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Chapter 315 322 Peacock

Gu Chang was depressed and unsuccessful.

He graduated from Beijing Film Academy and was a job in the era. He was assigned to Xi'an Film Factory as a photography assistant and successively served as a camera for Brother Chen Kai and Zhang Yimou. After decades, photography has ended.

My wife is beautiful and virtuous, but the winner in life is just like this.

Looking back in fifty years, thousands of sails pass by.

Suddenly discovered.

So what about the first photographer? Isn’t it just a camera?

My old rival Wang Quanan didn't take the little follower behind his butt seriously when he was in love with him. Now he is the best director of the Silver Lion Award.

I am still a camera-holder.

Thinking of the troubles, I held a big bowl of strong wine and drank it all in one go. My fingers trembled and pulled out a cigarette, and my eyes were drunk, and I compared it: "Han Qiao, come one?"

Han Qiao picked up the wine and smiled: "Someone at home is sick and can't smell the smoke, so quit."

Gao Yuanyuan doesn’t like him smoking, just don’t smoke.

My own woman, I spoil it.

otherwise.

Others need to help.

"You can't smoke without smoking, you have to drink wine."

Gu Changwei still likes the little brother very much. Logically speaking, the little brother became famous at a young age. Judging from his style of conduct, he is also a good person, but the little brother treats himself.

Tsk.

Nothing to say.

Han Qiao is also a true confidant.

"This is OK." Han Qiao smiled and advised: "Brother Gu, drink less."

"Let him drink."

Zhang Yimou was a man with a temperament, frowned, couldn't stand the virtues of his old friends, put the cup on the table, and said in a muffled voice: "I have lived for so many years, but I still have this virtue. I'll be addicted to the wine if I have a small matter."

Turning around to look at Han Qiao, I also had opinions.

This kid.

I vaguely remember that the last time I met, I warned him to leave room for anything.

Not listening at all.

Zhang Yimou had many thoughts, but he was calm on his face. He asked with interest: "Han Qiao, I heard that you are going to debate with Zhou Liming at Beijing Film Academy. Are you sure?"

Zhang Yimou has a high status.

Han Qiao was very modest: "If you say you are sure, you are not sure. If you say you are not sure, you are 99%.

Zhang Yimou's hand trembled, took a sip of wine, and his lips twitched: "You are quite modest."

Han Qiao laughed: "Director Zhang also knows Zhou Liming?"

"It's the Film Critics Association." Zhang Yimou's face was serious: "The relationship between the Film Critics Association and the filmmaker is like a hound and a prey."

hound.

Dog.

Han Qiao looked in awe and said, "Director Zhang has a clear insight."

"I didn't expect Han Dazui to flatter him." Zhang Yimou made a rare joke. He held the cigarette in his hand, lit it, trembled, and warned: "Zhou Liming is the vice president of the Film Review Agreement. I have had several times to fight with him, and he is still of a good personality. Moreover, he studied under the famous American film master Roger Ebert and is proficient in the process of industrial Hollywood films. In China, his film theory level is definitely no worse than that of a first-class film director."

"Now, are you still sure?"

There is heaven beyond heaven, and there is someone beyond man.

Han Qiao became even more modest: "Director Zhang, after saying this, I am only 98% sure."

The two looked at each other.

Han Qiao's eyes were very serious.

Zhang Yimou smiled and stopped responding to this, waved his hand: "Drink bar."

Han Qiao said seriously: "Director Zhang, in your heart, am I particularly arrogant and ignorant, arrogant and arrogant?"

"Haha..." Zhang Yimou's mouth moved: "Young man is full of energy, very good."

Han Qiao sighed: "Director Zhang, it's not that I'm arrogant, but that Zhou Liming's path is wrong."

"oh?"

"my country's films started late, and whether they were talent reserves, emerging technologies, or film concepts, they were undoubtedly backward."

"But"

"I don't agree with Zhou Liming's philosophy." Han Qiao took a sip of wine and smiled: "Zhou Liming thought that as long as he pleased Baodao or Xiangjiang, Baodao and Xiangjiang would be happy to us. If we turn back and help us, our film career will develop well."

