Rebirth starts from e-commerce

Chapter 467 I want to become a dragon
On this New Year's Eve night.

Netizens are complaining about the Spring Festival Gala, and the red envelopes shaken out are not enough to waste traffic.

In the operation group of Xiaopozhan, a group of people are discussing enthusiastically.

"How is the New Year's greetings?"

"Good news, the number of online users has exceeded one million!"

"The big boss should be watching secretly, we must continue to work hard, and don't let the big boss down!"

"It's a pity that we don't know what the XP of the big boss is, otherwise we can arrange more materials on that."

"Of course it's Baisi, Baisi can't be wrong."

"You heretic, black silk is the absolute justice."

"Is it possible? It's just a guess. It's not necessarily true. The big boss wants them all?"

……

This is a day of fun for the whole family.

People wandering outside all return home one after another, and the whole family gathers together to welcome the arrival of the new year.

People make an appointment not to beat or scold children on this day.

But Yu Xixi's family is quite different.

She handed over the 5 yuan she earned from working for a year to her parents, then sat down on the other side of the sofa with her head down.

After the mother finished counting the money, she asked angrily:

"Didn't you say that your monthly salary is more than 1?"

"Why did you only get back [-]?"

"Where did the rest of the money go?"

"Your brother is going to get married next year, and he hasn't bought a house yet."

"As the eldest sister, can't you think more about your brother?"

"What's the use of you big sister?"

"What's the use for me to give birth to you?"

……

Yu Xixi shrank her head, silently enduring her mother's anger.

She didn't say how expensive the rent in Yangcheng was.

He didn't say that he hasn't bought new clothes for a long time.

Not to mention that I had a serious illness and spent a lot of money.

Because she suddenly knew that no matter how much money she handed in, or how many reasons she had, she would still be scolded.

The TV is playing the seventh program of the Spring Festival Gala, the song sung by Wang Zhengliang: "Where does the time go"

The old tree in front of the door grows new shoots

The dead trees in the yard are blooming again

Half survived a lot of words

Hidden in white hair

little feet in memory

chubby little mouth

Give him love all your life
just for that dad

where did all the time go

Not enjoyed young age good enough before turning old
have children for a lifetime
My head is full of children crying and laughing

……

This song is singing and crying thousands of families at this moment.

But Yu Xixi couldn't hear anything, because the singing on the TV was completely covered by her mother's scolding.

Finally she couldn't take it anymore, got up and walked back to the room, shutting the door of her mother's scolding.

Sitting on the bed alone, holding his head and weeping silently.

After a while, she raised her head and wiped away her tears.

She took out her mobile phone and opened the app of Xiaopozhan.

There is also a small Spring Festival Gala here, but there are not many people watching it.

There is no family fun here.

Not much value either.

There is no praise and no emotion.

There's just a bunch of weird people here.

Doing some weird things.

But this is her little world.

There must always be a place for little ones and big kids like her.

……

……

Luo Xiu watched the Spring Festival Gala with his family.

He had already watched the program in it once before he was reborn, and it didn't make much sense to watch it again now.

He knows the reversal and ending of the skit, and those jokes are also outdated in his opinion.

But he still watched with his parents very seriously.

Because throughout the whole year, he didn't have much time like this to be with his parents.

At 12 o'clock in the evening, with the end of the final countdown, the little bunting finally stopped.

Luo Xiu got up and hugged his parents one by one, wishing them a happy new year and letting them go to bed early.

Then he took Guan Shiyu's hand to the balcony to watch the night outside.

This year's Spring Festival fireworks display in Yangcheng has been completely stopped, and residents are prohibited from setting off firecrackers.

At this time, the city is very quiet, there are no gorgeous fireworks, and there is no strong smell of firecrackers.

But these are not important, what is important is who you are with at the moment.

Guan Shiyu snuggled into his arms, raised her cute face and asked, "What's your New Year's wish?"

"Me?" Luo Xiu smiled and said, "I have too many wishes."

"Then say something simple, easy to implement."

"Simple? Let me think about it, then become the richest man. This is simple enough."

"It's not easy at all, okay?" Guan Shiyu asked him with a smile, "Why do you want to become the richest man?"

"It's... a bit embarrassing to say it."

"Say it quickly, I just want to hear about shame." Guan Shiyu suddenly became excited.

"Then, I'm only telling you."

Luo Xiu climbed on the railing of the balcony, "I want to do an experiment to see if I can build a fairer business environment."

"Do you think the current business environment is unfair?"

"A merchant sells a product that costs 100 yuan on the platform for 200 yuan, and gets a price difference of 100 yuan. And for the 100 yuan gross profit, he has to hand over 95 yuan to the platform, and he only earns a net profit of 5 yuan. Is it fair? ?”

"Our Pinru products don't have such a low net profit, right? We can achieve at least 20%."

"Of course our profits are ideal, but more merchants are just working for the platform, even working hard for a year, and they still have to lose a lot of promotion fees to the platform."

What Luo Xiu said hadn't even happened yet.

After another two or three years.

Farmers who toil to grow their crops do not make money.

Workers who toil to make products do not make money.

Even capitalists who own the means of production and run factories do not make money.

For a commodity, more than 90% of the profits are taken by the platform.

Players recharge 10 yuan in the game, the game platform takes 9 yuan, and the company that makes the game can only get 1 yuan.

In order to sell the products, the merchants will give up 200% of the profits to the top anchors with goods.

The income of a video anchor can be greater than the profits of a hundred listed companies.

……

Is this fair?

Luo Xiu is not that kind of egalitarian.

I also don't believe in absolute fairness in the world.

He also believes that capable people and those who work harder should earn far more money than ordinary people.

But it shouldn't be such a disparity.

No matter how high the personal ability of a delivery anchor is, it should not be higher than 100 well-run listed companies.

It shouldn't be, it's unfair, but it became a reality a few years later.

Luo Xiu didn't have an answer at this time, and didn't know why this happened.

So he's going to do it himself.

He wants to earn the money himself.

Then think again, why is the money mine?
He wants to defeat the dragon.

Then become a dragon.

Finally, stand on the standpoint of the dragon and think about the fairness of the world.

……

These thoughts were a little secondary, so he just kept them in his heart and never said them out.

Now I only say to Guan Shiyu alone:
I want to be the richest man!

"Then what's your New Year's resolution?" Luo Xiu asked back.

"Me? Then help you become the richest man."

(End of this chapter)