Stop Joking! You Really Quit Your Job to Go Back Home and Farm?

Lin Anshu is an ordinary, lowly office worker. The competition in the company is intense, and the boss loves to fine employees and make empty promises. After working diligently for a whole year, sh...

Chapter 98 If you dare tell anyone, you're dead.

Then, arrange those items properly, waiting for Lin Anshu to finish taking photos before putting them on the shelves.

He originally wanted to help take photos too.

However, the photos he took of the actual objects were not as high-quality as those taken by Lin Anshu.

So in the end, Lin Anshu was allowed to take the photos.

But he can still handle the copywriting!

He can write unique and emotionally resonant copy for everything.

Lin Anshu gave it a thumbs up.

Then... I handed over the task of writing the store's copy to him.

The delivered bamboo woven products included straw mats, straw hats, bamboo baskets, winnowing baskets, various small handmade toys, hampers, storage boxes, and so on.

As soon as those items were put on the shelves, Lin Anshu immediately started a live stream, focusing on her father's bamboo weaving movements.

Then, after the live stream ended, a lot of the bamboo woven products in the shop were indeed sold.

At Lin Anshu's suggestion, Lin's father changed his personal comma to the name of his bamboo weaving peach shop.

Besides using it for live streaming, he also occasionally posts short videos of his own bamboo weaving, as well as videos of other people in the village weaving things.

These videos were all filmed and edited by Lin Anshu.

In conclusion, under the organization of Party Secretary Zhang, the leadership of Lin's father, the help of Ji Chuan and Lin Anshu, and the hard work of various craftsmen, the "Lin Family Bamboo Weaving Shop" in Qingshui Village gradually got on track.

"Yes, yes, you're amazing too!"

"Here, this is a reward for you."

As she spoke, Lin's mother picked up a piece of beef she was cutting and put it into Lin's father's mouth, who was tending the fire.

"This beef is good, delicious."

"Hmm." After giving a grunt, Lin's mother asked again.

"By the way, I saw you go into that room where you keep miscellaneous items and take out all your old paintings, paint boxes, drawing boards, brushes and such."

"What, have you already made up your mind and are ready to agree to Secretary Zhang's request?"