After the live broadcast, the whole network was boiling!

The number of people in Zhimei Factory's live broadcast room exceeded several million in just half an hour!

Barrages and comments floated like snowflakes.

The enthusiasm of fans was like ignited gunpowder, which was out of control.

The official website and social media accounts of Zhimei Factory were overwhelmed, and countless people left messages asking when to restock.

Some people even began to buy the pants that had just been sold out at a high price in the second-hand market.

Zhao Dewang looked at all this, and his hands trembled with excitement.

He didn't expect that a live broadcast could bring such a huge change!

He turned and looked at Lin Yuan, his eyes full of gratitude and admiration.

"Mr. Lin, you are really our savior!" Zhao Dewang's voice was choked with sobs.

Lin Yuan smiled and waved his hand, "Director Zhao, this is because your products are excellent, I just did my best."

Zhao Siying was also on the side, her eyes were red.

At this moment, even the employees wanted to kowtow to Lin Yuan!

This simply brought the whole factory back to life.

"Mr. Lin, we must treat you to this celebration banquet! What do you want to eat?" Zhao Dewang asked enthusiastically.

Lin Yuan waved his hand, "Director Zhao, don't bother too much, just find a restaurant."

Zhao Dewang shook his head, "How can that be possible? You are our great benefactor. I know a restaurant that tastes very good!"

Lin Yuan saw that he couldn't refuse and sighed.

"Okay, I'd rather obey than be respectful!"

Zhao Dewang and his partner took Lin Yuan to a restaurant with simple decoration. The decoration inside the restaurant revealed a warm and friendly atmosphere.

Zhao Dewang introduced to Lin Yuan: "The owner of this restaurant is my old friend for many years. Their signature dish is braised lion's head!"

"It tastes delicious and the meat is tender. You young people will definitely like it."

Lin Yuan looked at Zhao Dewang's excitement and said, "Okay. Let's try it."

After the three of them sat down, Zhao Siying personally poured wine for Lin Yuan.

"Mr. Lin, you saved the entire Zhimei. I can only express my gratitude with this glass of wine."

Lin Yuan raised his glass and gently touched Zhao Siying's glass.

"Miss Zhao, you don't have to be so polite."

Zhao Dewang also raised his glass, tears flashing in his eyes?

"Mr. Lin, you don't know what this brand means to me!"

"It was passed down from my ancestors, and I don't want it to be smashed in my hands."

"If it weren't for you, I might really have to borrow usury."

Lin Yuan gently patted the back of Zhao Dewang's hand and comforted him: "Director Zhao, the most important thing now is to seize the heat and speed up production."

Zhao Dewang was simply dancing with joy at this moment!

"I have asked the workers to work overtime to produce more high-quality products as soon as possible."

As they ate and talked, Zhao Dewang's face was filled with a satisfied smile. He kept picking up dishes for Lin Yuan and enthusiastically introduced the characteristics of each dish.

"Mr. Lin, try this. This is our specialty. I guarantee you'll want more."

On the other side, Gu Yexing sat in front of the computer, his eyes fixed on the data on the screen.

He looked at the number of viewers and sales of Lin Yuan's live broadcast, and the jealousy in his heart was like a venomous snake gnawing at his heart.

He slammed the table hard and roared, "Why?! What else does the damn Lin Yuan have to show except this face?!"

He turned to Gu Changchuan and questioned angrily.

"Dad, didn't we agree to deal with him? Why give him so much traffic?!"

Gu Changchuan glanced at him coldly, slapped Gu Yexing in the face, and spoke in a low voice.

"What do you know?! Now the time has not come yet, Lin Yuan just escaped death, what we have to do is to show netizens an attitude, we can't just ignore it. Do you understand?"

Gu Yexing covered his face, a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes, "I understand, Dad. What should we do next?"

Gu Changchuan blew smoke rings, "Of course we start collecting money. There are so many sponsors waiting, Lin Yuan doesn't accept it, we accept it."

Gu Yexing nodded, this is a good idea, let Lin Yuan work for them!

At the same time, in the Zhimei factory, employees are busy working.

These middle-aged workers are operating the machines while discussing today's events with great interest.

"Mr. Lin is such a good man!"

"Our Zhimei is now settled, Director Zhao is rewarded for his good deeds."

They were chatting enthusiastically, and they all wanted to pull the materials into the warehouse immediately so that they could start work immediately.

When the workers were immersed in their vision of the future, the door of the factory was pushed open, and a group of people walked in aggressively.

The leading man was fat, with a face full of flesh and a pair of small eyes that showed greed and cunning.

He wore an ill-fitting suit, a tie hanging loosely around his neck, and a thick gold chain in his hand, looking like a nouveau riche.

"Where is Zhao Dewang? Call him out!" the man shouted loudly, and his voice echoed in the factory.

The workers were startled by this sudden scene. They looked at each other with horror in their eyes.

An older worker stepped forward with courage and said cautiously: "Boss Liang, please wait a moment, we will call Director Zhao right away."

Liang Yuan is the landlord of Zhimei Factory.

Zhimei has been in arrears of rent for several months, and Liang Yuan often comes to ask for money, and every time he looks like he wants to eat someone.

Today, he watched Lin Yuan's live broadcast and knew that Zhimei Factory suddenly made a lot of money, so he hurried over.

He was calculating in his mind and was ready to take the opportunity to raise all prices. If Zhimei made money, he would also like to have a share!

After Zhao Dewang received the call, his face sank. He knew that Liang Yuan was coming to collect debts again.

He immediately said to Lin Yuan: "Mr. Lin, I'm so sorry. I have to go back to deal with something."

Lin Yuan saw Zhao Dewang's embarrassment, so he said, "Director Zhao, I'll go back with you to see."

Zhao Siying followed closely behind, and she explained the situation to Lin Yuan on the way.

"Mr. Lin, Liang Yuan is our landlord. All employees in our factory are equipped with places to live. This time it should also be for rent."

When they returned to the factory, Liang Yuan was standing in the middle of the factory, looking arrogant.

The workers gathered around, lowering their heads one by one, not daring to speak.

Zhao Dewang stepped forward and tried to stay calm, "Boss Liang, you are here."

Liang Yuan looked at Zhao Dewang with a squint and sneered.

"Zhao Dewang, you've made a fortune, right? You've made a lot of money from livestreaming, right? So shouldn't you pay off the rent?"

Zhao Dewang looked a little embarrassed, he knew Liang Yuan had bad intentions.

"Boss Liang, don't worry, we'll pay you the rent as soon as the payment arrives!"

Liang Yuan was not willing to give in, "How many times have you said this? If you don't give me a definite answer today, don't blame me for being rude!"

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