Reborn King of Marketing

What was playing was the video of Wang Xiaomin interviewing Zhang Xuebing, but the interview had come to an end.

As this sentence was finished, Zhang Xuebing's image faded from the screen, the camera gradually zoomed out, and the images of all the villagers participating in the auction gradually filled the perspective.

"That's me, haha!"

"I've been on TV for once in my life!"

"Look, that's my dad..."

Many villagers were extremely excited.

Those aunts even burst into tears when they saw what they looked like.

They feel that others have not even watched TV, but not only have they watched it, but they have also been on TV, which is worth their time.

The people in Lijiacun and Wangjiacun didn't know why. After hearing other people's explanations, they were first shocked by the huge sum of 700,000 and almost went out of their bodies, and then they admired and appreciated Zhang Xuebing from the bottom of their hearts.

Children will no longer have to brave wind and rain to go to school in the future, and villagers will also have the opportunity to go to work in factories. Those dirt roads that are full of dirt on sunny days and full of mud on rainy days will become asphalt roads in the city.

All this was given by Zhang Xuebing, and everyone had the same idea that as long as they followed him, their lives would be even more prosperous in the future.

Xiao Chenchen, who was a hundred miles away, was also watching TV and happened to see this news.

After reading it, Xiao Chenchen didn't sleep well that night. She lay on the bed tossing and turning, and the events of the past few days were replayed in her mind like a movie.

Zhang Xuebing's figure kept lingering in front of her eyes.

Is this man really a saint? Everything he did was not for himself, but for those fellow villagers?

No, absolutely not, people have selfish desires, and this person is definitely a deeply hidden traitor.

With preconceptions, Xiao Chenchen has solidified Zhang Xuebing's image and it is difficult to change it anymore.

When she was half asleep, she seemed to feel Zhang Xuebing coming to the bed with a sinister smile and pounced down.

She struggled and resisted with all her strength, but in the end she was succeeded by this bad guy.

The rough and savage bad guys showed no mercy to their loved ones. Xiao Chenchen kept crying and begging for mercy, but what she got in return was even more humiliation and torture.

"Ah, help!"

She yelled, sat up from the bed, hugged her shoulders tightly with her hands, huddled in the corner and looked around in horror.

There was no sign of the bad guy at all, and it took me a while to realize that this was a dream.

Damn it, how could I dream about that bastard, and it was such a shameful dream!

She calmed down a little, then felt sticky and uncomfortable. She reached out to wipe the sweat stains on her hands. She quickly got up and ran to the bathroom.

The early morning sun shone into the room, and Zhang Xuebing was still lying on the bed with a hangover, feeling as uncomfortable as smoke coming from his throat.

"water!"

"I let you drink so much, it's a good thing I didn't get you drunk to death!"

Su Xin'er, who was standing by the bed, picked up the enamel jar on the Kang table, moved his head, and said with distress and annoyance, "Drink it, it won't be hot!"

Zhang Xuebing couldn't wait to grab the little hand holding the jar and drank it hard. The cool and sweet water entered his mouth and felt a sense of comfort from his throat to his stomach, which relieved his thirst.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw that the little girl's eyes were dark and bloodshot. She looked like she had been staying by his side all night, and he felt sweet in his heart.

"It's disgusting, why are you grabbing someone's hand?" The little girl withdrew the bottle and her hand, and gave him a fierce look. "Next time, if you want to drink so much, don't go home. Find a place to sleep by yourself. It will save you money."

My sister is worried!"

Zhang Xuebing didn't refute, just looked at her and giggled, thinking to himself that I can have such a girl to accompany me for the rest of my life. What else do I have to regret? I must treat her well in the future and make her happy throughout her life.

"What are you giggling about?" The little girl's face heated up at the sight and she looked away.

"Sweet, so sweet!"

"Ah, you still want to drink, wait a minute!"

The little girl thought he was talking about water, so she hurriedly brought another jar and complained like a little daughter-in-law.

"With rock sugar and black tea added, my sister said rock sugar moistens the lungs and black tea warms the stomach. Drink less alcohol in the future. If you don't obey me, I will never care about you again!"

Zhang Xuebing grabbed his little hand and pulled it into his arms.

The little girl exclaimed and almost spilled a jar of sugar water on the bed.

"Sister is outside, please be honest!"

Zhang Xuebing had no choice but to let go of his little hand and said lazily.

