Selling pineapples live, but you are eyeing my farm tools?

Chapter 53 VIPs please, one bracelet.

Chen Guang didn't know how to explain it to the elders in his family.

Wuzhishan has a bad reputation.

Because of the poor information, it is only limited to the honey dealers and those who came here. If this big boss makes a wave of publicity, it will tear down everyone's fig leaf.

There is a fig leaf, and it can be said with others.

Without a fig leaf, you can only listen to what others say.

"You Wuzhishan like to lack catties and taels, don't you? Use a four tael scale and also include glass bottles?"

"I heard that you all use white sugar to make honey?"

"I heard that even mosquitoes need to leave a leg when they come to you?"

The reputation is completely ruined!
"Dad! I'm going to the city!"

Shouting to the old father in the room, Chen Guang grabbed his phone and ran out.

Bring a few young ones, and go together to fish out the big guy, you must keep your image.

Wuzhishan Development Company.

The main task is to find out local characteristics, vigorously develop the local economy, and stimulate the vitality of the local economy.

In short, let them capture income for locals.

In the small conference room, several people sat there, each with a bottle of honey drink in their hands.

The lids of the drinks were open, and the lids corresponded to their furrowed brows and suspicious eyes.

The wrinkled face showed that the drink was indeed not good.

The boss, Qiao Guangmei, suppressed the movement on her face, and took another sip.

It's really hard to drink.

After closing the lid, he looked at the person opposite and asked, "Which genius came up with this drink? Honey lemon tea, why is it sour and sweet, and still has a throat?"

What a bunch of little geniuses.

There is also honey lemon tea in the traditional drink, which tastes very good, but why is it made like this?

The questioning eyes looked at the people below, and all of them retracted their heads, leaving only the person with the right hand closest to Qiao Guangmei.

He had nowhere to shrink, looked at the director's gloomy face, and replied with an embarrassed smile:
"It's not like watching other people have a Vita lemon tea and a honey citron tea. We only have honey and lemon here, and they made them together."

"Why is it so bad?"

"It's not that everyone wants a special taste, a special feeling, and a little imagination, hehe."

Seeing the appearance of several subordinates, Qiao Guangmei became angry, grabbed the honey lemon tea in her hand and slapped it on the table, and asked sharply:
"Fuck! Are you trying to make money or what are you doing?"

"Think about your mission. It is to help the beekeepers in the district find a stable sales route, not for you to play!"

"Think clearly!"

"Where's Lao Tao? Where is his idea of ​​live broadcasting?" Qiao Guangmei yelled a few times before realizing that Tao Zhang was not at today's regular meeting.

The person on the right glanced at him, and then slapped himself on the forehead.

"Old Tao, it seems that the anchor he hired was slaughtered to buy honey, so he went to deal with it."

"Call and ask."

After giving an order, Qiao Guangmei was about to continue discussing other matters, when the manager of the Rong Media account poked her head in and said nicely:
"Mr. Qiao, something happened!"

The soft and sweet voice made Qiao Guangmei fall into the ice cellar in April's Hai Province.

Stretching out his hands to press his temples, he replied peacefully, "Say, I can stand it!"

"The anchor invited by Director Tao was cheated when he bought honey. People in the market were perfunctory and fooling around. Then Director Tao went to rescue the scene. The local anchors who wanted to be popular began to confuse black and white. The scene was very embarrassing!"

"Where's Lao Tao?" Qiao Guangmei clenched his fists slowly, and decided to find the leader for a transfer later.

Whoever wants to be the general manager of this shit!

"He's still there!" The little girl said, her eyes were full of curiosity, curious about how the general manager would deal with it.

"Let him wait!"

With a roar, Qiao Guangmei grabbed the phone and walked into the next room, closing the door.

Ten minutes later, the person came out again.

"You people who are involved in the media, bring your guys and follow me! The district chief said, let's catch the model and clean up the atmosphere here!"

……

Half an hour later, teams led by Chen Guang and Qiao Guangmei arrived one after another.

There are a lot fewer people in front of the honey shop.

Since it's lunchtime and they're not fighting, it's a lot less fun.

"Let let!"

Qiao Guangmei took the lead, and the little girl from the Media Center followed behind with a camera gimbal.

Walking in the door, I immediately saw the shop owner who knocked himself bleeding.

Weeping and crying under the care of a little girl.

Qiao Guangmei walked over and knelt down: "I heard that you are short of catties and taels when you sell honey?"

"I...I have already apologized to him!"

"I heard that you are still crazy?"

"I...I have already apologized to him!"

"Why are you doing this?"

"I've already apologized to him! Why do you still force me? Why?"

Liu Luo roared hysterically, his eyes were red.

"Did anyone force you to lie to other people in spite of yourself?"

Still speaking in a very peaceful tone, Liu Luo suddenly fell silent.

That's it?

Qiao Guangmei got up, glared at Tao Zhang, turned around and came to the two policemen, and showed her ID.

Bracelets and recorders were borrowed.

Then he slowly came to the female anchor.

"Sister, the live broadcast room is very popular!"

Perhaps the same woman gave the anchor a sense of security. She flicked her hair and replied proudly: "Of course, look, the number of people in the live broadcast room has been increasing, and now there are more than 3000 people."

"More than 5000 people, right? Check again, are they all alive?"

"Five thousand and 270 a person! Family members, this big brother said he wants to see if you are alive, let's go through the barrage!"

After the voice fell, the barrage of bullet screens swiped across the live broadcast room.

The female anchor was still proud, a pair of shiny bracelets hung on her hand, and at the same time, Qiao Guangmei's angry words.

"Maliciously spreading rumors with more than [-] effective readers constitutes a crime."

Seeing this, several turned their heads to leave, but were blocked by people watching the theater behind them.

After waiting for almost noon, the excitement finally came.

This certainly cannot be let go.

Seeing that they couldn't leave, these people turned off their mobile phones and began to speak hard.

"What's none of my business? I was just taking a video and didn't send it out!"

"It is! It is!"

"We have no malicious spread!"

Just as they were still arguing, Lao Mo appeared from the side, holding a mobile phone in his hand:
"I have screenshots and videos of the number of people in their live broadcast room here! They are more than five thousand! Guaranteed to enter!"

Kaka.

Putting on several bracelets one by one, and instructing several policemen, Qiao Guangmei came to the three people in the market.

He patted them on the shoulder one by one, and said amiably: "You guys are doing a good job, I will leave a close-up for your director general, and then the three of you will stand next to him!"

"come on!"

After patting these three people again, Qiao Guangmei came to Mo Yu, smiled and held out her hand.

"Hello, Mr. Mo, I have surprised you. I wish us a happy cooperation."

Mo Yu didn't reach out, but also replied with a smile: "There is no cooperation anymore, I will send the video in full."

"But you will hurt ordinary people like this."

"It has nothing to do with me, they are already injured."

(End of this chapter)