"Thank you for providing me with the material!" I chuckled a few times.
"Tch! You're not really going to use it to do bad things, are you?"
In fact, I'm not that evil, but when she said this, I couldn't help but want to tease her, and smiled deliberately:
"Of course, the towels are scented. I'm particularly obsessed with this issue, hehe..."
"Is it possible that this towel was used by Zhou Shutong?"
"..."
I was so shocked that I grabbed the towel and smelled it carefully. The aroma remaining on it seemed to be Zhou Shutong's perfume.
I fell silent immediately, and Lin Feifei snorted coldly, "You can't even tell the difference between my perfume and Zhou Shutong's perfume?"
My scalp felt numb, so I forced myself to explain: "So this smell just now was perfume? I said why can't I smell it! If it were your body fragrance, I would definitely be able to smell it."
"Tch! It's okay to force an explanation."
"Why is Zhou Shutong sleeping in our room?" I asked.
"Oh, because she was doing a live broadcast last night, and I saw her coming off the broadcast too late, so I let her sleep in the east room while I slept in the west room."
I immediately understood. The live broadcast equipment I brought back was all placed on the table, and the live broadcast background was also arranged. Zhou Shutong could just change the product and start broadcasting directly.
When she mentioned the East and West Wings, I couldn't help but think of the ancient East and West Wings, and deliberately joked:
"It sounds a bit like Ninomiya!"
"Haha, if you beep again, I'll beat you to the East and West Factory No. 2." Lin Feifei's voice was fierce.
"..."
After a sweet tug, she hung up the phone when it was time to take a break, and I started preparing for tonight's live broadcast.
There was no live broadcast for a week, so I was a little nervous before going on air. In addition to being uncomfortable with it, I am also afraid of being forgotten by fans.
After all, our industry is almost in tatters. If you don’t broadcast live for a few days, your fans will probably forget about it.
Although I made a preview of the live broadcast today, I am not sure how many people will come.
Facts have proved that people sometimes like to scare themselves. I thought there would be no one there today, but the reality is just the opposite.
As soon as the broadcast started, a group of people rushed into the live broadcast room crazily, and the number of people was still rising. ap.
Everyone was in a frenzy in the comments section, and I couldn’t help but burst into tears.
[Brother Bin, is your father feeling better? If you are busy at home, don’t rush to live broadcast now, we can wait. 】
[Yes, I see you have bags under your eyes. You have been working hard recently. 】
[Brother Bin finally started broadcasting. I immediately quit the live broadcast room of the girl next door to see you. 】
I looked at the scrolling comment section, filled with emotion, and my eyes felt a little bit hot. I felt like my heart was boiling, the blood all over my body was surging like a waterfall, and I was instantly full of fighting spirit.
I wanted to cry a little, so I quickly raised my head and tried to blink my eyes, but inadvertently, I saw the stars in the sky.
The moon is as bright as day, and the silvery glow is everywhere.
At this moment, I saw my own insignificance, but from this group of strangers, I saw the brilliance of humanity.
Thinking of the sins I had suffered a few days ago, I suddenly felt that they were nothing.
There are more and more people in the live broadcast room. In order to support me, everyone places orders one after another. Although they are only small snacks, I really feel that they care.
I promise everyone that everyone who draws a screen today will give a gift as a token of appreciation.
Early the next morning, I carried two cigarettes and rode a small electric donkey to the orchard at the east end of the village.
When I stopped outside the orchard, I couldn't help but feel a little sad. It was in this orchard that my father fell down while picking longans.
I rode a small electric donkey and stopped in front of his house, got off the car and knocked on the door gently.
"Is Uncle Li here? I'm Binzi, here to buy some fruit."
After a while, the door opened, and Uncle Li walked out wearing a sun hat.
he wears
Wearing an old blue work clothes, the clothes were stained with traces of sweat and soil, as if they were witnesses of his life. His face is also full of traces of time.
He showed a simple smile, "Binzi, how is your father?"
"Nothing's wrong. I've been transferred out of the IUC. I should be able to leave the hospital in a week. Thank you for calling an ambulance. I'll buy some fruit and bring you two cigarettes."
As I said that, I put the cigarette into his arms.
Uncle Li kept pushing away, "Why are you so polite? Your dad will be fine if nothing happens."
It took a lot of effort to convince him to accept it, and then let him take me into the orchard.
Various fruit trees are scattered in this vibrant garden, and there is a light fruity fragrance in the air. I feel a kind of simplicity that is not found in big cities.
"Uncle, your vegetable garden is great! It's going to be a bumper harvest this year!"
Uncle Li's smile froze, sighed, then lit a match and put it close to the tobacco bag.
The yellow light from the match illuminated his cheeks, and I could clearly see the sadness in his eyes.
Looking at the pipe pot in his hand, it seemed to instantly bring me back to the past.
I was still very happy without WeChat on my mobile phone before, but now I feel like I have been kidnapped by my mobile phone.
Uncle Li squatted on the ground and took a few puffs of dry smoke before replying: "It's so good! The dealer who bought goods from me before said that the market was not good this year, and he wanted me to sell him cheaper, but no matter how cheap, Then there would be no profit.”
He paused and sighed, "If I can't sell out this batch of longan, it will be out of season. Then I'll lose it all. Give it to him! I won't make much money, hey..."
Uncle Li told me his cost price and the price the dealer asked for. It was indeed outrageous. The profit of the fruit farmers was not only eaten up by the dealer, but also sold to the consumers. I don’t know how many hands went through the process. A hand will share a layer of benefits.
Uncle Li squatted on the ground and sighed, his thick eyebrows like two bent willow leaves, as if crushed by the weight of life.
I suddenly thought of a possibility and asked tentatively: "Uncle, haven't you ever thought about selling directly to consumers yourself?"
Uncle Li was stunned, shook his head, and sighed: "I have no channels, how can I sell them directly to consumers? If I don't give them to dealers, these fruits will just rot in my hands. If I sell them on the street, I won't be able to sell much."
"Then do you know about live streaming? Nowadays, live streaming is very popular. Why not try live streaming? This will save a lot of steps in the process, and both you and consumers will benefit."
If he follows the traditional model, he usually has to go through dealers-local purchasers-wholesalers-fruit stores. The fruit stores may even be divided into small stalls, and the middlemen are responsible for each link. However, if it is a live broadcast, it will be much simpler. , it is directly the fruit farmers-live broadcast-consumers, which can save many links in the middle, and both fruit farmers and consumers can benefit...
