Five-star talent! I'm determined to hire this employee!

"You have been on credit for half a month, Brother Zhang, Uncle Zhang! I also know that you are an old customer and we have been neighbors for many years. Let's do this, I know a job, you go and do it for a few days and get the salary, and then pay me back! In this Internet cafe, you can sleep when you want to sleep and eat when you want to eat. I don't care about you!" The boss persuaded with great pain. The middle-aged man in a coat who was eating instant noodles at the next machine was disdainful: "I won't listen. The job I introduced last time was 120 a day. I was tired all day and just took this little money."

"No, brother, how much do you want to take? You are doing odd jobs! It's good to have work!!" The boss raised his tone, "This job pays more than last time, 160, do you want to do it!"

"No! Don't come to me if you don't have 200!"

"My dear uncle, you are like this-ah-" The boss sighed helplessly and went back in dismay.

The middle-aged man continued to eat noodles without taking it seriously. At this time, a shadow fell on him, and the next second three Mao Zedongs were slapped on the keyboard.

"300, I'll hire you for a day!"

The middle-aged man took a short breath, and instead of looking at the person who was speaking, he picked up a Mao Zedong note and looked through it carefully, then took a deep breath.

"What kind of work! I won't do anything illegal!"

"Not illegal, just moving some things." Zhao Mingxuan smiled, "Do you know anyone who is similar to you? I'll pay the same. Tomorrow, no, today at 8 o'clock, go to the dock to help me move the goods!"

"Okay!" The middle-aged man stuffed the money into his pocket, "There are a lot of people in this bar, how many people do you want to move the goods?"

"16."

"Okay, give me your phone number. Prepare the money tomorrow morning." After asking for the contact information, the old man walked to a place not far away without saying a word.

Zhao Mingxuan, who stayed where he was, clenched his fists, and now the last step has been made up by him.

Only left is---

The goods arrived smoothly! !

...

The dock.

At 7:47, the two people who had not slept all night had blue light in their eyes.

Watching the temporary workers moving the goods skillfully, one mattress after another was delivered and placed on the ship at the designated location.

Ma Rou, who was standing next to him, directed the scene.

"That's right, you insert it diagonally!"

"Keep stacking the ones behind!"

Layer after layer of densely packed mattresses were attached to the top of the cargo hold.

Ma Rou, who maximized the storage space, worked hard for a while, then turned her head to look at Song Jiang and praised him.

"You are quite capable. You called so many people to work in one night. It's good!"

Song Jiang laughed, "This is not my ability." He patted Zhao Mingxuan on the shoulder.

"He is much more thoughtful than me!"

At least when Song Jiang didn't realize that he was unloading, Zhao Mingxuan had already prepared everything he should prepare!

Zhao Mingxuan smiled modestly.

Ma Rou glanced at him, then at Song Jiang, and suddenly said: "Why don't you work with me."

She cherished talent.

Song Jiang's smile was stiff, and he shook his head quickly.

"No, I want to be my own boss!"

"I'm with the boss." Zhao Mingxuan answered very smoothly.

"Okay." Ma Rou felt a little sorry. It was rare to meet someone who got along well with her, but she believed that such a person would develop better and better.

"Ding ding ding——" At this time, the supervisor's voice sounded, indicating that the speed of moving goods should be accelerated. Ma Rou looked up and greeted the two people quickly, and then hurried to the cabin.

Seeing this, the two also got off the ship.

About an hour later, all the goods on the trucks were moved to the ship.

The broadcasting began to broadcast.

"Check the goods and routes, the seamen are in place, and we will set sail in 10 minutes!!"

The huge ship traveled through the sea with a roar and went away in the field of vision.

Song Jiang and Zhao Mingxuan looked at it for a while, "Do you think the goods can be sold?"

Zhao Mingxuan turned his head to look at the boss who was nervous at this time, and answered with a smile.

"It will definitely sell!" He pointed at his heart and emphasized, "Because! Conscience!"

"Hahaha!!"

Song Jiang was amused by his imitation, "Then look forward to it." As soon as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly collapsed and he yawned.

"Let's go, let's go back to sleep!"

"I'm about to faint!"

He strode forward, and Zhao Mingxuan laughed and followed quickly.

When the two of them lay on the big bed in the hotel, they fell asleep before their eyelids closed.

"Hu-hu-"

...

Three days later, Song Jiang and Zhao Mingxuan returned to the factory by car, exhausted, "Family! Did you miss me!!"

Song Jiang, whose hair was a little oily, laughed and opened his hands. It was great to be in his own territory! !

Damn!

Running business is so fucking hard! !

At this moment, the employees who saw Song Jiang were stunned and then shouted.

"The boss is back!!"

"Shen boy! Come out!"

Soon a group of people surrounded him. Song Jiang, who was suddenly so popular, was a little nervous.

Ah?

Is it so popular?

Shen Xingyu was secretly happy, and took heavy steps.

"Song Song Song, brother."

Song Jiang's expression became tense with just a name, "What's the matter?"

"I have something to tell you."

"You say."

Shen Xingyu glanced up at the ceiling, "Maybe in a few days, an internet celebrity will come over."

"Ah?" What?

Song Jiang was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at the man in front of him, scratching his arm unconsciously, and finally forced a smile.

"Brother Song, it's actually a good thing. I sold a bed."

"Shut up first." Seeing him hesitating, Song Jiang really didn't want to listen, so he turned around and pointed at a middle-aged man, "Tell me what happened."

The middle-aged man glanced at Shen Xingyu and told the truth, "Shen boy sold a mattress for 660,000."

"Oh, ah?"

Song Jiang widened his eyes in disbelief, "How much?"

Shen Xingyu made two 6s with a heavy expression.

"Go to my office and explain it clearly!"

...

Half an hour later.

Song Jiang took a deep breath and repeated it.

"You said you posted a link to make a video effect, and someone really took it, and the person on the other side was a big internet celebrity with 1.3 million fans, and he wanted to come and live broadcast it!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Fuck you!"

Shen Xingyu, who was scolded, shut up immediately, with a pitiful look on his face.

"What kind of prestige does our factory have to sell a mattress for 660,000? Otherwise, you can be the sales champion!"

"Not impossible..."

Song Jiang glared, Shen Xingyu smiled faintly, and his fingers passed by, indicating that he would shut up with his lips.

Song Jiang tapped his temple with his finger, and was angry for a while.

"How about a refund?"

"The other side has officially announced it to the fans," Shen Xingyu whispered, "1.28 million likes, the video is going viral."

"So you mean the other side will definitely come."

Song Jiang narrowed his eyes, Shen Xingyu nodded slowly, took out his phone, "Boss, how about you take a look at the other side's video."

Clicked it skillfully.

"Sweatshop! Sky-high priced mattresses?! Who is buying them? Oh, it turns out that I'm the unlucky one!"

"Family members, I was looking online yesterday, and I wanted to clear mines for the family members. I remembered that my back pain and insomnia have been getting worse recently. How about changing the mattress!"

"How come I found a good thing after searching!"

"660,000! How many zeros? Family members!"

"I have already paid for it, and I will broadcast it live to everyone in 7 days. Is this sky-high mattress worth it?!"

1.45 million likes!