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Chapter 11 Not the most money-deficient

Chapter 11 Not the most short of money

The lowest cat hunting price of 200 yuan was cut down to 50 yuan for a variety of reasons——

He said that stray cats like to gather, and finding one is equivalent to finding a group; he said that stray cats can't run far, and it doesn't take much effort to find them in the community; he also said that this is a good thing to accumulate blessings for himself, and it will be damaged if he charges too much money.

your own happiness.

Wang Wei really couldn't withstand the power of the aunts, so he had to give in.

"If this continues, our investigation firm will be close to bankruptcy, right?" Wang Wei felt heavy.

Qu Mingcong didn't have as many scenes as him. After reading the paper version of the information calmly, he said: "There are a few familiar cats here. I think I saw them today. If you encounter them on the road in the future, just catch them by the way. I will post the electronic version of the photos."

I have one."

Wang Wei typed on the keyboard and sent him an electronic version of the information. He said hesitantly: "Should we change our business strategy? Wu Daqiang and the others have recently started live broadcasting. I used a trumpet to enter their live broadcast room last night.

After taking a look, there are actually hundreds of people watching online, how about we also do a live broadcast?"

"Who is Wu Daqiang?" Qiao Yueying on the phone interrupted and asked him.

Wang Wei replied: "Wu Daqiang is an investigation firm jointly opened by three brothers. We are the only two firms in the West Fourth Ring Road in Qingjiang City. The relationship between us can be said to be like ice and fire on the West Fourth Ring Road.

The light and night on the West Fourth Ring Road, Ronaldo and Zidane on the West Fourth Ring Road..."

He paused and looked at Qu Mingcong doubtfully: "By the way, what do you call this netizen of yours?"

Qiao Yueying said: "I am Qiao..."

"Xiao Qiao." Qu Mingcong had already predicted it and cut off her voice in advance, saying decisively, "Just call her Xiao Qiao."

"Oh, hello, Xiao Qiao!" Wang Wei came over and stretched his neck to see what Qiao Yueying looked like.

But the phone was hanging on Qu Mingcong's chest, and he had no intention of turning it over.

Wang Wei: “…………”

He sat back and continued the topic: "Xiao Qiao is probably a foreigner, so he may not know much about it. Our Qingjiang City is a famous city of urban legends. Various urban legends are widely circulated, and then in Xisi

There is a popular legend about Cat-Headed Woman in the ring, and now Wu Daqiang and his office are using the search for Cat-Headed Woman as a gimmick to broadcast live on the Glass River every night."

"But the Cat-headed Girl doesn't really exist, and it's impossible to find her." Qiao Yueying was puzzled, "Will anyone watch this kind of live broadcast?"

"Yes! That's great!" Wang Wei clapped his thigh hard, "There are so many boring people! It doesn't matter whether we can find Cathead Girl or not, we are just joining in the fun anyway. By then, Wu Daqiang's reputation will be established, and from now on everyone will just

If they know Wu Daqiang but don't know Wang Xiaoming, the business in West Fourth Ring Road will be monopolized by them!"

"Then what should we do?" After listening to his analysis, Qiao Yueying couldn't help but worry about the future of the firm, "How about we also start a live broadcast?"

Qu Mingcong silently twitched the corners of his mouth, too lazy to get involved, so he turned around and walked to the water dispenser to get water.

"Actually, that's what I mean." Wang Wei looked serious, stood up and chased after him, "I've been watching a lot of live broadcasts recently, and I've gained a lot. In this era, traffic is king. To develop the fan economy, the traditional

This business method is outdated! So, I thought before Wu Daqiang’s live broadcast data comes up, how about we also have a live broadcast in the evening?”

"Go ahead, I'm not free." Qu Mingcong picked up the paper cup and drank water, his reaction was very cold, "I have to go to the hospital tonight."

Wang Wei immediately complained, "Don't refuse directly, my aunt will not be hospitalized forever!"

Qu Mingcong said: "I have to go back to accompany her after I am discharged from the hospital. I can't be busy outside during the day and stay away from home at night. Her memory is already bad enough now. If she can't see me again, she will forget it faster."

When he said this, Wang Wei knew that there was no chance, but he was a little unwilling and continued to struggle: "Then... let's change the business hours. You can stay at home with your mother during the day and go out to work at night?"

Qu Mingcong snorted, crumpled the empty paper cup into a ball and threw it into the trash can, "You, don't think about it. Most of the orders in the office now are to find cats and dogs. This kind of work can only be done during the day.

, how to find it in the dark at night?"

"Then...then..." Wang Wei gritted his teeth and reluctantly took a step back, "Then change the live broadcast time to daytime! Can we live broadcast during the day? I will set up a mobile phone to follow you, and it will not affect you.

Work.”

Qu Mingcong shook his head and looked at him helplessly, "You and me? Then who will come to see the store?"

"...Xiao Qi?" Wang Wei had an idea and realized that this plan was feasible. "She is idle at home anyway, so why not come over and help us look after the store."

"Do you have the money to pay someone a salary? Or are you going to let someone work for free? Go ahead and tell her and see if she is willing." Qu Mingcong stopped paying attention to him and took out his helmet and motorcycle keys from the locker.

, waved his hands and left.

"I'm going to the hospital, please remember to lock the door."

Wang Wei watched Qu Mingcong leave and couldn't help but sigh. He lowered his head and looked at his phone again. He found that Wu Daqiang had become a fan again. He couldn't bear to think about it, so he immediately placed an order for a set of live broadcast equipment.



Motorcycles were speeding on the road, and the evening wind conveyed the chill of autumn.

Qiao Yueying couldn't feel the heat or cold on her phone, but she could see Qu Mingcong's hands tightly clenching the handlebars, and the knuckles were white.

After watching silently for a while, she couldn't help but say: "Qu Mingcong, I think you are so weird."

"What's strange?" Qu Mingcong asked casually, staring ahead.

"It's just... you are obviously short of money, but you don't seem to be too keen on things that can make money." Qiao Yueying felt very confused, "For example, the live broadcast Wang Wei mentioned just now, although it may not be successful,

But you are not even willing to try, and I asked you to take me back to Qiao's house before... Okay, I admit there is a risk. My dad may not be able to recognize me if I become like this, but what if I do?

?If it succeeds, my dad will definitely give you a large sum of money, aren't you tempted?"

She sighed heavily: "Oh! That's why I think you are so weird and I can't understand you."

The corners of Qu Mingcong's lips curled up, "That's because I'm very short of money, but I'm not the most short of money."

"Aren't you most in need of money?" Qiao Yueying frowned, "What do you mean?"

Qu Mingcong took a deep breath, and the autumn wind brought a cool chill to his heart. When he felt the cold, his tired mind became a little clearer.

"What I lack most is time." He said calmly, "If I was just short of money, there would be no need to resign a year ago. The most convenient thing about this job now is that the time is flexible, there is no discipline, no orders, and no sudden changes.

When I need to rush to other places for urgent tasks, I can freely control the pace of my life without worrying that I will be unable to do anything when my mother needs me..."

He looked at the white hospital building in the distance and said: "So, I don't have extra time to do those messy live broadcasts, and I don't want to take any risks that may break the rhythm of life."

Qiao Yueying listened silently and stopped talking.

(End of chapter)


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