"Breaking the truth."

"Not to mention whether Baodao and Xiangjiang will do this. Even if they really do this and rely on others to support them, how can they stand up?"

"History has proved that this is wrong, so Zhou Liming is sure to lose."

Han Qiao talks loudly.

After all, Zhang Yimou is the best director of the five generations and the number one director in China in the future. If he can win his support, then Pangu's plan to open the sky is justified.

Zhang Yimou smiled: "What are you going to do?"

There are too many people talking big, and who really proposes how to do it?

Han Qiao smiled: "Dissatisfied with Director Zhang, I have a small plan, in batches, comprehensively and extensively support our new director plan, which I call Pangu Kaitian Plan."

"In the plan, I plan to invest 30 million to select 3 directors to help them make movies."

30 million.

Zhang Yimou looked at the young man in front of him seriously.

The new director, to put it bluntly, is just a bet.

and.

There is a high probability that you will lose.

Not to mention 30 million, 3 yuan is too much.

His face softened a little, and he picked up the wine glass: "Han Qiao, if you have this idea, Zhou Liming has lost."

Han Qiao is a good person.

In Zhang Yimou's heart, those who can spend money on movies are all good people.

The layman doesn’t understand, Hanqiaomen Qing.

That's it.

Still willing to spend money.

Great man.

"The food is here..."

Jiang Wenli's face turned red, and she cooked a large table of dishes, sweating on her cheeks. She put down the dishes virtuously, looked back at Gu Changwei, wiped her hands on the apron, without the pretentiousness of a beauty, sat down and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, Xiaoqiao, Lao Gu is so drunk. Next, I will drink with you."

Have a glass of wine.

Her cheeks were even more blushing.

Moisturized.

His eyes were rippling with water, and his fingers were flipping with wine glass to indicate.

"Why……"

Jiang Wenli is so manly.

Han Qiao smiled: "Sister, there are no outsiders today, they are all their own people."

"Take it slowly, take it slowly."

Zhang Yimou smiled and looked at the dishes on the table, feeling very friendly: "Old Gu is still lucky, but the northwestern dishes on this table look friendly."

"That's all the skills." Jiang Wenli said, pouring wine for Zhang Yimou and Han Qiao: "This glass, I will welcome you to visit, Mr. Gu Jing."

Wine and chat.

Push the cup and drink.

After drinking, Zhang Yimou let go of his dull temperament. The heating in the main room was stuffy and he took off his coat.

Han Qiao also took off his down jacket.

It is cold outside, biting cold, and inside, warm as spring.

Jiang Wenliguo is worthy of being the empress of the Northwest Circle.

He is generous, bold and unrestrained, and his temperament brings the roughness of the Gobi Desert in the northwest.

The alcohol content is also excellent.

As the sky dimmed.

Zhang Yimou was drunk and hugged Han Qiao's shoulder: "Han Qiao, I really like you, do it well."

sweat.

Han Qiao often fools others.

Now.

Lao Taozi fooled him.

but.

Lao Touzi has this status.

Han Qiao was drunk and patted Zhang Yimou on the shoulder, very kind: "Old Zhang, I have the opportunity to work together."

Zhang Yimou raised his head, a little confused, looked at it carefully, nodded: "Okay."

He helped Zhang Yimou to the door.

A young and beautiful girl came over from afar. She was slender, had long legs and thin waists, and had outstanding temperament. She looked like a dancer. She had long legs and gently supported Lao Taozi, and chuckled with red lips: "Hello, Han Qiao, I am Chen Ting, Director Zhang's wife."

"Hello, Mrs. Zhang."

Han Qiao looked at Lao Touzi's old bark face, and then looked at Chen Ting.

A tree of pear blossoms presses against the crabapple.

Tsk.

Chen Ting is probably about the same age as herself.

Who said that the great director is not romantic?

