Chapter 682

Han Bin took it over and found that his account name was old Wang of antique street, with 86000 fans. He released 124, followed 55, and won 172 thousand praises.

"Uncle, you're doing a good job."

"There's no way. Business is bad and there are no guests. I sit and sit, and I just open a live broadcast, record a small video and send it to the website. " Wang Qingsheng opened the conversation, took a sip of tea, and continued,

"at the beginning, I had a playful attitude. After all, I was a fat uncle, and few people like to watch it. I don't know anything else, just about antiques. "

Wang Qingsheng slapped, "I didn't think about it. Some people really like it."

"Few people buy antiques these days, but there are a lot of people who are good at it. He can watch it on the Internet and gain knowledge without spending money. In addition, I like to say a few words, and the fans are going up. "

"During this period of time, there are thousands of yuan per month on average, and more than 10000 yuan at a time. Although it's not much, it's enough."

Han Weidong took a look at his mobile phone. Although he knew that Wang Qingsheng was working on live broadcasting, he didn't expect that his income was so high. "You're only tens of thousands of fans, and your monthly income is 8000. If you have hundreds of thousands or millions of fans, you can't catch up with the stars. "

"Brother in law, you can say that. As far as I know, there are several big V's with more than ten million fans. Their income is really lower than that of stars."

Wang Huifang is also a little curious, "what does he live? He earns so much money."

"You can't believe it." Wang Qingsheng laughed, sold a pass, and continued, "he is a cook. He used to be a cook in a restaurant. He uploaded some cooking videos on the website. Now his monthly income is more than one million."

Wang Huifang said, "good guy, that's more money than opening a restaurant."

"That's for sure. As far as his income is concerned, it's OK to open dozens of restaurants a year." Wang Qingsheng's tone of some envy, "I now sometimes live, sometimes upload small video, content is mainly divided into two kinds, one is in the antique stand, there is a cooking video."

"Why I can lose weight is that some fans always care about me and make comments at the bottom of the video saying that I am too fat and should lose weight. There are also some black fans who are hard to hear. No matter what they say, I gradually lose weight under their supervision. It's a windfall. "

Han Weidong subconsciously said, "it seems that this live broadcast also has a good side, can urge you to lose weight is also a virtuous circle."

Wang Qingsheng laughed, "yes, it's not just me. Now many people live by live broadcasting and sending small videos to earn money. I think it's also very good. I make money without leaving home. The only drawback is that the income is not stable. "

They ate and chatted, and they broke up at about ten in the evening

Fangjing village, suburb of Qindao city.

Fang Mancang walked with eight character steps, holding a fan, swaying to the center of the village.

A man with bare arms on a streetcar said, "Uncle man Cang, where are you going?"

"Go to the brigade."

"What's the point of going to the brigade?"

Fang Mancang laughed, "eat."

The man with bare arms was a little puzzled, "what's the meal for the brigade? I didn't hear that the village has to manage the meal."

"What group are you in?"

"Three groups."

Fang Manchang raised his mouth, with a little pride in his tone, "it's none of your business. Today, the village head is in the brigade inviting our seven groups to dinner."

"Why? We're all in the same village, and the village head can favor one over the other. "

"You forget, our seven groups are added to the collective economy company. Every time we pay dividends, we treat our guests to dinner. The company's money only takes up the land of the group."

"I remember you all paid dividends before and after the Chinese new year? Why is it so early this year? "

"It's late. This is last year's dividend. It's not delayed by Yi Qing. Now everything is over. It's time to send the money. Let's have a good time."

Bare arm man some envy, "that sentiment is good."

Fang Mancang took out a box of cigarettes, handed one to the bare man, and lit one himself. "Yes, the annual dividend is not good for other industries this year. On the contrary, the business of our collective economy company is good. It's said that this year's dividend is more than in previous years."

"That's good, but you'll have to drink less at noon, so that you won't get paid."

"No, I can't. I can still drink less public wine. I go to drink, and there is no lack of food at home. As for getting money, it's your aunt's business. "

"Look at your life. It's so comfortable. Our group can't do anything. It's not easy to do anything this year, and there's no work to do."

"The national policy is good, and the village head is also a person who can handle affairs and plays a leading role. In the old chief's words, let some people get rich first, and get rich first to drive the latter. " Fang Manchang patted his chest and said, "Tao Zi, if you don't have work to do, tell Uncle. I'll go to the village head and let you find a job in the collective economy company. If you work hard, you can earn tens of thousands a year. "

"Uncle man Cang, I haven't thought about it yet. Let's talk about it later. Do you want me to give you a ride? It's on your way"No, you go. It's good for me to walk around. I can eat more later."

"Then I'll go first." The man with bare arms dropped a word and rode away on the tram.

Fang Mancang was not in a hurry. He walked slowly and chatted with each other for fear that others didn't know what he was going to do.

The reason why Fang Manchang is so comfortable is that a storage company was set up in the village a few years ago, occupying seven groups of land in Fangjing village. The villagers are equivalent to using the land to buy shares, and they can get some dividends every year.

In recent years, with the rise of the logistics industry, the business of warehousing companies is getting better and better. Every year, they can get two or three million yuan of dividends. Cash is piled on the table, which is very spectacular. They sign, take money and leave.

Two years ago, he was on TV news, and was also followed by the judges, such as Xianxian village, tuhao village and Fangjing village. The big girls and little daughters-in-law in the nearby villages are willing to marry in Fangjing village.

The year before last, Fang Manchang's family got 60000 or 70000 yuan, which is enough for the whole family to eat, drink and chew. It's much better than those villagers who go out to work.

At this time, Taozi came back riding an electric car, which could catch up with the motorcycle.

Fang Mancang said, "Tao Zi, what's your hurry? Run so fast."

Tao son feet on the ground, to a foot to move the brake, "man Cang uncle bad, your company was robbed."

"What? I was robbed. Where did you hear that? "

"Several people at the gate of the brigade yelled about it. Some villagers went to the storage company to watch the fun, saying that the dividends they gave you were robbed."

Fang Manchang widened his eyes. "Damn, who dares to come to our village to rob things? It's not fatal."

Fang Mancang sat on the back of the electric car, "go, take me to have a look, dare to rob Lao Tzu's money, kill him with a brick."

Tao Zi laughed, "Uncle man Cang, don't talk big. It's said that the robbers are all with guys."

"What kind of guy?"

Tao Zi made a stroke with the index finger and thumb of his back hand, "this guy."

"Guns."

"Right."

Fang man Cang shrunk his neck, "mother, which dog @ @ ￥ things red eyes, actually rob our village's dividend."

Tao Zi rubbed his nose and said in secret, it's exciting this time. It depends on your appearance.

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Municipal Public Security Bureau Criminal Investigation Brigade, No.2 Squadron, No.1 office.

There are no new cases recently. Everyone has become lazy.

Li Qin is tidying up the table, Wang Xiao is checking the materials, Jiang Yang is looking at the previous files, Huang Qianqian is browsing the shopping website, and Bao Xing is dozing off in his chair.

"Creak..." Han Bin pushed the door and came in, slapped, "everyone clean up, there is a new case, ready to go out."

Bao Xing is a quick talker, "what case is the Korean team?"

"One company was robbed."

Jiang Yang said, "ordinary robberies are handled by the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the Branch Bureau."

Bao Xing said with a smile, "is it a senior leader that we are too busy?"

Han Bin zhengse way, "this is not an ordinary robbery, the suspect with a gun."