Chapter 73 Live Broadcast Ends
Everyone laughed happily when they heard that I could repair refrigerators.
[Chuntian: You pushed your cousin to the front to face the anchor, is that good? That’s not good.]
Qin Mengmeng asked: "When is your cousin free?"
I can repair the refrigerator and cough a few times, and say: "Well, let me talk to my cousin, but Mengjie, what is the price?"
"The price is negotiable."
After all, it's in Xincheng High School.
Qin Mengmeng said: "No matter how you negotiate with your cousin, I can give you three times the market price, but you must find someone to install it on site. I won't pay if there is no skilled worker."
Installing windows is a really technical job, and it's also a little dangerous. Qin Mengmeng is not completely incapable of it, but she only knows a little bit, and there's no need to do it herself if something can be solved with money.
Money itself is just a medium of exchange for labor.
I can repair refrigerators. Hearing her say that, I said happily, "Okay! Mengjie, I will definitely prepare both the person and the window for you before you go on air tomorrow."
Qin Mengmeng smiled and hung up the call with me, who can repair refrigerators.
Then she looked down at her watch.
The end time of the live broadcast depends on the time when the moon sets. As the solar terms change, the time when the moon sets varies, so there is actually no fixed time for the end of the live broadcast.
But you can work overtime.
She estimated the time and said, "It seems that there are only two hours left until the end of the live broadcast."
[Blood and Flesh Monk: Then——? ]
Qin Mengmeng said: "Then we have to improve efficiency and we can't work overtime no matter what."
It's not that she has never worked overtime before. She works overtime every day on the construction site, working during the day and at night. It is common for her to work hard to meet the deadline.
A construction site is actually the same as a film crew. If the work is not completed for a day due to the temporary gathering of people and venues, that is a day's cost.
But this time, Qin Mengmeng has the final say.
"Just do as much as you can. If you can't finish, continue tomorrow."
Smashing the windows and cleaning up the garbage in the room seem to be simple tasks, but in fact, they require a lot of strength. The little female ghosts can't help at all, so Yu Jiuye and the hound have to do it.
After they have cleaned up the indoor garbage, let the little female ghosts scrape the wall themselves.
Qin Mengmeng found that the room was only as small as a dormitory, and if these little girls were given a shovel each, they could do the work by themselves as if they were playing a game.
The dormitory head and the little kid looked like they were having a lot of fun.
"What about you?" Yu Jiuye asked.
Qin Mengmeng pointed to the window of Room 903 and said, "I'll fix this window."
Yu Jiuye walked out of the door of 903 with a hammer in his hand and went to work with satisfaction.
Qin Mengmeng: “.”
In fact, Yu Jiuye’s mentality is easy to understand. No one likes to have an idle person sitting aside doing nothing while they are working.
But...it's just funny.
After all, not long ago he had been determined not to do this kind of work where he had to use a hammer instead of a knife.
And... you've left and Qin Mengmeng is left there slacking off, and he can't see her. Are you satisfied with just a little bit of spiritual comfort?
Qin Mengmeng shook her head.
Fortunately, she is a person who sets high standards and strict requirements for herself, and she will not be lazy even if she is alone.
On the other hand, the little kid and the dormitory head were just playing around. At the beginning of the competition, they progressed very quickly and it didn't take long for the ownership of the tablet to be decided. The dormitory head chose his favorite musical, and the two little kids lay down to watch the movie.
There was still a large piece of wall left, so Qin Mengmeng worked hard with a shovel to scrape off the wall.
She worked like this for two hours, and before the live broadcast ended, she reported her work to the audience in the live broadcast room.
This wasn't her first time making a work report, nor was it her first time facing so many people, but she still felt a strange feeling...
In the past, when reporting to superiors, the more formal the better, and even needs to be appropriately modified. But when you do a daily work summary in private to do better tomorrow, the more truthful the better, even if it is brief and concise.
However, this kind of informal report made to increase user stickiness in the live broadcast room is more interesting than effective and more real.
"Today's live broadcast..." Qin Mengmeng shook her head: "I didn't accomplish anything at all. I was busy all night, all trivial and boring things."