After seeing off Zhang Yimou, Han Qiao sat in the car. The winter night in Yanjing was deserted, the street lights in the alley were dim, and the cold wind was blowing. My drunken mind became clearer. I touched my pocket and remembered that there was no smoke.

"Dongdong."

The car window rings.

Han Qiao rolled down the car window, and no surprise, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Sister, is there anything to ask me for so late?"

Jiang Wenli had long hair shawls, and was in a hurry to come out. She wore a white cotton jacket, khaki wool skirt, wrapped in flesh-colored stockings, and stepped on slippers. Her cheeks were blushing, her red lips were seductive, and she smiled cheerfully: "Oh, it's really different for the Golden Horse Awards. Now that I can't find you if I have nothing to do?"

"Sister, don't tease me."

"It's cold outside, let's talk."

The air conditioner in the car is on.

Han Qiao looked at Jiang Wenli with a very good figure, with a slender snow-white neck. Even a cotton jacket could not cover her graceful figure, and her waist was slender. She stroked her hair, took out a pack of cigarette from her pocket, smoked one, and handed it over at will.

"I miss you."

"I don't know what you like to smoke, Lao Gu's try?"

Smoking Lao Gu's cigarette.

sleep……

Lao Gu’s bed!

Han Qiao thought for a while, poked his head and bit the cigarette.

This is close to each other.

It seemed to bite Jiang Wenli's snow-white fingers, and the faint fragrance of body seemed to be there and there was nothing in the air.

Jiang Wenli lit the lighter again, her hair draped over her shoulders, and held it in both hands.

Smoke burns Mars.

Han Qiao shook his head and pinched his cigarette with his fingers: "Sister, you are going to make my life go."

"Small fools." Jiang Wenli went straight to the point: "I heard about your Pangu Kaitian plan outside at night, selecting a new director. Brother Gu has a movie called Peacock. Do you want to read the script?"

"Sister..." Han Qiao stopped working and handed the cigarette to Jiang Wenli: "Your cigarette is so hot, one cigarette is more than ten million."

The car is dim.

Jiang Wenli looked at Yan, thought for a while, took it with her bare hands, bit it in her red lips, glanced at her eyes, and smiled: "Stop fooling me, more than 10 million is not a small matter to you."

"Your Brother Gu wants to make a movie in your life. Peacock is his hard work. As the saying goes, "Food water will not flow to outsiders. Don't you believe in your Brother Gu's level?"

"Sister."

Gu Changwei's peacock has good quality and won the "Golden Lion Award". The probability of losing money is not high. Han Qiao deliberately felt embarrassed: "Give me the script and I'll go back and see it. If there is no problem, how much is Brother Gu's money? I will make up for it without saying a word. Do you think it's okay?"

"What are you going back?" Jiang Wenli smiled: "It's better to choose a day than to meet the day, just watch it here."

"You are very busy now, and you may not be sure when will you see you next time."

"Hey..." Han Qiao complained: "Sister, you are so awesome. Brother Gu is really lucky."

"Small tricks." Jiang Wenli did not doubt it.

Maybe it's an illusion.

Han Qiao and her are naturally very friendly, and they are all sisters, and they are also the top of the Beijing circle.

Do it on purpose.

The two of them are really a bit of a sibling in private.

Jiang Wenli smoked very quickly, and her red lips sucked and vomited cigarette butts. A cigarette burned out. She threw the cigarette butts and saw that Han Qiao was not moving.

Jiang Wenli lay down and crossed Han Qiao, her hair fell on Han Qiao's legs, unbuttoned her seat belt, and smiled: "What, do you want me to invite you?"

Han Qiao was so scared that he leaned against the back of the car.

Raise your hands.

Jiang Wenli was lying over, her perky buttocks were lifted, her hair was drooping, and a rich fragrance came to her face. Han Qiao blushed, helpless, and had a hard voice. She grabbed Jiang Wenli's hand in a hurry and said panic: "Sister, I'll do it myself."

"Puff."

Jiang Wenli laughed out loud, her eyes teased, and her red lips smiled: "You are just innocent, not as fickle as the newspaper said."

"Sister, you're like this, I'll..."

