Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 95

"Sisters, why did you provoke him?"

Hearing that the anchor she just signed broke into trouble, Cao Jiayun rushed to the live broadcast room in a hurry.

Seeing the handsome face of a certain anchor on the screen, she laughed angrily.

"Didn't I tell you that this Master Zhang, the audience in his live broadcast room, can't be attracted?"

"But he's the only big anchor this afternoon!" The female anchors under Ms. Cao had their own ideas.

In their view, such a big anchor with 2 popularity is here, and they can easily complete the performance by attracting a little traffic.

That's why we had the edge-to-edge appraising and barrage ads just now.

"Don't tell me your method of smuggling goods. I taught you that. I don't know if it works?"

"These viewers are only interested in the inverted fight. You might as well go outdoors and perform live broadcasts to play Luoyang shovel."

"But emerald appraisal is also a treasure appraisal!" Some people were still dissatisfied.

"No one reads that stuff, they don't even bother to edit their official accounts."

"But I feel that they still like me. Master Zhang was also very cooperative just now, but for some reason, he suddenly changed his mind."

"They use [Da Da Da] just to be polite, free ones are okay, you let them spend money to try?"

"But I used to be able to handle them." Just now, Lian Mai's female assistant puffed up her chest, looking very confident.

Seeing this situation, Cao Jiayun knew that she was playing the piano against the cow just now.

As a gold medal salesman, she is a first-class expert in data research.After returning from Linhai, Cao Jiayun specially studied Zhang Yang's fans.

There are tens of thousands of active fans, more than half of them only buy gifts in his live broadcast room.

For this reason, she also sneaked into the group of the Hubao Gang, wanting to find out, but she didn't expect that it was full of...

"Sister, do we want to sell this batch of emeralds?" Cao Jiayun's thinking was interrupted by the words of the person next to her.

"In total, according to the market price, the loss is close to [-] yuan."

"Of course we have to sell it. Are we short of this money?" Cao Jiayun said impatiently, "The lost money will be deducted from your salary, Yuanyuan."

"Ah? No, sister Cao. Just now the director asked me to agree first, why did I bear the loss alone?" The female anchor named Yuanyuan was very unconvinced.

"Of course I have to agree, otherwise it's the jewelry store's signboard that's broken." Cao Jiayun said firmly, but after all, she brought him here from Yu's head office.

"Yuanyuan, didn't you work in the same company as Master Zhang before? You can ask someone to intercede and ask him to let you go."

"I'm a late-night file. I only know the big brother in the live broadcast room, and I don't know other anchors."

"Then call your boss, Mr. Yu."

"Mr. Yu...he probably can't be contacted."

Yuanyuan shook her head with some regret, and slowly talked about what happened to the private archaeological team and the company's boss in Zhang Yang's live broadcast room just now.

Cao Jiayun fell silent after listening.

After a while, she said earnestly and earnestly:
"In the future, try to go to the live broadcast room of Big Bald Head and Mr. Catfish. They are big internet celebrities, and the composition of the audience is more complicated. If you meet someone like you, they will definitely spend money."

"Master Zhang's [court], don't go, in case you send yourself in again."

……

"Ah!" Zhang Yang, who was broadcasting live, suddenly sneezed.

Fortunately, he turned off the microphone in time, otherwise more than half of the earphone party would have been killed.

【Has my husband caught a cold? 】

[It is estimated that the two tomb robbers scolded him behind his back just now]

【If Master Zhang is tired, please rest early】

【go to bed early?The anchor opened the trumpet to post barrage again, right?]

"I don't have a cold."

"As for people scolding behind your back, it doesn't matter. A gentleman is magnanimous, and a villain is a good person. Our live broadcast room focuses on positive energy."

Speaking of positive energy, Zhang Yang suddenly remembered that he still had something to do.

"A few days ago, a treasure friend gave me a plaque and insisted that I take it apart during the live broadcast."

"I just have time today, let's take a look together. You can first guess what is written on the plaque."

[I guess it's a bright mirror hanging high]

[No. [-], No. [-], or No. [-]? 】

【Welcome, how about these four words】

【Is it better to invite you into the urn】

Zhang Yang tore open the express package, and displayed a plaque more than one meter long in front of the camera.

However, he first showed the audience the back, and only turned around after confirming in advance that the words on the front were okay.

There are four big characters in the letter: upright and bright.

"Thank you, Baoyou. At his request, I will not report my name."

"Hang this thing on top of my head, and then paint my face black... Do normal people think that this is the lobby of Kaifeng Mansion when they enter the live broadcast room? Hahahaha."

"No way, some brothers really want to watch me pretend to be Baogong live broadcast, stop brothers, it's too shameful."

[Molesting barrage?off】

[This doesn't work, that doesn't work, what kind of live broadcast? 】

"Cancellation? No way no way."

Zhang Yang looked at the barrage of condemnation on the screen, and managed to find a compromise.

"How about this, when there are [-] followers, let's go to the lobby of Kaifeng Mansion and connect with the brothers of Lao Jiumen."

"Give them a little justice across the millennium."

