Jiang Zhiyuan lowered his head, but couldn't help but secretly glance at those big guys, secretly guessing their identities in his heart.
These are obviously big shots, but why would they come to the farewell party of their ordinary program group?
Do you want to come over for a farewell dinner?
She glanced around quietly and found that the other four people also had serious expressions and sat upright, obviously shocked by the scene.
Zhao Tangtang's hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes, and she was so nervous that she could almost hear her own heartbeat.
(Ahhh, no one told her that so many big shots would be coming today. Is her makeup too heavy? Her clothes are inappropriate. She should have worn formal clothes earlier.)
The young assistant's eyes flickered, as if he was trying to recall whether he had done anything illegal before.
(Oh my god, oh my god, I haven’t done anything illegal since I was a child, right?
It seems like when I was little, I only blamed my dog for bed-wetting, and nothing else happened.)
Sister Xu was always calm, but her tightly pursed lips still revealed her inner nervousness.
(Did I break another record today? I met so many great people. I’m going to show off to my friends tonight!
But I was really nervous. These big guys are really powerful.)
Guess what I saw? It scared me to death. I actually saw my boss while I was slacking off at work.
[So, what are the identities of these people? Can't the above person reveal it? ]
[Sometimes people shouldn't be so curious. It's best to know when to stop.]
Look at them, each one sitting straighter than the other. I haven't seen them so well behaved in a long time. It really is true that a higher-ranking official can crush someone.
[I don’t know what they are thinking right now.]
"Ahem,"
Director Yu cleared his throat, interrupting the bosses' reminiscing at the right time and bringing the topic back to the main topic.
“The main reason for gathering everyone here today is to give you a perfect ending experience for the show.
It’s been almost a year since our show started, and we’ve been together for so long…”
With Director Yu’s speech, the meeting gradually got to the point.
The big guys just sat there smiling, sometimes exchanging glances.
Dozens of celebrities from the entertainment industry sat upright below, not daring to even breathe, as if they were listening to some important speech.
Jiang Zhiyuan listened to the familiar words and curled her lips in boredom. Why were they still saying the same words after such a long time?
Can't these directors in the entertainment industry change their rhetoric? They keep saying the same thing over and over again, and they're not tired of it, but the audience is tired of hearing it.
"This is our program team's farewell ceremony. We're honored to have invited several leaders to speak and publicize the official main policies..."
At first, no one knew what this group of bigwigs were doing here. It was not until they heard Director Yu’s speech that everyone realized that they were taking this opportunity to promote the law and carry forward the core socialist values.
In recent years, the international situation has become increasingly worse, and the methods everyone is using are also different from before. Now is not the time to fight a real fight, but we need to fight a war of public opinion.
This is a war without gunpowder, you don't even know where your enemy is.
But occasionally the information they leave behind is enough to cause some irrational people to make wrong judgments.
Many times, information is not what you see. An information cocoon will be created around you so that what you see is what it is.
This is a battle of hearts and minds. There is no smoke of gunpowder, not even death. It is bloody, cruel, and realistic.
Jiang Zhiyuan blocked out all the complicated thoughts in his mind and began to listen carefully to what the leader above was saying.
After listening for a while, she realized that although they were not from the same system, the leaders' speaking abilities were pretty much the same. They kept repeating the same few sentences over and over again.
After all these years, why haven't these people changed their strategy? Could it be that these drafts are all circulated among them?
Suddenly she remembered a speech she had heard from another leader a few years ago, which seemed to be a repetition of a speech given by their boss before.
Haha, maybe their speeches are really circulated internally, and there is a group where anyone can just let them know when they need a speech.
She was drowsy as she listened, her eyelids almost drooping, mainly because she had heard such words so many times that she no longer felt any excitement for him.
The others listened extremely attentively, like first-grade students, and many of them picked up the pens and papers on the table and quickly wrote something down.
But what exactly they remembered, probably only they themselves know, and it is very likely that they just wanted to cover up their inner boredom.
After this leader finished speaking, it was the next leader's turn. After three leaders finished speaking, it finally reached the fourth leader.
The people below looked wilted and felt like they were about to turn into dried radishes.
Every leader is very eloquent, at least starting from twenty years old. I wonder if everyone in the system is so eloquent.
Jiang Zhiyuan could no longer maintain his previous upright sitting posture. He supported his head with one hand and scribbled on his notebook.
They are truly talented people from within the system. Look at their rhetoric, the three of them are exactly the same.
The young assistant's eyelids were almost closing, and his head was heaving, and soon it was about to hit the table.
Zhao Tangtang put one hand on the notebook and drew on it with a pen in the other. She probably didn't even know what it was.
The words don't look like words, the pictures don't look like pictures, it's simply a scribble!
I guess every student who dozed off in class will have the same experience when they wake up and see the contents of their notes.
What the hell is this?
If his wife hadn't been watching him, Director Wang would have fallen asleep on the table.
Why does he have to suffer such torture when he has graduated for more than 20 years?
Now he really admires those who have passed the civil service exams and postgraduate entrance exams. Don’t they feel sleepy listening to the same speeches from their leaders every day?
Xu Hui was probably the most patient person among the five of them, and she would occasionally write some content about socialist values.
She was the one who sat the straightest among the people present, and her handwriting was also very neat.
Because she is already prepared, she will post a big message on her Moments when she gets home!
It’s just pretending to be cool, she can do that too!
After listening to so many leaders speaking on the spot, I don’t know if other agents have the same treatment, but she has enjoyed it anyway.
Some are happy and some are sad, and the fans in the live broadcast room are also mixed.
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