Chapter Seventy-Three: Hearsay
"What did Brother Sen say?" Jiang Azhi couldn't wait to ask.
Xie Guoqing's expression was low, but he seemed to have let go of the big stone in his heart, breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at Jiang Azhi on the side and was silent for a moment before saying: "Brother Sen told me to cover my wallet, be down-to-earth, and focus on the tourists in Huangshan." ”
"And what do you think?"
"I understand the truth, but ......"
Jiang Azhi looked at the hesitant Xie Guoqing and said, "It's right to listen to Brother Sen. Look at the vulgar videos you took, they have nothing to do with tea, if I want to buy tea, it's weird to buy it from you. Besides, we are neither a film company nor a star. Still thinking you can become an influencer? ”
Xie Guoqing is also an understanding person, knowing that becoming an Internet celebrity is like winning the lottery, naturally he will not expect to live by buying lottery tickets, but just thinking that the traffic will go up, maybe the business will be better.
Jiang Azhi continued: "In my opinion, the people above here are very empty. Brother Sen is right, there are many people who come to Huangshan every day to travel, and they can see and touch it. ”
At this time, Xie Guoqing also figured it out: "Okay, then let's focus on the present." ”
"Anyway, we are not in a hurry now, we don't have to worry about food, clothing, or housing."
As soon as Jiang Azhi's words fell, he heard a somewhat unfamiliar voice from outside the gate: "National Day, are you at home?" ”
"Who?"
"I'm Guoyu."
"Why did he come to our house?" Both of them were puzzled, they didn't interact much since they were children, and they suddenly came to visit the door, there must be a story in it.
"Here we are." Jiang Azhi answered and opened the door.
As soon as he entered the door, he said to Xie Guoqing with a smile on his face: "National Day, I heard that your family's e-commerce business is doing well. ”
"It's ......" As soon as Xie Guoqing spoke, Jiang Azhi knew that he had a good face and liked to be swollen and fat, what if he came to borrow money? Hurriedly pulled the corner of Xie Guoqing's back and snatched it and said, "Where, the business is very bad, we are all about to die." ”
To the surprise of the two, Xie Guoyu said more enthusiastically: "Then why don't you use the promotion package above?" It works very well. ”
"You've tried?"
Xie Guoyu replied with some humility: "No, I haven't tried it, but many friends around me have said that it is good." ”
Jiang Azhi asked, "Oh? Who are they? ”
"Who's that...... You don't know. ”
"Open it up and show us." Jiang Azhi said as he handed over the phone.
Xie Guoyu didn't expect these two people to be so serious, and explained awkwardly: "Oh, isn't this effect obvious, otherwise how could so many people use it?" ”
"Then why don't you use it?"
Jiang Azhi's rhetorical question made Xie Guoyu feel very uncomfortable, and awkwardly diverted the topic: "I suddenly remembered that there was something at home, and I will talk about it another day." With that, he turned and left.
Xie Guoqing and Jiang Azhi watched Xie Guoyu leave, and muttered: "What do you say he is doing?" Nervous. ”
When he returned home, Xie Guoyu's face was gloomy, and he poured a full glass of water and drank it all. Seeing this, my wife asked puzzledly, "What's wrong with you, your face is so ugly?" ”
"I just went to Xie Guoqing's house."
"What are you doing running to his house?"
"If you don't bring some people in, your heart will be panicked."
"And they came in?"
"Nope! I'm so unwilling. It's not because of you, who nagging in my ear all day long that this thing is good and can make a lot of money. Invested all the money in the family, and the result? There's a hair! ”
"I also heard what others said, why do you blame me? I'm not here for this home? As he spoke, he complained.
Xie Guoyu couldn't suppress the anger in his heart after hearing this, and was about to smash the thing in his hand, when he realized that it was the mobile phone, he stopped, flipped through his friend's dynamics, and scolded in his heart: "Why is it only me who loses money, they all make money." ”