"The speed at which you make money is much more powerful than what I make by selling luxury jewelry, or I will simply close the store and sell corn with you." ”

Tang Yue's hands were soft, and he said to Lin Pengfei, who was also busy, a little self-deprecatingly.

If someone had told me three days ago that corn on the cob could sell for three hundred yuan each, and it was selling unusually well, Tang Yue would definitely think that he was crazy and talking nonsense.

But now Tang Yue realized that she was going crazy.

I'm going crazy to count all the money myself.

This corn cob is really sold for 300 yuan a piece, and so many people line up to buy it, not one by one, but ten corn cobs at a time.

If it weren't for the fact that the man next to him limited the maximum number of one-time purchases to ten, he would probably be robbed.

Yesterday, Tang Yue was still a little skeptical about the efficacy of this corn cob, but now she completely believes it.

If this corn cob didn't have that effect, there would never be so many people queuing up to buy this corn cob, this is word of mouth, real word of mouth!

Now Tang Yue was very curious, how could this corn cob have such a powerful effect.

"That's not going to work, I can't afford that salary!"

Lin Pengfei shook his head and said.

I can earn up to 300 yuan by selling a corn cob, and this Tang Yue can earn thousands or tens of thousands by selling a luxury ornament, where can I compare with her!

"You don't need to be paid, you can give me ten corn cobs a day, I don't want to ask for this!"

Tang Yue said with a smile.

"It's not high, but I still can't afford it!"

Lin Pengfei said, and he was busy selling corn on the cob.

Half an hour later, the twelve loads of corn cobs that Lin Pengfei brought over today were sold.

"Today's sale is out, if you still want to buy it, please be early tomorrow!"

Lin Pengfei said as people lined up.

There are about 20 people who haven't bought it.

"Boss, isn't there still a dozen corn cobs, why are they sold out?"

The middle-aged man in the first line pointed to a basket of more than a dozen corn cobs and said to Lin Pengfei.

"These dozen corn cobs are mine, you have to buy them and line up early tomorrow, otherwise, when it is your turn, there will be no more. ”

Tang Yue said in a good mood.

The little farmer next to him still had a conscience, and left a dozen corn cobs for himself, and did not help him for a morning.

Seeing Tang Yue say this, the group of people in line didn't say much, and just left.

The main thing is that these people at the end of the queue are simply those who see so many people queuing up to buy corn, and then queuing up to buy this extremely expensive corn cob.

To put it bluntly, it is a group of rich people who follow the trend.

It's not that I can't buy this corn cob, and I'm depressed.

"These dozen corn cobs are the reward I gave you today, how about it, I'm good!"

Lin Pengfei pointed to the dozen or so corn cobs in the basket and said with a smile to Tang Yue.

Fortunately, this Tang Yue was helping on the side, if he hadn't been helping on the side, he wouldn't have sold out this corn cob so quickly.

"Even if you have a conscience, my hand counts the money and it hurts. ”

Most of the people who came to buy corn on the cob today were elderly people, and many of them didn't know how to pay with their mobile phones, so they came with cash.

Tang Yue couldn't remember the number of sheets, how many pieces of money she counted, and it was estimated that there were tens of thousands.

"My hands are sore, it's okay, just eat a corn on the cob. ”

Lin Pengfei said this, so he took out a corn cob from the basket and handed it to Tang Yue and said.

"Would you like to eat a corn cob?"

Tang Yue was a little skeptical.

This corn cob is not a panacea, eat one and your hands will not ache?

"Won't you know if you try it?"

No matter how much she said about it, it didn't have any effect on her own experience.

At this time, reporter Xiaowan came to Lin Pengfei with a microphone: "Hello, I'm Xiaowan from Apple Video, can I interview you?"

Lin Pengfei glanced at the handsome female reporter holding the microphone, shook his head and said, "No!"

People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, Lin Pengfei doesn't want to be in the news, but he doesn't want everyone to know that his corn can be sold for 300 yuan a piece.

After all, people are prone to red-eyedness, and if this is famous, this trouble will follow.

It seems that this way of selling corn on the street is not working.

Lin Pengfei couldn't help frowning.

"Sir, I won't waste a few minutes of your time, aren't you selling corn? With our Apple video to promote you, your corn cob will definitely sell even more prosperously. ”

Xiaowan reporter hurriedly said.

I just interviewed several people who were queuing up to buy corn on the cob, although some of them didn't quite believe that this corn cob had such a miraculous effect.

But being able to get so many people lining up to buy this corn on the cob is very valuable news in itself.

It would be even better if we could dig out the secrets.

As for whether he is a liar, just now Xiaowan reporter watched from the side for a while, and the people in line bought this corn cob with real money, so it is certain that he is not a liar.

"I'm sorry I don't accept interviews, all citizens have the right to privacy, you can't interview me without my permission, let alone expose me, otherwise I will sue you. ”

Lin Pengfei said unhappily.

My corn cob is so good, I don't need the help of a journalist at all, it's better to keep myself farther away.

"You ......"

Reporter Xiaowan suddenly didn't know what to say.

Interviewing him by himself has no harm to him, it can improve his popularity, and this corn cob can also be sold more easily, originally, Xiaowan reporter felt that he would gladly accept it, but he never thought that he would refuse.

"There's nothing you don't ...... you"

Lin Pengfei said, and when he saw the photographer behind Xiaowan reporter holding the camera at him, his face suddenly changed, and he quietly kicked a small stone under his feet with his foot.

This stone is really not big, the size of a pea.

"Ah......h

As the photographer and doctor screamed, the middle-aged photographer who was originally holding the camera to shoot Lin Pengfei couldn't hold the camera, and with a "bang", the camera fell to the ground.

The original live broadcast was also cut off.

"Master Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

The reporter Xiaowan was also startled, and hurriedly ran over and asked relationally.

This is a program accident, the live program was interrupted due to camera damage, which is a very serious matter, and you will be criticized when you go back.

If you don't get it right, you will not only lose money, but you will also be expelled.

After all, the outdoor live broadcast camera of this TV station is expensive, and if it loses money, it is estimated that it will cost hundreds of thousands, two hundred thousand.

"I ...... My left arm, ...... hurt."

Master Zhang's painful face turned blue.

I didn't know what was going on just now, but this arm suddenly hurt, as if it had been hit by something, and it hurt so much that I couldn't even hold hundreds of thousands of cameras in my hand and fell to the ground.

If you make yourself compensate, you really can't afford to pay for it!

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