Chapter 183: Non-cooperation
When Chen Ao received Chu Qiao's call, he was grinning as he looked at the financial statements and data.
The number of members brought by Chuqiao this time reached 500,000, accounting for 30% of the number of registrations that month, and the corresponding revenue growth was even more obvious.
Chu Qiao: "Sister Ao sounds very happy. If you have any good news, please share it with us."
When Chen Ao heard Chu Qiao's amiable tone, he knew that nothing good was going on: "You rarely call me, girl. Tell me, what's the matter?"
Chu Qiao laughed and said, "I'll be honest. I'll ask you for an advance on my salary."
Chen Ao's eyes lit up: "Buy a house?"
Chu Qiao: "No."
Chen Ao: "A good car is indeed not cheap. Do you want to buy one?"
Chu Qiao: "No."
Chen Ao: "Are you a playboy? Millions of dollars in rewards are gone just like that?"
Chu Qiao: "Sister Ao, I am useful and doing my job."
Chen Ao: "The company never gives any anchor an advance on their salary."
Chu Qiao: "Don't be so ruthless."
Chen Ao hesitated for a moment and asked, "What on earth are you doing?"
Chu Qiao: "Investment, Sister Ao, being an anchor is a job for young people, I need to do some side hustle to support myself in my old age."
Chen Ao was stunned. With Chu Qiao's workaholic livestreaming methods, her health would sooner or later suffer. As a fellow woman, Chen Ao felt a little distressed. "Am I afraid of starving you? How much do you want to borrow?"
Chu Qiao didn't expect Chen Ao to change his mind so quickly. After thinking for a second, Chu Qiao didn't want to say too much: "Five million."
Chen Ao's eyes widened, and he almost dropped his phone on the table. "What kind of investment project requires 5 million?"
Chu Qiao: "I'll tell you when I'm done."
Chen Ao looked at the report helplessly. Chu Qiao, the great god of wealth, brought in far more than 5 million in profits. Forget it, just lend it to him.
"Send me the account number. The interest will be calculated based on the bank's interest rate. Don't try to take advantage of me."
Chu Qiao raised the corner of his mouth: "Who can get the upper hand from Sister Ao?"
In the afternoon, 5 million was transferred from Chen Ao’s personal account with the note: Contract extended for one year.
Chu Qiao reluctantly transferred the money along with the reward amount to Brother Feng.
She was back to being penniless.
The next day, the two men informed the village chief of their preliminary plan. When the village chief heard that all the women in the village would be asked to come out to work, his face turned dark.
The village chief said, "Daughter, you are provoking family conflicts. No, no, I cannot agree to this."
The aunt who was eavesdropping on the side pushed open the door and became interested. She didn't dare to say it directly and blinked at Chu Qiao.
Chu Qiao received it, gave him a calming look, and said with a smile: "Village Chief, this matter is absolutely beneficial and has no harm."
"People in our village don't live well. If we can use the idle labor force, we can earn 1,000 to 2,000 yuan a month, which can also reduce the burden on men."
"What, one or two thousand?"
"Yes, village chief, you can't trust others, but you can't trust me?"
Brother Feng quickly added: "In this way, all the investments will be made by us. We just need to work and make money. Whether we make money or lose money is our business."
The village chief was ultimately defeated by money.
The next day, the village chief called a meeting of all the families in the village. Although he said all, it was actually only about 20 households.
After Chu Qiao finished telling them about her plan, the men looked at each other in confusion, without expressing their opinions. On the one hand, they did not want their women to be exposed in public, and on the other hand, they were greedy and wanted to make money.
Chu Qiao saw a woman looking at him with bright eyes. She was the one who saved him at sea.
She smiled and nodded at her elder sister.
Suddenly he said, "Actually, we don't need that many people in the first step. Just five families. Those who are interested, please raise your hands. Those who sign up first will be given priority."
The village chief's aunt raised her hand first, and the eldest sister who saved Chu Qiao looked at her man's color and raised her hand timidly.
Seeing this, Brother Feng had an idea.
He immediately took out cash and gave 1,000 yuan each to the aunt and elder sister.
Said: "This is a job gift."
When the others saw this, they all raised their hands. They thought, "You're getting rich without even working?"
Chu Qiao selected a few young and smart-looking people to make up a group of five.
The others went back and waited for the next opportunity.
The first recruitment went smoothly, and Chu Qiao handed the remaining issues over to Brother Feng.
The development has financial support, and Brother Feng has always been very attentive, and progress has been rapid, but problems have arisen among the villagers.
No one had any idea why they had to clean up the garbage. In their traditional thinking, the garbage could be blown away by the sea breeze and the waves. Everyone felt that this was a waste of time and did not understand the flow control plan formulated by Chu Qiao and Feng Ge.
Brother Feng originally hid the matter from Chu Qiao, but things became more and more serious. Although everyone seemed to be working on the surface, they were actually slacking off. Even the aunt's enthusiasm had obviously declined.
At 8 o'clock in the evening, for the villagers on the island who work from sunrise to sunset, it is time to prepare for bed.
Chu Qiao urgently urged everyone to hold a meeting.
Except for the aunt who sat there quietly out of respect, everyone else was either yawning or closing their eyes, obviously having a completely different look from when they took the money.
Chu Qiao was not angry, and her emotions did not even fluctuate. She knew that the villagers had no bad intentions, they just did not understand what they were doing.
Chu Qiao cleared his throat and said, "I know everyone is tired, so I'll be brief."
Seeing no one responded, the aunt quickly said, "Daughter, go ahead and talk. We're listening."
Chu Qiao: "I know you all probably don't understand why I'm asking everyone to take good care of the island, pick up trash, and even release any small fish they catch."
Chu Qiao: "I want to ask everyone, do you want your sons and grandsons to have a better life?"
When they heard that the sons and grandsons were all mothers, the women immediately became interested and nodded.
Chu Qiao smiled and said, "That's right. I'm doing this with the future in mind. I hope your children and grandchildren can also engage in this business."
Sister Liao, who had rescued Chu Qiao, frowned: "Miss Xiao Qiao, please stop keeping me in suspense. What do you mean?"
Chu Qiao explained: "Cleaning up the garbage is to protect the environment here. It has two purposes: one is to attract more tourists to our place, and the other is to provide a good habitat for birds. Of course, overall, it is to attract tourists and help everyone get rich."
Chu Qiao saw the aunt open her mouth but didn't speak, so she started to explain, "We used to throw garbage into the sea because our island is relatively isolated and there are not many people. We can't produce much garbage, and most of it is biodegradable. If we bury it in the ground or discharge it into the sea, the impact on the environment will be relatively small."
"Nowadays, tourists come from all corners of the world, and they all use plastic bags. Some of them end up in the sea. If the sea around Kyushu Island loses its beauty, will they return? And some of them might be eaten by birds, causing their deaths..."
Chu Qiao didn't say anything else, she believed everyone understood.
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