The second time the product went viral, the "Yu Shuo Huan Xiu" public account once again attracted attention, and even self-media bloggers came to explain its successful model.
Mu Wanqing used to love writing and had many manuscripts in hand, but she never thought that these words could be published and seen by more people, and at the same time, she could make money.
With Yu Qiao's encouragement, she took out her previous manuscripts, polished them, and prepared them all for publication.
She also wrote a youth novel of more than 100,000 words, which was accidentally picked up by Yu Qiao and read, and he praised it repeatedly!
"I knew you had talent. You can publish this novel. Maybe it will be noticed by a publisher and it can be published!"
Mu Wanqing was not sure: "This was written by a sophomore, I think the writing is quite immature..."
"It's a little bit, but you can modify it and give it a try. I have serialized novels on the public account before, but the official account was not very famous at that time, so in the end it was nothing."
Yu Qiao didn't want her talent to be buried, and kept encouraging: "Really, if you revise it, it will be serialized and published after the year. It can be updated about twice a week. The first one is free, and the second one will be charged. By the way, you Choose a pen name. Although it will be published on 'Yu Shuo Huan Xiu', use your own pen name. If it can be published or the copyright is sold in the future, it will be yours."
Mu Wanqing was a little frightened by the blueprint she described, and her smile became uncomfortable, "Qiaoqiao... I just discovered that you are also very good at drawing cakes. Is it true that everyone who is a boss can draw cakes?"
"Whoever wants to compete with you, I'm serious!"
Seeing Yu Qiao's eyes wide open and her serious look on her face, Mu Wanqing finally believed that she was not joking.
Anyway, if you have time to mess around, let’s give it a try, revise and polish the entire article, type it on the computer, and serialize it on the official account after the year.
As soon as he said it, Mu Wanqing could not wait to revise hundreds of thousands of words right away.
Seeing that she couldn't wait, Yu Qiao raised her wrist and looked at the time reminder: "It's almost noon, don't forget to have an appointment with Zhou Yiru for dinner today."
"Oh, okay."
Zhou Yiru came back from a business trip. Knowing that their small business was booming, he asked them to treat them to dinner.
Faced with the request of the "funder father", Yu Qiao of course readily agreed.
When they arrived at the appointed restaurant, the two of them just got out of the car when Zhou Yiru happened to come from behind, "Xiao Qing! Yu Qiao!"
The two of them turned back, surprised, "Huh? What a coincidence, you just arrived too!"
"Well, I was discussing work with some partners nearby this morning. It's convenient to come here." Zhou Yiru stepped forward quickly and walked side by side with the two ladies, and the three of them walked towards the elevator together.
Yu Qiao was in a good mood these days. Hearing this, he joked: "It's an honor to leave your partner and come to have dinner with us!"
Zhou Yiru smiled warmly, "You are also my partners, and you are also a dark horse who emerged from nowhere. I don't dare to neglect you."
The words complimented each other and made each other laugh.
After entering the elevator, Yu Qiao looked back at him and asked curiously: "So you really didn't 'fake orders' this time?"
Zhou Yiru spread his hands and said, "No, I am a lonely person, so I will have to buy so many daily chemicals until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse."
Yu Qiao said nothing and only glanced at Mu Wanqing silently.
Zhou Yiru saw the clues and looked slightly confused, "Why, the sales this time are the same as last time, and someone is behind the purchase in large quantities?"
Mu Wanqing nodded: "Yes. The purchasing time was concentrated in three days. They were all group purchases. They bought with the discounts from our official account. There were more than 20 batches of people. The rest of the loose orders should be what fans want. Buy it, no problem.”
After the studio opened, there was no shortage of funds because of Zhou Yiru's investment, so Yu Qiao also spent money on some operational investments - commonly known as buying traffic.
This operation gave the official account more promotion and exposure, gained another wave of fans in a short period of time, and increased its purchasing power.
But the proportion of fans buying is not worth mentioning compared to those who buy in bulk.
"Actually, this is not a good thing. If we want to take a long-term road, we must rely on our own reputation, product quality, and the support and love of our fan base. If someone is always 'faking' behind the scenes, unless he can continue to fake it forever, otherwise this falsehood will The boom is just a bubble.”
Therefore, Yu Qiao's happiness was only temporary.
She wanted to find out who was spending a lot of money to support them behind the scenes, and then find them to thank them and explain the truth.
After Zhou Yiru listened, the first thing that came to his mind was Wen Zhan.
He knew that Wen Zhan had turned back as a prodigal and found that his wife was better, and refused to divorce her.
So it's not strange to do such childish and ridiculous things.
He glanced at Mu Wanqing a few times intentionally or unintentionally, wanting to know what she was thinking, but she lowered her eyes and said nothing, and her thoughtful look made people unable to figure it out.
Before the meal was finished, Yu Qiao's cell phone rang.
Before she finished answering the call, she stood up in a hurry and responded repeatedly: "Okay, I'll be right over."
Mu Wanqing asked with concern: "What's wrong?"
"The teacher in the kindergarten class said that Nannan broke her forehead when she fell, so I have to go over and have a look right away." She answered, grabbed her bag, stood up, and left in a hurry, "You guys eat slowly, I'll leave first."
Mu Wanqing also wanted to ask if she wanted to accompany him, but she had no chance to ask.
She and Zhou Yiru were left alone at the dinner table, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
Zhou Yiru looked at Yu Qiao's hurried back and sighed: "It's not easy for Yu Qiao. A single woman has to take care of her children and start a business. It's amazing how she can take care of both."
"Yes, I admire her very much! Knowing her makes me extra confident in my future. She is my role model." This is definitely not flattery, it is Mu Wanqing's admiration from the bottom of her heart.
"Don't worry, your future will get better and better." Zhou Yiru encouraged with a gentle smile.
Since Yu Qiao left first, they stopped talking about work.
Zhou Yiru cut the steak, raised his eyes at her, and asked directly: "Have Wen Zhan come to see you these days? Have you ever talked about the divorce again?"
Mu Wanqing pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, feeling a little guilty.
She was embarrassed to say that she had "connected" with Wen Zhan again, and they also reached a particularly shameful "agreement."
"He came to see me..." After a moment of silence, the woman nodded slowly.
Zhou Yiru was not surprised and asked directly again: "Has he been supporting your business behind the scenes? Have you asked him?"
Mu Wanqing shook her head, "No... the first time I sold women's clothing, I thought it was you who helped me. This time you said you didn't pay attention, and the sales were so good, so I suspected him, but I haven't had the chance yet. Confirmed.”
The night she moved to her new home, Wen Zhan kept pestering her for the night, and then those bad things happened in the morning, which made her so confused that she completely forgot to ask about it.
Zhou Yiru said in a deep voice: "It seems that he really doesn't want to divorce you."
