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Chapter sixty-two, hawking

Not long after the TV ended, Jiang Chi called.

"Director Jiang, is this call from you good news or bad news?"

Jiang Chi was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Hahaha! I wanted to lie to you, but I couldn't hold it in."

"The ratings were pretty good! It was only about 1 at first, but when the commercial breaks for other programs were transferred to our station, they basically stopped leaving. Finally, when we ended the episode and revealed who was the undercover, it reached the highest rating of the entire season.

1.28!”

Gan Yuan was dissatisfied: "Is it just a maximum of 1.28?"

"It looks like we still need to keep working hard. What I want is for the average ratings to be above 1.5."

Jiang Chi didn't expect that Gan Yuan had such a big appetite. He thought that the 1.5 that Gan Yuan said was just the highest ratings, but he didn't expect that Gan Yuan said the average ratings.

If I can really achieve an average ratings of 1.5, I should have the confidence to get the next show!

Gan Yuan suddenly said: "Director Jiang, I have a variety show book here. I made it myself. Are you interested in taking a look?"

"I may be a little arrogant, but I think if the ratings of this book are less than 3, it will be a failure! As long as you are willing to take a gamble, how about we cooperate?"

Jiang Chi was silent for a long time.

"Actually speaking, you should be more familiar with Teacher He Ye, why don't you go to him for cooperation?"

Gan Yuan was very honest: "There is no way, Hunan TV doesn't want to use this book."

"Teacher He was very optimistic about it, but they probably had internal differences and had no choice in the end."

Jiang Chi thought for a while and replied: "Please show me the script first. But I don't have as much influence as Mr. He. Even if I am optimistic about your script, we may have to film "Happy Variety Show" first.

Only if it’s good.”

"Like you said, maybe a 1.5 average rating is the bottom line."

Gan Yuan agreed: "No problem! Just take a look."

Although the most important task problem was not solved, he finally found a solution. Gan Yuan felt a lot more relaxed. When he returned to the room, he left an email on the fish bar and then started designing drawings.

Your home is quite large, and if you design it well, you can build a building that meets your needs.

But if we need to hurry up, it seems we have to call in two more engineering teams.

Early the next morning, Gan Yuan was woken up by a knock on the door.

He worked on the drawings until 2 o'clock last night and didn't go to bed until 2 o'clock. Now he is drowsy and feels like he can fall asleep again at any time.

After finally moving to the door and opening it, I saw Su Qingqing already dressed and standing at the door.

She was dressed very coolly today, and she also wore a pink bunny sunhat on her head, the kind that makes her ears stand up when you pinch her. She looked particularly cute.

Gan Yuan yawned: "Why is it so early? Aren't you sleepy?"

Su Qingqing pouted: "Obviously you are a lazy pig and it's almost seven o'clock!"

"Sangenzi and Sister Yiyuan have gone to the fields to pick watermelons. If you don't get up, we will go to town by ourselves!"

Gan Yuan scratched his head and then remembered that he was going to the town to sell watermelons today.

The markets in the town are no better than those in the city. There are usually many people in the morning, but in the afternoon there are mostly leftovers, and there are not many people shopping.

So since you want to sell watermelons, of course you have to choose morning.

Plus it takes nearly an hour to get to town!

Because Gan Yuan's watermelons were never picked, there were quite a lot of them. Although Gan Yuan's car was large enough, it was not a truck after all, so San Genzi called Zhang Minghai from the village.

Zhang Minghai's family owns a grocery store and is the only place in the village where you can buy daily necessities.

In order to facilitate the purchase of goods, his family has a small truck, and he usually charges money to haul some things to the folks.

When Gan Yuan arrived, his pickup truck was already filled with watermelons, and there were quite a few on the ground.

Sangenzi saw him and shouted quickly: "Brother, hurry up and bring your car over, just in time to unpack these and let's set off!"

Su Qingqing also shook Gan Yuan's arm.

"Quick, quick, let's set off quickly!"

This girl is just excited. The first time she sells something is the watermelon she picked from the field. How can she not be excited!

Gan Yuan packed the watermelons and the two cars drove into the town. It was already past 9 o'clock.

At this time, many vegetable farmers who were rushing to the morning market had almost finished selling, which happened to give Gan Yuan and the others some free space.

There is no need to unload the goods, just reveal the cargo boxes of the two cars.

The town is no better than the village. The people in the village only know that Gan Yuan's car looks domineering and may be quite valuable, but it's hard to tell how much it is worth.

But there are still many knowledgeable people in the town.

Driving a luxury car worth more than 600,000 yuan to sell watermelons, this guy must have nothing to do! He must be a kid from a rich family who is bored and looking for something to do.

Of course Gan Yuan didn't know that he had become a playboy in the eyes of others. He was busy broadcasting live!

Many viewers had just woken up and heard Su Qingqing's clear voice as soon as they opened the live broadcast room.

She is not singing or doing anything, but holding a loudspeaker and hawking!

"Watermelon, watermelon! Watermelon just picked from the field in the morning! Three yuan per pound, ten yuan for three pounds, first come, first served!"

The barrage made everyone burst into laughter.

Three yuan per catty, ten yuan for three catties, what is your method of selling goods? Gan Yuan is an expert in delivering goods, but he didn’t even give you any guidance.

Gan Yuan also smiled bitterly.

Even if there is something wrong with the arithmetic, this girl doesn't want to think about the market situation.

Three yuan a pound is the price in Jiangcheng.

In Shuan'an City, where Wuguang Village is located, even in the urban area, it cannot be sold at this price, let alone in a small town.

Gan Yuan quickly took the speaker.

"San Genzi, come and teach her how to hawk!"

Sangenzi was just trying to show off in front of these beauties, so he decisively took the microphone.

"For the folks passing by, here's the watermelon you just picked! Try it first before you buy it. If it's not sweet, you don't have to pay for it!"

Not only was he hawking, there was also a hint of dialect in his voice, coupled with the unique rhythm, it was really interesting.

Not long after, many customers came. Sangenzi cut a watermelon and gave it to the guests to try for free. In addition to the excellent quality, it didn't take long to sell a lot of it.

Before we knew it, the sun was rising. Everyone had been hawking for a long time, and their interest gradually faded away. However, most of the watermelons were left in the car.

"Everyone, let's take a rest and take turns looking at the watermelon. Let's go get something to eat first."

As soon as Gan Yuan finished speaking, he saw three or four luxury cars approaching from a distance, all of which were Xiang brand cars.

This kind of battle is rare in small towns.

Driving to Gan Yuan's watermelon car, the leading car suddenly stopped, and a young man who looked like an assistant got out and walked to the window of a car behind him and said.

"Boss, it's too hot. How about we take a break and eat two watermelons before we leave?"

The people in the car must have agreed.

Several cars all stopped, and people in the cars got out of their cars and walked here to buy watermelons.

"Yo! Teacher Gan!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from afar.
Chapter completed!
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