"The meeting is adjourned!!! We'll talk tomorrow."
【mr.robot: TvT, outrageous.】
[Red head, white background, black text: Sister Meng, if you look down on these fans in our live broadcast room and think they are not worthy of listening to your report, just say so. Why are you like this? I’m going to make a scene! ]
【mr.robot: First, we dealt with the safety risks of fans opening boxes offline in the live broadcast room; second, the 903 renovation and reconstruction project entered the start-up phase, and we negotiated with the window supplier; third, we took over the follow-up project from Mr. Wang. 】
Qin Mengmeng: "You are good at writing."
"Thank you Mr. Robot for writing the work report for me. You can review it."
[Black words on a white background with a red header: I am so lucky. I have to review documents at work and continue reviewing documents after work.]
[AAA Apple Wholesaler: Fourth, I identified the fake and inferior fruit wholesalers, rectified the live broadcast room atmosphere and cleared my name. ]
[Small Reunion: Fifth, after feeding the little ghost dormitory head and the physical education teacher, Teacher Wang was the only one crying, but all three of his ghosts were upgraded! ]
【Little Bear Doll: In that case, saving Mr. Wang's life can be considered an achievement.】
[The 47th Skull Fragment: Well, in that case, does persuading people to study count? ]
[Blood and Flesh Monk: Through Mr. Yu's action of kneeling down in a second while holding the Ziyun Temple talisman, I severely slapped the face of Ziyun Temple. This is also the result of my work! ]
[Blood and Flesh Monk: I want to cut that video and send it to Ziyun to watch.]
【Mr.Robot: You are making an enemy of Mengjie, so let’s not do it.】
[Blood and Flesh Monk: It's okay. The people in Ziyun Temple are vulnerable. As long as I mention the four words "Jiangdu Underworld", I guarantee that those people won't dare to breathe, let alone come to trouble Sister Meng.]
[Xiao Tuanyuan: I don't understand. Can anyone explain what the Jiangdu Underworld is? ]
[AAA banana wholesaler gave the anchor nine incense sticks. ]
[AAA Banana Wholesaler: Since I have listened to Sister Meng’s work report, I must pay the anchor 2333]
[AAA Apple wholesaler gave the anchor 19 points of incense. ]
[AAA Apple Wholesaler: Why is it only nine points? Pick your nose. Are you going to go bankrupt? ]
[AAA banana wholesaler gave the anchor 29 incense sticks as a reward. ]
…
Qin Mengmeng smiled as she looked at the barrage.
She chose the summary method that received the most comments, and everyone's responses were indeed very enthusiastic.
This even made her feel a little proud.
Things like live streaming seem to be quite simple.
Sure enough, the live broadcasts she watched were not in vain. They were so relaxing and attracted the audience's participation.
What is most exciting is that the power of iconic symbols in shaping the host's personal image will gradually show after being repeated many times.
A successful big anchor usually has two actions to consolidate his godhood. An iconic famous scene suddenly becomes popular on the Internet, bringing in a huge influx of traffic when neither the anchor himself nor the platform expects it. This is an overnight success that is hard to come by and is necessary to establish godhood.
But in addition to the famous scenes, they must also have a unique keyword that can be linked to the anchor himself, a word that is tied to them, laying the tone and basic foundation of their personal image.
Qin Mengmeng hoped that this word was work report and not something else.
This word makes people feel that she is professional, reliable, stable and trustworthy.
Naturally, such a personal image needs to be managed day after day.
I forgot who once said a wise saying about publicity, which is that publicity is something that is repeated day after day, simple and crude but effective.
Originally, she had never been a host, so naturally she didn't care about such things, but now that she has already taken the job and there seems to be no exit mechanism at present, she will just play by the host's rules.
Qin Mengmeng is the kind of perfectionist who cannot tolerate herself doing anything poorly. Even if she is just playing the game, she will do her best, let alone being a host.
She finally smiled and waved goodbye to everyone.
"See you all tonight at nine o'clock!"
Qin Mengmeng exited the live broadcast room. It was six o'clock in the morning and the sky was already bright.
