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The next day.

He Qiaoyun slept until the sun set in the room. She had stayed up all night, and she was also very busy during the day yesterday. She woke up feeling exhausted.

After washing up, I quickly cooked some egg noodles and ate breakfast while replying to the messages I hadn't finished replying to yesterday.

After finishing breakfast and replying to the call, I tidied up the table and went out.

After inspecting the greenhouse, I received a call from the Party Secretary.

The secretary asked, "Qiaoyun, do you have time now?"

He Qiaoyun said as she took out her car keys, "I have time."

The Party Secretary said, "Come to the village committee and let's talk about the live stream. We're in the meeting room right now."

He Qiaoyun opened the driver's side door. "Okay, wait for me for ten minutes."

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of the village committee. She went upstairs and headed towards a meeting room.

The meeting room was full of people, including young people and other grape farmers. She immediately spotted He Gui, who looked at her with disdain.

He Qiaoyun knocked lightly on the door twice, and everyone looked at her. The secretary waved to her, "Qiaoyun is here, come in and sit down."

"Okay." She found a seat and sat down.

Before the secretary could speak, He Gui interrupted, saying sarcastically, "What's the point of inviting her here? Didn't she sell all her grapes behind our backs? Now she even wants to make money from live streaming? Don't be too greedy."

Upon hearing this, the other farmers murmured amongst themselves, expressing their dissatisfaction: "Yeah, she didn't even think of us when she signed the order with the supermarket..."

He Qiaoyun remained silent throughout, simply listening quietly.

The secretary glanced at He Gui and coughed lightly. "Qiaoyun is an internet celebrity now, with 500,000 to 600,000 followers on Douyin. Every time you open Douyin, you see her videos. She is also one of the farmers who have settled in our Hejia Village to grow fruit. So, we plan to invite her to be a live streamer to help everyone sell grapes."

He Gui instinctively wanted to retort, but upon hearing the secretary's words, he was speechless and shut his mouth.

Upon hearing this, the others quickly changed their tune, saying, "That works! That's perfect! Now we'll have viewers for our live stream, and we can sell our grapes!"

Seeing these fickle people changing their minds so easily, He Gui rolled his eyes in exasperation. But he didn't say anything more hurtful. After all, everyone says that selling goods online can make money, and if his grapes could fetch a good price through live streaming, that would be great.

Seeing that they all seemed satisfied, the Party Secretary said, "Since everyone agrees, the next step is to discuss the revenue sharing from the sales."

They were stunned again, and asked in unison, "What profit sharing?"

The secretary explained again, "It's like this, it's about the commission she gets for each order of grapes she sells. This is quite important, and we need to make it clear before the broadcast to avoid any fights later on."

One young man said, "Yes, it's usually 10% to 30% commission, but we'll have to discuss the specifics."

The dozen or so people looked at each other in bewilderment, as if to say: What gives her the right?

Someone was the first to speak up, "Why should we get a share? We're all grape growers, we know we don't make much money. If she takes her share, what's left for us to earn?"

Immediately, someone chimed in: "Exactly, it's just sitting in front of the camera and talking, it's not like we're making her work in the fields for us."

"Yeah, we're all from the same village. We help each other sell goods, and we even get paid. They take 20 or 30 percent of each order. After deducting the costs of delivery and other expenses, we're all going to starve."

"Exactly, they only make money off their own people, that's really unethical."

Seeing this, He Gui immediately rose up in rebellion, "It's not like we can't do the live broadcast without her, why do we have to use her? Secretary, let's do it ourselves!"

He Qiaoyun remained silent. They had their reasons, and she couldn't do it for nothing. If they didn't agree, she would stop. Earning this money wasn't enjoyable anyway; she'd initially thought it was just the village paying for her to make some promotional videos...

The secretary glanced at He Qiaoyun, then at the live-streaming team he had borrowed, and then at He Gui and his team, who were equally impressive. He was utterly exhausted.

I was originally very confident that I could handle this well, but now it seems like it's going to fall through.

Seeing this, several young people tried to reason with He Gui and his group: "Uncles and aunts, that's how it is. Even if you hire any livestreamer to sell goods, you still have to give them a share..."

Aunt Zhao quickly interrupted, "What's this talk about profit sharing? Last year, that young cadre from our village did a live stream for us, and she didn't ask for a single penny."

The young people fell silent. Cadres are supposed to serve the people, so of course they can't accept money. But livestreamers are different; that's how they make a living...

Sister Meng also said, "If that girl hadn't been transferred elsewhere, she might still be broadcasting for us now. Although we didn't sell many, at least they didn't ask us for money..."

He Qiaoyun didn't waste any words. She stood up and said calmly, "Alright, since you don't need me anymore, I'll go back. I won't disturb your meeting any longer."

The Party Secretary urged him to stay, saying, "Hey, don't go yet, let's discuss this some more."

Before He Qiaoyun could refuse, He Gui spoke first, "What's there to discuss? There's no reason to make money off one's own family."

The others chimed in, "That's right, that's right."

He Qiaoyun ignored them, turned around and went out the door. She went downstairs and bumped into He Ping, who had arrived late.

He Ping glanced at He Qiaoyun, then went upstairs.

In the conference room.

When He Gui saw He Ping arrive, he looked at him with some disdain. He owed his current position entirely to He Ping; if it weren't for him, he wouldn't have followed the trend of growing grapes.

He Ping found a seat and sat down. "Secretary, what's the matter?"

The Party Secretary didn't want to mention what had just happened, so He Ping looked at the Village Head, who also sighed and said, "Ask He Gui and the others."

He Gui said in a less-than-friendly tone, "They want to invite He Qiaoyun to sell grapes via livestream. He Qiaoyun wants a share of the profits, but we won't give it to her. That's it."

He Ping, having seen more of the world than them, understood the interests involved. Seeing He Gui's stingy and short-sighted behavior, she spoke up for He Qiaoyun, saying, "Isn't it normal to ask for a share when helping with live-streaming sales? Do you expect people to do it for free?"

The village secretary finally heard a compliment and quickly chimed in, "That's right, Qiaoyun is a hot internet celebrity now, and she's someone we know well. Unlike other internet celebrities, she won't do anything behind the scenes."

This group of people won't listen to anything else; all they know is that someone wants a share of their money, and they're a million times unwilling to accept it.

The Party Secretary and the Director sighed and waved their hands, "Forget it, if you don't want to invite us, then don't. Since we've already invited the team, we'll broadcast it ourselves. It'll start in a couple of days, and you'll all be on stage."

They all resisted, saying, "No, no, we can't talk, how can we sell anything?"

"That's right, that's right, it won't work."

The village secretary straightened his face and said, "If you don't do it, who will? It's settled then!"

Sister Meng pointed to the young girls in the live streaming team, "Aren't there some young girls here? Let her replace us. We're all old, they don't like watching anymore. Who doesn't like watching young girls these days?"