Ying Shao is a Girl

"Sit down and let's talk business." Ying Junchu glanced at Yi Mo, who looked like a fool.

"Yes, boss!"

Yi Mo moved a soft chair and sat opposite Ying Junchu.

Sunlight jumped into the room from the bright glass window, outlining the young man's silhouette and giving her a faint halo.

"Boss, what are you going to do?"

Although I had discussed with the company's senior management before and wrote a plan, they themselves felt that it was not perfect enough.

I hope Ying Junchu’s idea is the finishing touch.

"Cultivation of flower seeds adapted to desert geographical conditions is the most basic, and this is very important."

Yi Mo nodded and motioned for her to continue.

"But the subsequent process will be changed. Instead of the company hiring people to plant flowers for tourists to view, the tourists will plant flowers to view themselves."

Hearing this, Yimo was silent for a while and fell into thinking.

"Boss, this will greatly increase our costs."

Ying Junchu nodded.

"It seems you understand what I mean."

"Well, tourists choose their own flower seeds and the place where they plant flowers. After tourists leave the local area, they can obtain the growth status of the plants through remote monitoring. When spring comes, all the flower seeds planted by tourists, if they can bloom, will merge into one flower ocean……"

"Boss, is this what you mean?"

Ying Junchu opened his thin lips lightly and uttered a concise word.

"Um."

"However, in this case, not only will the cost increase, but the risk will also increase a lot."

Immo was telling the truth.

Africa as a whole has backward infrastructure, low consumption levels, and is an Internet desert.

Then remote monitoring is very difficult.

If tourists plant the plants themselves, the plant survival rate will be reduced to the lowest due to the lack of professional knowledge and the harsh and arid desert environment.

Most likely, in spring, there will be no sea of ​​flowers.

Only the entire army was wiped out and everything was desolate.

This is a risky business.

"Think more, try more." Ying Junchu only said these five words, with a serious expression and determination to do it.

Yi Mo was silent again.

Once the boss decides something, no one can change it.

She is very stubborn.

But in the eyes of most people, this matter is impossible, nonsense, and too absurd.

The existence of Namaqualand is an accident, and the natural conditions are just right.

The accident of nature created the mysterious and beautiful Namaqualand.

Where can I find a place to grow flowers with natural conditions similar to Namaqualand?

Not to mention the issue of remote monitoring...

The scope of project promotion is also very restrictive.

Only those who have faith and pursue unique ideas will come to Africa, a barren land, to plant flowers, right?

Who in the right mind would do this?

We also need to consider effectiveness and later development...

In short, the possibility of doing loss-making business is very high.

Thinking of this, Yimo raised his head and glanced at the young man sitting upright.

The firm expression on his stern face did not loosen at all.

Yi Mo sighed slightly.

What else can be done now?

If you don't agree, do it!

Even if the boss decides to poke a hole in the sky, Yimo will have to follow suit.

Who makes him the boss's most loyal dog?

"Okay, boss, I'll make arrangements right now."

A particularly serious expression finally appeared on Yimo's usually careless face.

"Um."

Ying Junchu and Yi Mo discussed the relevant matters in detail. After everything was settled, Yi Mo held an emergency meeting of the company.

Ying Junchu was not present. The employees of this company were brought up by Yimo, so it was more appropriate for him to come forward.

Failure to grasp the scale will make things counterproductive.

Imer pitched the idea to everyone in the company.

Although all employees were shocked, their own qualities prevented them from questioning immediately, but consciously listened to the end.

Yimo's majestic voice echoed in the quiet conference room, and there was a hope in his voice that surprised even him.

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