I asked you to evaluate a kitchen knife. Would you use it to chop an engineer shovel?

"Hey, let's buy a few more."

"Where are the people, are they all gone?"

Zhao Feng was still sitting in front of the computer trying to persuade him to stay, but now there was no one in the live broadcast room, it was completely empty.

It can be said that Zhao Feng was the first anchor to break the record. Before the anchor could go off the air, all the fans left.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Feng not only was not angry, but happily checked the background data.

It can be seen that in just a short period of time, more than 4,000 kitchen knives were purchased.

Among them, what amazed him the most was that the previous netizen named "I have to eat on time today" placed an order for 500 pieces, accounting for one-eighth of the order.

"Be good."

"Will this guy buy it back and wholesale it?"

Zhao Feng's eyes widened and he made a sound of surprise.

But immediately, such thoughts were washed away by the excitement that followed, and Zhao Feng was forgotten.

According to what he said before, the commission is twenty yuan for one handful, two hundred for ten handfuls, two thousand for one hundred handfuls, and twenty thousand for one thousand handfuls.

Gulu!

At the end of the count, Zhao Feng swallowed his saliva and looked at the long string of numbers on his phone with his eyes wide open.

Ninety thousand dollars!

Earn 90,000 yuan in one night.

This is something he never dared to think about in his previous life.

When he traveled back in time, he hoped to calm down and enjoy life, unlike in his previous life, where he spent his whole life running for money and ended up with nothing in his pocket.

I never thought that there would be an unexpected gain this time.

Ninety thousand dollars!

Ninety thousand yuan in one afternoon, I don’t know how to spend so much money.

After turning off the computer, Zhao Feng happily stood up, opened the door, and left the house with leisurely steps.

When you make money, you have to spend it.

Let’s have a small barbecue first.

The words are divided into two parts.

In Jiangyang City, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes sat in front of the gate of a factory with a sad face, looking at the empty factory and sighing.

Wu Hai is the boss of Liuzi.

And the empty factory in front of them, a factory without even a human being, was the processing factory of Liuzi's kitchen knives.

Adhering to the old man's last wish, Wu Hai's greatest wish is to carry forward his kitchen knives, make knives well, and let everyone use the best kitchen knives.

Who would have thought that in today's era, people don't care about quality at all, they only care about publicity. They will buy from whoever advertises well.

This has also led to a very serious consequence. For factories like them that are fully invested in R\u0026D and production, no one is optimistic at all, or even interested.

Looking at the Sixteen Sons signboard erected at the entrance of the factory, Wu Hai felt extremely heartbroken and resisted the temptation to turn his head and prepare to leave.

Today will be the first day that he declares bankruptcy, and it will also be the last day that the Shiliuzi brand will exist.

He never thought that one day he would destroy the factory that his father taught him personally.

Wu Hai's steps were very heavy, as if filled with lead. He had no strength left in his body and could not lift his legs.

And at this moment.

"boss!"

"boss!"

"Something big happened, something big happened!!!"

A young man with shiny hair rode an electric bike and rushed into the factory gate from the outside. He rushed straight to the factory in a hurry.

The electric car was speeding all the way, and when it was less than five meters away from Wu Hai, the young man knew how to brake, so he just had to confront Wu Hai and hit him face to face.

By this time, Wu Hai was no longer in the mood to argue with the other party. Even if it was a big deal today, what could be more serious than the collapse of his factory?

"What's the matter, Xiao Liu!" He asked casually, forcing himself to gather his energy. Originally, this was a casual sentence for him, but the next words of the young man named Xiao Liu were like a bombshell, hitting him hard. forehead, he was completely confused.

"Our factory is on fire!"

"An anchor openly smeared us online, and then our factory became popular. We sold more than 4,000 Liuzi kitchen knives in one night!" Liu Minghui said excitedly.

"What."

"Say it again?"

Wu Hai's eyes widened and he showed an expression of disbelief. Four thousand kitchen knives were made a day. Such a large list had only happened once when his father was alive. Other than that, he had never heard of it again.

He suspected that Xiao Liu might have said this because he wanted to take advantage of the factory's collapse to ridicule him.

Thinking of this, the way he looked at the former changed instantly.

Sensing the suspicion in Wu Hai's eyes, Liu Minghui couldn't help but smile. In desperation, he could only take out the screen recording of Zhao Feng's previous live broadcast for Wu Hai to watch.

But before that, he first showed Wu Hai the delivery order.

"Boss, look, could it be possible that I would deceive you about something like this?" Liu Minghui immediately threw out the order form.

In an instant, when Wu Hai saw clearly the amount on the order and the confirmed order quantity, his heart felt like an earthquake and his pupils trembled wildly.

"Four thousand five hundred and thirty-two!"

"Xiao, Xiao Liu, I read that right."

At this time, Wu Hai's voice was trembling.

According to the previous agreement, Zhao Feng was responsible for selling the goods, and all the goods sold were packaged and shipped by them.

More than four thousand in total.

Wu Hai Factory had never seen such a large order before it closed down. It was scattered and scattered. At most, it only sold a few hundred pieces a day. This was an acquaintance of the boss who wanted to open a hotel chain and ordered from him. of.

One can imagine how far the Sixteenth Son has fallen under his management.

If possible, how could he let go of his ancestral property and file for bankruptcy instead.

Wu Hai couldn't believe the sudden surprise, and even suspected that he was in a dream. Liu Minghai, who was opposite him, didn't understand his boss.

But now is not the time to lament, it is true that shipments should be arranged as soon as possible.

He quickly urged Wu Hai: "Boss, we should arrange the shipment as soon as possible. I have just confirmed that we have enough inventory, and there are at least hundreds of thousands of different types of kitchen knives."

"Yes, yes, delivery is important, delivery is important!"

"Xiao Liu, please hurry up and call the big guys to the factory. I'll contact the courier company and the anchor. When this time passes, I will definitely thank him."

"No matter what method he uses, he is simply our sixteenth son's savior."

"I have decided that apart from the wages of the workers and the operating costs of the factory, I will not earn a penny. All the money will be given to this anchor as commission!"

Wu Hai woke up from a dream, full of pride, and with a wave of his hand, he directly increased Zhao Feng's commission by 50%.

Compared with the survival of the sixteen sons and the mere money, why would they not be willing to part with it?

Seeing his boss's radiant appearance, Liu Minghui's expression flashed unnaturally, and he subconsciously hid the cell phone he was holding tightly behind his back.

If his boss knew that his savior kept slandering his Sixteenth Son during the live broadcast, and kept saying that the Sixteenth Son was a defective product, I'm afraid he wouldn't be as happy as he is now. .

The employees in their factory all know that their boss loves his knife very much and will not tolerate anyone saying anything bad about his own products.