In the president's office.
Sheng Shiyun sat behind a solid wood desk, his slender hands folded, his eyes dark under the glasses, examining the woman sitting opposite him as he spoke.
"I know that since you studied acting and graduated from a professional school, you must hope to have a place in the circle."
No, I don't want to.
"Your own conditions are still good, and you have the potential to be popular..."
I'm sorry, you misjudged this, you won't be popular.
You Qiuqiu knew the plot in advance. She didn't have everything the new boss said. She was just a passerby with no ideals and no stories.
Ten minutes ago, You Qiuqiu was dragged back to the room from the corridor by an elite man with gold-rimmed glasses who claimed to be her boss, and he asked her to go to the office alone for a talk.
During this period of time, You Qiuqiu fully demonstrated the attitude that one should have towards superiors from school to entering the society.
Yes, yes, yes, yes.
The answer was extremely quick and perfunctory.
If Sheng Shiyun could not see this, then he was such a failure.
In fact, You Qiuqiu did not want to be so perfunctory, but who asked her to ask the new boss clearly that there is no basic salary here.
If there is a basic salary, it is President Sheng, and if there is no basic salary, it is Little Sheng! This is reality, this is society, and society does not need tears!
When President Sheng became "Little Sheng", You Qiuqiu was much more relaxed. She did not want to listen to those long speeches, and could not bear it anymore, so she tentatively asked, "Boss, excuse me, have you ever run a WeChat business before?"
Otherwise, why are you always drawing big pie?
Sheng Shiyun glanced at her coldly and didn't bother with the roundabout ways.
He almost knew why the other party had such good innate conditions, but had not made any name in the circle after signing the contract for so many years.
In addition to the fact that the former boss was a waste, the most important thing was that
this artist had no ambition at all.
"Want to make money?"
With one sentence, the precarious relationship between the boss and the artist was eased again.
Sheng Shiyun could see with his naked eyes that You Qiuqiu, who was originally sitting on the chair, although it cannot be said that she was not sitting properly, but generally she was more concerned about her own comfort, straightened her back and was refreshed.
You Qiuqiu's eyes were shining.
Does Mr. Sheng have any good ideas?
Sheng Shiyun pushed the glasses on his nose with one hand and handed two work plans that had been prepared long ago to You Qiuqiu.
You Qiuqiu picked it up and looked down. One was a variety show and the other was a script. She was deflated again. It's not like
she had never been exposed to these resources before, but she had to record successfully or be selected for a role in order to get the money. She
was cheated again.
A man's voice rang from above her head.
"That variety show will give you 5,000 yuan if you go, and it can be recorded in half a day."
"Are you going?"
You Qiuqiu raised her head suddenly, "I'll go!"
After saying that, You Qiuqiu felt something was wrong. She met the unfriendly look of the new boss and explained, "I don't mean to scold you."
She just said that as long as she participated in the variety show, she could get 5,000 yuan, and she would do it.
...
What made You Qiuqiu feel a little relieved was that the new boss was not really stingy and did not pursue the matter.
"Do you have a Weibo account?"
Since Sheng Shiyun took over the company, he planned to make some achievements. Although there are all kinds of people in this company, except for those who are not ambitious, there are also those who play tricks... Before letting You Qiuqiu go, he still asked subconsciously.
Sheng Shiyun was not too surprised when he got a positive answer. It is a basic operation for artists to have Weibo accounts.
"Why can't I search for you?"
However, when he took out his mobile phone, Sheng Shiyun did not search for You Qiuqiu. He wondered if he changed his name?
When Sheng Shiyun first saw You Qiuqiu's name, he also thought that the name was a bit sloppy.
You Qiuqiu, "Do you want to follow me?"
When You Qiuqiu finished this sentence and showed an uneasy expression, Sheng Shiyun knew that this matter was not that simple.
As expected, after Sheng Shiyun asked You Qiuqiu about her username again, he got a Weibo ID named [Qiuqiu, did you become rich overnight today]
"...Change it."
You Qiuqiu was actually very satisfied with this ID, which contained her most simple wish. Others who wanted to use this ID had to add a number or something at the end.
However, people had to bow their heads under the eaves. At least she had to get the 5,000 yuan that was about to be obtained before leaving, so You Qiuqiu was forced to change her name to the upright You Qiuqiu.
After she changed her name, You Qiuqiu heard constant reminders of fans increasing. It was obvious that her new boss had bought her fans.
"Mr. Sheng, you bought me fans."
The man didn't even raise his head, and made an unclear "hmm" in his throat, and pointed to the direction of the door towards You Qiuqiu.
You Qiuqiu interpreted this to mean that it was none of your business and you could get out.
So You Qiuqiu swallowed back the words that she didn't need to buy fans and that the money from buying fans could be kept for her, and she could register on Weibo and follow herself.
After You Qiuqiu walked out of the office, Sheng Shiyun glanced at the number of fans on her Weibo interface, which was constantly increasing. It was only when it exceeded ten thousand that he felt it was okay.
A female artist has less than a hundred fans on Weibo.
Is that reasonable?
...
It was noon, and the weather was very good today. The sun had not yet reached its hottest point, and it felt warm on people, making them feel lazy.
Some of the staff members of the "Dare to Charge Forward" program team were still debugging the equipment, while others had already started eating their lunch boxes. After a short break, they would start recording and filming in the afternoon.
The whole place was filled with the aroma of food.
"Teacher Liu, is the food always this good?"
The woman squinted her eyes in satisfaction, her long eyelashes trembling, and expressed her feelings to the cameraman beside her as she put a piece of curry beef between her chopsticks and brought it to her red lips.
