All Stars Are My Food Fans

No fire is the problem, and sudden fire is also the problem.

Mingmei is also thinking about what to do, and suddenly restricting everyone to only one copy will definitely not work...

It's even worse to just follow it.

The two thought about it, but couldn't think of a very proper way.

It feels like every road is a dead end.

"Or, let's finish the delivery today and continue tomorrow?"

"No." Wanxing rejected this: "The supply is limited, and the owner of the tofu shop sold us tofu at a very low price. We said before that the event time is limited..."

It is impossible to continue forever, otherwise, even if Qiuqiu takes the money by himself, he will not be able to support it.

Such a big stall is just throwing money out.

But when I said that it would be closed soon, I also felt that I would stop working when I was angry.

"This... is really not good."

At this moment, Jiang Qiuqiu interjected: "Why don't we just say it straight?"

"...Speak straight?" Wanxing didn't understand what Jiang Qiuqiu meant.

"It's just to tell everyone the truth about what we are struggling with right now."

Jiang Qiuqiu didn't think things were so complicated, "At first glance, this event was self-organized. There was no careful plan, and there was no consortium to control it later. It was easy to go wrong."

"As long as we tell everyone about the problems that have arisen, everyone can fully understand it."

After a long operation, Wanxing quickly responded: "Yes! That's fine."

"Sister Mingmei, let's do as Qiuqiu said!"

"Yes, but I think just explaining it is a waste of traffic." At this time, the tofu stall was still on the tip of traffic, and explaining it for an announcement was a waste of its exposure.

"Then add my live broadcast preview." Jiang Qiuqiu thought about it and said, "You can add one after the truth. At 12 noon today, I will hold a free live broadcast about the tofu banquet."

"I will send you the pre-link of the live broadcast room privately later."

"Is there a live broadcast again at noon?" Mingmei worried: "There is still PK at night, can you keep up with Qiuqiu?"

"I can do it! The live broadcast at noon will definitely be on, otherwise no matter how good and reasonable we explain it, everyone will still be unhappy."

"You can't let everyone expect nothing in vain."

"That's fine too."

After adding a few more details, the solution was settled.

Wanxing left the conference room first and went to write a copy. Jiang Qiuqiu said a few words to Mingmei.

"I didn't expect it to explode so quickly. I will trouble you, Sister Mingmei, in the early morning."

"What trouble are you talking about, we can't wait to have this trouble every day." So many fans pour in every day, so it's called red.

"It's also a good thing to have these fans. You win every time in this round of PK, but you are still only in the tail of the top ten in the collective ranking, because the fan base is too small."

The people in front can accumulate a lot of popularity every time they pk, like a snowball. There are more and more pk tickets.

If it goes on like this, there will be a big gap between Qiuqiu and the top three.

Every time this happens, Mingmei hopes that Qiuqiu can match a stronger opponent and can be taken by the opponent's data.

"With this group of fans joining in, your votes will increase, and the ranking will continue to rise for a while."

"Um."

"By the way, Sister Mingmei, why didn't you see Mr. Qian today?"

"He." Mingmei Nunuzui showed a different expression than usual: "He has been called by the headquarters recently, he is busy."

"Stop talking, I'll go to the Operations Department to deploy first. Qiuqiu, you can also prepare what you need at noon. We still have a battle to fight."

"Um."