Lei Xuan gave a thumbs up.
Let’s not talk about anything else, just look at Yan Xianjue’s standard capitalist thinking.
He felt that Yan Xianjue would definitely succeed.
Others brought money into the group, but he brought money for advertising.
Take advantage of the program team and promote your own company.
But what made Lei Xuan a little confused was.
Does a family business of Yan's size still need to do its own publicity?
Lei Xuan pulled out a feather pen from his colorful hair, seemingly from somewhere.
Yan Xianjue was greatly shocked by his various ways of revitalizing things.
And he now believes that Lei Xuan is Mr. Lei's biological son.
If this wasn't his biological son, he would have been thrown into Java long ago.
But soon, Yan Xianjue slapped his forehead.
Clear your mind of thoughts.
He couldn't do that because the fact that Boss Ji was not Mr. Ji's biological son was too shocking.
None of them look like a biological child.
Lei Xuan didn't know what he was thinking.
He rummaged through the handbag he had brought with him when he arrived, and pulled out a palm-sized notebook.
Yan Xianjue: “…”
Don’t you have a bag?
Why does the pen need to be plugged in?
Yan Xianjue took two deep breaths.
I comfort myself in my heart that it is normal for creative people to have some eccentric hobbies.
And make a decision that next time when making an appointment with Lei Xuan, let Ji Xi come by himself.
He doesn't want to suffer this.
If he had known this, he would rather stay home and do his homework!
*
Lei Xuan uncapped the pen and opened a new page in the notebook.
The moment he put pen to paper, Yan Xianjue almost suffocated.
This person's aesthetic is really consistent.
Lei Xuan's pen is exactly the same as the pen that cost fifty cents at the stationery store in front of the school when he was in elementary school.
It can produce several different colors with just one stroke.
It looks especially good when written in a black notebook and is deeply loved by many girls in primary and secondary schools.
Does Lei Xuan like colorful things so much?
While Lei Xuan was taking notes, Yan Xianjue tapped his fingers rapidly on his phone.
"Brother, does Mr. Lei have color blindness or color weakness?"
Yan Yian responded very quickly.
It seemed like he was already prepared to answer this question.
It was almost less than a second after Yan Xianjue sent the message.
I received Yan Yian's decisive reply:
"No."
Yan Xianjue was about to reply and ask his elder brother if he knew about Lei Xuan's situation.
I saw Lei Xuan raised his head and asked him, "Who are you intending to promote to?"
Lei Xuan felt that he needed a more precise positioning.
If it was for publicity to the audience, he really couldn't think of any need for it.
Yan's business covers all walks of life and has long passed the era when it needed to actively promote itself.
The tap water alone is enough for Yan.
In addition, the eldest brother of the Yan family often appears in financial reports and has accumulated a large number of fans.
It is even more unnecessary within the circle.
Yan Xianjue thought for a moment and said, "It's similar to the recruitment promotions that companies use during the autumn and spring recruitment seasons during university graduation season."
"Then the crowd consists of other top students participating in this variety show."
Lei Xuan paused, closed the notebook, and put down his beloved feather pen.
He sincerely said to Yan Xianjue and Ji Xi, "Monthly salary of 3,000, no holidays all year round, on call 24 hours a day."
"It's unlikely that a high school student would agree to this kind of complaint. Why not try a university?"
Yan Xianjue said confidently, "Won't they be in college next semester?"
"I didn't ask them to join Yan's right away. The Yan's requirements are very high, right?"
"I just give them some publicity in advance."
Lei Xuan suddenly realized: "I understand, brainwash first."
Then he frowned.
This is really not easy to do.
"A variety show with a single person live-streaming is only good if the person doing the live-streaming is someone who is very camera-savvy."
"That's the kind of person who is said to be born to be in the entertainment industry, and is chased by God to feed him."
"It's hard to find anything interesting to watch, and the positioning of this variety show limits the subject matter very much."
Lei Xuan thought for a moment and said, "Or I would suggest you add a few more people to appear on camera."
"And then follow that light melodrama format."
"Don't limit the location to just the school. He's your assistant, right? Set up the company so that it's mostly about school and a little bit about work."
“At the same time, we can showcase the company.”
Although he was suggesting Yan Xianjue, his eyes were fixed on Ji Xi.
"Or, has he ever watched those funny one-person live broadcasts?"
Yan Xianjue was horrified and refused flatly: "No, no, no, no!"
"He's a good student, you can't turn him into a funny guy."
Ji Xi will be his executive president in the future and the face of the company.
I will be doing financial interviews in the future!
If this leaves a black record as the comedian, their company will not be able to maintain its status even if it is located in the White House.
Maybe it will even implicate the Yan family.
The center of the topic, who was almost transformed into a funny man, Ji Xi said to Yan Xianjue with a deadpan face: "I don't think he's good enough. Let's find someone else."
"If that doesn't work, we can use the director's plan."
The director's plan was to let him show off and flaunt his skills.
I don’t have to listen to the lectures in class and I always get first place in the exams.
Even though he found it awkward.
But if he had to choose the lesser of two evils, he would rather go up and embarrass himself all day than be with the funny guy.
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