The photographer's surname is Liu, he is 56 this year, he has a good temper and is cheerful all day long.
He has a good impression of the girl next to him. She can be his daughter-in-law in terms of age. In addition, the girl is well-behaved and likable, and she is also very beautiful. Naturally, he is willing to chat with her for a while.
"Yes, you are always so nice... You don't have to call me Teacher Liu. I am just a photographer. How can I be called a teacher? Just call me Uncle Liu."
"Uncle Liu, do the program staff have five insurances and one housing fund?" She changed the name according to what the photographer Liu said.
It is now known that the "Go Forward" program team provides three meals, so does it still have five insurances and one housing fund?
Photographer Liu said, "Of course there must be."
"Xiao You, you just graduated, right? Work hard. Our program team is very humane. The benefits are not as good as those of the ace programs of the powerful stations, but it is very good for local stations."
Photographer Liu thought You Qiuqiu was an intern in the program team.
The person sitting on the small stool, eating lunch with a group of staff and discussing the five insurances and one fund treatment was You Qiuqiu. She came to participate in the program today and came a little early, just in time for lunch. The staff who didn't know the situation treated her as an intern and gave her an employee lunch box.
You Qiuqiu picked at the lunch box and sat among the staff without any sense of disobedience. When she heard about the five insurances and one fund, she envied it.
This envy continued, and after listening to the discussion of the two female employees in front, it became even stronger.
...
"Our director is really something. He said that in order to improve the quality of the program, he actually set up a contract for the entertainment company to sign artists to participate in the program for 5,000 yuan. Where do you think serious artists would participate in this program for 5,000 yuan?"
"Go Forward" is a local TV station competition program. It takes a people-friendly route and is a national health activity. Amateurs can sign up to participate. For such a long time, because it is down-to-earth and has many laughs, the ratings are not bad.
It is precisely because of the good ratings that the director also became ambitious and thought it would be great if he could find a few good-looking artists to participate.
We don’t expect them to be famous, but they just look good. It’s pleasing to the eyes to put them there.
However, the staff felt that the director was a little fanciful. The level of their program was still too low. They were all contracted artists, so they must have resources and were working hard to improve their status. Would they come to participate in such a program? Of course,
most people now have a dream of becoming a star. Those who have no connections and no backing do come to the program with ambition to show their presence, but at most they are internet celebrities. Without beauty filters, they are not that beautiful.
In short, the two female employees concluded that no artist would come to participate in their program for 5,000 yuan.
For 5,000 yuan, they came to the show. Artist You Qiuqiu was sitting behind them. "..."
She finally came to her senses. It turned out that the money was not given by the boss, but by the program team. She initially thought that this was a reward measure from the new boss. Those
who can become bosses are indeed all idiots.
You Qiuqiu is really starting to consider the feasibility of switching to "Go Forward".
"All departments, get ready. We're scheduled to start filming at 1:30 pm."
A staff member shouted at the top of his voice. He walked to You Qiuqiu and his party, looked around, and muttered to himself.
"No, there's another guest who hasn't arrived yet. I don't know where she went, and no one called her?"
You Qiuqiu closed her lunch box and threw it into the trash can at her feet. After making sure there was nothing stuck on the corners of her mouth, she stood up and said, "She's here."
She thought that the guest seemed to be her. Now was not the time to consider whether to switch to the program group as a staff member. She would get this photo shoot over first and be a guest first.
Staff: ???
He looked at You Qiuqiu standing out from the crowd with suspicion, but her appearance was indeed eye-catching. If you didn't pay attention to the entertainment industry, you would definitely believe that she was a first-line actress.
It was her, why could she sit among the staff so naturally?
"Hurry up, you still need to change clothes."
His voice was not loud. One reason was that he had found the person. Since everyone was there, there would be plenty of time. The other reason was that he also looked at the face.
You Qiuqiu responded, said goodbye to the cameraman, and then followed the staff for two steps, then turned around and looked at the female staff who had been sitting in front.
The female staff was also confused when she learned that there was a "traitor" among them and that there were guests among them, but they were unaware.
And now the female guest looked at her.
The female staff held her breath and was quite nervous.
Then she heard the beautiful young woman lick her lower lip and asked softly, "Are you going to come to you to collect 5,000 yuan later?"
Female staff: "Ah?"
You Qiuqiu was also quite embarrassed, but she still had to ask in advance.
...
You Qiuqiu changed into the clothes arranged by the program team.
A pink sportswear, about 80% new, probably recycled, but fortunately clean, with the scent of laundry detergent.
The program team didn't have a makeup artist, so those who wanted to put on makeup had to do it themselves. You Qiuqiu didn't care. After putting on her clothes and before she started recording, she suddenly felt itchy and took out her phone. She
already has 100,000 fans on Weibo... fake fans.
You Qiuqiu hasn't posted on Weibo since she changed her stage name. She thinks she's on a show today anyway. Although it's probably a one-off, the clothes are pretty good, and she can also come out to do some business.
So she took a selfie and posted it.
When You Qiuqiu uploaded the photo, her heartbeat suddenly quickened. She wondered if there would be one or two real people among the 100,000 fake fans.
Ten minutes passed -
not a single comment, not a single like.
When Youqiuqiu had given up on treatment, two comments appeared in succession.
Youqiuqiu clicked on them.
They were all about selling resources.
Youqiuqiu: Hehe.
Did she mess with someone else's business?
After clicking on each comment, Youqiuqiu felt that the powdered rice set meal bought by the new boss must be the cheapest one.
"Youqiuqiu, you'll be on stage soon."
A staff member came over and called her, You Qiuqiu put down her phone and said, "I'll be right there."
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