"You can mention any conditions."

Knowing Meng Chen's ability, Zhao Xinhua looked very happy.

Meng Chen's condition is only one, she is only temporarily helping Xinhua Garment Factory bring goods, as long as Yaoqin Studio starts to do live video, Meng Chen will immediately go back to Yaoqin Studio, so Meng Chen will not sign a brokerage contract with Zhao Xinhua.

Xinhua Garment Factory is now taking the route of supply advantage, and the sales volume of the live broadcast room completely depends on the price and quality advantages of the source, as well as the activity plan formulated by Yi Yao and Linlin, which has little to do with the anchor.

Moreover, the live broadcast room of Xinhua Garment Factory adopts a ten-hour live broadcast system, and more than a dozen anchors take turns to fight, and the account itself does not have the appeal of fans to the anchors.

Meng Chen's ability to bring goods is strong, she doesn't want a basic salary, as long as she has a sales commission and has a certain fan popularity, Zhao Xinhua has no reason to refuse.

However, Zhao Xinhua did not immediately agree to Meng Chen, but called Yi Yao first.

The current Zhao Xinhua is completely different from before, Zhao Xinhua also has a long memory after suffering a big loss last time, and the new project is completely operated by Yi Yao, and it seems very unauthentic to poach people from Yaoqin Studio at this time.

Yi Yao was still very relieved that Meng Chen could do this, and he was also very grateful that Zhao Xinhua could temporarily take Meng Chen in at this time.

In the morning, several people gathered in a wooden house halfway up the mountain, the Heiquan community was already in a state of exhaustion, although Li Xiang and Zhang Bin chose to stay, but it did not help solve the current problems of the Heiquan community.

"I still have tens of thousands of dollars in my hand, so let's scrape together the money and get past the current hurdle first."

Li wanted to mention pooling money, but Yi Yao didn't agree at all.

Now that she and Qin Mo have been dragged into the whirlpool, letting Li Xiang pay for it will only make more people fall into the quagmire, and more importantly, Yi Yao is not completely sure that he will be able to get through this hurdle in front of him. Once it fails......

"How long will the rest of the bamboo last?" Yi Yao asked Qin Mo next to him.

Qin Mo obviously has always been concerned about this issue, and blurted out: "Ten days at most, Zhao Defa agreed to postpone it for a month, according to Yunchuang's current sales volume, the remaining bamboo and finished products in the warehouse can only last for twenty days at most." It takes at least a week to transport the bamboo from the south, and it takes at most ten days to pinch the head and tail of the bamboo. ”

It is already difficult to raise money to solve the current problems of the Heiquan community in ten days, not to mention that there is also the bamboo weaving project of Yaoqin Studio waiting to be launched, Yi Yao has roughly calculated, if you want to prevent the flow of funds in the Heiquan community from being cut off, and you can start the bamboo weaving project, it is impossible without 300,000.

Where the money comes from is the crux of the matter.

Qin Mo mentioned the mortgage of the house again, but Yi Yao still insisted on disagreeing.

"If Yunchuang can control sales, we may have more time." Yi Yao said and looked up at Li Xiang.

Li thought about it and understood what Yi Yao meant, this matter was obviously the most suitable for him to discuss with Chen Lu, after all, the two were now nominally a couple.

Li Xiang originally planned to call, but felt that this seemed to be insincere, so he took the initiative to ask Chen Lu for lunch.

Receiving Li Xiang's invitation, Chen Lu was overjoyed, Chen Lu deliberately did not take the initiative to contact Li Xiang in the past two days, just hoping that Li Xiang would take the initiative to contact her, in this way, at least it can confirm that Li Xiang recognizes this relationship.

At noon, Li Xiang chose a very ordinary Chinese restaurant, and Chen Lu also arrived quickly.

Chen Lu brought Li Xiang a Philips razor, which Li Xiang had seen in the mall, and it was a few thousand smaller.

Seeing that Li Xiang was a little embarrassed, Chen Lu hurriedly explained: "The mall is holding an event, I bought it for five hundred yuan, and the last time I saw you, the razor was very old and I bought it before I changed it, you won't blame me, right?" ”

Chen Lu's thoughtfulness instantly resolved Li Xiang's embarrassment, and replied with a smile: "How come, I just think that I haven't bought you a gift yet......"

Chen Lu smiled slightly, put his hand on Li Xiang's hand, raised his head and said with a sunny face: "I don't care about that, as long as the two of us can be together, nothing matters." ”

Halfway through the meal, Li Xiang talked about the Heiquan community and asked Chen Lu if he could control Yunchuang's current bamboo weaving sales and help the Heiquan community buy some time.

Hearing about the Black Spring community, Chen Lu's mood instantly fell. Although she didn't show it, she seemed to mind that Li wanted to invite her to dinner in order to help Yi Yao solve the problem.

"I don't say anything about this matter, but I can help you ask, if Zhang Yunchuang agrees, maybe it will work."

Chen Lu didn't say anything to death, and cautiously maintained her relationship with Li Xiang.

