Chapter 401： do you know it?

Do you know Chapter 401?

"How hot is it?"

Ye Qiu was taken aback. This result was something he didn't expect. The plan of 2 yuan rice bowl and free lunch was all to help the company eliminate the negative impact.

"I can't say this, you will know it after watching TV today." Miller thought for a long time, but couldn't describe it, so he had to say so.

"I don't have a TV here." Ye Qiu said silently.

"Okay, you're making a lot of money anyway." Miller envied. The scene yesterday was really hot. How much money Ye Qiu has to make, he must be able to buy several Hersma bags. "Right," I still want to ask you something."

"What's the matter?" Ye Qiu was taken aback.

"Do you have any intention to come to our TV station as a propaganda consultant, with an annual salary of 200,000 yuan!" Miller seemed to be afraid that Ye Qiu would not agree, and hurriedly said, "It is not necessary to let you come to work, or let you put a name on it. We will seek your opinion."

Ye Qiu said in surprise: "Reporter Mi, you too value me, don't you want to make a name for the annual salary of 200,000?"

"I still feel less."

That's what Miller felt inside. Ye Qiu was definitely a genius in this industry. The few ideas he came up with were quite perfect, and there was the municipal government's ability behind it. The TV station was too late to win Ye Qiu.

"I'll think about it." Ye Qiu thought for a while and said.

"What are you still thinking about? You can get 200,000 yuan if you put a name!" Miller said with a bit of heartache, her own salary is only hundreds of thousands a year, "Is it a friend? If it is a friend, agree to it, or I won't help you in the future. Up."

When Ye Qiu heard this, he had to agree: "Well, that's okay, but the annual salary of 200,000 won't be necessary. I can help if I have anything. After all, you have helped me a lot."

Miller was quite surprised to hear this. Even if the boss of those companies, most people wouldn't say that they don't want to pay 200,000, and they can't wait to earn 10,000 or 10,000.

Even she herself sometimes does things that violate professional ethics for the sake of money.

Just like the last time the third son of Tianguang Real Estate, Cheng Xiaoqiang wanted to rob a civic girl and was reported by passers-by that she was brave enough to rob her. She later collected 200,000 yuan, which was regarded as a hush fee.

Thinking of this, she admired Ye Qiu in her heart: "No, this money will definitely be given to you. Tens of thousands a year. What is your bank account number? When the time comes, our TV station's financial affairs will be transferred to you every month."

"That's all right."

Ye Qiu said happily, and reported his bank card account number.

Miller said, just about to hang up, something suddenly remembered: "By the way, Chief Ye, your village is the producing area of ​​Yushan Hawthorn, right?"

"Uh...Yes." Ye Qiu was taken aback.

"I have something to ask you." Miller whispered suddenly, "Which supplier did you sell the Yushan Hawthorn in your village?"

"What's wrong? It seems to be sold to the Shanshan Fruit Supermarket." Ye Qiu just wanted to say that he sold it, but after thinking about it, he changed his view.

Miller said: "I have a good friend. Last time I lost my job and stayed at home because of the hype in the Shanshan Fruit Supermarket."

Ye Qiu suddenly seeped cold sweat on his forehead, and said with a dry smile: "Well, what do you want to do with him?"

Miller said bitterly: "Of course it is to avenge my friend. I want to expose the true face of his hype. Uh, although the Yushan hawthorn is delicious, the hatred of my girlfriends cannot be denied!"

Ye Qiu wiped his cold sweat: "Well, I can't tell you about it. Do you think people are also doing business with our village? If they are known, there is no place to sell hawthorn in our village."

Miller said: "In fact, your village can sell it by yourself! Now the reputation of Yushan Hawthorn has been established, you will definitely earn more by selling it yourself!"

"That's not good." Ye Qiu said with a guilty conscience, "In other words, it was all developed and expanded by others, and we signed the contract. If we did that, it would be unethical."

Miller bewildered: "How big is the contract loss? I think the fruit shop sells tens of millions of hawthorns."

Ye Qiu said something badly, he finally made the matter round, and Miller looked at his face and didn't plan to make trouble with "that person".

"This is a coincidence, I will stay away from reporter Mi in the future."

Ye Qiu shook his head, and then went to the grocery store.

Zhao Meifen was sitting behind the table knitting sweaters. Now the weather is getting colder. Zhao Xiner and Zhao Meier don't have any warm clothes, so they are in a hurry to knit two.

"Aunt Meifen." Ye Qiu said hello.

When Zhao Meifen saw Ye Qiu, her eyes lit up and said, "Ye Qiu, come and try this."

"Ok?"

Ye Qiu was taken aback and walked over.

Zhao Meifen put down his work, then took out a knitted sweater from a box next to it, and gestured to Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu scratched his head: "Aunt Meifen, is this?"

"My aunt made it for you, you can see if it fits." Zhao Meifen looked at Ye Qiu eagerly.

Ye Qiu felt warm in his heart.

He hadn't felt much maternal love since he was a child. Apart from Aunt Wang, Zhao Meifen was the second one to make him feel.

You know, he followed his grandfather, the old man knew that he was forced to practice martial arts all day long, and then he followed another master, but he only knew that he was forced to cook all the time, and he never considered his weak mind. .

Of course, this had already been his powerful perverted mind, after all, it had been destroyed since childhood.

"That's OK."

Ye Qiu nodded, did not reject Zhao Meifen’s kindness, put it on and tried it. It fits quite well, and boasted: "Aunt Meifen, you have nothing to say about your craft, and this sweater is made by hand. I think it can sell for 10,000. !"

"You boy, why is your mouth so sweet."

Zhao Meifen covered her mouth and chuckled lightly, her eyes full of satisfaction when she looked at Ye Qiu, as if her mother-in-law was looking at her son-in-law, um, this kid's figure is a clothes rack, as long as he wears a good-looking image, he will come up. .

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Aunt Meifen, thank you."

"It's okay, you helped our family so much, just a piece of clothing." Zhao Meifen waved his hand.

Ye Qiu put on the clothes and was not ready to take off, so he put a set of camouflage jacket on him.

Zhao Meifen looked a little speechless, how much this guy likes camouflage uniforms, and why they have been wearing camouflage uniforms after coming back? She wondered if Ye Qiu had been wearing this one, but there was no smell.

"Aunt Meifen, I'll get some snacks."

"Okay, take whatever you want."

Zhao Meifen said that the things in this grocery store were originally bought by Ye Qiu, so she naturally wouldn't have any complaints.

Ye Qiu wandered around in the grocery store, picking a bag of potato chips, a biscuits, and a bottle of milk.