zhang Xiaobei on the Douyin short video platform before, so he clicked on Zhang Xiaobei's personal homepage to check it out.

"It's no wonder that the number of fans is so low. What is the video on Xiaobei's homepage? It used to be a promotional advertisement for Dongpeng's products. Recently, it has posted a picture with music, and there is some poisonous chicken soup underneath. .

What, in this life of a person, how can there be a good fortune?
Needless to say, this is so meowing, it’s just nonsense.

There is also this sentence, some things can't be finished, just leave it for tomorrow.If you're lucky, you won't have to do it if you die tomorrow.

What is this special meow called?If you can't finish it, of course you have to save it for tomorrow. If you are lucky, you don't have to do it after you die. This is a pessimistic tendency.

It's bad, won't it be hard for me to reject this girl?
If you really can't think about it and seek death, you deserve it. You can't bear this little setback. What big things can you do in the future?
Looked down a few more:

Although I am ugly, I can be ugly and beautiful if I buy beautiful clothes.

This sentence is quite interesting.

The person you like must confess, if you don't get rejected, you really think you are a fairy.

The ugly duckling becomes a white swan not because of how hard it works, but because its parents are white swans.

This poisonous chicken soup is really unbearable after seeing too much.

Just when Chen Dong was about to turn off his phone, he was surprised to find that Zhang Xiaobei had turned on the live broadcast.

Chen Dong quickly changed his name and entered the live broadcast room.

[Human Cannon] Enter the live broadcast room
Looking at the new name, Chen Dong laughed, buddy, isn't this name domineering?Human cannon?Who else?If I get angry, I will be blasted into scum for you.

Zhang Xiaobei was live broadcasting while walking, looking at the background behind her, Chen Dong felt happy, this is the second-hand goods market in Qingshan City.

"Hello babies, I have good news for you, I was rejected again."

Zhang Xiaobei with a ponytail is quite humorous.

Seeing the popularity in the live broadcast room, Chen Dong almost died of anger.

This is an anchor with more than 40 fans, and there are only more than 20 people in the live broadcast room. Fortunately, I didn't cooperate with her, otherwise I would have lost my pants.

[Bei Jiajun. Xiao Yezi]: "Beibei, don't be sad, we support you, people must stick to their dreams, otherwise what is the difference with a salted fish?"

Sure enough, they were all young people who were deeply poisoned by poisonous chicken soup.

[Cannon in the World]: How do you know that the dream of a salted fish is not to become a salted fish?

[Bei Jiajun. Xiao Yezi]: Hey, cannon in the world, you are a black fan of our Bei Jiajun, how do you know that the dream of salted fish is salted fish, even if it is to be a salted fish, at least be a dignified one salted fish.

Looking at the words on the phone screen, Chen Dongle couldn't do it.

[Human Cannon]: "Dignity? Who said that salted fish has no dignity? If you want dignity, you must first have salt."

[Bei Jiajun. Xiao Yezi]: "Whoever is in your management, kick him out quickly."

Seeing the quarrel in the live broadcast room, Zhang Xiaobei quickly said: "Okay, Ye Zi, black fans are black fans. I think what he said is right. People like me who have no money and no background stay in the city. Wishful thinking, I've thought about it, if I don't reach 100 million followers this month, I'll go back to my small county town."

[Bei Jiajun. Little Leaf]: "Beibei, are you crazy? You have gained 60 fans a month. Unless you spend money to turn fans in the live broadcast rooms of those big anchors, let alone those are fake fans. 60 fans are not enough. How much will it cost?"

Zhang Xiaobei smiled bitterly: "Just try your best. How will you know if you don't try? In the worst case, you will go back to your hometown for a blind date, find a man, get married and have children. That's what happens in this life."

(End of this chapter)