With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

"I know you are joking. You can't possibly want it." Meng Sheng said.

Ah Qi's eyebrows curved: "Just tell me whether you will give it to me or not. You haven't given it to me yet, so how can you be sure that I won't take it?"

"You are not that kind of person, I know." Meng Sheng said with certainty in his tone, looking at her steadily.

Ah Qi asked with a smile: "What kind of person?"

Meng Sheng didn't like the look in her eyes. He looked away slightly and said, "You are not the kind of woman who is greedy for fame and wealth."

"So, you're just talking about it, you won't want it."

Ah Qi thought this person was really funny. She said, "I never said I don't love money, and I never said I don't love vanity. Why don't you give it to me so that I can live a happy life without struggling for life?"

"You only say you won't give me anything, but you keep making big promises here. You are absolutely sick!" She cursed, "You keep saying that you want me to go with you and that you can make me happy, but in the end you don't give me anything. Do you usually live on air?"

Ah Qi held Song Mo's hand and said to him, "I like money very much."

"I will work hard to earn money." Song Mo said, "I will give you everything I earn."

Ah Qi was happy: "Okay."

"Coward." Song Mo sneered in a low voice as he passed by Meng Sheng, and then he showed a nice and clean smile to A'rui.

Meng Sheng almost rushed up and hit someone, but Han Fangli held him back.

"The dream is shattered." said Han Fangli.

He never thought that Li Qi didn't love money. She never said that. She just didn't love Xiao Su's money.

He also didn't think that Li Qi could continue to be with Song Mo. There was still a long time to go, so just wait and see.

He just wanted to see how long Li Qie could stay with Song Mo.

I wonder if he will still be interested when she comes back to him at that time, Han Fangli thought with some regret.

Looking at Li Qi's appearance now, he really doesn't plan to mess around here anymore, it's meaningless.

It’s just that the mushroom soup and fried mushrooms made by the other party are indeed delicious, so he might come over to eat them often.

"That's just her excuse." Meng Sheng said, "If she is really that vain, why doesn't she follow you and has to get involved with that Song Mo?"

Han Fangli was speechless. He let go of Meng Sheng and decided to leave.

Why didn’t I realize that there was something wrong with Meng Sheng’s brain before?

"Would you two like to reconsider this? This is a rare opportunity for you. As long as you are willing, you can definitely make hundreds of millions a year if you become famous. In addition, your products are good. If we cooperate, there will be a steady stream of follow-up income. Do this for a few years, and you won't have to worry about your life."

When they were closing their stall today, A'rui and Song Mo were stopped by a man in his thirties, who took out a business card and introduced himself with a smile.

The intention was to sign the two of them to be anchors, and they also mentioned Bobo Chicken, mushroom soup and fried mushrooms, but the details needed to be discussed.

"I don't think anyone would have a problem with money, right?"

Ah Qi smiled and said, "It's true that no one can resist money, but some money is not so easy to make. We can't do what Manager Zhang said. I said before that we don't have the recipe for mushroom soup and fried mushrooms, so we can't make them."

As for Song Mo's Bobo Chicken, it's up to him to decide. He can do whatever he wants and she won't interfere with his choice.

Zhang Jianchun laughed, then leaned in closer and whispered, "Ms. Li, actually, the mushroom soup and fried mushrooms don't have to taste the same as what you have. What we care about is the brand effect. How many people can really come to your place to eat? It's impossible for people to come from all over the country just to eat this, right? But your story, as long as there is an Internet, people all over the country and even the world can see it."

"As long as more people listen to your story, more people will pay for it. As for the taste of the food, as long as it's good, it's fine."

"The same goes for Mr. Song's Bobo Chicken. It's okay even if you don't want to reveal the secret recipe." Zhang Jianchun said with a smile.

As for the formula, you can get it anywhere with a little money, so Zhang Jianchun doesn't care that much about it. Nowadays, many people buy things just to follow the trend. As long as something becomes popular and they do a good job of marketing, a large group of people will buy it, and it's easy to make money.

Many of those who are good at broadcasting and selling goods have their own stories. Even if they don’t have their own stories, they will create a persona and use some special points to attract the audience. When the audience feels moved, angry, or interesting, they become fish in the broadcaster’s net and will soon pay for the emotions.

As long as they are promoting products or selling things, no matter how nice their words are, you don't have to think too much, their ultimate goal is to take money out of your pocket. Some people think that I am happy to spend this money, I am happy to buy this anchor's things, and my emotional value is also taken care of. Yes, this is what they do, to make you happy to spend money.

Conscientious anchors sell genuine goods, while those without conscience treat their fans as fools. Many of them have failed in recent years.

Not only that, they also asked you to help with marketing and help fight those black fans, and you were willing to do it all.

The water is too deep and the money is too much. Few people can hold their conscience. Even if they fail, as long as they don't touch certain bottom lines, they have earned more money than they can spend in their lifetime. So what if they get scolded for failing? They can live a comfortable life.

"I refuse." Song Mo said.

He is not an inexperienced person. On the contrary, he is very familiar with the things involved and knows how Zhang Jianchun wants to operate. He hates selling stories, establishing personalities, and attracting fans.

Maybe it's childish, but he really can't get involved in this kind of thing. Maybe he can really make a lot of money this way. He used to make a lot of money every minute, but he still gave up and walked out of there.

He can't make that money.

If he doesn't get involved in these, he can also make money in other ways. In this world, as long as you are willing to work hard, you will not starve to death.

But he looked at A'qi with some trepidation. In this way, he would make money more slowly.

Ah Qi noticed his uneasiness and held his hand: "If you don't like it, don't do it. I don't like these either."

"Isn't it good now? In fact, we earn more than many working people."

Song Mo nodded, this was true.

As long as they don't buy anything particularly expensive, life is pretty comfortable given their current situation.

Zhang Jianchun frowned: "Ms. Li, Mr. Song, are you really not going to consider it again?"

He was a little annoyed. One of them was Canary who had followed a wealthy young man, and the other was a former super popular idol. If he could sign them, he couldn't imagine how much traffic they would attract as anchors.

Really unwilling to do so.

But the other person didn't want to, and he couldn't just tie him up and take him away.

But no matter what favorable conditions Zhang Jianchun proposed, neither A'li nor Song Mo gave in.

In the end, Zhang Jianchun left with regret.

Later, some people came to see Asui and Song Mo with similar purposes, but they were all rejected.

It is worth mentioning that later someone came to find Song Mo and the conditions he offered were simply charitable.

Yes, and only looking for Song Mo.

A'qi felt it was a bit strange, so she asked 997 to help check it out, and found that this person actually had some connection with Wei Hui.

Wei Hui naturally had bad intentions and wanted to set a trap for Song Mo.

"Manager Chen, this is basically charity. Are you my fan?" Song Mo laughed. "Why don't you just transfer the money to me? Why go through all this trouble? I'm thick-skinned and won't be embarrassed."

Do you really think he is a fool?
"Who is your master?" He asked closer, "The dog you arranged doesn't look very smart."

Chen Huanwen almost jumped up and down. How could this person be so uncultured?

Ah Qi was laughing over there. He cursed well. Instead of keeping it in his heart and making himself feel bad, he could vent his emotions on those who wanted to be cursed. (End of this chapter)