Lose From Poor God to Richest Man

Originally, Ni Ya's popularity in Qiongyin was not low. After singing on the Spring Festival Gala, more people knew about her.

Therefore, when she started broadcasting, so many viewers came in instantly, and when Ni Ya promoted Ginjiu Pear, many of her fans did not think much about it, and placed orders one after another.

Buy ten catties for less and buy more for hundreds of catties. Anyway, you can give it away if you can't finish it.

The market price of gin pears is not low, and with the appearance and packaging, it is not shameful to take it as a gift.

Even if you don't give it away, you can squeeze the gin pear into juice or make popsicles and throw them in the refrigerator for a long time.

Some viewers in the live broadcast room believed in their own eyes. This gin pear looked very good. Ni Ya even took it off and bit it, making it even more sure that it was not sprayed with pesticides.

Some viewers felt that Ni Ya could be on the Spring Festival Gala stage, and he could definitely be trusted.

So these people followed suit, and the 70 tons of gin pears were sold out in less than fifteen minutes.

Although a catty of ginjiu pear is only five yuan, and 70 tons is only 700,000 Longhuang Coins, but this is just the beginning. If every 15 minutes, you can receive 700,000 Longhuang Coins. How much?

Zhen Qiong didn't dare to think anymore, and immediately called Qin Qingyi.

"President Zhen. Do you have any instructions?" Qin Qingyi's voice came from the phone just after a sound.

"I watched the live broadcast, what's the specific situation?"

"President Zhen is really watching! No wonder he bought ten thousand catties all at once." Qin Qingyi sighed in her heart.

Zhen Qiong's account in Qiongyin has the highest authority, and even the administrator has no right to process the account, so the order he placed is the fastest to be processed.

Ni Ya’s previous packaging was actually packing 10,000 catties of jinjiu pears that Zhen Qiong bought.

But it’s not the gin pears for Zhen Qiong, it’s the packing method, no matter who it is, even if he only bought ten catties of gin pears, it’s the same packing method.

It's just that Zhen Qiong's order is processed first and shipped first.

After sighing in his heart, Qin Qingyi said: "Mr. Zhen, now Nijia Village and the surrounding gin pears are all sold out. We are making gin pears from other places in Saint-Day Province."

"Next, in addition to live broadcast of gin pears, we will also go to other places in Saint-Jee Province to promote local specialties."

Hearing that Qin Qingyi and the others planned to sell other things, Zhen Qiong couldn't help but feel a little silent. Although this is a good thing to help the locals get rich, it is also possible to help them "get rich"!

So he still couldn't help asking: "You didn't make money from fruit farmers, did you?"

Asking directly is too straightforward, which might make Qin Qingyi misunderstand, so he can only turn a corner, pretending to be caring about the fruit grower, but actually caring about the real income.

"President Zhen, a catty of gin pears costs five yuan, and the fruit growers account for four and five yuan. We only collect five cents for the hard work, and we all pay for it with one hand and deliver the goods with the same hand. There is no money for the fruit grower."

"This little money is not enough to pay the courier guys! Mr. Zhen, this live broadcast will help people in the province of Saint-Jeans and at the same time promote mission logistics."

"Now it's all about spending money on yelling, not to mention the value of the truck itself, as well as fuel costs, etc., just the take-off and landing of the plane, which is a lot of money every day."

Hearing that Mission Logistics was not only not making money, but still posting, Zhen Qiong's hanging heart finally settled down, saying that Qin Qingyi is still okay!

According to her, no amount of gin pears sold can cover the cost of mission logistics, and the more things shipped, the cost will increase.

So what is there to hesitate? Intensify efforts to pretend!

Thinking of this, Zhen Qiong slowly said: "You have done a good job. The local people have a difficult life. We can help, so don't cheat them in this regard."

"The specialties of Saint-Day Province, looking at the entire Longhuang country, are relatively scarce. The locals make money and we make a reputation. It is a win-win cooperation."

"So in terms of the division of interests, it doesn't matter if the locals have a large share. Of course, you have to control the quality, but you can't just broadcast anything on Qiongyin."

Hearing Mr. Zhen's appreciation, Qin Qingyi's face was slightly flushed because of excitement. She suppressed the excitement and said, "President Zhen, don't worry, I will definitely handle the matter in Saint-Day Province."

"Yeah. Work hard, I believe in your abilities."

"Yes! By the way, Mr. Zhen, there are some special products in Saint-Jee Province, which need to be processed locally, but because there is no suitable factory, the output is scarce."

"Some specialty products have to be transported to other places for processing, but in this way, the appearance will not reach the most perfect degree."

"So I was thinking, should we open our own factory in Saint-Jee Province and process it on the spot after purchasing the local specialties?"

Hearing Qin Qingyi's suggestion, Zhen Qiong's eyes were bright, and it's okay to build a factory!

Not only can it consume trial funds, but it can also help local people solve employment problems and improve the quality of life of local people.

How can you let go of such a good thing?

As for making money? How can it be?

Apart from other things, the transportation cost alone kept profits low, and he made repeated orders not to lower the price of specialty products.

Don't talk about making money at that time, every day the factory opens, it burns money.

In addition, the place in Saint-Day Province, although the scenery is beautiful and a gallery of nature, the price of the land is not that expensive.

Not to mention the impact on the surrounding area. Just ask if a factory is built on a grassland, can the surrounding grassland become more fertile?

Therefore, even if he buys a piece of land and turns it into Qiongshen's fixed assets, Zhen Qiong does not have to worry about being stabbed by his back during settlement.

But that being said, there are some things that need to be explained clearly in advance.

After clearing his throat, Zhen Qiong said: "It is okay to build a factory, but the green water and green mountains must not be destroyed, otherwise the collective will go to Antarctica to build an igloo for the penguins."

Thinking of the ice and snow in Antarctica, Qin Qingyi couldn't help but shiver. She nodded solemnly and said, "President Zhen, don't worry, I will communicate with the local authorities and find a suitable place to build the factory."

"And the factory will be equipped with the most advanced environmental protection measures to ensure that everything going out of the factory is environmentally friendly and pollution-free."

Hearing Qin Qingyi's vowed guarantee, Zhen Qiong nodded in satisfaction and said, "Very good. Go ahead!"

"Yes! President Zhen."

After hanging up the call, Qin Qingyi let out a sigh of relief, and then said to the people around him: "You go to the official and say that we want a piece of land to build a factory."

"Okay. President Qin."

A few minutes later, the contact person came back with a slightly weird expression.

Seeing the contact's face, Qin Qingyi couldn't help asking: "What's the matter? Does the official disagree?"

"No. The official asks you to wait a moment. The head of the Saint-Day Province will come over and talk to you about this in person."

"Huh?" Now even Qin Qingyi was a little shocked.