Chapter 14 Scene Setting
Yang Ruoqian stepped back slightly, creating a safe distance between himself and Chang Zhiqing, and pointed to the sofa not far away: "Aren't you tired of standing? Sit down and listen."
Chang Zhiqing took two steps back, sat elegantly on the sofa, folded her long legs, hooked her high heels with her toes, and smiled wickedly: "Man, are you caring about me?"
"If you read any more random online novels during working hours, your salary will be deducted." Yang Ruoqian sneered. He was no longer surprised by Chang Zhiqing's cheerful, lively and joking personality.
Chang Zhiqing immediately admitted defeat: "Okay, okay, tell me what you think?"
Yang Ruoqian kept it a secret: "Help me prepare some equipment, and you will know tomorrow."
The male anchor dancing on the street late at night, which sounds like a lot of loopholes, might be able to fool Gao Naiyun and Huang Rushi, two idiots, but Chang Zhiqing is not so easily fooled.
So just don’t say it.
"Live broadcast equipment?" Chang Zhiqing rolled her eyes. "The batch of goods you bought earlier is still mostly unsold. The cameras and video cameras are all high-end gadgets, enough for you to use."
"No, I don't want high-end ones." Yang Ruoqian chuckled, "I need photography equipment that can make the picture blurry to the right degree."
It is necessary to make the audience wonder "which dynasty this anchor was unearthed from".
Chang Zhiqing frowned slightly: "What a strange request... Let me keep an eye out for you. When do you want it?"
Deliberate delays will violate system rules and will not be rewarded.
Yang Ruoqian felt regretful, but he could only say, "It's better not to exceed tomorrow."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Chang Zhiqing stood up from the sofa and rushed out of the office. "It's almost time to get off work! I still have to place an order for you!"
Yang Ruoqian smiled and shook his head, opened the map on his computer, and searched for a suitable live broadcast location throughout Jinhai City.
This process is very complicated. Yang Ruoqian needs to find a small path in the huge map that will not affect the dance performance. He also needs to use the panoramic function from time to time to look at the specific environment. He needs to repeat this process over and over again, comparing them with each other, before he can find the most suitable live broadcast venue.
An hour passed quickly and it was time to get off work.
Chang Zhiqing pushed open the door of the chairman's office again and shouted, "It's time to get off work. Let's go home together?"
Yang Ruoqian, who was studying the map carefully, raised his head and looked at Chang Zhiqing who was leaning against the door and Gao Naiyun who was secretly looking into the office behind her. After thinking for a while, he refused and said, "You two go back first. I'll stay overtime."
work overtime……
Chang Zhiqing had no doubt about this statement, because during the most difficult period of the company's operations, Yang Ruoqian worked overtime until midnight every day.
"I'll stay and help you?"
"No, it's just a small matter and will be done soon."
If he were to live his life over again, there was no way he would let Chang Zhiqing work overtime again.
Chang Zhiqing unscrewed the bottle of mineral water and took a sip: "Really? If you really don't need it, I'll really leave."
"You two girls, be careful on the road." Yang Ruoqian waved his hand and continued to work with his head down.
Since the boss is rude, there is no need for employees to be polite. Chang Zhiqing shrugged her shoulders, hung the key on the door handle, and called to Gao Naiyun: "Naiyun, let's go."
After saying that, Chang Zhiqing turned around gracefully.
Gao Naiyun chuckled quietly: "See you tomorrow, boss!"
Then he closed the door gently, turned around and followed Chang Zhiqing out of the office.
Gao Naiyun walked all the way to the elevator entrance, lowered her head slightly, stared at the pair of long legs in front of her, and whispered, "Sister Chang."
"What's wrong?" Chang Zhiqing asked with a smile while fiddling with her manicure.
She is still very caring and concerned about this silly roommate.
Gao Naiyun clasped her fingers together and spoke in a lower voice: "Sister Chang, what is your relationship with the boss?"
With a "click", the nail polish on Chang Zhiqing's index finger broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.
After a few seconds, Chang Zhiqing held up her skirt, squatted down, picked up the nail polish on the ground, threw it into the trash can under the elevator button, and said casually: "It's okay, what's wrong?"
