Chapter 152: Episode 152 Joint Disaster Relief Charity Sale 3
"Toss, toss, toss! I’ll talk to Wang Weiping later. Holding onto things from an age ago...does she think she’s a hamster or something..." Zhou Xueyin complained irritably, "It’s just a Beijing residence permit, what’s so great about that, I don’t understand these people’s way of thinking..."
"Don’t look down on that Beijing residence permit, you know why Liu Feifei is so spoiled and pampered? She’s a local from Beijing, and her husband is from out of town, treats her like she’s a queen or something..." Wang Anqi continued gossiping.
"Ugh, even a queen... Alright... Only these sugars and food flavorings are within the expiration date, the rest are all expired..." Zhou Xueyin put the items that weren’t expired aside and locked the warehouse door.
As for Zhongonline’s assets aside from outdated keyboards and mice, there were just barely usable off-brand graphics cards and long-obsolete CPUs... These couldn’t really fetch any price.
As for mobile phones, don’t even mention them; they were ancient monochrome screen phones that had been phased out long ago, the kind that nobody would want even for free.
After taking stock of the warehouse, they had gathered less than 50,000 yuan worth of goods altogether.
It looked like if they wanted the charity sale to heat up a bit, they could only rely on sponsorship from manufacturers...
Back on the 20th floor, Zhou Xueyin pushed open the door of the office only to see Liu Feifei lying back in her chair napping, with her snores resounding like thunder.
She helplessly rolled her eyes at her, picked up the phone, and started calling those manufacturers who still owed payments.
To drown out Liu Feifei’s snoring, she even had to deliberately speak extra loudly.
"Hello? Director Xiang? I am Zhou Xueyin from 51buy... Aiyo, I’m not here to press for debt. I know you’re having difficulties... Yes, I know, can’t even pay your workers’ wages, right? Oh. No worries, I’m not pressuring you for money." This Director Xiang, clearly struggling to make ends meet, still insisted on purchasing a 3-year ad term, playing at being more capable than he was.