Chapter 95 It’s not appropriate to live broadcast here

Author: Little Flower Planter

It had been a long time since she heard the sound of the system, so she checked her popularity value.

I actually accumulated 1 million!

One draw for 10,000, she can now draw 100 times!

[Ding, did the host draw all of them?]

"A stud!"

"Wait, let's draw 10 times first!"

Wen Wen originally wanted to be heroic, but in the end she was controlled by the small farmer mentality.

【Confirm 10 times?】

【Sure.】

[Congratulations to the host for winning the housewife’s talent - the voice of nature! 】

【Thank you for your patronage~】

【Thank you for your patronage~】

…

A series of thank you for your patronage.

Just as Wen Wen was glad that she hadn't squandered all her popularity points, the system's voice sounded again.

[Congratulations to the host for winning the housewife’s accomplishment—fashion taste!]

[Ding! The lottery is over and the rewards are being distributed...distribution is complete.]

This time it was worse than last time, I got hit twice out of ten!

However, she got something good!

It’s no longer just square dancing, poultry breeding and other weird skills, these two are the skills that popular little girls need!

The sound of nature!

With it, no one will complain about her singing voice the next time she sings.

Moreover, she also has fashion sense.

Her taste is already good, but will it take off in the future and lead the trend?

Wen Wen was in a good mood, and with the firm belief that she would become popular, she fell asleep sweetly.

Early the next morning, the third aunt and others came over.

Sun Yuniang prepared breakfast and everyone sat down to eat together.

The courier boy borrowed a large truck and parked it at the gate of the yard. It was extremely windy.

Neighbors all know that the Cao family does business online and recruits workers to help. Some people come to inquire about it, and some come to apply for jobs.

Unknowingly, the number of manpower increased a lot.

During the break, Wen Wen led everyone to review the square dance, which not only relaxed the body but also adjusted everyone's emotions.

The cameraman followed them and unknowingly hummed the song "Little Apple".

At this time, the assistant received a message from the program team.

"Teacher Wen Wen, the program team said that the supply and marketing cooperative has prepared a room for the live broadcast and is waiting for you to come over!"

"Ah?" As the lead dancer, Wen Wen stopped.

She turned around and everyone stopped.

"So fast?" Wen Wen looked towards the door.

"It's okay, you can go." Sun Yuniang walked over.

The assistant had already told her in advance that Wen Wenwen was going to help the supply and marketing cooperative sell goods.

Although they are not from their village, they are all Annan people.

When fellow villagers are in trouble, she can't just sit back and watch.

Sun Yuniang knew what Wen Wen was worried about, so she took the initiative and said, "Don't worry, I'm at home! Just go!"

"Okay!" Wen Rou no longer hesitated.

Under the arrangement of the assistant, she and the staff got into the car arranged by the program team.

A second before leaving, she lowered the window and happened to see her mother-in-law turn off the music on the copycat phone and ask the aunts to continue working.

The courier boy also took the just-packed courier and delivered it to the truck.

Without her, everyone is still functioning.

Gentle felt very relieved.

Without everyone's help this time, the orders from her live broadcast room might not be shipped.

The reputation she finally managed to turn around will also suffer a setback.

Therefore, she must help the villagers sell their goods well this time!

The car stopped at the entrance of a factory building in the town. It was said to be a factory building, but in fact it was more like a large warehouse made of colored steel tiles.

When you walk in, you are greeted by a concrete floor. There is a flat surface inside, with two small rooms separated at the deepest part.

"Teacher Wen Wen, you're here! Thank you very much!" The president came to greet him personally, and the wrinkles on his face turned into flowers with a smile.

The president is not tall, even a little short, and has a dark face, but his movements and voice are very contagious when he speaks, and he looks quite enthusiastic.

Wen Wen looked at the assistant: "Who is this?"

The assistant immediately introduced in a low voice: "He is the president of the supply and marketing cooperative. It is he who asked you to come by name."

"Hello, President." Wen Rou responded.

Wen Wen has great respect for this kind of leader who thinks about the local people and strives to lead everyone out of poverty.

There are baskets after baskets of agricultural products in the warehouse, as well as piles of rice. Because the husks are not removed, they can be stored for a long time.

As far as the eye can see, the most placed items in the frame are apples.

The apples are round, not that red, and even look a bit ugly.

Realizing Wen Wen was watching, the president quickly took out the apple from the box, wiped it clean with his clothes, and handed it to Wen Wen.

"The apple has not been treated with any medicine, so you can eat it without worry. You may not think it looks great, but it is very sweet."

"Thank you, thank you!" Wen Wen was flattered.

Everyone was staring at her, and she felt a little unreasonable if she didn't take a bite.

In full view of everyone, she opened her mouth and took a numb bite.

Crunchy!

"Ugh!"

There is enough moisture too.

"It's really delicious!" She ate it softly and happily.

It was hard for her to understand that such a delicious apple could be unsaleable?

The president was encouraged and he was very confident about local apples.

Immediately, he took out a fruit knife.

No one present was afraid.

He directly cut the apple in half in his hand and held it up again: "Look, our apples have candy hearts in the middle."

The part of the apple near the seeds is indeed sugary and darker than the outer ring of flesh.

This kind of apple is truly sweet when you eat it in your mouth.

The president cut the apple into small pieces and distributed it to everyone: "Everyone can eat whatever you want. If you don't have any more, you can take it yourself. You're welcome."

It was obvious that the president truly loved these apples.

There are two small rooms at the end. One has a small sign that says "President's Office" and the other says "Conference Room."

The two rooms were not big. Wen Wen thought the live broadcast room was in the conference room, but unexpectedly the president opened the door next to it.

"I followed the online approach and made a live broadcast room, but I don't know if it will work?" the president said a little embarrassed.

The room had no windows, so he turned on the light and everyone could see clearly what was inside.

A simple desk with a background cloth hanging on the wall.

On the background cloth is a painting of an orchard.
To be continued...