What kind of experience is it to help your wife cheat?

Chapter 129 Where is the problem?
Ding Rui felt that her first live broadcast had brought into play her full strength, and she even performed a little bit beyond normal.For three full hours, she didn't drink a sip of water, and kept introducing the snacks, using all the good words she could think of, and even exaggerating some of the products.

In addition, the number of people in the live broadcast room broke a record high, with tens of thousands of people online at the same time at the peak.

Even if an audience only spends one yuan on average, the sales tonight should be tens of thousands of yuan.

However, the background data showed that the sales for the whole night were only more than 1000 or [-] yuan. Regardless of the profit, the sales alone were not enough to pay the wages of so many colleagues for a day. This result would definitely disappoint the senior leaders.

Dai Xin was also very surprised by this result, but because she has been paying attention to the data, it is not difficult to accept it at this time.

She patted Ding Rui's shoulder and comforted her softly: "It's okay, take your time, there is always a process. We are not afraid of a low starting point, but we are afraid of not improving."

Ding Rui felt a little tight in her chest, panting heavily, her face was flushed, and she felt very uncomfortable.

Xu Ze was also in a very depressed mood. He barely said a few words today, not even joking. He just kept nodding beside him, completely acting as a backdrop.

Such poor sales made Xu Ze feel that he was very responsible.

Although other employees are not very satisfied with this result, most of them don't care much. After all, the company does not evaluate them in this area. They all get paid for working a day. Ding Rui's sales are not good, as long as If Li Dalei sells well, it won't have any impact on their income.

If the sales on both sides are not good, it is the operation department who is responsible for the blame, and it has nothing to do with the camera, props, makeup and other positions.

It was eleven o'clock in the evening, and Ding Rui was sitting in the office, watching her colleagues leave one after another, but she didn't want to leave at all. She wanted to stay and let herself be quiet, and think carefully about what the problem was.

At around [-]:[-], Dai Xin locked the door of the office and walked out. She saw Ding Rui who was sitting in a daze.

She shook her head and sighed softly, and walked over slowly: "Xiaorui, it's so late, why don't you go back?"

Ding Rui raised her head, her eye circles were reddish, but she forced a stiff smile: "Sister Dai, you have experience, can you analyze it for me, what is wrong with me today?"

Dai Xin leaned against Ding Rui's desk, and raised her hand to support the frame on the bridge of her nose: "I can't explain clearly, I think you have said everything you need to say, and your performance is pretty good, it shouldn't be like this The result. Maybe, our influence is still not enough, not enough for fans to have a sense of trust in us?"

If it was really as Dai Xin speculated, there was really no need to be as depressed as Ding Rui.

The "sense of trust" is very mysterious, and it takes a long time of contact to truly establish it.As for how long the "long time" mentioned here is, no one can say clearly, and there has never been an accurate figure.

Ding Rui also realized that although her live broadcast is about food, it is completely different from her previous food recommendations in the gourmet circle. The same method is applicable in the gourmet circle, but it may not be very effective here.

"Don't think too much, let's go, go back and have a good rest, believe me, as long as you keep working hard, you will get better one day." Dai Xin pulled Ding Rui up and left the big office area together, locked the door behind , and very considerately sent Ding Rui to the car.

Watching Ding Rui's car gradually disappear at the gate of the science and technology park, Dai Xin put away her smile, sighed softly, and turned to look for her own car.

Dai Xin feels sorry for Ding Rui, but also admires Ding Rui.

Such a small body, but with an unwillingness to admit defeat, insists on bearing a weight that is enough to crush most people.

The process must be difficult, and it is impossible to predict whether the result will be good. Dai Xin, who can help her, has done her best to help her. The rest can only be left to time and the market.

In Jiangyi City late at night, there were few vehicles on the road, and there was no congestion during the day.

There are neon lights beating in the streets and alleys, and the dim street lights can barely illuminate the way home.

Ding Rui was driving the car, looking ahead, her mind was in a state of confusion, and her head seemed to be muddled. The harder she tried to analyze what was wrong with her, the more confused she became.

This is the first time she has brought goods live. The quality of the products prepared for her by the company is not bad, and the prices are much lower than those on the Internet, and some are even half of the supermarket prices.

What went wrong?How come no one buys it?
Is it really a matter of trust?
Unconsciously, the road home came to an end, and the car came to the community where the rental house was located.

Ding Rui parked the car, got out of the car with her bag, and was about to go home when she saw a dark figure hiding in the darkness not far away.

Shouldn't you encounter a metamorphosis?
She lives in a resettlement community, and the security guards are old men who are usually lazy and rarely watch the night, so the security in the community is not reliable.

What should you do if you really encounter a pervert?
Ding Rui hugged her satchel tightly, took out her mobile phone, and wanted to make a call while walking, but saw the figure in the dark move, and walked quickly to the street light.

"Why did you come back?" That figure turned out to be Song Song.

Ding Rui let out a long breath, and her beating heart gradually returned to calm, but fine beads of sweat had already oozed from her forehead and the tip of her nose, and she was slightly chilled.

"Why are you waiting for me here?" Ding Rui was a little annoyed: "I thought I met a bad guy."

Song Song came over: "I'm just worried that you will meet bad people, so I'm waiting for you here."

Ding Rui angrily threw the bag to Song Song, turned around and walked home.

snort!Who told you to scare me?
Song Song was not angry either, he put the bag on his shoulder, and chased after him in a few steps, walking beside Ding Rui.

"I've watched all of your live broadcast today." Seeing that Ding Rui was silent, Song Song opened his mouth.

Ding Rui's steps slowed down for a moment, and her walking speed slowed down. She lowered her head, feeling particularly aggrieved. The tears she had been holding back for a long time unexpectedly flowed down.

Because the light was too dark, Song Song couldn't see Ding Rui's tears, but he could clearly feel Ding Rui's loss.

"Not good grades?" Song Song asked with concern.

Ding Rui said "hmm", bit her lip and nodded.

According to the normal situation, Song Song should give comfort and encouragement at this time, and even say a few jokes to relieve Ding Rui's depression.

But to Ding Rui's surprise, Song Song nodded and said, "It's the same as I thought."

Ding Rui stopped and turned to look at Song Song angrily, but Song Song kept walking and continued walking forward. As he walked, he said lightly: "Actually, you made mistakes from the beginning, and it is normal for you to have poor grades. Yes. Do you want to know what your problem is?"

Ding Rui was taken aback when he heard the words, and then his heart started beating fast.

Sure enough, even Dai Xin couldn't see the problem, Song Song saw it all at once!

My husband is the most reliable!

"What's the problem?" Ding Rui didn't care about being angry anymore, and hurried after her.

Song Song said with a smile: "It's cold outside, and it's too late, let's go home and sit down and chat slowly."

(End of this chapter)