Age of Legends

Chapter 32 A family of three?
"On TV? The TV station's Spring Festival special?"

Propaganda teams have already started work at the gates of various schools in Rongcheng.

Some are for parent-teacher meetings, and some are for students returning to school and parents waiting outside the school.

At first, no one paid attention and thought it was an advertisement for some psoriasis and men's hospital.

Who knew after looking at the flyer, that the advertisement was of such high quality!
When one person asks, more people will prick up their ears and pay attention. When three people are attracted, it is likely that the entire flock will be attracted.

It’s like this now, and it’s still on TV! ?
"Is it true? Damn it!"

"Look at the registration location, it's inside Rongcheng TV Station, how could it be fake? You'll know when you go there yourself!"

“Can it really be broadcast?”

"That's not true! This is a big TV show that will be broadcast during the Spring Festival! Just imagine, during the Spring Festival, the whole family will be together at the table to eat, and when they watch TV, they will see their own children on TV. How joyful that will be!"

Some old men and women in Rongcheng are very talkative. Perhaps it is because this project is a big one, which has aroused their subjective enthusiasm, so they work very hard and speak eloquently when distributing flyers.

And it won’t work if you don’t speak eloquently. It will be difficult to settle the bill if you don’t ask others to sign!
"Chengcheng, then I'll register one and my family will register one."

As for why no one signed on their own, some people asked neighbors to sign for them. After signing a few, I realized that I might as well wait in front of the school gate for parents to sign! This is much easier!

After all, you're not just taking the boss's money and then throwing the flyers into the trash. Flyers can even be effective in getting signatures.

Often you don't have to say much. Just give the flyer to someone and they'll be attracted and leave their information. Of course, there's also the fear of having your phone sold out in the information explosion era. There's harm only when there's buying and selling. In the future, your personal phone information is used to sell you insurance or courses. Apps need your information to accurately recommend you what you like. These days, the most common things associated with phone fraud are TV shopping and on-demand songs.

Sure enough, the next day when Zhang Chen went to the city center square again to wait for the propaganda team to come to settle the bill, the signature books in each person's hand were more or less significant. Of course, there were not as many as they imagined. No one person would have 200 signatures. On average, each person might have 30 or 40 signatures and phone numbers.

Zhang Chen paid them money for each signature as agreed, but some received up to 70 yuan and were very happy.

"Can't you do it tomorrow, boss?"

Zhang Chen took a look at the lady who got the highest signature, named Aunt Luo. She was pretty and wore a blue knitted jacket. She had a good demeanor and was very good at speaking. No wonder she was able to get a list of more than 100 people.

Such people are still useful, including several who have shown talent in language and inciting people. Zhang Chen has their contact information.

"We'll continue tomorrow. Do you have any flyers left? If you don't have any, come and get them tomorrow. We'll have more flyers here at 9 o'clock, and we'll gather here again at 7:30 in the afternoon. I'll take the autograph books, and I'll give you new ones here." Zhang Chen asked Wang Shuowei to put away the autograph books.

Everyone dispersed happily.

Wang Shuowei and Zhang Chen each had a pocket full of autograph books. The former asked, "Do we really have to call everyone?"

"Of course not." Zhang Chen shook his head. "It's enough to send out the flyers. This signature is not very useful now. I'll keep it as original information. Now the main purpose is to prevent them from taking the money and not doing the work. I want them to come to me on time to exchange the money."

How long would it take to call each signature book one by one? And they are seriously understaffed now, where can they find such manpower?

Those who signed showed a stronger intention to sign up. They are all high-quality customers and are useful but not now.

Zhang Chen counted the money. After using all the money he and Wang Shuowei had to print brochures and pay employees' salaries, he was left with only a little over 100 yuan. It was not enough to pay for tomorrow's promotional expenses, and he might have to pay for printing more flyers.

Zhang Chen glanced at Wang Shuowei. "Let's go back to my house for dinner today! Just ask my dad for it, it's business after all! With a legitimate reason, it means we've made some money!"

When they arrived at Wang Shuowei's house, they saw Chen Xuran, a beautiful TV host who had just got off work, downstairs. She was wearing a women's suit, trousers, curly hair, and earrings. She looked like an exquisite beauty.

"Ah, Shuo Wei!"

Chen Xuran is just 30 years old this year. After years of training as a host, she already looks like a leading lady. At this time, she greeted Wang Shuowei.

"Ah, Aunt Chen." Wang Shuowei waved his hand.

"Is your dad okay? He seems to be very busy recently." Ever since Wang Bowen's food channel was cut off by the TV station, Chen Xuran has been paying attention to Wang Bowen's situation. After all, Wang Bowen has become more and more decadent in recent years. Seeing him hosting the food show, Chen Xuran watches every episode, and it reminds him of when he was a hotel service staff and saw Wang Bowen hosting activities at the Jinjiang Hotel. He looked energetic and talented.

Yes, although Chen Xuran has been faced with various temptations from the outside world over the years, including many wealthy businessmen and high-ranking officials pursuing her, there is always a white moonlight in her heart, and that is Wang Bowen.

If Wang Bowen still had a happy family, she might have married the son of the real estate developer in Pengcheng who had been sending her flowers and pursuing her.

Who knew that Wang Bowen's marriage would encounter problems, and she had no time to deal with Xiao Fu Ge. She always felt in her heart that there might still be a chance.

Recently, she heard that Wang Bowen suddenly proposed a new plan to the station, but this plan was marginalized. She was worried that the fighting spirit that Wang Bowen had finally aroused would be dampened again, so she finished her work early today, turned down the evening social engagements, bought some fruits, and thought of an excuse to meet Wang Bowen later, and then she met Wang Shuowei who had just returned from outside.

"Ah, Aunt Chen, let me introduce you, this is Zhang Chen."

Chen Xuran nodded, "He is Zhang Chen, the one you often mention."

Zhang Chen was speechless. He had hardly seen Chen Xuran before, but he didn't expect that he was actually an "acquaintance" of Chen Xuran.

"Oh, yes, that's him." Wang Shuowei said again, "My dad should be making dinner, have you eaten yet? Let's eat together."

"No, no, no, someone just gave me some fruit, and I can't finish it all by myself, so I'll bring it over to you."

Wang Bowen was indeed cooking. When he saw a group of three people coming in, he greeted them.

Chen Xuran rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the kitchen. "Is there anything I can help with? Teacher Wang..."

"Hey, sit down and wait for your meal."

"Teacher Wang, you don't know this, but my cooking skills have improved over the years. I can't say I can compete with you, but I can be your assistant..."

The two chatted in the kitchen, and Wang Shuowei gave Zhang Chen a look that meant, "What I said before was correct, wasn't it?"

That's right, that's right.

In the end, although Chen Xuran clearly said that she didn't want to eat anymore, she still helped Wang Bowen cook a table of dishes and brought them to the table.

Zhang Chen sat at the table, looking at the family of three, wondering if he shouldn't be here?

(End of this chapter)