Chapter 43 Chapter 43 Chapter 43
As a newcomer in selling goods, Gu Ting has no skills in selling goods, and her sales level is negligible. The only thing she can show off is her sincere heart that wants to do good for Youjie, although it seems to be of no use.
So she frankly followed the script provided by Youjie, explaining step by step until she half-read, half-reciting: "Anyone who purchases the 'Female Goddess of Wealth' series in the live broadcast room today will not only receive a 20 yuan coupon, but also a mysterious benefit: a copy of this item will be personally signed by Gu Ting, the millionaire anchor and goddess of wealth—that's me—with a heartfelt blessing for those who understand. Limited to 5,000 copies, randomly dropped..."
Gu Ting couldn't help but blink when he read this. He glanced at Manager Qian in front of him and saw that the other party was fawning with his hands clasped and his face almost said "Goddess of Wealth, please calm down."
Gu Ting: I fell into a fucking trap. I only told her I needed her autograph, but I didn't tell her I needed so many copies at once. Others need a pen to sign, but she needs her life to sign!
But the words were already out, and thinking that sales were closely related to her own income, she had no choice but to continue explaining.
As this sentence was thrown out, the situation of the barrage changed drastically. The noisy Instinct suddenly became quiet, causing the barrage of passers-by to suddenly become conspicuous.
"A signature is considered a secret benefit? What the hell? I'd rather give you a five-dollar coupon."
"Goddess of wealth, what the hell? I'm here to buy things, not to ask for wealth."
"There's so much to complain about. What era is this? Why are you still doing this? I'm reporting it."
"Youjie, your product is really good, but please stop doing these weird things. Wouldn't it be better to use the money to promote it? If you keep doing this, you might go bankrupt!"
Qian Fei, who was outside the camera, looked at the barrage of comments on his phone and smiled bitterly. Unfortunately, you were right. Youjie is really not far from bankruptcy.
Passersby were still complaining about the output until they opened the product window and saw that the "Female Goddess of Wealth" series was sold out with a transaction volume of 20,000.
Passersby who are well versed in the sales tactics were not surprised at all.
"Gu Wanghong, listen to me. Next time, tell the studio to buy more slowly. You're just a little-known Wanghong, but your 299 shampoo and conditioner set sold out 20,000 times in seconds. It looks fake at first glance."
"Wouldn't it be better to be less gimmicky and more sincere? In today's society, everything is about traffic and marketing. It's really boring."
"Right, right, right, that's right. 20,000 orders sold out in seconds. The streamer is so awesome! Not to mention 20,000 orders, even if it was 1 million orders, if each of the streamer's fans bought one, it would still be sold out in seconds? Isn't that right?"
"Youjie, you should change your anchor. You've been making products for 20 years. You're not the same as these marketing-driven influencers."
"Haha, black and red are still red. Youjie, are you also rushing to take advantage of the black and red traffic? It will ruin my good impression. I won't buy it."
"Listen to people's advice and you will have a full meal. Good wine needs no bush. Our products are so good, why should we worry about not being able to sell them?"
Qian Fei smiled even more bitterly. Their company had been established for more than 20 years. Now it was no longer a world where good wine would sell itself, but a world where all kinds of messy flavors were mixed together and consumers were confused. So it was not about who was more eye-catching and who would have a higher survival rate, right?
If they continue to stubbornly cling to the old ways, it is only a matter of time before bad money drives out good.
While the passers-by on this side were still giving kind advice, the other side came back again after the "fight" between Sting and the others.
"We have 2 million fans of InfluxSting, and Youjie has only released 20,000 orders. This is very detrimental to our internal unity, and many InfluxStings are on the verge of falling out. So, on behalf of the 2 million InfluxStings, I strongly request that Youjie release another 1.98 million orders, and include the mysterious lucky bag."
It's only 299 yuan, right? Once you win the lucky draw, you could easily earn tens, hundreds, or even thousands of 299 yuan. The livestream is still online, after all. Wouldn't it be even better to get the lucky draw's own handwritten calligraphy? Making a killing, making a fortune is a given!
Some fans who were undercover in Li Kong's live broadcast room heard from Li Kong himself that after he hung up the calligraphy written by Gu Ting, his business has been booming recently. He won several big projects in one go, and this year's revenue is definitely far higher than in previous years.
The super-rich second generation are all openly taking advantage of the gods' wealth. If they don't, wouldn't they be no different from fools? Since my background is not as good as the rich second generation, I must work twice as hard to take advantage of wealth. Maybe I will be the next rich first generation!
The fan group passed on the news by word of mouth, and their thoughts were unprecedentedly unified, which was vividly reflected in the barrage.
"Instant +1"
"Inchstine +2"
"Instant+3"
“…”
The moment Gu Ting saw the comments, his eyes widened, his pupils shrank sharply, and he almost collapsed and said, "Two million autographs...you guys are trying to kill me!"
Did her followers skyrocket to 2 million overnight? But now she realizes that sometimes having too many followers isn't necessarily a good thing!
What Ding Chong and his gang of vicious villains could not do, her fans succeeded in doing - they succeeded in breaking her defense.
Gu Ting waved his hands repeatedly: "No, absolutely not, even if I die! I can't sign even a single word."
Fans who were watching the fun were not afraid to make a fuss: "Oh, you think it's Sting-bashing, but your idol doesn't think it's Sting-bashing, then this is very Sting-bashing."
"Where did you get the Sting praise? You're bragging without thinking, and you even have 2 million copies. Are you really Sting praise?"
"I came in and bought something. Do you know what it is? It's full of jokes... Hahahaha..."
