191: Xu Yao's opportunity, brotherly contact
It is normal for live streaming sales to fluctuate.
Even the top anchors cannot achieve sales of over 100 million yuan every day. The main problem for Xu Yao is product selection. Most of the fans who follow her account are interested in cosmetics and skin care. Xu Yao has an advantage in selling these things, but Xu Yao cannot only sell cosmetics and skin care in the live broadcast room.
In addition, Xu Yao also needs an opportunity.
It seemed like God knew that Xu Yao needed a pillow because she was sleepy, and Hua Bin got a piece of news.
“Huahu is going to hold its own e-commerce festival!”
Xu Yao asked Hua Bin if the news was confirmed. Hua Bin nodded and said, "A lot of people are saying it. I believe it's true. Although Huahu is not a dedicated e-commerce platform, the platform traffic is large enough and the business is developing so fast. It would be strange if they didn't hold their own e-commerce festival."
For physical merchants, "festivals" have become a specific promotional method.
Christmas, Valentine's Day and Chinese Valentine's Day are all good times for promotions.
After the rise of e-commerce platforms, they followed suit, such as "Double Eleven", "Double Twelve", "618"... During these festivals created by e-commerce, the platform's traffic will be many times higher than usual. This is a shopping carnival for consumers and naturally a good opportunity for Xu Yao!
If Huahu really wants to hold its own e-commerce festival, Xu Yao's studio must start preparing now.
Hua Bin hinted that Xu Yao could ask Gu Jun for inside information, but Xu Yao shook her head: "No need to ask, even you've heard the news. Let's wait and see in two days. How can the platform create a festival without laying the groundwork? They should be warming up for next month's event now!"
Hua Bin thought so too.
Without proper preparation and publicity, Huahu's e-commerce festival will easily fail.
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Xu Yao is waiting for official news from Huahu.
Fu Hong was also waiting for news from Jiang Zhiyan.
Fu Hong finally met Jiang Mingjia at a brand event. Just as she was chatting with Jiang Mingjia, Jason disappeared. Fu Hong found Jason, but she missed the opportunity. And then, Fu Hong never had the chance to run into Jiang Mingjia again.
It was several days later that Fu Hong learned about Jiang Mingjia's whereabouts from the brand's public relations representative.
"Miss Jiang left South City?"
"Yes, we have an event that we would like to invite Miss Jiang to, but she said she is not available in the near future."
Fu Hong was secretly anxious.
She and Jason couldn't stay in South City and wait indefinitely, right?
If Jiang Mingjia hadn't acted as a middleman, Fu Hong would have had to contact Jiang Zhiyan directly.
Having previously said he would never accept custom paintings, Fu Hong's pride couldn't stand it. Just then, Jason disappeared again, and Fu Hong's mood collapsed.
She had no one to contact in South City, so she could only call abroad.
"Is Jason really driving me crazy? Everything I do is for him. I don't need him to do anything else except painting. Can't he understand my hard work? Don't tell me about his emotions. Life is not easy. Is it possible to achieve success without sacrificing personal time?!"
Fu Hong complained a lot on the phone.
I don’t know how the person on the other end of the phone comforted her, but Fu Hong’s emotions gradually stabilized.
"He must have gone back to his old place. I'll go find him."
Despite her outburst, Fu Hong was still deeply concerned about the safety of her youngest son, Jason. If anything happened to him, she would be the first to collapse. Having another child at her age was unrealistic, even with medical assistance. She could have a child, but there was no guarantee it would have Jason's talent for painting!
Does she need a son?
No shortage.
It was enough for her to have Jason as her son, because Jason was talented and because she had invested so much effort in him, it was impossible for her to replicate the process of raising Jason on other children.
Fu Hong hurried out to the neighborhood where she used to live but didn't see Jason.
Fu Hong took out Jason's photo and asked the security guard at the gate. The security guard still remembered Jason: "He came here last time and said his home is here, but he can't produce the access card and doesn't have the owner's registration information. Of course, we can't let him in."
Last time Xu Yao said that Jason had language barriers, but the security guard thought that Jason seemed to be not very smart and stupid and didn’t know how to communicate normally.
Look, that silly young man is lost again today!
"What about today? Is he here again?"
Fu Hong was a little anxious.
The security guard shook his head, "He hasn't been here today."
Fu Hong didn't believe it. "Did you drive my son away and say he never came because you were afraid I would investigate?"
The security guard saw that Fu Hong's clothes didn't look poor, and she had a good character. He was quite polite to her. But Fu Hong kept pestering him, and the security guard grew impatient. "I told you I hadn't been here, why don't you believe me? Besides, we have no obligation to help you take care of your son. If your son is mentally ill, take him to the hospital. It's not right to run around like this all the time. The owners in our community are all well-known figures, and we're worried that your son's illness will flare up and cause trouble for the others!"
Fu Hong was pissed off by the security guard.
The security guard actually thinks Jason is mentally ill, but Jason is a talented painter recognized by the European art world!
She also said that she was afraid that Jason would offend the residents of the community. Before she took Jason abroad, the mother and son were also residents of this community. At that time, these security guards had not yet come to work here.
Just as Fu Hong was arguing with the security guard, a car slowly drove into the community from the side.
The anti-peep film on the car window blocked Fu Hong's view, and she didn't notice that Jason was sitting in the car.
The car drove into the residential complex and parked in the parking space of the townhouse that Jason was familiar with.
The person who got off the car with Jason was Gu Jun!
"You want to go in?"
Gu Jun asked Jason, and Jason nodded slightly.
Gu Jun was very cold: "Whether you want it or not, you have to tell me yourself. I don't want to guess your thoughts through body language!"
Jason obviously didn't want to talk, but Gu Jun wouldn't indulge him, and Jason really wanted to "go home", so he finally succumbed to Gu Jun's insistence.
"I think."
Gu Jun thought this was a good start, "You're doing very well."
Gu Jun's praise made Jason feel a little strange.
Gu Jun ignored Jason and took out the key to open the door.
This townhouse has a new owner in a very short time. Ever since Xu Yao said that day, "Let Jason stop listening to Fu Hong," Gu Jun was touched.
Then Gu Jun bought the townhouse.
As long as enough money is paid, the previous landlord can even move out all personal belongings within a day.
Gu Jun had never spent money this way before. Even though he had been a wealthy man for a while, this was the first time he had actually spent money on himself, aside from approving company investments! Gu Jun had only just begun to experience the joys of the rich.
Jason rushed upstairs after Gu Jun opened the door.
Jason's original room was on the second floor.
The room was still the same room, but the wallpaper and floor had been changed, and it looked nothing like what Jason remembered.
Jason looked out the window.
The scenery outside the window hadn't changed, it was still the same as Jason remembered, and Jason felt like he was really home.
Gu Jun stood at the door and asked Jason, "Do you know who I am?"
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