Chapter 180 Sun Huanyu: We will help you sell
The noise was coming towards the ancestral hall, and was getting closer and closer, occasionally accompanied by crying and shouting.
He Nanzhou was afraid of scaring Chao Chao, so he reached out and picked up the child, then stood back.
As soon as I stood still, I saw a group of people running up and shouting to several villagers who were already at the entrance of the ancestral hall.
"Director, it's over. It's all over."
"What's over?" The director was a man in his fifties. He walked out from the villagers and frowned at the twenty or so villagers who came over. "If you have anything to say, speak slowly. Don't cry. I can't hear you clearly."
Su Fangrong explained to the others in a low voice, "This is the village director of our Jinwen Village. The younger generation of us usually call him Uncle Qiu."
The people of Daqi Dynasty looked at each other in bewilderment. "This village director, is it what our village chief meant? Why is he called director?"
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In front of the ancestral hall behind the sky curtain, people were already shouting and yelling.
"Uncle Qiu, the internet celebrity who was going to help us sell oranges live has failed." This is what a younger man in the village said.
The village director was confused. "The house collapsed? Their house collapsed, so they can't come?"
He is obviously not very familiar with some of the terms used on the Internet today.
The young man was stunned and explained quickly, "No, I mean, the anchor's reputation has been ruined. Now people are saying everywhere on the Internet that the goods he sells during live broadcasts are all defective, not only unpalatable but also expensive. Several people were hospitalized due to food poisoning. This matter has caused a big stir."
The villagers nodded immediately. "Yes, yes, yes. Now many people are asking for returns. Some are going directly to the merchants, but many are also looking for him. The anchor also has a bad attitude. He refused to admit his mistakes and even argued that the buyers couldn't afford the genuine products, so they bought cheap counterfeits, and then blamed him when something went wrong. As a result, netizens became even angrier and everyone started to boycott him."
"If he's like this, forget about selling oranges to us through live streaming. I'm afraid we won't be able to sell our oranges once he goes online."
After hearing this, the village director's face turned very ugly.
He took out his cell phone and said, "I'll call him."
"I can't get through. I just called. The other party didn't answer at all. When I called again, he blocked me directly."
The village chief didn't give up and called anyway, but the call just didn't go through.
He couldn't help but curse.
The villagers were even more panicked when they saw this. "What should we do? This is a liar. Not only did he ask for our money to set up these venues, he also asked for pit fees. He gave us 30,000 yuan."
Su Fangrong frowned and said to Jian Yunsang and the others, "This money was collected by the villagers who wanted to sell oranges through live streaming. It not only covers the venue and booth fees, but also the food and lodging for the anchors. They said they couldn't get used to living in the village, so they wanted to go to the county town to open a hotel. All in all, it's another 10,000 yuan. All in all, it's about 50,000 yuan."
There are more than ten households selling oranges, which means that before any oranges are sold, each household has invested more than 4,000 yuan.
For a family like He Nanzhou, four or five thousand yuan might be just the cost of a meal. But for the villagers of Jinwen Village, it would take them several months to save up.
If it were just this, they would have considered themselves unlucky, but now they couldn't even sell the oranges.
Just as Su Fangrong finished speaking, a woman's howl came from the other side, "It's all your fault, it's all your fault for being greedy. I told you to sell them even at a lower price, but you insisted on listening to your nephew and leaving them here for the internet celebrity to sell. Now look what's going on, what are we going to do with our oranges? It's all your fault."
As the man spoke, he started beating the man next to him.
Chaochao was held by He Nanzhou, and she saw at a glance that the man who was beaten was her seventh uncle whom she knew.
Uncle Seven hunched over and hit his head again and again, "It's my fault. I just wanted to sell it at a higher price and make some money. My son was almost unable to buy a house in the city, so we helped him. Who would have known, who would have known... It's all my fault."
When her son was mentioned, Aunt Qi could no longer beat him and just covered her face and cried.
"What should I do now?"
Su Fangrong said, "In previous years, when the oranges were ripe, fruit dealers we had worked with would buy them at a low price. But they couldn't buy them all, so the villagers would find the rest themselves and sell them sporadically. This year, the fruit dealers we worked with wanted less than in previous years, and two of them kept pushing down the price. The villagers didn't make any money at all. It just so happened that the internet celebrity anchor said he would help sell the oranges, so everyone agreed thinking they could make some money at the price. But now, the anchor has gotten into trouble, and it's too late to find another fruit dealer."
I don’t know how many of this batch of oranges can be sold.
Even though oranges can be stored longer than other fruits, they are still fruits after all, and they will no longer be fresh if left for too long.
Sun Huanyu was puzzled. “The villagers should have signed a contract with the internet celebrity, right? They can sue him and ask him for compensation.”
He Nanzhou, "It will take time to sue him for compensation. The most urgent issue now is the sale of oranges. If they are not sold, they will rot in the fields."
Chao Chao was worried, "What should I do then?"
She thought for a moment and said to Jian Yunsang, "Mom, I have some pocket money. Can I buy Uncle Qi's oranges?"
Sun Huanyu smiled and said, "You can buy all the oranges. Even if you have enough pocket money, you can't eat all the oranges or give them away."
That’s not right. If the oranges were sent by the He family, maybe they could actually be delivered completely.
But this is only a temporary solution. There are so many villagers present. If they buy Uncle Qi's, won't the other villagers come over to buy it?
Sun Huanyu rolled his eyes and asked Chao Chao, "Do you want to help them?"
Chao Chao nodded and said, "Think about it, Uncle Qi was very nice to me before, and he even taught me how to brush cement."
Sun Huanyu: "..." Is that good enough? Are all children so easily satisfied?
Others may not know, but Jian Yunsang He Nanzhou knows that there were very few people who were friendly to Chao Chao in the past, so she would remember any kindness shown to her, and would want to repay the other person once she had the ability.
It's a good thing that the little girl wants to help, and as parents, there's no reason to stop her.
Jian Yunsang raised his eyebrows and looked at Sun Huanyu, "From what you said, do you have a solution?"
Sun Huanyu chuckled and was about to say something, but the villagers of Jinwen Village over there became emotionally unstable. Someone couldn't help but stepped forward and pushed over the table on the field.
Upon seeing this, Sun Huanyu hurried forward to stop the man, "Hey, hey, hey, calm down, don't be so impulsive, it's just selling oranges, right? We're here to help you sell them."
As soon as these words were spoken, the scene fell into silence.
The village director pushed through the crowd and squeezed next to Sun Huanyu, "You, who are you?"
Su Fangrong immediately said, "This is Teacher Jian's friend, Mr. Sun."
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