The night work is over and the day work is about to begin.
Qin Mengmeng stretched lazily, feeling that the struggle would never end.
She still had a lot of things to do today. According to the four-quadrant work method, she picked out the important and urgent things. The first thing she had to do was to go back and find the ghostwriter at the tablet shop, immediately.
For Yu Jiuye's life.
Last night, Yu Jiuye had already proved that he had neither the subjective intention to harm the lives of Qin Mengmeng's family, nor the objective strength, and mainly because he did not have the courage.
However, the ghostwriter had promised Qin Mengmeng yesterday evening that he would kill Yu Jiuye before dusk today.
And Yu Jiuye himself... seems to be quite incompetent.
Qin Mengmeng had neither seen the strength of Yu Jiuye himself nor the strength of the person who took pictures for the tablets in the shop. She was not even sure about the specific strength of Old Man Ma.
The people in the live broadcast room wished her good luck in martial arts, but she was just a piece of trash with zero martial arts value.
Up to now, I can only vaguely feel that the little ghost is quite powerful, the dormitory head is also quite powerful, the physical education teacher is also okay, and then... well, the hound is the only one who is worse than her.
Then Yu Jiuye is no match for Teacher Wang, and Teacher Wang is no match for the dormitory head. It seems that the dormitory head and the little ghost are on the same level?
Qin Mengmeng was completely confused about this matter.
But she wasn't worried at all.
No matter how powerful you are, you still have to listen to her in the end.
She even had to go through the trouble of cancelling the murder commission early in the morning.
Qin Mengmeng drove to the funeral street near the Second People's Hospital and ran into Old Man Ma who was returning to do business with a bag of soy milk.
Old Man Ma, with the politeness of the older generation, invited Qin Mengmeng to come in and sit down. Qin Mengmeng saw that the tablet shop next door was not open yet, so she didn't show any courtesy and followed Old Man Ma into the shop.
Old Man Ma said, "I was just being polite, why did you take it so seriously? Would you like to have another sip of my soy milk?"
Qin Mengmeng said: "That's right, I haven't had breakfast yet."
Old Man Ma laughed and scolded, "Go buy it yourself!"
This entire street is dedicated to the funeral business of Xincheng Second People's Hospital. Relying on the Second People's Hospital, it is not only the funeral industry that is prosperous, but the catering industry is also developing well.
This means that there are a lot of breakfast shops around. Qin Mengmeng walked around for a long time, picked a bun shop and bought some tofu buns.
Not tasty.
The trump card of Meng Meili's bun shop is tofu buns. Qin Mengmeng ate them every morning when she was in junior high and high school and never got tired of them. But when she compared this bun shop with the ones at home, she immediately felt contempt.
After barely filling her stomach, she went back and chatted with Old Man Ma while waiting for the memorial tablet shop to open. She casually complained that there was no good food in front of the hospital. Old Man Ma motioned her to come closer and said mysteriously, "Do you know why?"
Qin Mengmeng: “Ah?”
Why else could this be?
The buns sold at any bun shop in the world aren’t as delicious as the ones made by Meng Meili. Why is that?
Old Man Ma said: "The steamed buns shop used to be delicious and had been open for more than 20 years. Business was always good. Then the boss died, and his daughter and son-in-law took over the business. They were not good at business. They were stingy when making steamed buns, unwilling to spend money, and fooled people. Gradually, the business failed."
"Now they are able to earn their hard-earned money by buying the landlord's house without having to pay rent. The shop is their own, and there is a large flow of people in front of the hospital."
Qin Mengmeng said: "Doing business is difficult."
"When the boss died, he got all the paper wreaths and other things from me. He died in the Second Hospital. The place where he lived his whole life and the place where he died were only a few steps away from each other."
After chatting for a while, the ghostwriter from the tablet shop next door finally came back. He was riding a small electric scooter with breakfast hanging in front and a small pink schoolbag hanging in the basket at the back of the electric scooter.
Qin Mengmeng went out to say hello, and he locked the electric bike, turned his head and suddenly said in surprise: "Fuck, my daughter didn't bring her schoolbag to school."
