"Hey, hey... Buy a few more…"
"Where are they? Did they all leave?"
Zhao Feng was still sitting in front of the computer, trying to persuade his viewers to stay. However, there was no one else watching the stream. It was empty.
It could be said that Zhao Feng was the first streamer to break the record: Before the streamer could end the stream, his viewers had already left.
But Zhao Feng did not get angry. He merely happily checked his data.
He could see that in just a short while, the number of people who bought his kitchen knives had reached more than 4,000.
Among them, the most amazing viewer was a netizen by the username "Eat on Time Today Too" who had ordered 500 knives, which accounted for one-eighth of the orders.
"Good."
"Is this brother going to resell them?"
Zhao Feng widened his eyes and exclaimed.
But immediately after, this thought was washed away by the excitement that followed and was thrown to the back of Zhao Feng's mind.
According to what he had said before, the commission was 20 yuan for one knife, 200 yuan for ten, 2000 yuan for a hundred, 20,000 yuan for a thousand…
Gulp!
At the end of the count, Zhao Feng swallowed his saliva and stared at the long string of numbers on his phone with his eyes wide open.
90,000 yuan!
He earned 90,000 yuan in one night.
This was something he did not even dare to think about in his previous life.
After transmigrating, he hoped to calm down and enjoy life. In his previous life, he worked to the bone every day and still ended up with nothing in his pocket.
He did not expect that he would ever gain this much this time.
90,000 yuan!
90,000 yuan in one afternoon. He didn't know how to spend that much money.
Zhao Feng turned off the computer and happily got up to open the door. He then leisurely walked out of the house.
When you earn money, you have to spend it.
Let's have a small barbecue first.
...
There were always two sides to the story.
In Jiangyang City, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes sat in front of the door of a factory. He looked at the empty factory, sighing for the umpteenth time.
Wu Hai was the boss of Sixteen.
The empty factory in front of him was the factory that produced Sixteen kitchen knife.
Wu Hai's greatest wish was to carry forward his product and make it good so that everyone could use the best kitchen knife.
Who would have thought that in this era, people no longer care about quality? They only cared about publicity. They would buy from whoever had the best advertising.
This led to a very serious consequence, especially to research factories that fully invested their time and effort to make the best quality. This made people who worked on research, development, and production not optimistic for their future.
Looking at the signboards erected at the factory entrance, with the name of his factory, Sixteen, Wu Hai felt his heartache. He forced himself to turn around and prepare to leave.
Today would be the first day he declared bankruptcy, and also the last day of Sixteen's existence.
He never thought that one day, he would destroy the factory that his father had taught him.
Wu Hai's footsteps were heavy as if his shoes were filled with lead. He had no strength in his body and could not lift his legs.
But at that moment…
"Boss!"
"Boss!"
"Something big has happened! Something big has happened!!!"
A young man with shiny hair rode an electric bike rushing straight towards the factory.
The electric bike sped all the way until it was less than five meters away from Wu Hai. Only then did the young man pull the brakes. He was just short of attacking Wu Hai and knocking his face to his boss' face.
At this time, Wu Hai was no longer in the mood to argue with the other party. Even if it was a huge matter today, he could not do it. What could be more serious than the closure of his factory?
"What's wrong, Xiao Liu?" He forced himself to ask casually. This question was casual, to begin with, but the reply he would hear next would seem like a bomb exploded on his head. Xiao Liu's next words made him completely dumbfounded.
"Our factory is booming!"
"A streamer publicly talked smack about us on the Internet, and then our factory went viral. We sold more than 4,000 kitchen knives in one day!" Xiao Liu, or Liu Minghui, said excitedly.
...
"Wha... What…"
"... Say that again?"
Wu Hai's eyes widened in disbelief. Four thousand kitchen knives in a day? Such a huge order had only happened once when his father was alive. Other than that, he had never heard of it happening before.
He suspected that Xiao Liu was trying to taunt him. He knew the factory was shutting down for good.
At the thought of this, Wu Hai's gaze instantly changed.
Sensing the suspicion in his Boss's eyes, Liu Minghui could not help but smile bitterly. Helpless, he could only take out the video of Zhao Feng's live and let Wu Hai watch it himself.
But before that, he first showed Wu Hai the delivery order.
"Boss, look! Do you think I would lie to you about something like this?" Liu Minghui immediately threw the order form at the older man.
When Wu Hai saw the amount on the order and confirmed the order quantity, in an instant, it was as if his heart was having an earthquake, and his pupils shook from its tremble.
"Four thousand five hundred and thirty-two orders!"
"X-Xiao Liu, I'm not just seeing things right..."
Wu Hai's voice was trembling.
According to the agreement, Zhao Feng was in charge of selling his factory's goods. All the goods sold would be packaged and shipped by them.
And now there were more than four thousand of them.
Until the day Wu Hai's factory was about to close down today, he had never seen such a big order. Usually, he only received sparse orders. At most, he sold a few hundred a day. And even then, that customer was a friend who wanted to open a chain hotel!
One could imagine how much Sixteen had fallen under his management.
If it was possible, how could he let his ancestral property go bankrupt?
The sudden surprise made Wu Hai somewhat unable to believe it. He even suspected that he was dreaming. On the other hand, how could Liu Minghai not understand his boss?
However, now was not the time to be emotional. He should be preparing for the delivery as soon as possible.
Liu Minghai hurriedly urged Wu Hai, "Boss, we should prepare for the delivery as soon as possible. I just confirmed that we have enough stock for at least 100,000 different types of kitchen knives."
"Yes, yes, yes! The delivery is important, the delivery is important!"
"Xiao Liu, hurry up and call everyone to the factory. I'll contact the delivery company and that streamer. When I meet him this time, I'll definitely thank him properly."
"No matter what method he uses, he's simply our Sixteen's savior."
"I've decided. Other than the workers' wages and the factory's operating costs, I won't earn a single cent. All the money will be given to this streamer as his commission!"
Wu Hai seemed to have woken up from a dream. With a wave of his hand, he immediately increased Zhao Feng's commission by 50%.
Compared to the survival of his factory, what was there to be unwilling about? This was all just mere fortune.
Looking at his boss's radiant appearance, Liu Minghui's expression flashed with uneasiness. He held his phone tightly and subconsciously hid it behind his back.
If his boss knew that his savior had been slandering his factory during the stream, saying that the knives Sixteen made were defective and fake, he probably wouldn't be as happy as he was now.
All the employees in their factory knew that their boss loved the factory as much as his life and would not allow others to bad mouth his products. Not even as a joke.