Have you PPP Direct?

Noticed the recently launch PPP Direct in the blogging world? Do you know what is it all about? This is new to me as I have been idle for a while in the PPP world.

PPP Direct makes dream come true for advertisers to approach Posties directly to get them to write special blog posts. All you have to do is to specify a minimum amount you want to be paid for Direct opportunities and place a widget on your blog. If advertisers are interested, they will click on your batch and make you an offer. Transactions are secure as well; PPP guaranteed all sellers and buyers will be happy.

Another good reason why this is worth exploring is it gives you more benefit in terms of $. While PPP direct charged 30% markup of self-service model, other competitors like ReviewMe is charging a ridiculous 100% markup. Whao, that’s a lot, itsn’t it better to keep the money yourself than paying such high middlemen fees? PPP direct cut out middlemen fees and only charges a 10% service fee, nearly 5% of that is PayPal and Credit Card Fees. Do the math yourself and find out which one is giving you real rewards. So get paid to blog today.

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