"Oops... Buy a few more......"

"What about the people, are they all gone?"

Zhao Feng was still sitting in front of the computer trying to keep it, but now there are still people in the live broadcast room, and it is empty.

It can be said that Zhao Feng was the first anchor to break the record, and before the anchor went off the air, the fans ran out first.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Feng was not angry, but checked the background data beautifully.

It can be seen that in just a short period of time, more than 4,000 kitchen knives have been purchased.

Among them, the most amazing thing for him was that the netizen named "I want to eat on time today" before, the other party ordered 500 handfuls, which accounted for one-eighth of the order.

"Good."

"Is this guy buying it back for wholesale?"

Zhao Feng's eyes widened and he let out a sound of exclamation.

But immediately, such thoughts were all washed away by the excitement that followed, and Zhao Feng left it behind.

According to what he said before, the commission for a handful is twenty yuan, ten is two hundred, one hundred is two thousand, and one thousand is twenty thousand......

Grunt!

At the end of the count, Zhao Feng swallowed his uncontentious saliva, looked at the long string of numbers on his phone, and his eyes widened.

Ninety thousand dollars!

Earn 90,000 yuan in one night.

This is something he would never have dared to think of in his previous life.

Re-traveling, he hopes to calm down and enjoy life, unlike in his previous life, running around for money for a lifetime, and in the end he has no half of the eldest son in his trouser pocket.

I didn't think that there would be an unexpected gain this time.

Ninety thousand dollars!

90,000 yuan in one afternoon, so much money I don't know how to spend it.

Turning off the computer, Zhao Feng got up and opened the door and left the house with a leisurely pace.

If you make money, you have to spend it.

Let's go for a small barbecue first.

......

The words are divided into two ends.

In Jiangyang City, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes sat in front of the gate of a factory with a sad face, looking at the empty factory, and kept sighing.

Wu Hai is the boss of the Sixteen Sons.

And the empty factory in front of him, the factory that doesn't even have people, is the processing factory of the sixteen kitchen knives.

Adhering to the old man's last wish, Wu Hai's greatest wish is to be able to carry forward his kitchen knife, make a good knife, and let everyone use the best kitchen knife.

Who would have thought that in this era, people don't look at quality at all, they only look at publicity, and whoever advertises well, they will buy whom.

This has led to a very serious consequence, such as their factories that are fully invested in R&D and production, no one is optimistic at all, or even no one looks at it.

Looking at the sixteen signboards erected at the gate of the factory, Wu Hai was extremely distressed, and turned his head forcibly, ready to leave.

Today will be the first day he declares bankruptcy, and it will also be the last day of the existence of the sign of the Sixteenth Son.

He didn't expect that one day he would destroy the factory that his father had taught him with his own hands.

Wu Hai's steps were very heavy, as if he had been filled with lead, and he had no strength and couldn't lift his legs.

And at this very moment......

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

"Something big, something big!!"

A young man with shiny hair rushed into the factory gate from the outside on an electric car.

The electric car galloped all the way, until it was less than five meters away from Wu Hai, and the young man knew how to brake, so he almost beat Wu Hai and output it close to his face.

At this time, Wu Hai was no longer in the mood to worry about the other party, even if it was a big thing today, what could it be more serious than the closure of his factory?

"What's wrong, Xiao Liu!" He asked casually, this was already a casual sentence for him, but the young man who could be called Xiao Liu, the next words were like a bombshell, slamming into his head, and he was stunned.

"Our factory is on fire!"

"There was an anchor who openly smeared us on the Internet, and then our factory became popular, and more than 4,000 kitchen knives were sold in one night!" Liu Minghui said excitedly.

......

"What... What ......"

"You... You repeat? ”

Wu Hai's eyes widened, revealing an expression of disbelief, four thousand kitchen knives a day, such a big list was only once when his father was alive, and he had never heard of it again.

He doubted that Xiao Liu, this guy, should have said this because he wanted to take advantage of the closure of the factory and ridicule him fiercely.

Thinking of this, his eyes on the former changed instantly.

Feeling the suspicion in Wu Hai's eyes, Liu Minghui couldn't smile bitterly, and in desperation, he could only take out the screen recording of Zhao Feng's live broadcast before and let Wu Hai watch it.

But before that, he first showed Wu Hai the delivery order.

"Boss, look, it's hard for me to cheat you on this kind of thing!" Liu Minghui immediately threw the order out.

In an instant, when Wu Hai saw clearly the amount on the order and the undoubted order quantity, his heart felt like an earthquake, and his pupils shook wildly.

"Four thousand five hundred and thirty-two!"

"Xiao, Xiao Liu, I read it right......"

At this time, Wu Hai's voice was trembling.

According to the previous agreement, Zhao Feng is responsible for selling the goods, and all the goods sold are packaged and shipped by them.

There are more than 4,000 of them.

Before the collapse of the Wuhai factory, I had never seen such a large order, scattered and scattered, at most, it sold hundreds of handfuls a day, and this was still a certain boss friend who knew and wanted to open a chain hotel and order from him.

It is conceivable how far the sixteenth son has fallen under his management.

If it were possible, how could he let go of his ancestral inheritance and file for bankruptcy instead.

Suddenly a surprise fell from the sky, which made Wu Hai a little incredulous, and even suspected that he was in a dream, and Liu Minghai on the other side didn't understand his boss.

However, now is not the time to sigh, and it is true that the delivery should be arranged as soon as possible.

He hurriedly urged Wu Hai to say this: "Boss, let's arrange the delivery as soon as possible, I just confirmed that our inventory is enough, and there are at least hundreds of thousands of different types of kitchen knives." ”

"Yes, yes, the delivery is important, the delivery is important!"

"Xiao Liu, you hurry up and call the big guy to the factory, I will contact the courier company, and the anchor, when this time passes, I must thank him."

"No matter what way he goes, he is simply the lifesaver of our sixteen sons."

"I decided, except for the wages of the workers and the operating costs of the factory, I will not earn a penny, all the money, all the money will be used as a commission for this anchor!"

Wu Hai woke up like a dream, and with a wave of his hand, he directly increased Zhao Feng's commission by 50%.

Compared with the survival of the sixteen sons, what is there to be reluctant to give up with little money?

Looking at his boss's radiant appearance, Liu Minghui's expression flashed unnaturally, and the mobile phone he was holding tightly was subconsciously hidden behind his back.

If his boss knew that his life-saving benefactor, during the live broadcast, he vigorously slandered his sixteen sons, and said that the sixteen sons were defective, I am afraid that he would not be as happy as he is now.

The employees in their factory know that their boss loves knives like life, and they can't tolerate others saying that their products are not good at all.