"What do you do?"

"I'll..." Han Qiao gritted his teeth: "I just hugged him tightly."

"Haha..." Jiang Wenli patted Han Qiao's legs with her hands, mature and charming, biting her red lips: "Call the police, tsk, the police will not accept it."

"Okay, get off the bus and don't be poor with my sister."

"Otherwise, I'm not polite."

"Okay, okay." Han Qiao was helpless: "Sister, you are so awesome..."

The two left the car.

Back to the main hall.

Han Qiao looked at it and found that the main room was still in a mess, the room was stuffy and incandescent lights were on.

Gu Chang didn't fall on the bed and turned over and fell asleep.

Jiang Wenli looked at it and pointed at the sofa: "Han Qiao, sit for a while, I'll go find the script."

"good."

A few minutes.

Jiang Wenli walked on the cotton slippers and sat down on the sofa. She was wearing a well-proportioned legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings. She picked up the cotton slippers on her toes, which were a bit sexy and charming. She pulled her hair into a round side face and a fair face: "Your Brother Gu is drunk, I'll go and see him, you can read the script."

"good."

Han Qiao reads the script carefully.

Jiang Wenli sat for a moment, and saw Han Qiao looking at it seriously, and was very satisfied, so she poured a glass of water.

Roll up his sleeves, hold a basin of hot water, twist the towel wet, and wipe Gu Changwei's body.

Han Qiao looked sideways.

Jiang Wenli bent over and knelt on her knees. The khaki wool skirt covered her leg lines. The flesh-colored stockings wrapped around her chubby soles and her hair fell.

The white woven light shone on her snow-white neck, like the moonlight falling on milk.

Gu Changwei is really a blessing.

Jiang Wenli's temperament is a Northwest girl. She is very happy and not pretentious at all, but her heart is really good. She is busy dealing with Gu Changwei's affairs.

Gu Changwei is very bored.

If it weren't for Jiang Wenli, I probably wouldn't have thought of a relationship with Han Qiao.

Shake your head.

Han Qiao looked at the Peacock script.

Peacock is an art film, and Lao Gu is an artist who wants to explore human nature.

Discussion, the car shaking.

but.

No one really invests in literary and artistic movies.

This thing is obviously a loss-making item.

Who knows that Lao Gu has been sharpening his sword for ten years and has been testing the wind and thunder.

The first work was won by the Golden Lion Award at the Berlin Film Festival.

Wang Quanan is still only the Silver Lion Award.

but.

There is no loss in the box office, making money is nonsense.

Han Qiao sighed.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Wenli's nose was covered with sweat, and she wiped it casually, sat down with her legs, and looked over and looked at it: "The script doesn't work?"

"Sister, you know about art films."

Jiang Wenli was a little disappointed, was silent for a moment, and smiled: "Sister knows, it's okay."

"Sister, tell me, how much is it short of?"

"What?"

Jiang Wenli's heart was almost thrown to the sky, and her face turned around, and she smiled, holding her skirt with both hands, and her eyes were warm: "You want to cast this movie?"

"Yes." Han Qiao smiled: "It doesn't matter whether you make money or not, it's mainly for your sister...and Brother Gu..."

"Hanqiao."

Jiang Wenli didn't hear it, and now she really looked at Han Qiao with admiration.

What is a true friend!

That's it!

Even though I knew that the script might lose money, I still chose to help.

Looking at Han Qiao's 21-year-old face.

Jiang Wenli felt that her face was so kind.

Without saying a word.

With his fleshy feet on the ground, Fengfenghuohuo took a bottle of white wine and ran to Hanqiao, and said: "I won't say anything else. If this bottle of wine is dried, we will be a brother and brother in the future."

Said.

He leaned over the wine bottle and drank several large sips.

Han Qiao looked at her heart, it was white wine.

I don’t know how Jiang Wenli’s slender snow-white neck can accommodate such hot white wine.

Flat oral peristalsis.

After half of the glass of wine, Jiang Wenli was a little drunk and handed it to Han Qiao, her eyes were confused.

