Ye Qiu was stunned. This result was something he had not expected. The plan of 2-yuan rice bowls and free lunches was just to help the company eliminate negative impacts.
"I can't explain this. You will know it by watching TV today." Mi Le thought for a long time and couldn't describe it, so he had to say this.
"I don't have a TV here." Ye Qiu said speechlessly.
"Okay, you've made a lot of money anyway." Mi Le said with envy. The scene yesterday was really hot. How much money does Ye Qiu make? He must be able to buy several Hermes bags. "By the way,
I still want to ask you something."
"What's going on?" Ye Qiu was stunned.
"Are you interested in working as a publicity consultant at our TV station, with an annual salary of 200,000 yuan!" Mi Le seemed to be afraid that Ye Qiu wouldn't agree, so he hurriedly said, "I don't have to let you come to work, or let you put your name on it when something happens.
We will ask for your opinion."
Ye Qiu said in surprise: "Journalist Mi, you think too highly of me, don't you think my name is just a name with an annual salary of 200,000?"
"I still think it's less."
This is what Mi Le feels in his heart. Ye Qiu is definitely a genius in this field. The several ideas he came up with are quite perfect, and there is also the ability of the municipal government behind them. The TV station has no time to win over Ye Qiu.
"Let me think about this." Ye Qiu thought for a while and said.
"What are you thinking about? You can get 200,000 yuan just by putting your name on it!" Mi Le said sadly. Her annual salary was only a hundred thousand yuan. "Are you a friend? If you are a friend, just agree, otherwise I won't help you in the future.
Already."
When Ye Qiu heard this, he had no choice but to agree: "Okay, but the annual salary of 200,000 yuan is not needed. If there is anything, I can help. After all, you have helped me a lot."
Mi Le was quite surprised when he heard this. Even ordinary people, even the bosses of those companies, would not just give up the 200,000 yuan. They wished they could earn 10,000 yuan.
Even she herself sometimes does things that go against professional ethics just for money.
Just like last time, it was reported that the third son of Tianguang Real Estate, Cheng Xiaoqiang, tried to rob a civilian girl but was bravely acted out by passers-by. She later received 200,000 yuan, which was regarded as hush money.
Thinking of this, she felt a little admired by Ye Qiu: "No, this money must be given to you, even if you have a name, you have to pay it. Look at the current construction industry, you can get ten yuan just by having a certificate."
It’s tens of thousands a year. What’s your bank account number? Our TV station’s finances will be transferred to you every month.”
"That's okay."
Ye Qiu said cheerfully and reported his bank card account number.
Mi Le said, and just about to hang up the phone, he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Village Chief Ye, your village is the origin of Yushan Hawthorn, right?"
"Uh...yes." Ye Qiu was stunned.
"I have something to ask you." Mi Le suddenly whispered, "To which supplier do you sell the Yushan Hawthorn in your village?"
"What's wrong? It seems that it was sold to Shanshan Fruit Supermarket." Ye Qiu just wanted to say that he sold it, but after thinking about it, he changed his explanation.
Mi Le said: "I have a good friend who lost his job last time because of the hype at Shanshan Fruit Supermarket and stayed at home all the time."
Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Ye Qiu's forehead, and he laughed dryly and said, "Well, what do you want to do with him?"
Mi Le said bitterly: "Of course it's to avenge my friend. I want to expose the true face of his hype. Well, although that Yushan hawthorn is delicious, I can't help but avenge my best friend!"
Ye Qiu wiped his cold sweat: "Well, I can't say this. You see, they are also doing business with our village, right? If it is known, there will be no place to sell the hawthorns in our village."
Mi Le said: "Your village can actually sell it yourself! Now that Yushan Hawthorn has become famous, you will definitely make more money by selling it yourself!"
"Isn't that bad?" Ye Qiu said with a guilty conscience, "After all, it was developed and grown by others, and we signed the contract. It would be unethical to do that."
Mi Le puzzled: "How big is the loss in the contract? I think the hawthorns sold in the fruit shop alone cost tens of millions."
Ye Qiu tried hard to talk things over and finally settled the matter. For his sake, Mi Le was not going to cause trouble to "that person".
"This is such a coincidence. Please stay away from Reporter Mi in the future."
Ye Qiu shook his head and went to the grocery store.
Zhao Meifen was sitting behind the table knitting a sweater. Now that the weather was getting colder, Zhao Xiner and Zhao Meier didn't have any warm clothes, so they were in a hurry to knit two pieces.
"Aunt Meifen." Ye Qiu greeted.
When Zhao Meifen saw Ye Qiu, her eyes lit up and she said, "Ye Qiu, come on, try this."
"Um?"
Ye Qiu was stunned and walked over.
Zhao Meifen put down what she was doing, then took out a knitted sweater from a box next to her and touched Ye Qiu's body.
Ye Qiu scratched his head: "Aunt Meifen, what is this?"
"Auntie knitted it for you, see if it fits you." Zhao Meifen looked at Ye Qiu eagerly.
Ye Qiu felt warm in his heart.
He has never felt much maternal love since he was a child. Apart from Aunt Wang, Zhao Meifen was the second one who made him feel it.
You know, he followed his grandfather, who forced him to practice martial arts all day long. Later, he followed another master, who only forced him to cook all day long, without considering his weak mind at all.
.
Of course, this also exposed his powerful and perverted mind early on, after all, he had been tortured since he was a child.
"That's okay."
Ye Qiu nodded and did not refuse Zhao Meifen's kindness. He put it on and tried it on. It fit perfectly. He praised: "Aunt Meifen, your craftsmanship is incredible. Moreover, this sweater is purely handmade. I think it can sell for 10,000 yuan."
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"You kid, why do you have such a sweet mouth?"
Zhao Meifen covered her mouth and chuckled. She looked at Ye Qiu with eyes full of satisfaction, like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law. Well, this kid's body is like a clothes rack. As long as he wears nice clothes, his image will come up.
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Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Aunt Meifen, thank you."
"It's okay, you have helped our family so much, it's just a piece of clothing." Zhao Meifen waved her hand.
Ye Qiu put on the clothes and didn't plan to take them off, so he put on a camouflage jacket.
Zhao Meifen was a little speechless. How much did this guy like camouflage uniforms? Why did he keep wearing them after he came back? She even wondered if Ye Qiu had been wearing this one, but there was no smell.
"Aunt Meifen, let me get some snacks."
"Okay, take whatever you want."
Zhao Meifen said that the items in this grocery store were originally purchased by Ye Qiu, so naturally she would not have any objections.
Ye Qiu walked around the grocery store and picked out a bag of potato chips, a pack of biscuits and a bottle of milk.