Anchor with goods, the price of F2 is very reasonable, right?

Chapter 38 Celebrate with Wang Yang

Liang Yuzhu sat on the bed, pursed her thin lips, and hooked up her five toes again.

If you call Wang Yang at this time and propose a celebration, you should also call Jiang Liangliang and the staff on site.

If you just look for Wang Yang alone, will it look a little deliberate?
Will it cause Wang Yang to misunderstand...

While he was struggling, Liang Yuzhu saw that in the live broadcast room, Wang Yang was still working hard to sell products and interact with the viewers in the live broadcast room from time to time.

She put aside the thoughts in her mind for the time being and focused all her attention on the live broadcast room.

Although one F22 fighter jet has been sold now, it may not take long for the 3 million to be credited to the company's account.

But she still hopes that Wang Yang can work harder to get another Fuer brother and sell the remaining F22 fighter jets together.

In this way, her and Wang Yang's profits will reach more than [-] million each!
Two hundred million, that’s two hundred million!

In this life, just by depositing it in the bank, you won’t be able to eat up all the interest.

However, as he watched, Liang Yuzhu gradually gave up this idea. Almost all the live broadcast rooms were filled with jokes, and the black fans kept mocking him. Some mocked Wang Yang, and some mocked the person who paid the deposit. Brother Fu'er and others have been blaming each other, wanting Wang Yang to apologize and be taken off the air quickly.

There is no second person who has proposed to buy F22 fighter jets.

It wasn't until 10 o'clock in the evening that Wang Yang proposed to download the broadcast, but no one offered to buy it.

As Wang Yang greeted the viewers in the live broadcast room, the screen in the live broadcast room also went dark, and a large number of viewers left the live broadcast room.

And Liang Yuzhu also cut out of the anchor room, holding his knees with his hands, staring at the wall with his beautiful eyes.

But no matter what, one F22 fighter jet was sold, and she and Wang Yang had made back all their early investment. Even if the remaining F2 couldn't be sold, she didn't have to worry about the loan.

Thinking of this, she immediately picked up her phone and called Wang Yang.

She also firmly believed that she must celebrate, and celebrate well.

……

in warehouse.

"Everyone has worked hard today. Let's have extra food tonight. Tell Jiang Liangliang what you want to eat!" Wang Yang stood up, waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Brother Yang is mighty!"

"Brother Yang, I don't want to eat anything. Can you give me another F22 model?"

"You're thinking shit! Brother Yang, can I take a photo with you?"

After listening to the staff, Wang Yang just smiled and joked: "It's OK to take a group photo, but don't touch it. The paint on the surface is very precious. If it is damaged, the invisibility effect will be lost."

"Understood! Brother Yang, don't worry."

"We will never touch it, we will just look at it."

"Brother Yang is magnificent!"

Leaving the staff to take photos with the fighter jets, Wang Yang walked aside alone, found a more comfortable chair and sat down, taking a deep breath.

In today's live broadcast, it seemed that he was very relaxed, and he was able to face the comments of those anti-fans with ease.

But in fact, his live broadcast today was more tiring than all the previous live broadcasts. Not only did he have to withstand the pressure of the anti-fans, but he also tried his best to attract the passers-by and consolidate the true fans at the same time.

The ultimate goal is to sell the F22 fighter jets, which is not an easy task.

Fortunately, he was lucky. On the first day of live broadcast today, a rich man expressed his intention to purchase and directly called for a deposit of 5000 million.I have to say that this rich man has a lot of vision.

I believe that when Brother Fuer comes to inspect the goods and sees the real F22 fighter jet parked in front of him, he will quickly pay the balance and take the F22 fighter jet away.

Wang Yang firmly believed that no man could refuse such a big toy, let alone a big toy that could be used in combat!

Even if you can't drive it out, it's still pleasing to the eye even if you put it at home.

Jingle Bell.

At this time, the ringing of the phone suddenly came to mind, interrupting Wang Yang's thoughts.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at the caller's number. It was Liang Yuzhu.

"Hey, Mr. Liang, what are your instructions?" Wang Yang leaned back in his chair tiredly.

On the phone, Liang Yuzhu's concerned voice came: "Today's live broadcast must be very tiring..."

"It's okay, I'm generally tired, but fortunately, we sold one. As long as the boss who booked the fighter jet paid the final payment and confirmed that he wanted the F22 fighter jet, all our early investment will basically be returned, and we will also be able to return it." You can make a lot of money." Wang Yang said pretending to be relaxed.

"Well... I have also calculated that each of us can probably get about 7500 million." Liang Yuzhu responded in a low voice: "Such a big thing, should we, should we celebrate?"

"Celebrate?" Wang Yang said thoughtfully: "We should indeed celebrate, but not now."

"Ah?" Liang Yuzhu was startled, with doubt in his tone.

Wang Yang breathed a sigh of relief: "Although the big boss has already paid the deposit, the final balance still needs to be inspected by him before he can give it to us."

"Besides, it's a bit busy here now. Everyone has been tired for a day. I asked Jiang Liangliang to buy some food for celebration or something. It's not necessary for the time being. The most important thing is that I can't leave."

"Oh..." Liang Yuzhu said softly, and then added: "Ah, no, I am not inviting you to celebrate alone, but, I want to invite everyone to celebrate together."

Wang Yang was taken aback.

He could already imagine Mr. Liang's pretty, reddish face and his somewhat embarrassed look on the other end of the phone.

"Of course I know. Mr. Liang cares about everyone so much, so he must bring everyone together to celebrate." Wang Yang joked.

Then, he immediately changed the topic: "But let's wait until the second F22 is sold before celebrating. At least we can make all the money we should make."

"Okay, okay, then when the second one is sold, we can all celebrate." Liang Yuzhu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, then I will tell everyone the good news."

Wang Yang stood up immediately: "Everyone, stop for a moment. Mr. Liang called and said that everyone has worked hard today, but now is not the time to celebrate. When we sell the second fighter jet, she will take it with her Let’s all celebrate!”

"Now you can think about where to go, what delicious food to eat, and what to buy!"

Suddenly, the entire warehouse burst into loud cheers.

"Boss Liang is mighty!"

"Mr. Liang is very generous!"

"Thank you Mr. Liang, these are what we should do!"

Holding the phone high towards the staff and letting these sounds enter the phone, Wang Yang took back the phone and put it to his ear: "Mr. Liang, everyone is very interested in your celebration, so you'd better think about it right away. How to celebrate and avoid cramming."

"Ah, okay, okay, I'll think about it right away." Liang Yuzhu seemed a little confused and said in a panic, and quickly hung up the phone.

(End of this chapter)