Ma Lan's description of Qian Hongyan surprised Ye Chen.

He really didn't expect that Qian Hongyan would seize the biggest trend of the Internet at present and learn from others to start live streaming and selling goods.

Moreover, what Ye Chen didn't expect was that Qian Hongyan even set up a character online.

There are thousands of people who play live broadcasts, but very few people know how to benefit people and can set up good people.

Some people package themselves as a master of success, teach others online every day how to turn 10,000 yuan into 10 billion yuan, and also hype around how many celebrity companies they have produced and how many grassroots entrepreneurs they have produced. In fact, he may not even finish high school. He worked as a skewer in early years, but because he did not have a sanitation license and the urban management did not allow stalls, the project became a bad starter. Later, the short video craze came, and he transformed himself into an entrepreneurial elite with a net worth of over 100 million yuan;

Some people also like to design some alternative and refreshing catchphrases or body movements for themselves, and rely on repeating these symbols to brainwash the audience.

In addition, some people like to show off their wealth and claim to be rich second generation; some people like to pretend to be intellectuals and boast that they have read tens of thousands of books; some people like to sell misery to win sympathy from others.

Qian Hongyan is the latter.

By selling miserable things, she gained a lot of fans, and successfully made some fans sympathize and admire her. Therefore, when she started live streaming and selling goods, saying that she wanted to make money to her husband who was paralyzed in bed and her son earned medical expenses, she began to wave her sickle to her fans.

At this time, Ma Lan took Xiao Churan's mobile phone and searched Qian Hongyan's live broadcast room through the short video platform.

At this time, the number of online users in the live broadcast room had exceeded 20,000.

Qian Hongyan sat on the head of her husband Xiao Changqian's bed, and while wiping Xiao Changqian's face, she introduced to the camera: "Family, the towel in my hand is 100% natural pure cotton, which is very absorbent, and it is particularly soft when wiping the body!"

"People like my husband who are paralyzed in bed must wash their bodies frequently every day to prevent them from sweating and covering up bedsores. This towel is very useful and clean, and does not leave much moisture after wiping, which can keep your body dry!"

"For towels like this, you must always keep some at home. Old towels need to be replaced frequently. When guests come to your home, there are new towels for customers. Moreover, this towel is now being promoted. Three pieces only cost ninety-nine, and the manufacturer is still offering benefits. Buy three pieces and get two for free. After a conversion, one is less than twenty yuan, which is very cost-effective!"

"I have won a total of 3,000 orders from the manufacturer. If you need it, you can place an order as soon as possible. After passing this village, there will be no such store."

As he said that, Qian Hongyan picked up the water cup and fed Xiao Changqian water. As a result, Xiao Changqian was dull and accidentally sprinkled his neck. Qian Hongyan immediately wiped the sprinkled water with a towel and said to the camera: "Look, this towel is really good to absorb water, and it's a blessing that it's because of it, otherwise my stupid husband would have wet the bed."

Ma Lan cursed and said, "Damn it, look at Xiao Changqian who is dead, pretending to be quite like him! I remember he was just holding his legs and feet, but he didn't have Alzheimer's disease!"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "It must be a performance. They are all scripted and they were rehearsed in advance."

At this time, Qian Hongyan was not in a hurry to go to the shopping cart in the live broadcast, but patiently helped her husband clean up, and then sighed: "Actually, my husband, if my son is not paralyzed, I don't want to make money from my family here. If I sell a towel like this, I can earn two yuan commission. If I sell all three thousand orders, I can earn about six thousand yuan. Six thousand yuan sounds a lot, but the old and young people in my family have several mouths waiting for dinner. My husband and son are still waiting for money to go to the hospital for rehabilitation treatment. The expenses for a day are more than this, so the family just thinks it is to help Yanzi. Anyway, you have to buy such things as towels sooner or later. Since that's the case, it's better to buy one from Yanzi, which can be regarded as giving Yanzi a love to Yanzi. Yanzi thanks her family here!"

When Ma Lan heard this, she scolded in anger: "Damn it, I'll vomit when I see it again! Qian Hongyan, this stinky girl, is really good at acting!"

At this time, Qian Hongyan in the live broadcast picked up another mobile phone and said, "Family, I'm going to get on the shopping cart now. Everyone needs it and grab what they need, three, two, one, get on the car!"

Ma Lan muttered, "This torn towel doesn't even have a brand, and it costs 5 pieces for 99 yuan. I think it's only the price for a good towel made by someone who uses high-quality long cotton. Just a fool buys her!"

After saying that, she muttered again: "Let me see how many orders you can sell this thing."

As he said, he clicked on the shopping cart icon in Qian Hongyan's live broadcast room with his fingers. When he clicked in, he saw that the link was the first of this towel. Buy three and get two free shipping for 99 yuan. The real-time sales volume has exceeded 1,800 orders.

Ma Lan was shocked and blurted out: "Damn it, someone really bought it?! She has more than 1,800 orders?! She made three yuan for each order. Wouldn't that mean that she made more than 5,000 yuan in just the effort to fart?!"

As she said that, she asked Ye Chen: "Good son-in-law, she said that she could only bring in three dollars for this 99-yuan towel. Is it a lie? Why do I think it's worth at least five or six dollars!"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Mom, you said you're less. I guess Qian Hongyan's commission will be at least twenty yuan per order."

"How much?!" Ma Lan was stunned and blurted incredibly: "Can you make at least twenty yuan per order? Then she sold more than 1,800 orders at once. As of this, she made more than 30,000?!"
Chapter completed!