"No, which monkey hired this army of funny people? Do they really want to make me laugh to death and inherit all my hahahahahahaha?"
"Brothers, wake up! This is a real live broadcast, not a dream."
“…”
This is how Gu Ting's fans reacted to the sarcasm and ridicule from outsiders.
"I suggest you make good use of search terms. Keywords include winning a house, scratch-off double yolk, Ding Chong's arrest, rolling into an ancient tomb, slaying bandits with a dagger, fugitive killer suspect, Li Jingyao's only daughter found, gangsters stabbing each other, 200 yuan for a chance to win a 2 million yuan CS98 peerless artifact, picking up a gem bowl on the roadside, a gem bowl containing a nest of snakes and rats... and so on. There are too many factors to list them all."
"Today you are being sarcastic, but I'm not angry because you don't understand what it means to be a god. When you understand tomorrow, if you can still maintain this deadly attitude, I will gladly call you a god!"
"When you were closest to the God of Pumping, the distance between you was only an Internet connection. You had no idea that half an hour later you would be crazy about this woman."
"Damn it, don't cheat on cows and horses, otherwise you will continue to be a cow and a horse in your next life. The fortune of drawing the gods is really not to be underestimated. Whatever you ask for will be granted. It is much more effective than burning incense in the mountains. Those who cheat will never get rich in this life or the next!"
"Don't believe it? Follow XX's live stream and I guarantee you'll never want to leave once you're in."
"Where's Leader Youjie? Everyone's already belittling the reputation of Chushen. Don't we have any dignity left for praising Sting? Huh? Right now, let's post the 1 million pre-sale link and show everyone our strength."
"Brothers should settle accounts clearly. If anyone steals dozens or even hundreds of orders at once just because of Sting, I'll go straight to your house and block you!"
"We are all family, please show some mercy..."
Qian Fei's sweat dripped down as the barrage of comments refreshed rapidly. It was really confusing for him as to how these fans would sometimes unite against the outside world and sometimes fight among themselves.
Gu Ting was swept up in the barrage of comments and turned his gaze to Qian Fei: "Manager Qian, pre-sale link?"
Qian Fei gritted his teeth and said, "The inventory is tight. I'll put another batch on the shelves tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
Gu Ting reassured the audience, "Don't worry, this is a brand new series, and our Youjie factory is urgently producing it. I will continue to promote it in the live broadcast room tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, so please wait and see."
What she was thinking was that Youjie’s hunger marketing was a great success, and tomorrow’s sales would definitely be high!
At this point, the Stings had no choice but to give up and fight again tomorrow.
After the livestream ended, Qian Fei stepped forward and shook hands cordially with Gu Ting, his eyes sparkling. "Ms. Gu, congratulations on our hugely successful first day of livestreaming! Our ads will be operational as early as next month, and will surely drive even more sales."
20,000 orders are not particularly many, it was just a test on the first day of the live broadcast, but the transaction volume exceeded 20,000 so easily, which was like a shot of adrenaline for Qian Fei and brought great confidence to Youjie.
The other Youjie staff members all looked at Gu Ting with a friendly look, although many of them did not know her before.
Gu Ting said with a forced smile, "Manager Qian is indeed a seasoned veteran. He's fully utilized my strengths. 5,000 signatures with blessings? How many signatures are needed tomorrow and the day after tomorrow? Even the landlord's mule wouldn't exploit me like this!"
Qian Fei smiled flatteringly: "If we were to use an outsider, then of course we wouldn't be able to ask for it, but Miss Gu, you will soon be a member of our Youjie family. Isn't it right for family members to be more tolerant of us?"
Gu Ting blinked his eyes: "When did I become a member of Youjie's family?"
Qian Fei leaned in and whispered, "Boss Zhang and I have an agreement. If Youjie can survive this time, you, Miss Gu, will be a shareholder of Youjie. Boss Zhang and I will each give you one percent of the shares. How do you think that works?"
Gu Ting's eyes lit up first, then he revealed a mysterious smile and touched his chin: "Manager Qian, I actually think I can still make use of my strengths..."
Qian Fei sincerely admired and said: "...Miss Gu, you are a talent, I was right about you!"
Qian Fei: Sending the Goddess of Wealth to join Youjie as a shareholder of the company, doesn’t that mean the God of Wealth has come and wealth is rolling in?
Gu Ting: I got the Youjie shares for free. I will have a share of every cent Youjie earns. It’s like a perpetual motion machine for making money. Two words can sum it up: perfect!
Both of them were very satisfied with the result.
The live broadcast ended at 11 o'clock in the evening. Gu Ting took out her mobile phone and saw a message from Officer Wu Tian: Your former agent Luo Yuan has been arrested. He said he would meet you tomorrow to discuss something.
Gu Ting took a look to confirm that he was not mistaken, and the corners of his mouth curled up harder than AK. He was put in jail just a few days after resigning? Why do I sound so happy?
The live broadcast on the second day was still scheduled for 8 o'clock in the evening. Gu Ting was free in the morning, so he went to the prison to see Luo Yuan under the escort of Du Kaifeng.
In the room, the moment he saw Luo Yuan, Gu Ting couldn't help but be shocked. He was too thin, with sunken cheeks, dull eyes, and black spots under his eyes. He looked like a Qing Dynasty zombie in a Hong Kong zombie movie, without a trace of human color.
"Brother Luo, how did you end up like this?"
Luo Yuan sat down, his dry face twitched twice, and his eyes seemed to be like two bean-sized candles that appeared quietly in a desolate mountain village, swaying, flickering, and carrying a ghostly aura.
The first words out of his mouth were: "Tingting, Brother Luo knows he is wrong." As he said this, tears started to flow down his face.
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