It seems that he just sent his daughter to school.
Qin Mengmeng felt an inexplicable sense of peace welling up in her heart.
For a person who needs to send his daughter to school every day and think about finding a tutor for her, even if he is a human nuclear bomb, it is difficult for him to pose a threat.
The force value of the mysterious side is a kind of metaphysics.
Although Qin Mengmeng is not afraid of death, when she vaguely begins to come into contact with the dark side of the world that she has never been exposed to before, she still has some concerns about social order.
If this ghostwriter could kill Yu Jiuye easily and without leaving any trace.
Then he can definitely kill Qin Mengmeng in this way.
Qin Mengmeng still hasn't figured out what exactly is restricting them.
She watched quietly as the ghostwriter hurriedly started the electric bike, hung the pink backpack on the front of the car, and headed for school, with a faint smile on her face.
When she returned to Old Man Ma's shop, she asked directly, "Old man, do you know Ziyun Temple?"
Old Man Ma looked confused: "Uh, Taoist priest?"
Qin Mengmeng held her forehead with her hand: "What about Jiangdu Hell?"
Old Man Ma shook his head fiercely: "Don't ask, don't ask. I don't know anything about such famous sects. I am an old man who lives in the underworld. The underworld is far from famous sects."
"Tell me about it?" Qin Mengmeng was very interested.
"A famous family is one that is officially registered and has been made public. Jianghu means... people who roam around the world. The famous and upright ones are Zhang Wuji and Qiao Feng, etc. They are all heroes with deep roots and a good reputation."
"The gangsters are just like Wang Wu, the big knife. They are not presentable."
Qin Mengmeng smiled and said, "You run a post station. I don't believe you when you say others are more powerful than you."
Post stations have been the most official thing since ancient times, and Qin Mengmeng later searched on the app. There are a total of forty-nine Tiandi Post Stations scattered across the country. It is a mature and huge chain system.
When Old Man Ma said that he was not up to the standard, it was simply a joke.
Old Man Ma pointed to the heaven and earth and swore, "I run the Tiandi Posthouse! In your words, I am just a SF Express courier, how can I be so respectable? I am really not familiar with those famous sects."
"That's right." Qin Mengmeng said with a smile: "They are really a well-known and upright family. At their age, they should retire. Why do they need to work so hard to earn money?"
Old Man Ma: “.”
The real damage and critical hit made Old Man Ma so angry that he drank soy milk to relieve his anger. After drinking half of it, he pointed to the door and said, "He's back, go quickly!"
Qin Mengmeng went to find someone to ghostwrite again.
The ghostwriter looked at her embarrassedly and said, "I just finished carving the tablet and haven't started yet. Don't rush me. I have to sleep at night and can't work. I'll start right away."
Qin Mengmeng said: "Oh no, luckily you haven't started yet."
Qin Mengmeng pinched the bridge of her nose, thinking that if she wanted to explain this matter clearly, it would probably involve Jiangdu Yinfu and Qin Long. It was too complicated to explain clearly, so she simply said, "I won't kill him."
The ghostwriter's face changed, his brows knitted, and he was unhappy: "I have already carved the tablet, how can this be--"
"I will pay you back!" Qin Mengmeng promised, "I will pay you back what you deserve, and I will compensate you for any losses."
The ghostwriter changed his face again.
He smiled and said, "Sure! I can do it!"
Qin Mengmeng handed him the note that Teacher Wang had written last night: "By the way, this is what I asked an excellent teacher from a key high school in this city to write. If you are looking for a tutor for your child, it will definitely be reliable to follow this."
The ghostwriter picked up the note, sniffed it, and said hesitantly, "There is a smell..."
resentment?
Old Man Ma stood at the door and said from a distance: "Don't be picky. It's just a list, not anything else."
The ghostwriter smiled and said, "That's right."
He put the note in his pocket and asked Qin Mengmeng to have dinner. Qin Mengmeng knew that he was just being polite. Besides, he just asked Teacher Wang casually, so she didn't waste any effort. She said, "I'm busy with work and I'm rushing to work."
