"As for what you said about recruiting netizens to run the farm, I won't comment on it. It all depends on your overall decision."
After saying that, Ren Yan calmly closed his eyes, showing an attitude that he didn't want to participate at all.
In fact, he was already smiling from ear to ear in his heart.
What I thought of yesterday was to use netizens as customers, so that these little guys can finally experience the diversity that may exist on the farm.
Unexpectedly, Wang Bo brought it up today.
This made him extremely happy.
Because this means that he has taken a big step forward in the education of Class Nine.
The students have learned to think independently. In the future, I only need to set a general direction and then make fine adjustments based on the students' ideas.
This is much more efficient and useful than trying to guide them yourself.
'Well, this should also be considered in the overall curriculum for next semester.'
Ren Yan was once again immersed in thinking about the course.
After receiving Ren Yan's answer, Class 9 started their own discussion and thinking.
After more than ten minutes of chaotic and in-depth discussion, the students in Class 9 unanimously agreed that this method was feasible.
The points Wang Bo mentioned are indeed their advantages.
Now, by using this advantage to start a business targeting netizens, we have indeed found the target users and there is basically no possibility of failure.
With just a little thought, they knew what kind of boom their farm would usher in.
However, there is one thing that makes them hesitant: using a rented farm to run a large farm stay, can this be called starting a business?
"Well, this idea is feasible, but there are many problems that will be encountered. At least we now have many points that need to be improved."
"For example, how to recruit netizens, how many netizens to receive at one time, how to price various contents, and the most basic accommodation issues, etc."
“These are things that need to be addressed.”
"We only have three and a half days left. Can we really get this done?"
After a while, Wei raised his own question.
"Of course it can be solved!"
Wang Bo nodded confidently, and then pulled out the notebook he had prepared in advance from his waist:
"I have already considered the problem you just thought of."
“The solution is all here.”
"The only difficulty is actually how to select some lucky netizens to recruit. For this, we just need to seek help from the program team and Teacher Ren."
After that, Wang Bo pushed the notebook to the center of the table for all the students to refer to.
At the same time, he walked straight to the drone camera and said with a smile:
"Everyone, the conversation that follows is our Class 9's business secret, so it is not convenient to reveal it to you for the time being."
"So, today's live broadcast ends here~"
"My last words for you are~"
"Class 9 Farmhouse, please stay tuned!"
After saying that, Wang Bo showed his big white teeth again and smiled as he turned off the live broadcast camera of the drone.
I went to discuss various details with my classmates in Class 9.
......
At this moment, in the live broadcast room.
Looking at the screen that suddenly went dark.
Netizens just felt like they were hurt from holding back their anger.
Fuck the dog!
Who the hell did these kids from Class 9 learn this habit of speaking half-heartedly? !
I don't know, isn't it like cutting meat with a blunt knife? !
It will rot your tongue!
We all know that you are planning to invite us, let's see how you are prepared to die later? !
Trade secrets?!
Since when has a farm stay become a trade secret?
Netizens were furious.
They left comments in the barrage:
After the message [Let’s go to your farm house, we will be your grandsons], a discussion broke out.
Now that the anger has been vented, you still have to fight for the treatment you deserve.
I've always wanted to go to that farm to have some fun. Now that I finally have the chance, how can I not seize it?
So, netizens started a discussion on this issue.
Some people think that Class 9 might hold a farm party only on the last day.
Some people also believe that the location of their farm stays may not be limited to farms.
Some people also think that their recruitment may be announced in tomorrow's live broadcast, or even the lucky netizens may be selected directly through screenshots. After all, there are too many anchors participating in the lottery.
The discussion gradually became lively, and various opinions were put forward by netizens.
Everyone couldn't help but look forward to the live broadcast the next day.
At this time, a netizen silently raised a question:
"Don't you all say that going to their farmhouse is for grandchildren?"
"Why are you still rushing to be the first?"
There was a moment of silence in the barrage.
A bunch of ellipsis floated out slowly.
Then there was a lot of playful comments:
"Look, there's an honest man here!"
"In this day and age, who would still believe what people say online?"
"We were venting our frustrations, you know? Of course we said whatever we wanted~"
"Brother, you still lack the baptism of the Internet~"
At this moment, the live broadcast room became joyful again.
In the farm of Class 9, Ren Yan took a screenshot, put away his phone, and looked at the students with a serious expression:
"Your generation may usher in a sublimation."
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