company.
Three days, or four days later, when Song Luoyi returned to work, he found the atmosphere in the office strange and it felt like his colleagues had become different people.
There are only about twenty people in their small company, and everyone knows each other well, so Song Luo also knows what kind of people his other colleagues are.
However... after Song Luo arrived, he found that his colleagues seemed to be extremely hardworking, almost burying their heads in computers, frantically squeezing out their surplus value. This made Song Luo full of question marks and felt incredible.
"Old Sui, what's going on?"
Song Luo went to his work station, turned on his work computer, which was said to be able to beat '83% of the country's computers, and asked his colleagues curiously, "A Fengzi is not in the company again, why are you not slacking off?"
A Fengzai is their private nickname for their boss.
Normally, no one would be at home, let alone being away. Even if the boss is at the company, he would try every possible way to slack off. Why is the sun rising from the west today?
Old Sui is very young, about the same age as Song Luo, but he is already showing signs of balding.
After hearing Song Luo's question, Old Sui's eyes seemed to glow with gold, and he whispered to Song Luo, "A big client wants us to help with network operations, and the price is very high! Everyone is crazy about it!"
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Song Luo showed a disdainful expression: "How high can the price be? The bonus is 50 a day?"
"300 a day, and there will be a separate reward after the job is done!"
Hearing what Old Sui said, Song Luo was stunned and couldn't help but say: "Fuck, so many?!"
There is an extra income of 300 yuan every day, and there is even extra compensation after completing the task.
What kind of magical party A is this? It’s so grand?
Song Luo said without hesitation: "What kind of work is it? I'll come too."
Old Sui glanced at Song Luo and said, "I posted it in the company group yesterday. Didn't you see it?"
I really haven't seen this. I've been busy saving the world every day during the holidays these days, so I don't have time to care about group chats.
Thinking of this, Song Luo chuckled, opened WeChat on his phone, and looked through the new requirements.
It turned out to be a big business that came in yesterday, an order for a female star who was going to be promoted.
Her name is Xu Qian. She is an amateur and is currently participating in a popular idol training program. She is currently entrusting Song Luo's company to operate a large number of short video accounts and accounts on major video websites, editing the wonderful performance of this actress and putting it on short videos to attract fans.
Of course, they are engaged in regular video editing and publicity work, without any water army elements.
However, what surprised Song Luo was that the focus of this actress's promotion was actually her superpowers!
"Superpowers?"
Seeing this, Song Luo couldn't help but shout out.
Seeing Song Luo's surprised expression, Old Sui also chuckled and said to Song Luo: "I knew you would be surprised when you see this. What kind of society is this? And marketing superpowers? Who would believe this..."
Song Luo also laughed a few times, but he felt a little uneasy inside.
What does it mean? With super powers as the focus of publicity, is this idol named Xu Qian an awakened one?
Why is this the focus of propaganda? Doesn’t the country have any reaction? Are they trying to use this to subtly influence people and prepare to make it public?
These few words made Song Luo's heart feel like a surging sea, with waves crashing against the shore.
Song Luo was typing away on the keyboard thoughtfully, starting today's copywriting planning, but he looked absent-minded the entire time until he heard a noisy sound at the door.
The company where Song Luo works is nominally called a "company", but it is actually not very large. It is equivalent to a larger studio and works on the same floor of an office building with several other companies of the same size.
Once something happens, everyone will basically know about it, and the noisy sound naturally made Song Luo very curious. He immediately stretched his neck to look outside, intending to see what was going on.
Policeman Xiao Wu from the police station downstairs took the lead, looking very majestic, and following him was a young man with a crew cut, wearing a black Mao suit and carrying a briefcase. The young man looked honest and there was no sign of any bad intentions.
However, his eyes were sharp, and he spotted Song Luo in the crowd at once. He walked directly in front of Song Luo, and in full view of everyone, he extended his hand, shook Song Luo's hand, and said, "Hello, are you Mr. Song Luo? I am... ahem, you should have seen the text message yesterday. We are here to interview you."
After hearing this, Song Luo's colleagues looked at him in surprise.
What's going on, young man? If you want to change jobs, just change jobs. Why are you coming to our company for an interview?
Song Luo also felt a little embarrassed and glanced at the team that came to interview him.
In addition to the police officer Xiao Wu who led the way and the arrogant man in the Zhongshan suit, there were four other people, but they were relatively ordinary compared to these two.
Two men and two women, all wearing white shirts, held briefcases with the word "confidential" sealed on them.
Seeing people craning their necks curiously in every office, Police Officer Xiao Wu coughed twice and said to the workers in the office building, "Everyone, please disperse. These are the leaders of state-owned enterprises. Song Luo is valued for his special skills, and they are preparing to interview him for a new department. There's nothing to see."
When Song Luo heard this, he nodded.
Well, awakening superpowers should be considered a specialty.
Under the encouragement of police officer Xiao Wu, the onlookers left, and Song Luo was taken to the police station for an interview.
Song Luo said, "I'm Song Luo. What's the leader's name?"
"My last name is Li, you can call me Team Leader Li."
Sitting in the police station's conference room, Team Leader Li, dressed in a Mao suit, appeared somewhat serious. "Alright, enough nonsense. We've reviewed your information, and you have no problem meeting the hard requirements. We won't be going through the tedious procedures anymore."
Team Leader Li paused, seemingly contemplating his lines. He then continued, "You will now undergo a test. Later, you will be required to sign a confidentiality agreement. Without permission, nothing that occurs here may be disclosed to the outside world. If you violate the confidentiality agreement, you will be punished accordingly."
After saying that, a short-haired, capable auntie in a white shirt took out two pieces of paper. Song Luo took a look and saw that it was indeed a confidentiality agreement, so he signed it very happily.
Seeing Song Luo sign, Team Leader Li nodded, took out a crystal-like stone, and smiled at Song Luo, saying, "Now put your hand on it, and then relax your mind. Empty your mind as much as possible and don't think about anything."
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