The rent collector became stronger, and he took in a young, energetic woman every day.

Chapter 83: A Perfect Online Marketing and Promotion Plan.

Su Nianqing's thoughts were very clear, her voice was crisp and firm, and she pronounced each word very clearly.

"First, we'll cultivate an official account on the platform. We'll film some videos of the flower shop and include the opening activities in the comments section. Then we'll film videos of our flower cultivation base so everyone can see where our flowers come from, showing how fresh and high-quality they are."

She paused, a glint of light shimmering in her peach blossom eyes.

"As long as we get the event going, the venue will be packed with people on opening day. Then, if we do a good job with the event, the service, and the quality of the decorations, we can convert these people into repeat customers, and we won't have to worry about them coming back."

Chen Mo looked at her with some surprise, not expecting that he had actually picked up a marketing talent.

She spoke with great confidence and clarity, clearly having done her homework beforehand; it wasn't a spur-of-the-moment decision, but rather something she had carefully studied.

"Okay. I'll leave this to you. Don't worry about the money; just tell me how much you need."

Su Nianqing nodded vigorously, her peach blossom eyes shining even brighter, her voice clear and firm.

"Okay, no problem. I'll start now."

Chen Mo nodded, opened the car door and got into the driver's seat, while Su Nianqing opened the passenger door and got in.

The black Rolls-Royce drove out of the apartment building and onto the street.

Su Nianqing sat in the passenger seat, head down, operating her phone, her fingers rapidly tapping the screen. Her long, flaxen-grey brown hair...

Her hair fell down from her shoulders, covering half of her face.

The car was parked on the side of the road in front of the flower shop.

Chen Mo opened the car door, and Su Nianqing followed behind him, holding up her phone with the camera pointed at the flower shop's entrance.

Sunlight streamed down from above, illuminating the storefront that hadn't yet put up a sign.

She walked around the flower shop and took more than a dozen videos from different angles.

For example, the sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the dark green flower stand, the light wood cabinet, the old ladder leaning against the corner, and the green plants on the second-floor balcony.

After filming at the flower shop, Chen Mo drove her to the flower cultivation base.

Lu Man was watering the flowers in the greenhouse. Her dark brown braids hung down her chest, and she held a green tin watering can in her hand. Water sprayed out from the small hole in the spout and landed on the petals and leaves.

When she saw Chen Mo arrive, her eyes lit up, and she quickly put down the watering can to greet him warmly.

Upon hearing that they were there to film, and after listening to Su Nianqing's plan, Lu Man nodded, her phoenix eyes full of appreciation and agreement.

"That's a great idea. How come I never thought of doing it this way before?"

Su Nianqing filmed several videos at the flower cultivation base.

Chen Mo and Lu Man both appeared on camera. Chen Mo stood in front of the flower stand introducing the flower varieties, while Lu Man squatted in the greenhouse explaining the flower cultivation process.

Su Nianqing held up her phone, sometimes squatting down, sometimes standing on tiptoe, sometimes turning to the side, sometimes stepping back, filming each shot several times until she was satisfied before stopping.

After filming, she sat on the steps in front of the flower shop, opened the editing software on her phone, and started editing the video.

The afternoon sun shone down on her, making her long, ash-brown hair shine.

Her brows furrowed slightly as she swiped her fingers across the screen, cutting out unnecessary clips, rearranging the order, adding music, subtitles, and filters.

She worked slowly but very carefully, adjusting every detail several times.

Chen Mo stood beside her, watching her earnestness, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

Lu Man stood beside Chen Mo, her gaze falling on Su Nianqing, and said softly, her tone filled with sincere admiration.

"Boss, you really have a lot of talented people working for you."

Chen Mo smiled but didn't say anything.

As evening approached, Su Nianqing looked up, a hint of weariness in her peach blossom eyes.

But his whole face was glowing, as excited as a child who had just gotten a perfect score on a test.

"It's all edited! Boss, would you like to take a look?"

Chen Mo took her phone and opened the first video.

The scene shows the interior of a flower shop, where sunlight streams in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the entire space.

The camera slowly zooms in from the doorway, passing over the dark green flower stand, the light wood cabinet, and the old ladder leaning against the white wall, finally settling on the potted plants on the second-floor balcony.

The background music is a soothing piano piece, and the subtitles slowly appear.

"A small flower shop hidden in the pedestrian street of the county town is quietly growing."

The second video was filmed at the flower cultivation base. The camera starts from the white film outside the greenhouse and slowly zooms in, revealing lush green leaves and buds about to bloom.

There was also the image of Lu Man squatting on the ground watering the plants, and the voice of Chen Mo standing in front of the flower stand introducing them.

The subtitles displayed the opening date and event information.

After watching the two videos, Chen Mo looked up at Su Nianqing and gave her a thumbs up.

"Okay, that's settled then."

Su Nianqing smiled and nodded, took the phone, hovered her finger above the publish button, hesitated for a second, and then pressed it down hard.

"Okay, I'll post it then. I'll post it on my account first."

The screen changed, and the video was successfully uploaded.

Su Nianqing's account homepage has a new post with a cover photo of the backlit window of her flower shop, which she took herself. The caption reads: "A new flower shop, and a boss who saved me. See you at the opening."

The video went viral even more than expected after it was released.

In just a few minutes, the number of likes jumped to several hundred, and the number of comments also grew rapidly.

Su Nianqing held her phone, her peach blossom eyes fixed on the screen, her lips curving into a wide smile that she couldn't suppress.

She scrolled through the comments section a few times, read out a comment, her voice clear and crisp, with a hint of barely suppressed laughter.

"Isn't this the guy who plays the piano? What's he doing at the flower shop now?"

She scrolled down, read another line, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

"Is this comment suggesting the streamer is planning to offer herself in marriage?"

Su Nianqing cleared her throat and continued reading, her tone becoming much lighter.

"Most people are interested in the flower shop. Some are asking where the flower shop is and saying they'll definitely go when it opens. Others are saying the flower shop's decor is so beautiful and they want to check it out. Still others are saying they came from the video of the river rescue and didn't expect the streamer and that guy to open a flower shop together."

Su Nianqing's eyes suddenly lit up, and her voice rose half a tone.

"Boss, look! Our official account has also been redirected there."

Chen Mo took the phone; the screen displayed the florist's official account homepage.

The number of fans is growing rapidly, with several new numbers appearing with each refresh, jumping from a few hundred to over a thousand, and from over a thousand to over two thousand, like a counter that has been fast-forwarded.

The comments section was flooded with questions about the opening date and the flower shop's address, with some even tagging their friends to check it out.

Chen Mo handed the phone back to Su Nianqing, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Looks like the opening day won't be quiet."