"Then you feed me!"

Su Xin'er twisted and looked outside, then blushed like she did last time in the valley, gently picked up his head and put it on her lap, and put the jar close to his mouth.

"Drink slowly, don't choke!"

Zhang Xuebing, who didn't like sugar water at first, found that this time it tasted particularly delicious and had a faint girly scent. He wanted to drink it all from the jar in one gulp.

The temperature in the room gradually rose, and a warm and charming smell filled the air.

"Brother Xiaobing, come quickly, we have a guest in our village!" Shitou's cry came, interrupting this sweet moment.

The little girl was so frightened that her hands trembled and she sprinkled half of the water on Zhang Xuebing's face.

"Pfft, cough, cough, cough!" Zhang Xuebing almost choked. He was so angry that he placed the half-filled jar on the windowsill and sat up suddenly.

"Shitou, why are our guests so surprised? If you don't tell me why today, you won't be able to leave the village this month!"

Zhang Xuebing promised to take him to the Screw Country after completing the formalities. If he was not allowed to leave the village, would he die?

Shitou was so anxious that he pushed open Zhang Xuebing's window and saw Su Xin'er hurriedly wiping away the water stains.

"Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were here, I'm leaving right now!" Shitou knew that he had gotten into trouble again, and turned his head away as if he had been electrocuted.

Zhang Xuebing stretched out his hand from the window, grabbed his ear before he could turn around, and said through gritted teeth, "What kind of guest is this? Could it be that he's from the province?"

Shitou screamed in pain a few times, then he didn't dare to struggle and said honestly.

"Someone from some office in the county has come and asked you to go and receive him!"

Zhang Xuebing rubbed his still aching head, tilted his head and asked, "What office?"

"I didn't understand, hehe!" Shitou Han said with a smile, "They are all at the village headquarters, and some people even said they wanted to check the accounts and so on!"

This was because he came to beat the autumn wind after seeing the great sales of Ganoderma lucidum. Zhang Xuebing's head immediately stopped hurting and he jumped out of bed, "Let's go!"

If it were something else, Zhang Xuebing would just ignore it at most. If he wanted to touch my money, he would definitely not do it!

I can spend my money on my fellow villagers, on my family, and even give alms to beggars without feeling bad. If others dare to reach out and take it, don’t blame me for being rude!

"Zhang Xuebing, don't forget this..." The little girl held a small black leather bag in her hand and shook it towards Zhang Xuebing.

Zhang Xuebing turned around and slapped his forehead. He really drank too much last night and even forgot to buy a mobile phone.

Zhang Xuebing has always been a member of the Three Nones, and communication is really inconvenient.

How will business develop in the future without a phone?

Yesterday when he was in the city, he gritted his teeth and bought this Motorola 8800 Big Brick.

These days, there are no digital phones or smart phones, only analog phones, let alone mobile phones with Internet access. The domestic Internet only started in 1997. Now the phone can only receive and make calls, not even text messages.

This silly, big, black and thick half-brick costs 10,800 for the bare metal, and more than 9,000 for the network connection.

Every month, regardless of whether you make a call or not, you have to pay a 90-yuan number occupation fee, also called a landline fee. In addition, you also have to pay a wireless station usage fee every year.

What’s even more annoying is that both incoming and outgoing calls are charged in both directions. When leaving the local area, you have to register in advance to roam, and long-distance charges are exorbitantly expensive.

I had a mobile phone myself, so of course I couldn't let my brothers use it for nothing. It was impossible to buy all the mobile phones, so all the backbones were equipped with a Motorola consultant Han display pager.

This thing was also a characteristic of that era. It was divided into digital and Chinese displays. Its main function was that when someone called the paging station, the owner could receive messages or incoming calls.

In the 1990s, you could often see people on the road looking for a public phone in a hurry when someone's waist beeped.

Don’t laugh at others, many people regard this thing as a symbol of identity and status.

In another ten years, when digital mobile phones are popularized and sending and receiving text messages becomes common, this kind of thing will gradually disappear from the stage of history.

The young brothers were as happy as if they had married a wife when they had this high-end product. They took it out and looked at the time, not to mention how beautiful it was.

From then on, the phrase "call me if you need anything later" became their mantra.

After taking the phone, Zhang Xuebing quietly touched Xiaonen's hand.

The little girl gave him a look that was half angry and half happy, and whispered, "Come back soon!"