When the meal was almost finished, Chen Lu suddenly asked Li Xiang: "Li Xiang, have you ever thought about coming back?" ”

Li Xiang was stunned for a moment, and looked up at Chen Lu: "Go back?" Yunchuang, you say? ”

Chen Lu squirmed: "I just think that we can have more time together when we work together, and ...... It's also convenient for us to take care of Auntie together," Seeing Li Xiang's hesitant look, Chen Lu immediately added: "It's okay, it's okay if you don't want to, I can take care of Auntie myself." ”

Li Xiang was silent for a moment, but still said, "I'll think about it." ”

……

However, it backfired, and in the afternoon, Chen Lu replied to Li Xiang that controlling sales would reduce the project's revenue, but Zhang Yunchuang disagreed. Moreover, Zhang Hai, the main person in charge of the project, has increased the intensity of MCN distribution, and the sales volume will only increase, not decrease.

Qin Mo, who got the news, couldn't help but say: "Yi Yao, your friend is really interesting." I can do things by myself, but I have to ask the leader, which is good. ”

Qin Mo's words are not unreasonable, Chen Lu is also the main operator of this project, and he has the right to control sales, but he just has to spend some time on the operation idea to deal with Zhang Yunchuang.

However, Yi Yao still retorted: "Do you think Yi Yao has so many ghosts like you? Can you just do it? ”

Yi Yao immediately rolled his eyes: "You have it, my villain's heart is okay, right?" ”

Just when a few people had a headache for funds, Lao Zhang found Qin Mo.

Although the repossession of shares is already underway, the workers of the Heiquan Bamboo Weaving Factory are not ready to continue to compete with Qin Yanshan. But there has been no raw material storage, and the employees are empty. Now there is a group of people who have set their sights on that batch of inferior bamboo, and are ready to mix it with qualified bamboo privately to make a finished product for storage.

Qin Mo didn't expect that Uncle Zhang, who had always advocated the processing of this batch of bamboo, would reveal this key information to him.

Old Uncle Zhang seemed to see Qin Mo's doubts, smiled and said: "I said before that the times have changed, and now this era is for you young people, you can choose to give up this batch of bamboo, Uncle Zhang is very surprised, but also very pleased." Times have changed, but some things don't break. ”

Qin Mo could see that although the Heiquan community was in a difficult situation now, Uncle Zhang's eyes were more joyful.

Times have changed, but some things don't break. Old Uncle Zhang saw the adherence to quality and tradition from Qin Mo and Yi Yao, which is indeed a thing to be happy about.

After Uncle Zhang left, Qin Mo was in a daze for a long time, until Yi Yao came over and asked her, "What are you going to do?" Sell that batch of bamboo? ”

Qin Mo shook his head, as if he already had an idea: "Look at me, you'll know tonight." ”

Although the quality of that batch of bamboo is not up to par, it is not unusable, even if the handmade bamboo weaving is not up to standard, it is not impossible to sell it to other processing plants to make bamboo rafts and garden building materials.

But Qin Mo didn't choose to sell that batch of bamboo, and throughout the afternoon, a sentence would always come to Qin Mo's mind: If it is not broken, it will not stand.

She also wants to sell this batch of bamboo, although it doesn't make much money, but at least it is an income. But Qin Mo knows that there are some things that have no way out, and they can't retreat. Only by destroying this batch of bamboo can the workers who want to reduce the quality in exchange for profits completely die.

In the evening, Qin Mo asked people to move the batch of bamboo to the wilderness next to the Black Spring community.

Qin Mo specially chose a piece of land, inspected it back and forth several times, and in the puzzled eyes of everyone, Qin Mo took out the gasoline that had been prepared and poured it on the bamboo, and before people could step forward to stop it, Qin Mo lit a cigarette and threw it at the bamboo.

In an instant, the fire soared into the sky, and 200,000 bamboos would eventually turn to ashes.

At the beginning, the crowd was full of sighs and sighs, but it didn't take long for the cheers of Yi Yao and several people to infect the crowd, Zhang Bin didn't know where to get the stereo, and Liu Huan's passionate and high-pitched "Start Again" was played over and over again......

People danced around the firelight, rejoicing as if nothing had happened.

The next day, Xing Ziyang, who had disappeared for a few days, suddenly came to the Black Spring community. Knowing that Meng Chen had gone to Xinhua Garment Factory, Xing Ziyang was very surprised.

"Sister Yi Yao, didn't you say that you would do a bamboo weaving reading project? Why haven't you started yet? ”

Xing Ziyang asked innocently.

Qin Mo didn't have a good impression of Xing Ziyang, so he stretched out his hand in front of Xing Ziyang and grinned back, "Are you rich?" If we have the money, we will start now. ”

Xing Ziyang asked, "How much?" ”

Qin Mo shrugged: "Not much, 400,000 is enough." ”

Qin Mo looked like a hanger and was ready to see Xing Ziyang's jokes, but he didn't expect Xing Ziyang to really take out a bank card from his bag and put it in Qin Mo's hand.