Han Qiao smiled, took the wine and drank it.

"Good brother." Jiang Wenli patted Han Qiao's shoulder, her red lips lit up and said: "I will be your good sister from now on."

"sister."

thump.

Jiang Wenli fell head-on to the ground and was completely drunk.

There is no one else.

Han Qiao shook his head, picked up Jiang Wenli across the waist, and placed it next to Gu Changwei.

The couple were both drunk.

Han Qiao looked at Jiang Wenli's fleshy stockings soles, and her hair stuck to her red cheeks, like a big apple, with red lips charming and seductive, and she felt a little itchy. After thinking about it, she stopped the dangerous thoughts.

If Gu Chang fails to withstand the temptation.

Nothing bad things happened.

But I love Jiang Wenli.

So.

Han Qiao is a Cao thief.

but.

It will not destroy other people's unswerving feelings.

He has principles.

Only the heartbreaking good sister.

……………………

The next day.

Gu Changwei woke up in a daze, his chest felt stuffy, and he looked down. Jiang Wenli's hair was messy, his red lips were slightly open, and crystal water stains flowed out.

Tsk.

Silly saliva.

Gu Changwei shook his head, couldn't remember what happened last night, and pushed Jiang Wenli: "Wife, wake up?"

"Um..." Jiang Wenli opened her eyes and was a little confused. After a moment, her eyes showed joy. She stretched her waist and straddled her body on Gu Changwei, and shook her hands hard: "Old Gu, Han Qiao agreed to invest."

"You can make movies."

"What did you say?" Gu Changwei was stunned: "The movie is still 15 million, and Han Qiao agreed to pay 15 million?"

"real."

Jiang Wenli thought that she still felt unrealistic last night. She became famous very early, but it was 15 million.

You can buy three units in Siheyuan.

If she pays her salary in the Central Academy of Drama, she will have to pay 500 years.

Gu Changwei was stunned for a moment, and sighed for a long time: "Han Qiao is really my confidant."

Jiang Wenli bit her red lips, raised her lips, and glanced at her eyes: "Husband, your wife is amazing."

A moment of beauty.

Gu Changwei was a little stunning, hugged Jiang Wenli Yang Liu's waist, and sweared: "Wife, thank you. I, Gu, swear, I, will treat you well in this life."

“It’s almost the same.”

The two were tired of it. Gu Changwei looked at Jiang Wenli's face with spring. His waist was cold after a hangover, and he trembled for a moment, and he was a little worried: "Wife, does Han Qiao really have 15 million?"

He followed the Hanqiao crew.

The investment in movies is about 5 million, 15 million, which is the budget for the three movies.

Jiang Wenli was completely out of interest, and got off Gu Changwei and tried hard to pull the things that were defeated, disagreed: "What are you thinking? Han Qiao is a famous figure in the Beijing circle at least. Not to mention 15 million, he can even get 50 million."

Gu Changwei was amazed: "You said he was so young, why did he have so much money?"

"He's excellent."

Jiang Wenli held her cheeks in her hands.

The gap between people is bigger than that between people and dogs.

Han Qiao is only 21 years old now, and she has such great courage, and she doesn't blink her eyes for 15 million.

Facing Zhang Yimou.

Too.

Equal attitude communication.

The entire movie industry is almost the only one.

The couple sat for a few minutes and felt at ease.

Jiang Wenli thought that she had not cleaned up yesterday and had not slept for too long. She stroked her hair and got off the bed in a hurry.

He looked at his eyes.

I was a little stunned for a moment.

The cups and plates on the Eight Immortals table were cleaned up in a mess. The sunlight leaked in from the window, and the whole main hall was bright.

My heart suddenly felt warm.

Gu Changwei is a man from the northwest and never cleans up. Almost all she is busy with is the one who likes to call friends to drink, and there is almost nothing else. When she woke up the next day, she was absolutely dirty, messy and poor.

This is the first time I have woken up by myself and can relax and clean up.

I thought I recognized Han Qiao as my younger brother last night.

