After returning to the countryside to farm, I brought the whole village to become rich

Chapter 95
Before going to bed, Shen Qiuqiu opened the Wheatfield Video APP and took a look, only to find that the few photos he had casually sent out in the afternoon had aroused huge reactions from netizens.

She carefully read the comments of netizens, and they were roughly divided into three types.

Those who oppose the use of pesticides; those who support the rational use of pesticides;

However, rational netizens still account for the majority. The first hot comment is a popular science post about pesticides and fertilizers by a netizen whose ID is [Dora is a dream], and the number of likes has exceeded [-].

Shen Qiuqiu gave him a thumbs up, and replied below: [Thanks for the enthusiastic students for popularizing science. 】

Then, after thinking for a while, she still posted a sticky comment in the comment section.

[Shen Family Courtyard: Although I am a rural child, I have been studying and working outside before, and I know very little about agriculture.

After returning to rural development half a year ago, I began to learn relevant agricultural knowledge through the Internet and books, and planted a strawberry garden.

Because I read a lot of reports and public opinions on the Internet, I personally resisted the use of pesticides at the beginning.

But because of my ignorance, my strawberry seedlings became sick and infected with thrips.

That's why the scene you saw today came about.

I consulted the relevant agricultural technician, and he told me that the reason why pesticides were developed was to help farmers eliminate crop diseases and insect pests.The use of pesticides within a reasonable range can effectively prevent and control pests and diseases and ensure the safety of crop production.

My original intention of growing strawberries is also to grow pollution-free strawberries that everyone can eat with confidence.

Therefore, please rest assured that pesticides will never be abused. (PS. Within a reasonable range, I will still use it when it is time to use it, but please rest assured that the pesticide residues in my strawberries will never exceed the standard.)】

Not long after the comment was posted, it received a lot of likes.

The following replies are all uniform: [Support Xiaohua. 】

It looked very heartwarming.

Shen Qiuqiu looked at it for a while, and was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep, when the WeChat notification tone "Ding Dong" and "Ding Dong" kept ringing.

This kind of rhythm, there is no one else except Li Mao.

[Li Mao: I'll go, you're popular. 】

[Li Mao: These netizens are really in a hurry, and they can make you a hit with just a few pesticides. 】

[Li Mao: It seems that you have been quite free recently, and you still have time to write small essays on the Internet at night. 】

Shen Qiuqiu was lying on the bed in a suspender skirt, turned on the camera, took a photo of her plastered shoulder and sent it to her.

[Zhizhi Taotao Qiuqiu: [picture]]

[Zhizhi Taotao Qiuqiu: The farmer sister is working hard, okay, you are still talking sarcasticly, do you still want to eat strawberries? 】

Li Mao clicked on the photo, but before he could look at it, a colleague's urging sound came from outside the door.

"Li Mao, hurry up, I'll be there in 10 minutes."

Yes, at 10:30 in the middle of the night, social animal Li Mao is still working overtime at the company for meetings.

During the 10-minute break in the meeting, she checked the wheat field video, and happened to see the controversial article [Shen's Small Courtyard], which was pushed to the popular video, and happened to see Shen Qiuqiu's essay.

That's why he sent Shen Qiuqiu messages of condolences in the middle of the night.

Seeing that the time was running out, and she couldn't care less about comforting her good sister, she hurriedly put the phone back in her pocket.

When I came out of the bathroom, my colleague joked, "You are constipated, it takes 10 minutes to squat in."

While washing his hands, Li Mao replied: "I'm too sleepy, people are confused, squatting on the toilet to touch fish for a while."

After drying their hands, the two returned to the conference room arm in arm.

The door of the conference room was open, but it was quiet, without any sound.

Li Mao asked doubtfully, "Why is there no sound? Could it have already started?"

The moment she stepped into the door, she finally understood why the conference room that accommodated more than 20 people was silent.

On the projection screen in the conference room was a very familiar photo.

Under the dim light, most of the girl's fair shoulders were covered by her hair, and the small half of her shoulders was covered with plaster. The exposed half of her small face was slightly haggard, cold and pure, with a kind of beauty that I still feel pity for.

The big boss Jiang Jincheng sat at the conference table, frowning and looking at the projection screen in front of him, his expression was gloomy.

The other colleagues lowered their heads one after another, not daring to speak.

Li Mao's eyes widened suddenly, and he suddenly remembered that he was the last to speak in the first half of the meeting, the laptop was connected to the conference room display, and the WeChat on the PC was still logged in.

Help! ! !What kind of large-scale social death scene is this!

She frantically took out her mobile phone and canceled the PC login status of WeChat.

Jiang Jincheng turned his head to look at Li Mao, with a trace of sullenness in his flat and cold voice, "Be careful next time."

"Okay, Mr. Jiang." Li Mao shrank his neck, tiptoed to his seat and sat down.

Vice President Song Qihui laughed softly, Jiang Jincheng turned his head and glanced at him, the latter quickly suppressed his smile, cleared his throat, and said, "Okay, everyone is here, the meeting continues."

Zhiyi Technology's meeting lasted until 11:30, discussing some technical issues, as well as the company's future development trend and the upcoming new features of Ryefield Video.

Coming out of the conference room, a male colleague called Li Mao, "Your best friend is pretty, do you have a boyfriend? If not, hey, what do you think of me?"

Li Mao sized him up from head to toe with critical eyes, and then refused politely: "Sorry, you are not her type."

Song Qihui, who was following them, happened to hear it, and asked with a smile, "Then what type does she like?"

Li Mao turned his head and saw the cold eyes of the big boss. After saying hello, he trotted away.

When Li Mao returned home, it was already twelve o'clock.

Shen Qiuqiu must have fallen asleep at this time, but Li Mao was so full of guilt that he couldn't fall asleep at all.

So, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Shen Qiuqiu's number.

After calling three times, the phone was picked up.

Shen Qiuqiu's slightly irritated voice rang through the phone, "Li Mao, disturbing someone's sleep is like murdering someone for money."

Li Mao laughed for a while, then coughed, and said cautiously: "I can't help it, my conscience hurts too much, I won't be able to sleep well without an apology."

Shen Qiuqiu was sleepy, turned over, and asked muttering, "It's the middle of the night, what did you do to apologize to me?"

Li Mao was hesitant about what to say so as not to end in a miserable end. After thinking for a long time, he said, "There is good news and there is bad news. Which one do you want to hear?"

Shen Qiuqiu replied without thinking, "Bad news."

This is different from what Li Mao thought, she cleared her throat, "Cough! Let's talk about the good news first, the mall function you are looking forward to is expected to be available by the end of next month.

How is it, is it a surprise or a surprise? "

There was no special reaction from Shen Qiuqiu, and he asked persistently, "What about the bad news?"

Li Mao took a deep breath and briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter.

At the end, he said: "That's how things are, and I didn't do it on purpose. I'm sorry, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again next time. The beautiful, kind and generous Miss Shen Qiuqiu, please forgive me this time."

Shen Qiuqiu pinched the center of his brows with a headache, "Li Mao, you are really cheating people. I will clean you up next time we meet and go to bed."

After that, he hung up the phone directly.

(End of this chapter)