"Well, then Sister Chang, do you know what the boss likes? Can you tell me?"
"Sure, I'll tell you when I get back."
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Beep, beep, beep…
The sound of the 50 Hongguang engine shutting down came from the parking lot. Huang Rushi opened the shabby car door and held the labor contract he had just received tightly in his hand, as if he was protecting a precious treasure.
On the way back to the dormitory, Huang Rushi still felt like he was dreaming.
He was hired right away? He got a salary of 8,000 yuan a month? It seemed that even the weather was affected by Huang Rushi's cheerful mood. A slight cool breeze blew through the hot summer, and even the rough and unpleasant voices of his roommates in the rental house became cute.
"Tsk tsk, Slay the Sheep, this young lady really found the traffic password."
"It's a pity that this successful experience cannot be replicated."
"What are you thinking? Even if we can copy it, it's not something that we, the roughnecks, can learn."
"To be honest, I feel a little sad... Why did I have to think so hard to get into this industry?"
Huang Rushi had heard all kinds of complaints.
When ordinary people talk about the entertainment industry, they either think of handsome men and beautiful women, or the decadence and debauchery, or all kinds of scandals and gossip... But no matter which one it is, they all have one common label - glamorous.
At least it's all show.
The stars are too dazzling, covering up the darkness of the entertainment industry, causing many people to be unable to see that, compared to wealth, the words "poverty" and "hardship" are more suitable for the vast majority of people in this industry.
Artists can’t even get enough food to eat, this is the norm in the entertainment industry.
Fortunately, fortunately, I have already escaped from this sea of suffering! Huang Rushi pushed open the dormitory door, stepped over the various messy basins, clothes, tissues and other standard items in the boys' dormitory, and sat down on the bed.
When his roommate saw him coming back, he put down his phone and casually greeted him: "You're back? Did you have another interview today? How was the result?"
In fact, it was just a casual question. Everyone knew that with Huang Rushi's conditions, basically no one would want him no matter whether he took the traditional route or the anchor route.
I worked from morning till night for several months, but the most common comment I received was "remember to seize the opportunity to join the factory." Huang Rushi was just as stubborn as a donkey. If it were someone else, they would have given up long ago.
This caused everyone to be concerned about his mental state, fearing that one day he would go completely insane and fall headfirst into it, unable to get out.
Holding the high-paying contract in his hand, Huang Rushi spoke with a lot more confidence: "Fortunately, there is some progress."
My roommate subconsciously joked, "Sure enough, he sent it again... Wait, what? There's progress?!"
"Yes." Huang Rushi picked up the contract in his hand and waved it at his classmates twice, his tone full of pride, "The contract has been signed, and you will officially start work tomorrow."
"What the hell?! Which company is so blind?! They even hired you?" The roommate jumped down from the upper bunk, snatched the employment contract from Huang Rushi's hand, and flipped it over. "8,000 after tax, and it's a no-liability guarantee? And they only take 10%?!"
Where did this philanthropist come from? Helping the poor, right?
Aren’t you afraid of losing everything you have left?
"I've never heard of Kuiguang Entertainment. Is it a scam company? Have you checked it with Sky Eye?"
Huang Rushi took back the contract and folded it carefully and put it away. "Their company is located in Shengjing Haoyuan. The girl who slaughtered sheep you just watched is also a host under them. How could it be a scam company? There is no need to check."
"Yunnai is under their company? That should be quite reliable..." The roommate finally believed it a little, but he was more shaken in his heart, "But, but what do they like about you?"
"This company is very good at management. Yunnai is different in that it went from obscurity to overnight fame?" Huang Rushi, who was recognized by a big company, was quite happy at the moment. "Perhaps they discovered that I have a unique temperament that can make me famous?"
"What kind of temperament can you have..." the roommate couldn't help but complain.
Huang Rushi was about to refute this when a message of particular concern suddenly came from his cell phone.
Among all the contacts, Huang Rushi only set his boss as a person of special concern! Does the boss want to talk to him about something? (End of this chapter)
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