He doesn't even know the current revenue of the factory.

Qin Qing sent him a report, but he was busy watching movies, comics and novels, and never clicked it. With his current relationship with Qin Qing, if he hadn't helped him...well, it would be unlikely that he would go to read the report.

After Chen Haofeng left, Jiang Wanlin said calmly: "Seeing that, he thought that there was Fei Runlong's channel, so he rested with peace of mind and had no desire to be motivated at all."

It is true that Chen Haofeng is not concerned about the factory affairs, because someone cares about him, but Jiang Wanlin's words are also biased. Because of the relationship between Jiang Qingqing and Fei Runlong, the sales of Haofeng Niuwan and Qin Qing's philosophy from beginning to end are all walking on multiple legs.

Therefore, Haofeng Niu Pills have sales now only about two-fifths, relying on Feirunlong Store.

Jiang Qingqing said helplessly: "Haofeng must have been too busy lately. Keke asked him to help him draw a few paintings, and he should focus on painting."

Jiang Qingqing knew about Chen Haofeng's hand-off attributes.

One or two can be seen from his live broadcast of fishing for three days and three months of broadcasting the Internet.

"He can draw?" Wei Fanghui was a little surprised.

"Mom, brother-in-law... Oh, Brother Haofeng is so good at painting. He replicated the Qingming River Tour in the live broadcast room, and many people called him 6." Noting Jiang Wanlin's eyes, it was time to get pocket money, and Jiang Yiyi was temporarily afraid.

"What a mess?" Wei Fanghui glared at Jiang Yiyi and asked Jiang Qingqing again: "Is Keke going to start a painting exhibition again?"

Jiang Qingqing nodded, "It was said it was the New Year."

The mother and daughter talked about something else, and the topic about Chen Haofeng was revealed.

Jiang Qingqing, who returned to the room, called Chen Haofeng.

Less than a second after the phone rang, Chen Haofeng answered. He said with a positive attitude: "If your father scolds me, don't refute it. I'm really a little unrestrained recently. I'm reading the report and I'm guaranteeing that I will never fall twice in the same place."

"Forget it, I don't know you yet." Jiang Qingqing had a faint but happy smile on her pretty face, "You don't have to be stressed. Even if you turn the factory in and focus on being an artist in the future, it doesn't matter if you don't have any income. I will support you."

Chen Haofeng: "..."

When I came back, I found the report that Qin Qing had sent before. Chen Haofeng, who had begun to work hard, felt like he was hitting the cotton with one punch. He didn't feel depressed, but on the contrary, it was soft and comfortable.

A different description may be more intuitive, such as a light punch hitting 36F?

PS: There will be something going on tomorrow during the day, and there will be another update at night.
Chapter completed!