In the spacious office.
In front of the bright floor-to-ceiling windows.
A stainless steel trophy covered with various names sparkled in the sunlight.
Opposite the trophy, a huge group photo hangs on the wall.
In the group photo, various handsome men and beautiful women showed their most innocent smiles and struck various poses. In the middle, a young man who was slumped on the ground and looked a little decadent had a slight smile on his face.
The handsome men and beautiful women around her made her look even more radiant.
This is Wang Shanhai's office.
Ever since Ren Yan took Class 9 to do a styling job and took a group photo not long ago.
Wang Shanhai immediately sent someone to copy a photo at a high price and enlarged it to the size of one square meter and hung it on the wall of the office.
I would glance at it a few times every day to show my expectations for my son.
Originally, Wang Shanhai didn't want to be so high-profile and thought it would be enough to just put a small photo frame on his desk.
But this photo is really well taken, and it fully highlights the youthful vigor of Class 9. You can feel a burst of sunshine just by looking at the photo.
In addition, various lighting and angle adjustments also added a lot of color to the photo. Fortunately, at Xin Zi's suggestion, Wang Shanhai enlarged the photo and hung it directly on the wall.
Not to mention, this not only did not affect the overall style of the office, but even added a lot of color to it.
With this photo, the whole office looks very humane.
On this day, Wang Shanhai, as usual, leaned back in his office chair, watching the live broadcast of Class 9, his heart full of anticipation.
As an old viewer of Class 9's live broadcast, he naturally knew his kid's thoughts at the first moment.
I couldn't help but give a thumbs up in my heart.
Although my son doesn't know anything, he still has his own style in business acumen.
Therefore, he was determined to be the first to participate in the "Farmhouse Fun" activity of Class Nine.
Prepare to witness my son's growth with my own eyes.
"Why hasn't the live broadcast started yet?"
"It's already 7:15. Doesn't it usually start earlier?"
Wang Shanhai murmured.
There are also various question marks from netizens above the barrage.
It seems that in order to wait for today's news to be announced, many netizens chose to get up early like me.
'These guys seem to be our future competitors.'
"This class nine led by old Ren still has some charm..."
Wang Shanhai knew very well the reception capacity of Class 9.
It's just a farm of about a thousand square meters, even with the assistance of more than sixty people.
The maximum reception capacity is only about three hundred at best.
If you want everyone to have a good time, this number should probably be reduced by one third.
Therefore, Wang Shanhai was very wary of the netizens who appeared at this time.
Although he could get a participation spot from Lao Ren privately.
But he didn't want to do this kind of backdoor thing in front of Wang Bo.
This is not to say that it has a bad influence.
It was simply because he didn't know the specific plans of Class 9.
If Class 9 really fully loaded the farm's reception capacity, if there was an unexpected person at this time, the whole thing might collapse.
He has seen too many things like this.
Sometimes you still have to follow the rules.
He didn't want to destroy his son's hard-earned ambition because of his own selfish thoughts.
Of course, the most important thing is that he feels that he will not lose to these netizens.
Another five minutes passed, and after Wang Shanhai took a sip of Biluochun, the screen in the live broadcast room finally lit up.
This is different from the usual live broadcast of Class 9 running.
The first thing that was printed on the screen today was the handsome face of my son, who looked smiling and harmless.
On the screen, it seemed that he had received a signal from his classmates.
Wang Bo spoke slowly like a host:
"It's 7:20 in the morning, Imperial time. Good morning, everyone~"
"After more than three hours of discussion last night, we decided to receive the first batch of netizens tomorrow!"
"For two days, until the day we start school!"
"As for what to do today?"
"It's also very simple. We must have prepared all kinds of ingredients for entertaining everyone in advance!"
"Under the witness of the live broadcast, we will start from the purchase, so that everyone can eat with peace of mind and use with confidence!"
"At the same time, we will also announce today how to participate in 'Nine Class Farmhouse Fun'!"
"Due to the farm and limited number of people, we can only receive 180 netizens every day!"
“First come, first served!”
"As for the method, you can look at the name of this live broadcast room!"
Hearing this, Wang Shanhai and many netizens glanced at the name of the live broadcast room on the platform.
I don’t know when the name was changed from [Class 9, Grade 2, Imperial Capital No. 3 Middle School] to [Class 9 Farmhouse, registration address: Teacher Ren’s Weibo.]
"That's right! The participation address this time is on Teacher Ren's Weibo!"
"You can participate by leaving a message on Teacher Ren's Weibo!"
"Every hour, we will draw 20 lucky netizens from the comments to participate in our Class 9 farm fun!"
"Duration: eight hours!"
"The selected netizens will receive private messages as soon as possible."
"At that time, everyone only needs to pay a deposit of 200 yuan to get an electronic invitation letter for the farm stay, the farm address and the time arrangement of the farm stay."
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