Yan Zijin dragged Ou Junyan to a nearby Thai restaurant to try it out, and encountered a thin depth of field in the parking lot, and suddenly asked Ou Junyan to stop quickly!

Yan Zijin pulled down the window and shouted, "Bo Jingshen, where are you going, come and eat together!" ”

Bo Jingshen thought about it, didn't refuse, and got into the car very well.

Yan Zijin is a talker, and he can't be idle: "You have such a good appointment today, I thought you were going to run away with you again-"

The words stopped suddenly, Yan Zijin braked suddenly, and said, "The old classmate is eating!" ”

Ou Junyan: "Old classmate? ”

Yan Zijin deliberately patted Bo Jingshen's shoulder and winked at him: "Yes, he has an old classmate who has always made an appointment with him recently!" ”

Ou Junyan was very interested: "What do old classmates do?" ”

Bo Jingshen deliberately glanced at Yan Zijin a few times, and when he frantically hinted that his face was about to be deformed, he said slowly: "Well, old classmate." ”

Suddenly thinking of something, Bo Jingshen asked: "Have you ever thought about adding a public welfare section to your fun life, making it similar to planting trees with love, or raising chickens to donate love lunches?" ”

Ou Junyan complained: "If you say that you can send fruits with love or raise chickens to send pre-ordered products, then you can still attract a little traffic to come over and do charity?" That's something that the big guy will only think about after he becomes famous. ”

Bo Jingshen was silent, and said after a while: "Also, I think it's bad." ”

Charitable?

I'm afraid everyone's first reaction is that they can't eat enough, what kind of charity!

Besides, fun life is a product in the field of short video, and the content currently covered by short videos is strange, and it does not focus on shopping, and it is too difficult to rely on consumption to attract donations, and I don't have this ability.

Bo Jingshen said lightly: "But it can be made into a live broadcast to bring goods, and the anchor section is still popular." ”

Ou Junyan couldn't help but nodded, "Yes, this field is okay, but it can't be done yet, we have to expand the quality and classification of content a little more." ”

Bo Jingshen: "Then you can only increase the subsidy of the original creator, and the traffic price must also be increased." ”

Ou Junyan's eyebrows danced: "As long as there is traffic and customers can be retained, everything is easy to say." ”

However, charity was still remembered by Ou Junyan, and they came to the Thai restaurant, and when they were halfway through the meal, Ou Junyan asked:

"Why did you suddenly mention engaging in traffic charity, I didn't see you interested in public welfare before."

Although Bo Jingshen did not study at the same university as them, they worked together on projects, and everyone had a deep relationship with each other.

In the past, when the team was developing in the early stage, Bo Depth of Field was the kind of thing he would do what he should do, and he would not be enthusiastic about doing what he shouldn't do.

Bo Jingshen has a wide range of interests and hobbies, and when he sees a suitable stock and has no funds to enter, he casually sells his suite to make money, and leaves when the stock makes a wave, and looks for a good real estate investment again.

Not limited to China, there are also several properties abroad.

Investments are not limited to stocks, but there are also scattered investments in restaurants.

Anyway......

Ou Junyan doesn't know how to describe and summarize the thin depth of field, he can only say that people with high IQ and a good starting point can easily seize the opportunity to make money.

No matter how much he tossed, he never saw a time when he had a loss!

Bo Jingshen's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he smiled ruffianly, only hooking up the dimples on half of his face, and he didn't hesitate: "I've always liked public welfare." ”

"Gross!" Yan Zijin gave a vomit performance on the spot.

"You like to do public welfare, why don't you help me, a poor man!"

Ou Junyan also sweated, and he didn't believe it.