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84,The auction of newspapers begins

 Yang Zhengyu turned around and told Su Tongtong, "Take my baby well."

When Su Tongtong saw Yang Zhengyu's solemn expression, the red lacquered wooden box in his hand became heavier, as if he was really holding 4 million.

"Okay." Su Tongtong said and hugged the box tightly.

Yang Zhengyu told Su Tongtong, "Don't throw it away, and don't let others see it casually."

Then he walked with Zhou Chengshen, saying as he walked: "Just ask the emcee to stop now, and I will go on stage to explain myself."

Zhou Chengshen asked curiously: "Can you do that?"

Yang Zhengyu smiled and said, "This is a private auction. You decide the process yourself."

Zhou Cheng smiled deeply, "That's right."

At the same time.

At the headquarters of Longjing Live App.

Operations General Manager Zhang Taihang looked at the data in front of the big screen.

A sharp-eyed colleague noticed something strange just now.

Almost instantly, there were hundreds of newly registered accounts.

After they registered, they all directly followed Yang Zhengyu’s live broadcast room.

This number is still rising.

The promotion of any app requires a lot of costs.

Especially today when the Internet is highly competitive.

To add a new registered account, the company's cost is as high as 100 yuan.

In other words, Yang Zhengyu did nothing.

Just by broadcasting live in their company, the company reduced costs by tens of thousands of yuan.

Zhang Taihang stared at the data in front of him, a little unbelievable, "They are all registered to follow Yang Zhengyu? Why?"

"Maybe he promoted it in the live broadcast room?" someone said.

"No!" The operation and maintenance personnel staring at Yang Zhengyu's live broadcast room immediately objected, "He has no time to say this in the live broadcast room."

Zhang Taihang was keenly aware that something big was about to happen.

He said: "It must be to watch Yang Zhengyu's subsequent live broadcast. We will keep an eye on his live broadcast, and it must still be popular."

After Zhang Taixing finished speaking, he walked to the huge window of the office, looked outside and folded his arms involuntarily.

He murmured: "I have to hurry up and find him quickly."

As he said that, Zhang Taihang looked at the computer, "The company has not replied to my email and has not officially approved my going to Xijing to find Yang Zhengyu. Our actions are too slow."

Zhang Taihang said as he picked up the phone on the desk and called Qian Fan, the company's deputy general manager.

The phone rang twice and was immediately connected.

"What's the matter, William?" Qian Fan's unhurried voice came to Zhang Taihang from the microphone.

Internet companies have the habit of giving fancy names.

Zhang Taihang’s nickname is William.

"Mr. Qian! I'm going to Xijing to find Yang Zhengyu. How many resources can the company provide?"

Qian Fan's voice changed, "After looking at his situation, we can't give him too many resources."

Zhang Taihang said strangely: "Mr. Qian, this is different from what we talked about several times before."

Qian Fan continued: "That's great! This matter is not something you and I can decide. You don't know the current situation of the company. Investors have been asking us whether we can make a profit this quarter. Now that the semi-annual report is about to be released, we need to reduce costs.



Zhang Taihang was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

He argued: "The cost can be lower, but you have to give me some resources."

Qian Fan said: "Zhang Taihang, you are the operations manager. You have the authority yourself. Just give it to him according to your authority."

Zhang Taihang was a little disappointed when he heard this. He said: "This person is not an ordinary anchor and cannot be treated as an ordinary anchor."

Qian Fan smiled, "Too good, you are a data person. You should know that any anchor is a data person. Don't take them too seriously. Investors don't care about the data, they only care about whether they can make profits this quarter. This is

The group’s decision.”

"Okay." Zhang Taihang could only hang up the phone helplessly.

Not to mention him, even Qian Fan can only execute the group's decision. They are the founders, but they have huge investors behind them.

Being a live-streaming company is inherently expensive, but now the live-streaming app is barely breaking even.

It is very important for capital to achieve profitability this quarter. At this juncture, the company is unwilling to devote too many resources to Yang Zhengyu.

Nowadays, the signing fee for popular anchors is half a small target.

If Yang Zhengyu is signed at this price, it will obviously affect the profit target. It’s not that Zhang Taihang doesn’t understand. He has always worked in full compliance with the company’s intentions.

But this time, after discovering Yang Zhengyu, no matter how much I thought about it, I felt that I should sign Yang Zhengyu as soon as possible.

Sorting out the mess in my head.

Zhang Taihang sat back in front of the computer and opened Yang Zhengyu's live broadcast room.

Yang Zhengyu and Zhou Chengshen returned to the venue again.

The master of ceremonies was auctioning an amber, and he had received the news in his earphones.

As soon as the transaction was completed, he said in a full voice: "Everyone, there is still a very important link in our auction today. I believe you have just seen the strength of Brother Wenwanjie Yu."

"Brother Yu is still our guest today. He has brought his own collection and applied for the first edition! Now let's invite Brother Yu to introduce it to us!"

Everyone in the audience stood up when they saw Yang Zhengyu.

They applauded in twos and threes.

Apart from the warm applause, there is also expectation in the eyes.

In the beginning, there was no publicity for auctioning newspapers.

There are no collection catalogs, posters, or leaflets that people received before.

This is a temporary item.

Fortunately, the auction is a private auction.

Even the auction place is their own home.

Therefore, the link can be easily modified without any problem.

The people present are all relatives and friends of Mr. Zhou, as well as people in the auction industry.

These people all wanted to know what tricks Yang Zhengyu could play.

The eyes are full of curiosity and expectation.

Under the gaze of people, Yang Zhengyu walked onto the stage.

He stood in the middle of the stage and took the handheld microphone from the emcee.

He smiled and said, "I am borrowing Mr. Zhou's property. I am a live broadcaster with the account name Wenwanjie Yuge. You can pay attention. If any of you can do live broadcasts, come and hold your phone for me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a clear female voice sounded from the audience, "I can."

Yang Zhengyu heard a familiar voice and followed it.

It’s Wu Siying!

In fact, Wu Siying sent him a lot of messages.

The phone Yang Zhengyu used to log in to WeChat was in his pocket and he didn't have time to take it out to look at it.

He smiled and said: "Then please invite the lady over there to come up."

"Brother Yu! I'm coming!" Wu Siying jumped onto the stage like a little girl.

She took Yang Zhengyu's cell phone and pointed the camera at Yang Zhengyu.

Yang Zhengyu took the microphone, handed the envelope to the staff on the stage, and asked them to take out the newspaper in the envelope and open it.

The staff are all careful.

The newspaper is open in front of everyone.
Chapter completed!
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