……

At the end of the day's live broadcast, Zhang Yang lay on the gaming chair and stretched comfortably.

Next to the camera not far away, there is a "wooden stake" standing there.

"Director Xu Jie, shouldn't you be in a hurry to get off work at this time?"

"Boss, are you free? Read something for me." Xu Jie recovered from his stiffness, and walked up to Zhang Yang with his mobile phone.

"Looking at things? Why, you also want to join the industry?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

Taking over the phone and looking over it, he found that it was the live broadcast room where the mic had been connected to the drizzle just now.

Has anyone really been diverted?
However, looking at the total audience of less than 100 people in her live broadcast room, Zhang Yang suspected that Xu Jie might be the only one who was lured away.

"Brother, although I am your boss, you don't need to share this kind of thing with me."

"Don't worry. Here it comes. What do you think of the jade pendant she is trying on now? Only 1998."

"This is good." Zhang Yang nodded repeatedly.

"Really?" Xu Jie asked innocently.

"Really, Hetian Qingyu's No Matter card, this size, the market price is 988 and free shipping. Big sister's original flavor blessing, it's no problem to add 1000 yuan."

"Damn! Boss, what you said makes sense."

"But why don't I just buy a 998 jade pendant, and then buy a few hundred yuan of original flavor?" Xu Jie asked back: "Maybe I can also add my sister's friends."

"You still asked me, didn't you? Go away, my live broadcast room has been polluted by you."

Xu Jie was pushed and chased away by Zhang Yang.

……

Outside the room, Sister Gao had been waiting at the door for a long time.

She holds a small bronze statue of Guan Gong in her hand. Er Ye Guan sits cross-legged, stroking his beard with one hand and holding a book in the other. Standing beside him is a Qinglong Yanyue Knife.

"Sister, why did you even start collecting antiques?"

Zhang Yang looked around, thinking he had gone to the wrong place, isn't this an Internet studio?

"It seems that in the future, we can change our name to Jianbao Studio."

"Xiao Tang, do you have any antiques for me to look at? We just came together."

Zhang Yang smiled and called Tang Qiyun in the corner, but the latter was busy editing the essence of the live broadcast just now, and didn't even bother to reply.

"Boss, Xiao Tang is not free, please help me to see, I will give this to my uncle when I go back to my hometown tomorrow."

Sister Gao brought the portrait of Guan Gong in front of Zhang Yang very excitedly, with a smile all over her face, she just took a piece of paper, wrote "I found the treasure", and pasted it in front of her face.

"Not bad." Zhang Yang looked at the bronze statue more than ten centimeters high, and nodded: "At least this Guan Gong's face is not deformed, and it won't scare people when placed at home."

"Really? I just said that my vision is not bad." Sister Gao said flatteredly, "I paid 1688 to hire this, so it shouldn't be a loss, right?"

"The loss is not much, it is estimated to be around [-]." Zhang Yang replied very seriously.

Sister Gao was stunned.

"Hahahaha!" Xu Jie slapped his thigh happily beside him.

"Isn't that a total loss? Hahahaha."

"Xu Jie, don't laugh, be serious, this is losing money!"

Out of consideration for Xu Jie's safety, Zhang Yang persuaded him not to laugh, but with little success.

All he could do was to snuff out the source of the danger.

"Sister Gao, if you have an invoice, you can return the item. This is a copper-plated handicraft on iron billet. 88 is my friendly price. The factory price is estimated to be [-] yuan."

"She didn't have an invoice, hahaha, we bought it at the mobile stall in the antique market this morning." Xu Jie was still laughing wildly beside him.

As the saying goes, joy begets sorrow.

Sister Gao rushed forward, pinched and twisted, and his laughter immediately turned into a cry for help.

Zhang Yang mediated the two, and after asking, he found out that it was Sister Gao who took the two young men and said that they would go to Linhai Antique City to pick up leaks.

According to Sister Gao: After going there, Xu Jie said everything he saw was fake, and Xiao Tang said everything he saw was interesting, and neither of them gave her any useful advice.

In the end, I was accidentally fooled by an old stall owner, so I bought this statue of Guan Gong, which is said to be produced by a modern master.

"Boss, can this be reimbursed? After all, I bought antiques to fit into the company's atmosphere."

Xu Jie and Xiao Tang also looked at Zhang Yang when they heard this.

"If I promise to reimburse you, will you two bring a fake antique tomorrow?"

"No, boss, you misunderstood." The two young men waved their hands quickly.

"Sister Gao, and you, if you want to buy antiques, tell me."

Zhang Yang returned to the office, took a business card, and threw it in front of the three employees. It read:

"Sales Department of Hailin Museum - Wang Xuerong".

"Buy it from her, mention my name, get a [-]% discount, and they are all precious collections returned from the museum."

"If you buy a fake one, it will be refunded forever."

"Forever?" Xu Jie and Tang Qiyun hurriedly took out their mobile phones and scanned the QR code on the business card.

But Sister Gao was holding her arms aside, unmoved.

Still muttering in his mouth: "Buying antiques, it's not about picking up leaks, it's meaningless."

(End of this chapter)