Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Su Ning'er found that since the fire, more customers came to the store to drink tea.

Especially when she goes to the teahouse, some customers who know her will greet her, and fans will take photos with her, which is very enthusiastic.

The weather was getting colder and colder. By New Year's Day, the fourth floor was full of art students. A total of ten teachers were hired, each of whom taught at least six students, and all the classes that could be scheduled were filled.

Su Ning'er went on a short business trip, and when she came back she heard Tang Qianyu say that the owner of the bar where the incident occurred had been sentenced and made an example of, and it was not just a simple matter of paying money.

The bar fire sounded the alarm. The city's fire department conducted a thorough inspection from shops to residences, and checked business premises several times. Even the Resonance Music Store was inspected no less than three times.

Everyone cooperated and no one complained.

"By the way, sister, someone is coming today and wants you to bring some goods."

Su Ning'er hung up her coat and said:

"Just help me reject it. My livestream only sells musical instruments."

"It's a musical instrument, the Worry-Free Drum."

Su Ning'er paused: "Do you have any samples? Who produced it?"

Tang Qianyu said: "There are samples. The boss was introduced by Teacher Xiaomi."

Xiaomi is a performance teacher in the teahouse. She is a graduate of a music conservatory and her daily job is to perform in the teahouse.

The only instruments she can play are the guzheng and the wuyou drum.

The Wuyou drum, also known as the ethereal drum, is a traditional Chinese musical instrument with a long history. It is particularly suitable for tea rooms and yoga.

Su Ning'er asked Qian Qian to bring the sample for her to see.

Su Ning'er also knows how to play the Wuyou drum. The sound is particularly ethereal and beautiful, and the craftsmanship is good.

Su Ning'er asked Teacher Xiaomi about the situation again and found out that the drum used by Teacher Xiaomi was bought from this boss.

However, Teacher Xiaomi is not very familiar with the boss. He only knows that the boss not only owns a store, but also a factory.

Su Ning'er asked Qian Qian to make an appointment for a meeting with the boss named Tong Xinle.

The next afternoon, the other party came to Resonance Music for a meeting.

I didn’t expect that Boss Tong is quite young, probably in his early thirties.

Su Ning'er looked at the other party's online store and found that the sales were average.

Tong Xinle was helpless:

"I also hired someone to do live broadcasts and tried to attract traffic, but despite investing a lot of money, sales are still dismal. Someone introduced me to you, Mr. Su, saying that you specialize in promoting this instrument. We are in the same business, so I hope you can use your valuable space to promote us."

This person said it beautifully:

"Don't worry, Mr. Su, the reward will definitely not be small. I know the rules."

Su Ning'er looked at the product brochure he brought and knew his factory was quite large, so she was also very interested:

"Although I have seen the samples left by Mr. Tong, I am very strict in selecting products. I still need to go to Mr. Tong's factory to inspect it before making a final decision."

"Of course, of course. If Mr. Su has time, he can go now."

Tong Xinle looked frank and seemed very anxious.

Su Ning'er took Qianqian and the photographer and followed Tong Xinle on the trip.

The photographer will take some photos as well.

Tong Xinle’s factory is indeed quite large and has quite a few workers.

Su Ning'er picked up a semi-finished product and found that the materials and craftsmanship were the same as the sample.

Then I went to the warehouse to take a look.

No wonder Tong Xinle was anxious, he had a lot of goods piled up in his warehouse.

The main reason is that the downstream dealers ran away, and the goods kept piling up.

"It's hard to sell physical goods now. If I don't deal with these goods, I won't be able to pay my workers' wages. The final outcome will be closure of the factory and suspension of production."

Tong Xinle invited Su Ning'er and Qian Qian to sit in his office. Seeing the piles of goods in the warehouse, he looked even more worried, as if he had aged several years.