"What do you do for a living?" The ghostwriter showed a clear and stupid look: "Are you a doctor or a teacher?"
Qin Mengmeng was happy.
"I'm a bricklayer on the construction site."
Ghostwriter: “Ah?”
He was still in shock, but Qin Mengmeng had already moistened her vagina, leaving him with only her butt to look at.
He went to the shop next door, Old Man Ma, and frowned and said, "That's not right. The bricklayers on the construction site have the merit of building houses, which allows the people to have a roof over their heads and not be afraid of wind and rain - oh, so the people who build the houses should have so much merit."
"Then why have I never seen it before? I've only seen the teacher in your village and a few old doctors in the hospital with such thick golden light behind them."
Old Man Ma smiled and said, "Why worry about so much? Good deeds are the best thing anyway."
"She is a person of great merit. Even if you suffer a loss from her, God will make it up to you."
"Yes." The ghostwriter said, "Then please help me deal with the tablet I carved. There is resentment attached to it. If I keep it, it will easily cause trouble."
It’s not that it will hurt him, but the main reason is that the thing is too cold, and if his wife and daughter at home touch it, they might catch a cold.
So it must be dealt with.
Old Man Ma had no complaints: "Okay."
Other people don't like to do good deeds, not because they don't have good intentions, but they are afraid of suffering losses after doing them. He doesn't worry about these things, and he firmly believes that God will reward good people, so he always likes to do one good deed every day.
Qin Mengmeng walked out of the street of dead bodies, solved this most important problem, and then went back to the building materials market to buy things.
Because there were so many things needed, it took her thirty minutes just to make a list, not to mention shopping at every store.
It was already noon when I came out of the building materials market. I carried a bag of bananas and apples to the hospital to visit Yang Kaixuan.
As a result, no one was found in the ward.
"Discharged from the hospital...?"
Qin Mengmeng was confused and worried. She was about to go to the nurse's station to ask when Yang Kaixuan jumped in, pushed open the door and walked in with a sausage in his hand.
Qin Mengmeng: “…”
Outrageous.
"Lie down!" Pressing Yang Kaixuan down on the bed with one hand, she quickly rang the bell to call someone and confiscated Yang Kaixuan's sausage.
Yang Kaixuan said aggrievedly: "What's wrong?"
Qin Mengmeng took a deep breath, threw the sausage into the trash can, and said, "Did you buy it at the hospital entrance?"
Yang Kaixuan nodded: "Yes."
Qin Mengmeng: “…”
She almost died yesterday, but today she was able to go out and jump around in front of the hospital and buy sausages. Is this the ability of a high school student?
"Where are your parents? Where are your children?"
Yang Kaixuan said: "Ah? What child?!"
It took her a long time to remember that she seemed to have... given birth to a child yesterday.
"Ah, child." She said, "I don't know where he went. My mother must have taken him away. My father went to find my boyfriend."
Qin Mengmeng: “…”
This is really unacceptable.
She pressed Yang Kaixuan down on the bed and underwent an emergency examination by the doctor. She then asked the head nurse to find a nurse and let Yang Kaixuan eat a lot of bananas and apples.
I feel like she is the type of person who can sneak out of the hospital to go to a nightclub to dance and drink right after a major surgery and her wound hasn't healed yet.
Her parents were indeed careless.
After carefully instructing the nurse to keep an eye on Yang Kaixuan and not to do anything stupid, Qin Mengmeng went to Xintian Hotel to find Xiaomei without even eating.
Her wallet was empty.
She had worked for two years and saved 240,000 yuan, but after returning from Project 601, it was all gone in less than half a month.
It’s not because of Yang Kaixuan’s nursing money.
The main thing is the labor cost for the installation of three times the number of windows. The material cost plus the labor cost for twenty-two rooms is really huge.
The tea shop must be put into use as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, time is too tight.
Xiaomei brought tea and lunch to Qin Mengmeng and said, "This won't work. I just got the store and the door has not been changed yet, let alone the business procedures. I can't open it for the time being."
Qin Mengmeng sighed.
It only took Xiaomei two days to find a store, which was actually quite impressive.
