"I'll call the advertising department right away to film this song."
People from the advertising department came running over.
Wan Feng, guest director, said, "The whole idea for the commercial is this: It starts with the band's lead singer and two guitarists and bassists standing back-to-back in a triangle, and the lead singer begins to sing. The camera should be shot from a low angle to make the band appear tall and majestic. As the camera pulls out and rotates, the band slowly comes into view, and the drummer and keyboardist behind the lead singer appear in the frame. At the end of the song, the panoramic view is pulled out, revealing the band singing on a stage formed by a large DVD player. At this point, the BBK DVD player slogan plays. Do you understand?"
The people in the advertising department were dumbfounded: "Boss Wan! Where can we get such a large DVD player?"
"It's synthesized by computer, and the background is closed with changing weather conditions. No way? Go find Qin Guanghui."
Oops! The advertising department doesn’t know how to do computer synthesis. What’s going on?
The advertisement must be filmed quickly and then broadcast to let people across the country hear the term VCD. Even if they cannot afford it, at least they will understand what VCD is used for.
Unfortunately, the lead singer broke down again during the official recording process, and he was unable to sing out the feeling that Wan Feng wanted.
You sing rock music like a sissy, what's the matter?
Wan Feng demonstrated it several times until he got tired of it: "Forget it, just record the moves, and I'll sing the song and synthesize it in post-production."
Next, under Wan Feng's command, this scene was finally recorded.
After the video is recorded, the advertising department goes to record the audio.
Although the recording equipment in the advertising department does not reach the level of a recording studio, it is still quite good.
Wan Feng had just finished recording the song when Chen Wenxin poked her head in from outside the door: "I wasn't looking for you anywhere, and yet you came here to sing."
"You're back."
Wan Feng threw down the microphone and walked out.
As he walked downstairs, he asked, "Did you bring the person with you?"
"I'm downstairs. I have to go back to Shanghai tomorrow after I finish this. Aren't you going to the Shanghai Huaguang opening on March 1st?"
Huh? Damn! I forgot.
Seeing Wan Feng's confused look, Chen Wenxin looked down on him: "You didn't forget such a big thing, did you?"
"Of course I didn't forget. Aren't Tan Sheng and Lu Jinshui in charge in Shanghai? I won't go over there. I have a lot of things to do here."
Wan Feng really had no plans to go to Shanghai on March 1st. In Nanwan, a DVD player and a second-generation pickup truck would be launched on March 1st. It was impossible for him to take care of both, and he didn't have the ability to clone himself.
Logically speaking, he should have gone to Shanghai. It would be unreasonable for him, as the CEO, not to attend the opening of such a large enterprise.
But think about it, maybe not going is not a bad thing.
Shanghai is a big city after all, and the relationships there are too complicated. It might be a good thing for me to stay out of the spotlight.
Wan Feng met Zhu and Lu in the guard room.
"Okay, I'll leave the person to you. I have to go home and pack up." After handing the person over to Wan Feng, Chen Wenxin went back to Wahou.
Wan Feng took Zhu and Lu to his office.
"Did Lawyer Chen explain to you what your four years of probation mean?"
"I understand."
"Do you understand it yourself?"
Zhu and Lu nodded.
"It's actually very simple. During these four years, you can't commit any crime. Even if you steal a pack of cigarettes and get sent to the police station, you have to go back to jail."
Wan Feng has never been sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment, so he really doesn't know, but this is probably what he meant. Of course, it's not a bad thing to scare Zhu and Lu.
"I know."
"You've done what I asked you to do, so now it's time to fulfill my promise. I'll arrange for you to work in my company. I'll also give you a chance to choose. One is here and the other is the Black Lagoon Development Zone. I have companies in both places. Which one do you want to go to?"
"I want to be here."
Zhu Helu came to Wahou once a few years ago, but had never been to Nandawan. Today, when he saw that the bay mouth was more prosperous than Wahou, he wanted to stay here.
Wan Feng made a phone call, and a few minutes later Yi Meng arrived at the office. "His name is Zhu Helu. Assign him to a front-line workshop. Take him to the logistics department to handle the paperwork and have them arrange a dormitory for him."
Zhu and Lu were a little touched. They didn't expect that after the verdict was announced yesterday, he became a worker of Nanwan Group today.
"Thank you, Boss Wan."
"You're being treated the same as my workers. Work hard. Four years isn't a long time. Don't let me down. If you have any problems, talk to the PR department."
"Know."
Yimeng took Zhu and Lu downstairs.
This matter had just been arranged, and Wan Feng was about to think about what else he could do today. If there was nothing to do, he would tease his two wives.
It's quite interesting to tease Luan Feng's hot temper and Zhang Xuan's gentleness.
The fiery and watery nature is fully reflected in both of them, and even their performance in that matter is completely different.
Luan Feng is...
Just as I thought of this, the damn phone rang again.
The call came from the security office: "Boss Wan! Someone named Li Mingze wants to see you. He claims to be an old acquaintance of yours."
"Li Mingze? Where is he? In the guard room, let him in."
This bastard is still alive! I thought he was dead a long time ago.
Wan Feng walked out of the office and saw a man walking in from the gate of the old factory. His head, wearing a cotton hat tilted on its side, turned left and right like a rattle, looking around.
Although his appearance had changed somewhat, he still looked the same as before, wearing a blue ski jacket with his hands tucked into his sleeves and a tattered leather bag hanging on his shoulder.
"Wan...Wan what's that?" Li Mingze finally saw Wan Feng and a sly smile appeared on his face. Unfortunately, he was so excited that he forgot Wan Feng's name.
"Stand there and don't move." Wan Feng shouted.
Li Mingze was petrified: "What are you doing?"
Wan Feng circled around Li Mingze and said, "Let me see if you have a shadow."
Li Mingze was speechless: "I am a living person."
"Haha! I thought you were dead these past few years, but I didn't expect you to be alive again."
"What do you mean he's alive again? He wasn't dead in the first place."
"You've made progress. You speak Chinese very fluently now. People who don't know you can't tell you're from Chao County."
"I am Chinese now, and I have put a lot of effort into learning Chinese in recent years."
"Come in!"
Wan Feng let Li Mingze into the office, poured him a glass of water, and threw a box of cigarettes in front of him.
Li Mingze was not polite and took out a cigarette and lit it.
"First, tell me where you've been these past few years?"
"Boss Wan, can you please stop calling me dead? It sounds really unlucky."
"Tsk! If words were effective, then what would the world need an army for? Tell me, what have you been doing these past few years?"
"I didn't do anything, just lived my life."
Li Mingze recounted his experiences of the past few years without any hesitation.
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