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

Chapter 93 Rich people can do whatever they want
Seeing this news, a group of sand sculpture friends immediately connected to the satellite and began to read the data.

After a while, a group of people sent a question mark.

"Brother, so you are the weather blogger at Station 13!"

"It's your kid who confuses the crowd every day and disturbs the sky, right?"

"To be honest, I haven't seen normal weather since I followed you!"

"That's right! I seriously suspect that it's because of paying attention to you that the weather becomes so chaotic! It makes the weather forecast useless!"

"Is there a possibility that the weather is like this, but this blogger just exposed it!"

"Thank you, Mengguren, if it wasn't for you, I would still be kept in the dark!"

Sand sculpture netizen’s comments on sand sculptures continued, Mo Yu browsed for a while, and if there was nothing serious, he just closed the chat software and got up.

There will also be a live broadcast to bring goods in the evening.

It's a good time to sell the waste in the yard.

If Zhang Yang wants to increase production capacity, these things cannot be piled up here.

He took out his mobile phone, turned to the phone number of the owner of the waste station, and dialed.

Half an hour later, the owner of the waste station rushed to Mo Yu's house, with a flattering smile on his face, he kept asking where the waste was.

Mo Yu raised his hand and pointed, and his face immediately pulled down.

Thought I could get it cheap.

With the help of Xiao Liang, all these scrap metals were loaded into the truck.

Reluctantly paying the money, the owner of the scrap yard staggered away in his car. As soon as he reached the gate of the village, two heavily armed Homeland Defense officers stopped him.

Show ID, show search warrant.

"Go, enter the house!"

Counting the money, Mo Yu decided to let Mo Wen make a coconut chicken later.

Keep your bellies happy, and as for the chicken and coconut, no one cares.

……

Wangji Small Yellow Cattle Processing Factory.

The boss, Pharaoh, is very conflicted. Someone wants to buy his factory.

There are [-] tons of goods in my own factory, workshops, equipment, land, certificates, and word of mouth.

All these things added together, at least 2000 million!

But this factory was handed down from his ancestors. It has been handed down for four generations, with a history of more than 200 years!
The ancestors used a knife, a pile of firewood, and a handful of salt to make this beef jerky factory.

This is history!

Gotta pay more!
The other party added money, and it was very straightforward.

But the other party made an outrageous request to sign a contract in the live broadcast room!
It is very incomprehensible!
Moreover, the other party came here under the leadership of people from the cultural and tourism department, which shows that there is an official guarantee.

At the same time, the other party also put forward a condition that he could continue to be the factory director.

After hesitating again and again, Pharaoh still agreed.

The economy is in a downturn, and the industry is also in a downturn. I still owe money to buy these [-] tons of beef jerky.

It's better to sell it and get paid for death.

……

At eight o'clock in the evening, Mo Yu's live broadcast officially started, and more people were gearing up.

Be prepared to snap up enough places to qualify for equipment purchases.

"This is Jingshan's specialty beef jerky! Don't worry, everyone, this time the supply is very sufficient, there are [-] tons!"

"I have inspected the quality of the goods, and there is no problem at all!"

"It's all packed in one catty, and the price per catty including shipping is 180 yuan! Express delivery!"

"Friends who need it can place an order. It's still the old rule, [-] one device purchase quota! Order quickly!"

——"Grab it!"

——"You grab a hammer in front, and you don't buy equipment!"

——"I eat beef jerky! I bought it some time ago, it costs 200 yuan a catty, and the taste is okay."

——"I also robbed a little, as long as we rob enough, they won't be able to buy equipment!"

--"that is!"

—— "By the way, didn't the Homeland Defense Bureau take the equipment information? Why hasn't there been any equipment for sale in the market yet?"

——"Before you ask this, maybe you should think about it. The manufacture of a complete piece of equipment is not the hen laying eggs!"

——"It's been a while since they took it, it seems to be almost half a month, and it's time to come out!"

—— "I guess a new folder has been created!"

——"Wait a minute! Which bastard finished shopping?"

——"Anchor, is there something wrong with your list? Why did it show that it was out of stock at the beginning?"

——"Didn't you say that the supply is sufficient?"

——"Is this the end of the national team again?"

—— "@房管, come out and have a look!"

Homeland Defense Agency.

"Are you sure it's out of stock?" Zhang Yang's face was livid, his right hand was pinching the corner of the table, his knuckles turned white.

The accountant in front of him checked the data again, nodded lightly, "Confirmed! There is no stock, and the data sheet sent back from the live broadcast company is a one-time purchase for one account!"

"Check it out! I want to see who it is!"

"I'll contact the data team right now!"

After the accountant left, Zhang Yang grabbed his phone and directly called the person who was guarding the live broadcast company.

"Send me that person's account number and address!"

Done.

He just hung up the phone.

Taking a few deep breaths, he grabbed his phone and was about to make a call when the phone rang.

Look at the name, it's Adessa.

What is he calling for?
I wanted to hang up casually, but suddenly a flash of inspiration came to my mind, and I thought of another possibility.

With patience, Zhang Yang answered the phone.

"Director Zhang! Do you want a quota?"

"You bought it?"

Adessa, who was about to show off on the other end of the phone, also heard something wrong with the gentle words, and immediately said:

"Yes, um, Mr. Mo Yu asked me to buy things in his live broadcast room for the previous one billion dollars, so I bought it this time."

"After buying it, I think it's better to give you that spot!"

Hearing the explanation, Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was just a capricious operation of the local rich man.

"How much is left?"

"Are you asking about money? There are still more than 59 billion, which is too much. Mr. Mo Yu has nothing in hand. I think you should help him find something with high added value!"

Adessa's emotional voice came from the other end of the phone, and Zhang Yang's face twitched unconsciously.

But thinking about it, his heart was much more balanced.

At least he spent money too, didn't he?
"Then I'll hang up first, and I have to buy that processing factory!"

In Haisheng, before Zhang Yang could respond, Adessa hung up the phone, opened the car door and got out of the car, and walked into the processing factory with his head held high.

The secretary leads the way.

In the live broadcast room, Lao Wang looked at the big order and was filled with emotion.

It's okay, the price is good, at least the cost is back.

But unfortunately it has nothing to do with me.

He was about to tell Mo Yu that the factory had been sold, when there was a knock on the door of the room.

The son opened the door and brought in two bearded men.

Suit and leather shoes, wearing gold and silver, looks like a local tyrant.

Adessa stepped forward and grabbed Mo Yu's hand, shaking it excitedly.

"Mr. Mo Yu, long time no see!"

"Mr. Adessa, we should not see each other for a few days!"

"There is a saying that if you don't see each other for a day, it's like three autumns. It's about us!"

"Then what's the matter with Mr. Adessa coming over?" Mo Yu asked with a smile as he pulled the local tycoon to sit down.

But don't be carving things on the moon!

After sitting down, the big local tyrant took the briefcase from the secretary, opened it, and took out a document.

"I bought this factory, and this factory is now yours! Now let's sign the contract!"

(End of this chapter)