Switched Life:I Went Viral on a Family Variety Show-Chapter 67: Successfully Opening up Sales Channels

Sang Ning took the phone President Wang handed her with extreme shock. Is this how crazy the world of the wealthy is? Giving away a phone worth over ten thousand feels as casual as handing out cabbages.

Her credit card still had debts totaling over a hundred thousand RMB, and she hadn’t yet paid Li Juezhou’s medical expenses. Thinking about this, Sang Ning’s heart silently shed two streams of tears. How different would the world be if she were one of those rich people?

"Miss Sang, I think you have a good image. Would you consider endorsing our brand? This phone will serve as your earnest money."

President Wang said it offhandedly, without expecting Sang Ning to agree. After all, with her level of looks and celebrity status, she probably wouldn’t lower herself to endorse a small canned goods brand.

Who could have guessed? Sang Ning immediately agreed: "No problem! I’ll check in with my manager when I get back."

President Wang froze for a second, then hesitantly added, "But... endorsement fees for celebrities like you are usually very high, often in the tens of millions. We’re just a small factory; we can’t afford such exorbitant fees."

"President Wang, don’t worry. I’m very affordable," Sang Ning said earnestly, her expression sincere, as if she weren’t joking.

Who could understand—she hadn’t landed any endorsements for ages.

The previous owner of this reputation had been notorious in the industry, branded as a blacklist artist by luxury brands. Big endorsements were out of reach, and she had been picky about smaller deals. Gradually, no one invited her for endorsements anymore.

Her company signed her up for this rural reality show to repair her public image. They didn’t even request appearance fees. To say the least, she was on this show purely out of love for the cause.

Her credit card debt had to be repaid quickly; otherwise, her credit score would take a hit. Anything she could earn would help.

"Would this amount work?" President Wang hesitated for quite a while before finally holding up two fingers.

"Two thousand? That’s great!" Sang Ning’s eyes lit up instantly, her voice filled with genuine excitement.

This was practically riches—enough to repay Juezhou and cover the next installment of debt.

President Wang’s mouth twitched slightly, and he formed a zero with his other hand: "I meant twenty thousand."

Sang Ning’s eyes widened again. She pursed her lips firmly and nodded with extraordinary determination: "No problem, deal!"

[Does Sang Ning have some misunderstanding about the word "cheap"? A mere twenty thousand in endorsement fees—hiring a celebrity dog wouldn’t cost this little.]

[But President Wang is also way too stingy. A man who treats a phone worth over ten thousand RMB like scrap is only willing to pay twenty thousand for an endorsement?]

[The stingy meets the broke—they’re a perfect match. Sang Ning hasn’t had any gigs for a long time before this rural show. No gigs mean no money. Looks like she really is broke to the point of desperation.]

The secretary had already arranged several large trucks, ready to go along with Sang Ning to Yuan Village.

With her next installment of debt resolved, Sang Ning’s mood noticeably lightened. Driving back, she even started humming a tune.

The cameraperson saw Sang Ning in high spirits and couldn’t help but ask, "Mr. Sang, how did you know coming here would sell the yellow peaches?"

Still in a good mood, Sang Ning explained patiently.

"Just taking a chance. I heard from the orchard manager that Xichuan Town has many canned yellow peach factories. These factories have long sourced yellow peaches from Lou Village, Mu Village, and Shi Village. Thanks to supplying factories, the villagers there have seen their incomes double.

Yuan Village saw these villages making money and decided to start planting yellow peaches as well. But those factories, once their business relationships are established, don’t change suppliers easily. Yuan Village’s yellow peaches have struggled to enter the factory market, so they’ve been relying on online sales and retail."

[Then I don’t get it. If Yuan Village’s yellow peaches are in such an awkward spot, how did Sang Ning sell them? Did she really strike some kind of scandalous deal with President Wang?]

[If there were a scandalous deal, do you think Sang Ning would flaunt it openly? Are all of your brains filled with garbage?]

The cameraman, sharing the same curiosity as netizens, pressed further: "Mr. Sang, don’t tease me. Yuan Village’s yellow peaches haven’t broken into the market for so long—how did you manage it? Did you..."

His face suddenly turned a shade of horror.

"Did you sell your charm?"

The cameraman clutched his chest with exaggerated grief: "Mr. Sang, you don’t have to sacrifice yourself like this! Our program team is a proper show. I know you’re determined to win, but this isn’t the way to degrade yourself!"

Sang Ning tilted her head and gave the cameraman an exasperated look, resembling someone glaring at an idiot. Unable to hold back, she raised her fist and playfully knocked him on the head: "What nonsense are you thinking!"

Sang Ning clenched her fist and gritted her teeth as she explained.

"Before recording, I looked into the situation around Yuan Village. This year there’s been a drought, and water levels downstream of Linh River are low. As Lou Village, Mu Village, and Shi Village happen to be downstream, their fruit yields will certainly decrease this year.

I figured those three villages would prioritize supplying large factories. Mid- and small-sized factories would inevitably face a raw material shortage. On top of that, I accidentally saw an interview with President Wang. His canned peach factory is newly established, and to secure a foothold in the market, he set a strict rule: yellow peaches must be processed within three hours of being picked in order to ensure quality.

Seeing that Yuan Village is upstream of Linh River, its yellow peaches still boast good yield and quality this year. So I followed the factory’s address online to give it a try. It’s all about solving problems others haven’t noticed and seizing their urgent needs."

The cameraperson was instantly filled with admiration, though he was still somewhat puzzled: "But all you did was casually look up some information online, and you managed to remember the route so clearly?"

Keeping her eyes fixed ahead, Sang Ning replied lightly, "Was it hard? There are so many road signs along the way, and I already looked at a map once. If I follow the map, how would I get lost?"

!?

"Just once? And you got it memorized! Mr. Sang, you’re not human. You’re my god!" the cameraman shouted excitedly, overcome by the revelation of their stark intellectual disparity.

[Wow, another day of being awestruck by Sang Ning’s intelligence!]

[There she goes again, being the queen of brilliance—how can we not love her?]

[To all the people spreading fake rumors about Sang Ning, take a look. While her head is filled with facts, yours is packed with garbage—don’t you feel ashamed? Don’t your faces heat up in embarrassment?]

When Sang Ning returned to the orchard, the other guests were still huffing and puffing, busy picking peaches.

Director Sun, upon spotting Sang Ning, walked over with a faux-concerned but clearly playful tone: "Mr. Sang, how was it? Did this trip turn out smoothly? How many peaches did you sell?"

"Not bad. They only gave me three thousand for a deposit, but I guess it’s more than enough to pay back the program team’s debt, right?" Sang Ning said as she pulled open the black plastic bag, the pink RMB shining dazzlingly under the sunlight.

!?

Director Sun was so stunned that he couldn’t utter a word. As he tried to process it, he raised his head, only to spot several large trucks rolling in one after another behind Sang Ning’s pickup truck.