struggle in a small town

Chapter 384 I Don't Compete With Them
Little stupid bear's changes can't be seen in a short period of time. After the Double Eleven battle is over, little stupid bear broke through the siege with a dark horse attitude, rushed into the top ten, and ranked eighth.

The peers were not only surprised, but also frightened.

At the beginning of the year, Little Clumsy Bear was just a little-known small factory on the verge of bankruptcy. In just a few short months, it has already made it to the list.

This turnaround was too beautiful.

After a little investigation, it turns out that there is no capital injected into Little Clumsy Bear, and today's achievements are entirely due to Zhang Xuejiao's live broadcasts.

This is the fifth year for Zhang Xuejiao to participate in the Double Eleven promotion, and her mentality is much calmer.

Before the live broadcast, Zhao Mengmeng took her alone and talked a lot, such as the pre-sales of "Lipstick No. [-] Brother" and how scary the fans of the queen of goods are, so she must not take it lightly.

Zhang Xuejiao said at the time: "I don't compare with them, as long as I sell more than last year, I will win. Last year, I sold 9000 million. This year, I am satisfied with more than [-] million."

During the live broadcast, in order to stimulate her, Zhao Mengmeng dangled a small whiteboard in front of her, with the words: He sold 6 million in [-] minutes.

Zhang Xuejiao turned a blind eye and continued to sell according to her own pace. No matter how much others sold, she would not pay her a penny. What's the use of getting angry?

When the time came to 11:11 on November 24th, the final data was also fixed in history. After all, Zhang Xuejiao had not sold the other two top anchors, and only sold 8000 million.

Zhao Mengmeng's "Lipstick No. [-] brother" sold one billion yuan.

Another, more than 3 million.

During the summary meeting, Zhao Mengmeng persuasively persuaded: "Mr. Zhang, why don't you sell cosmetics? Look at other people, all the hot items are cosmetics. A set of skin care products is thousands of yuan, and a lipstick costs two dollars." Three hundred, how much are you selling?"

Zhang Xuejiao heard him say that more than once, and didn't take it to heart at all.

Zhao Mengmeng flipped through the information, and the more she looked at it, the more angry she became: "You have to market yourself. Who doesn't have anything to talk about these days? You can't just stay in the live broadcast room to sell goods, you have to go out to attract attention."

Zhang Xuejiao went out of her left ear and went in her right ear.

"Mr. Zhang, did you hear what I said?"

"I heard." Zhang Xuejiao tapped the notebook in front of her with a pen: "But I am Xixi's mother, I don't want to do this, understand?"

Zhao Mengmeng doesn't understand.

Zhang Xuejiao looked at Lin Tiantian: "You explain to him."

"Sister Jiao means that she is unwilling to use this method to affect Xixi's three views, making Xixi think that marketing casually and bringing goods on live broadcasts is a successful life."

Zhang Xuejiao nodded.

Lin Tiantian thought for a while, and continued: "Xixi often attends meetings with her, and she must be able to see how hard Sister Jiao is usually. I think this is what Sister Jiao wants to tell Xixi. The only way is to work hard and be serious. Only when you deal with it can you reap success.”

"Hey, I really didn't think so deeply." Zhang Xuejiao couldn't help laughing: "I took Xixi with me because she only clings to me!"

At the critical moment, it was Zuo Ting who spoke: "It's getting late, let's end the meeting. Tomorrow we will start the one-month Apple sales war."

Zhao Mengmeng pulled Zhang Xuejiao relentlessly: "Think about it, they sold one billion yuan in one night, even if there is only 10% of the share, it is still [-] million."

Zhang Xuejiao looked at him quietly, too lazy to speak.

She had already discovered that she and Zhao Mengmeng had extremely inconsistent views at certain times.

But she has always been tolerant, as long as she doesn't make mistakes in the general direction, everyone can still get along well.

"How many people are behind you?" Zhao Mengmeng was really worried for her: "Salary, bonus, dividends, taxes, all kinds of expenses, how much is left in your hands?"

"Mr. Zhang, boss, don't you want to buy a few sets of good clothes to wear? Change a car and drive?"

"I don't want to." Zhang Xuejiao smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "The dividend at the end of the year is enough for you to buy a good car, come on~"

After she finished speaking, she left.

Zhao Mengmeng followed behind: "If you continue to respond negatively like this, the people behind will run ahead of you."

The two walked to the parking place one after the other, Zhang Xuejiao remembered that the car had been driven home by Lin Zhiyuan, and she was going to take a ride with Simon.

But there was nothing in sight, Simon's car was gone.

Now Zhao Mengmeng has found a point of support: "Look, if you buy an extra car, how about blowing the cold wind in the middle of the night?"

Zhang Xuejiao was amused by him: "I admit that I am stupid, so why are you blowing cold wind with me?"

"You and I"

Zhao Mengmeng seemed to have been punched by someone, and her chest was tight.

Zhang Xuejiao looked at the time, it was indeed very late, and it was not easy to go out and take a taxi, should I call my husband?
Or sleep in a hotel and go back tomorrow?
When she was hesitating, Zhao Mengmeng spoke again in a dull voice: "Sometimes I really don't understand what you want. You don't want to make that money, I understand. But you don't accept all kinds of invitations." , If you don't go to accept the award, what are you planning?"

Zhang Xuejiao clicked on the phone: "I'm a lazy person, too lazy to think about too complicated things, just do what I want to do and make myself happy."

"You stay in the live broadcast room 365 days a year, feel guilty about Xixi, feel guilty about your husband, is that the happy life you want?"

Zhang Xuejiao had already moved her fingers to the word "husband", but when she heard this, she turned off her phone, pulled up the collar of her clothes, and crossed her arms to answer the question: "It's really cold."

Zhao Mengmeng untied the scarf and threw it on her shoulder: "The sample from Qi's head office is very warm."

Zhang Xuejiao turned around and was surprised: "I didn't see it, we Mengmeng still use women's models."

"President Qi's special couple's style, have you read the information?"

"I was wrong." Zhang Xuejiao put the scarf on slowly, and took this opportunity to think about how to reply. She had no choice but to say casually: "I am very vain sometimes. I especially like to hear people say thank you. I helped others bring goods for free, and I was very satisfied when I heard them thank me sincerely."

"It is a kind of spiritual pleasure, irreplaceable and unique."

Zhao Mengmeng's expression was really indescribable, as if she saw the back wall of the mental hospital collapsed, a group of patients ran out from inside, and then Zhang Xuejiao not only did not run with the large army, but stood under the wall and prepared to climb into the hospital.

What a bummer this is.

"This is my little secret. Even my husband doesn't know it. I'm afraid he will dislike my hypocrisy and vanity and destroy my image in his heart."

Zhang Xuejiao smiled and stretched out her right little finger: "Lagou, don't tell others, or you will be a puppy."

Zhao Mengmeng flirted with her: "I think you just think I'm annoying by nagging, so you made up a reason to fool me."

"I'm serious." Zhang Xuejiao leaned forward: "Look at my big sincere eyes, are they full of sincerity?"

Zhao Mengmeng took two steps back: "Mr. Zhang, I don't want to be so seductive."

Zhang Xuejiao rolled her eyes: "You are so annoying, will you let me go home? There are still a lot of things to do tomorrow."

After she finished speaking, she immediately called Lin Zhiyuan and asked him to pick it up.

In the middle of the night, afraid that she would be in danger, Zhao Mengmeng accompanied her to the gate, watched her get into Lin Zhiyuan's car, and then turned back to the dormitory.

On the way, he remembered Zhang Xuejiao's words, and cursed bitterly: "I believe you!"

(End of this chapter)