Is it normal to live on the phone to help your boyfriend investigate the case?

Chapter 11 Not the Most Short of Money
The lowest cat hunting price of 200 yuan was cut down to 50 cats for various reasons——

Said that stray cats like to gather, and finding one is equivalent to finding a group; said that stray cats can’t run far, and it’s not a waste of time to find them in the community; own happiness.

Wang Wei really couldn't bear the power of the aunts, so he had to give in.

"If this continues, our investigation firm will not be far from closing down, right?" Wang Wei said with a heavy heart.

Qu Mingcong didn't have as many dramas as him. After reading the paper version of the information calmly, he said: "There are a few cats here that look familiar. I seem to have seen them today. If you encounter them on the road, you can catch them by the way. The electronic version of the photos will be posted later." I have one."

Wang Wei tapped on the keyboard, sent him an electronic version of the material, and said hesitantly: "Should we change our business strategy? Wu Daqiang and the others started live broadcasting recently. I used a trumpet to enter their live broadcast room last night." After looking at it, there are hundreds of people watching online, why don't we also do live broadcast?"

"Who is Wu Daqiang?" Qiao Yueying on the phone interrupted him and asked.

Wang Wei replied: "Wu Daqiang is an investigation firm founded by three brothers. We are the only two firms on the West Fourth Ring Road in Qingjiang City. The relationship between us can be said to be like ice and fire on the West Fourth Ring Road. Light and night on the West Fourth Ring, Ronaldo and Zidane on the West Fourth Ring..."

He paused, and looked at Qu Mingcong suspiciously: "By the way, what's your name as a netizen?"

Qiao Yueying said, "I'm Qiao..."

"Xiao Qiao." Qu Mingcong had expected it a long time ago, cut off her voice one step ahead, and said firmly, "Just call her Xiao Qiao."

"Oh, hello, little Qiao!" Wang Wei leaned over and stretched his neck to see what Qiao Yueying looked like.

But the phone was hanging on Qu Mingcong's chest, and he didn't intend to turn the phone around at all.

Wang Wei: "..."

He sat back awkwardly, and continued the topic just now: "Xiao Qiao should be a foreigner, so I may not be very clear. Our Qingjiang City is a city of urban legends, and various urban legends are widely spread. On the ring, there are popular legends about the cat-headed woman, and now Wu Daqiang's office is using the search for the cat-headed woman as a gimmick to broadcast live broadcasts on the side of the glass river every night."

"But the owl girl doesn't really exist, so it's impossible to find it." Qiao Yueying was puzzled, "Will anyone watch this kind of live broadcast?"

"Yes! That's great!" Wang Wei slapped his thigh hard, "There are so many boring people! It doesn't matter whether you can find the owl girl or not, anyway, it's just to join in the fun. At that time, Wu Daqiang's reputation will start. From then on, everyone will only If you know Wu Daqiang but don’t know Wang Xiaoming, the business in the West Fourth Ring Road will be monopolized by them!"

"Then what should we do?" Qiao Yueying couldn't help worrying about the future of the firm after listening to his analysis, "Why don't we start a live broadcast?"

Qu Mingcong silently twitched the corners of his mouth, too lazy to meddle, turned around and walked to the water dispenser to get water.

"Actually, that's what I mean too." Wang Wei looked serious, got up and chased after him and said, "Recently, I've watched a lot of live broadcasts, and I've gained a lot. In this era, traffic is king. To develop the fan economy, the traditional One set of business methods is already outdated! So, I thought, before Wu Daqiang’s live broadcast data is up, let’s start a live broadcast at night, how about it?”

"You go, I'm not free." Qu Mingcong picked up a paper cup to drink water, his reaction was very cold, "I'm going to the hospital tonight."

Wang Wei suddenly complained, "Don't refuse directly, Auntie won't stay in the hospital forever!"

Qu Mingcong said: "I have to go back to accompany her after I'm discharged from the hospital. I can't be busy outside during the day and don't stay at home at night. Her memory is already bad enough. If she doesn't see me again, she will forget even faster."

As soon as he said this, Wang Wei knew that there was nothing to do, but he was a little bit unwilling and continued to struggle: "Then... let's change the business hours. You will stay at home with your mother during the day and come out to work at night?"

Qu Mingcong snorted, squeezed the empty paper cups into balls and threw them into the trash can, "You, don't think that every time you come out, most of the orders in the office are looking for cats and dogs, which can only be done during the daytime. , how do you find it in the dark at night?"

"Then...then..." Wang Wei gritted his teeth, reluctantly took another step back, "Then change the live broadcast time to daytime! We can live broadcast during the daytime, right? If I put a mobile phone behind you, it won't affect you work."

Qu Mingcong shook his head and looked at him helplessly, "You and me? Then who will come to the shop?"

"...Xiaoqi?" Wang Wei had an idea and realized that this plan is feasible, "Anyway, she is idle at home, why not come over and help us look after the store."

"Do you have money to pay others? Or are you going to make people do free work? You go tell her and see if she is willing." Qu Mingzong ignored him and took out his helmet and motorcycle keys from the locker , waved his hand and left.

"I'm going to the hospital, remember to lock the door."

Watching Qu Mingcong leave, Wang Wei couldn't help heaving a long sigh. He looked down at his phone and found that Wu Daqiang's followers had increased again. After thinking about it, he couldn't be reconciled, so he placed an order to buy a set of live broadcast equipment.

……

Motorcycles are galloping on the road, and the wind in the evening reveals the chill of autumn.

Qiao Yueying couldn't feel the heat or cold on the phone, but she could see Qu Mingcong's hands tightly gripping the handlebar, with white knuckles.

After watching in silence for a while, she couldn't help but say, "Qu Mingcong, I think you're weird."

"What's wrong?" Qu Mingcong asked casually, staring ahead.

"It's just...you are obviously short of money, but you don't seem to be too keen on things that can make money." Qiao Yueying was very confused, "For example, the live broadcast that Wang Wei said just now may not be successful. But you don't even want to try, and I asked you to take me back to Qiao's house... Well, I admit that there is a risk. If I become what I am now, my dad may not recognize me, but what if? ? If it does, my dad will definitely give you a lot of money, aren't you tempted?"

She sighed heavily: "Oh! That's why I think you are so weird, I don't understand you."

The corner of Qu Mingcong's mouth twitched, "That's because I'm very short of money, but not the most short of money."

"Isn't it short of money?" Qiao Yueying frowned, "What do you mean?"

Qu Mingcong took a deep breath, and the autumn wind blew into his lungs with coolness. When he felt the cold, his tired mind became clearer.

"What I lack the most is time." He said calmly, "If I was only short of money, there would be no need to resign a year ago. The most convenient thing about this job now is that the time is flexible, there is no discipline, no order, and no sudden change. I need to rush to other places for urgent tasks, I can freely control my own pace of life, and don't have to worry that I will be powerless when my mother needs me..."

He looked at the white hospital building in the distance and said, "So, I don't have extra time to mess with those live broadcasts, and I don't want to take any risks that may break the rhythm of life."

Qiao Yueying listened silently and stopped talking.

(End of this chapter)