But the pace of spending money in the live broadcast room is really too fast.
"It's okay. I'll think of another way." Qin Mengmeng could only say calmly.
Xiaomei carefully looked at her face and said hesitantly: "Actually... I heard Xiaoma say something recently. If it's gold..."
Qin Mengmeng raised her eyebrows: "Hmm?"
When they talked about the gold with Hound before, they did not avoid him.
Although this incident is not very commendable, Ma Chaoji is still clear-headed. After all, he is a minor and doesn't talk much. When he is not angry, it is easy for people to ignore his existence.
But what I didn't expect was that he would tell this to Xiaomei.
But it seems that he treated Xiaomei as his own and was not on guard. Xiaomei was a scheming person and she deliberately inquired about the situation, so it was not Ma Chaoji's fault that she leaked the information.
Qin Mengmeng was calm and said, "Why? Do you have a way?"
Xiaomei said: "I have a relative who runs a gold shop. Privately, we all know that he sometimes does some shady jobs."
Qin Mengmeng asked: "How close are they?"
This is something that cannot be ignored. Overestimating one's status in the eyes of others and then getting oneself into trouble is a very common way for people in society to die.
When letting someone do something for you, you should be more careful. There is also Xiaomei as a factor in between, so Qin Mengmeng has to ask carefully to clarify.
In addition, she had another concern.
If Xiaomei really had a relative who ran a gold shop who could support her, she wouldn't have had to live such a hard life before.
Xiaomei said: "He is my mother-in-law's younger brother. My mother-in-law got all the gold jewelry from him when I got married. It was real gold worth 50,000 or 60,000 yuan, and he didn't even ask my mother-in-law for money."
Before Qin Mengmeng could speak, Xiaomei spoke up again, "Later, he asked me to work as a teller in his store. I felt that although the work was easy, I didn't make much money, at most four or five thousand a month, not as much as I made when I was twisting steel bars before. Plus, it wasn't easy to earn money from my mother-in-law to support my parents, so I didn't do it."
This relationship is strong enough.
If this is true, then Xiaomei will benefit from being the middleman, so she will definitely do her best.
Qin Mengmeng thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll leave this matter to you. It doesn't matter if you spend a little money."
Anyway, Qin Mengmeng got gold very easily, it was just a piece of paper for Old Man Ma to make a living.
I don't feel bad at all for losing some.
Qin Mengmeng even suspected that if she allowed the exchange, she could use the paper gold to fill the national treasury - but it still couldn't be broken, because no matter how fast the paper was made, it couldn't make so much gold.
She also asked Old Man Ma whether paper gold was an illusion or real.
Old Man Ma showed her a gold ingot with a missing corner, and said that he had transformed it when he had just learned this skill forty-five years ago. He cut off a corner of it and saved three lives, and it has not been turned back into paper until now.
Only then did Qin Mengmeng feel comfortable putting paper gold into circulation.
Xiaomei said that she would receive 100,000 yuan of clean money that she could use tomorrow.
Qin Mengmeng was very satisfied.
Then the two of them opened the closed door, let Zhang Sanri and Ma Chaoji in, and they had dinner together.
"I've made arrangements for Xiao Ma. He can go back to school anytime in the next few days."
Qin Mengmeng smiled and said, "Now I can be said to have connections in Xincheng High School. Go back and study hard, make progress every day, and try to get into a decent university in the future."
Ma Chaoji nodded silently and lowered his head to eat.
Zhang Sanri smiled and said, "I have contacted Yu Jiuye, and I have just solved his identity problem."
After the live broadcast ends, the person who broadcasted it will return to the same place where they originally entered the live broadcast room.
Therefore, Yu Jiuye still needs to rush over from somewhere unknown to meet up with them.
Qin Mengmeng smiled and didn't ask Zhang Sanri how he solved Yu Jiuye's identity. She just said, "What about him?"
Zhang Sanri said: "I just sent him the address of the hotel. He will be here soon."
Qin Mengmeng said "oh" without much emotional fluctuation.
But when Yu Jiuye pushed the door open, Qin Chuan was following behind him.
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