Xiao Hei Studio.
Although it's called a studio, there are actually only three people.
As usual, Xiao Hei, the studio manager, convened an emergency meeting.
"Hey, Fatty, Ah Hao, we're in a meeting right now. Why are you bringing in instant noodles?"
The meeting room was cramped, stuffy, and dimly lit.
At first, it had a strange, rancid smell, but the moment the instant noodles were brought in, a unique fragrance filled the air.
Hearing Xiao Hei's words, Xiao Pang took a bite of noodles and said, "Brother Xiao Hei, don't waste time, just say what you have to say."
"Slurp... That's right, don't waste our time eating instant noodles," Ah Hao chimed in.
"You guys... eat slower, leave some for me!" Little Black yelled angrily when he saw his two companions eating so quickly.
Before long, under the resentful gazes of Little Fatty and Ah Hao, Little Black saw that both bowls of soup had been finished.
"What are you looking at? You eat my food, live in my house, what's wrong with me drinking some of your soup?" Xiao Hei said, dissatisfied.
"Brother Hei, these are the last two buckets of instant noodles for the studio," Little Fatty said helplessly, shrugging.
When this was mentioned, all three of them fell silent.
Xiao Hei put down the plastic bucket and laughed, "Hey, don't worry, we'll definitely get orders."
"I'm almost out of money."
Ah Hao added.
"We'll definitely get a big order in at most half a month," Xiao Hei assured, patting his chest.
"The rent and utilities are due soon."
Little Fatty muttered to himself.
"It won't take half a month. I'll start working overtime this week and make sure I get an order this week."
Xiao Hei said through gritted teeth.
Upon hearing this, the two said in unison, "But we're so poor we can't even afford to eat."
"this……"
Xiao Hei opened its mouth, but was speechless.
"I should receive the order by tomorrow, at the latest by tomorrow!"
Finally, Xiao Hei said weakly.
"Brother Xiao Hei, why did we have to create a part-time job group? These part-time job groups are too expensive these days; even capitalists would cry at these prices."
"But what can we do if we don't do part-time jobs? Besides, we've invited so many people to our group, thousands of people are waiting for us to make a living!"
"What thousands of people? We paid to bring them in, and now we can't even get any orders. It's a complete waste of our money."
"Even if it doesn't work out, I have to keep going. I would never go back to the factory again."
Xiao Hei was adamant: he would rather starve than work in a factory.
"Me too," Little Fatty nodded.
"Do you think I want to go in? That place is no place for humans, but I don't have any money. I can't exactly ask my family for help, can I? I don't want to be a freeloader!"
Ah-hao's family wasn't well-off, and he almost never asked his family for money after graduation.
"Do you think we want this?"
Not only Ah Hao, but Xiao Hei and Xiao Pang were also extremely resistant.
"What should we do then?"
Little Fatty asked.
This question voiced their true feelings.
They spent nearly half a year's salary as three people to set up this studio, hoping to turn their lives around with it.
Who would have thought that without resources or channels, even dogs wouldn't pay attention?
Beep beep beep.
Just as the three of them were looking worried, the computer suddenly beeped.
Upon hearing the notification tone, the three of them were stunned for a moment, and then immediately ran over.
"Excuse me, do you take jobs?"
Someone sent a message asking about it.
Xiao Hei quickly replied, "What job?"
The three of them held their breath, their eyes glued to the screen.
After a long pause, the person replied: "Help me blacklist someone."
"Little Black, does he mean we should become trolls?" Little Fatty asked.
"That should be true." Ah Hao nodded.
“But we’re a part-time job group!” Little Fatty said.
"Sigh, what a disappointment." Ah Hao was extremely annoyed.
"How about one cent per post? Likes and shares are extra."
Before Xiao Hei could reply, the other party stated the price.
"One cent per piece, ten pieces is ten yuan, one hundred pieces is one thousand yuan, one thousand pieces is ten thousand yuan, we're rich!"
Xiao Hei calculated.
After hearing this, Fatty and Ah Hao looked at Xiao Hei with a blank stare, as if they were looking at an idiot.
"Will you agree or not?" Xiao Hei asked the two.
"But we don't know how to insult people," the chubby boy said after hesitating.
"Two cents per post, the more likes, the more shares, the more shares."
Just then, the other party sent another message.
The three exchanged glances, and Xiao Hei replied without hesitation:
"Dry!"
You tell me what to do, and I'll do it!
"Don't panic, it's just insults, anyone can do that," Ah-hao comforted Little Fatty.
Xiao Hei then discussed other prices with the other party, and half an hour later, the deal was finalized.
Xiao Hei summoned two people.
"Brothers, our chance to make a fortune has arrived."
"They asked us to smear someone, and the more popular the smear campaign, the more money we would get."
"The scope of smear campaigns is unlimited; the entire internet can be targeted."
"They even allow us to mobilize others to smear them, and we set the price ourselves."
“Then what are we waiting for? I’m a professional at smearing people,” Ah Hao said, standing up.
"Me too," Little Fatty retorted.
Xiao Hei was very satisfied with his partner's confident demeanor.
"That's right."
"Now that we've successfully placed the order, we have to show the other party our professionalism."
"Only in this way can we gain the right to negotiate in subsequent negotiations."
"So, Little Fatty, Ah Hao."
"arrive!"
"exist!"
Little Fatty and Ah Hao responded loudly.
Xiao Hei nodded and said, "Although there are only three of us, we have three or four large groups."
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