I suddenly thought to myself.

This good brother is really OK!

……………………

Han Qiao didn't expect Jiang Wenli to have such a high opinion of herself.

If I knew.

You must hold your good sister's hand well.

Gu Changwei's "Peacock" is an important part of the "Pangu Plan for Creating Heaven".

The ancients said.

Buy horse bones with a fortune.

"Peacock" is a braised lion's head, a famous art film.

The commercial films include Ning Hao's "Crazy Stone".

Two-pronged approach.

His reputation in the mainland director circle is unrivalled.

………………………………………

"Brother Han..."

"Mr. Han."

"Mr. Han."

Early in the morning.

Han Qiao drove to the "Lanqiao" network company.

Qianqianjing has been online for a while, and the specific results have not been checked yet. In the next few years, the color ring will be his "gold mine".

Douban and Qianqian Videos should also be launched as soon as possible.

The "Film Critics" Association is so arrogant that Douban will slap them heavily.

Lanqiao Network.

Han Qiao looked around and was very satisfied. The entire company was divided into two parts by glass.

Part of it is a plaid shirt, with fingers typing on the keyboard, and it is as elegant as if you are stroking the piano.

Spring of a reluctant programmer.

Part of it is exquisitely made up, the small suit tightens the waistline, the A-line skirt with its legs slanted, and the stockings are white, black, and flesh-colored...

Peek from programmers from time to time.

Han Qiao believes that his policy is effective and stimulates everyone's enthusiasm for work.

Arrive at the office.

Han Qiao is coming to report.

I couldn't help but feel happy.

Qianqian Jingting currently has a high loading rate for the people in the market. Currently, there are 30.89 million computers nationwide. Qianqian is proficient in statistics and has a loading rate of 23 million.

no way.

This is the only music playback software.

Currently, there are 400,000 members. At 5 yuan per month, Qianqian Jingting earns 2 million yuan per month for members alone.

This is just a drop in the bucket.

Qianqian Jingting's biggest income is the ringtone. The "Music Newcomer List" was launched, successfully promoting three popular songs.

A song: "People like me"

A song: "The First Snow in 2002"

A song: "Rat loves rice"

A song subscription for a ringtone is 3 yuan, and the mobile phone is 1 yuan, and the platform is 2 yuan.

The monthly income of ringtones exceeds 10 million.

It looks scary, but it is actually normal. You know, "Rats love rice" alone, this song attracted 230 million yuan for Yang Chengang.

Not to mention.

"People like me" and "The First Snow in 2002" are both popular songs for ringtones.

That's it.

And filmed a hammer scene.

Han Qiao was a little inflated and calmed down after three seconds. Qianqian Jingting was just a step ahead. Tencent and Baidu will launch new products next year.

"Mr. Han."

The office door is pushed open.

Han Qiao looked up and saw a toothache: "Old Zheng, how long has it been since you came home?"

"It's all smelly."

Zheng Nanling had a shaved beard, chicken coop, black-framed glasses, and a plaid shirt. He probably hadn't woken up yet, and his eyelids were sniffed and smelled: "It's not smelly."

"This is not busy developing Douban."

Zheng Nanling did his own thing and sat on the sofa. It was not interesting at all that Han Qiao was the boss, holding a tea cow and swallowing the whale drink: "The technical content of Douban website is very low, mainly thousands of videos. To achieve online browsing, bandwidth and video compression are all big problems."

"There is also Qianqian Music. The big data recommendation algorithm you mentioned is really tormenting. It is too difficult to develop this thing."

Han Qiao smiled and said, "If you are difficult, take your time. Big data is our core business in the future, and you must do your best."

That's right.

TikTok is good.

but.

It's mine.

Han Qiao is now beginning to accumulate technology, develop big data, and turn it to Taobao.

Zheng Nanling put his eyes on his nose: "Okay."

"What's the matter for me?"

"That's right. I think Qianqian Music's backstage pushes advertisements. Of course, it can't be too much. Pop-up ads are enough. They are mainly promotions of "nameless people".

“How to do it?”

Han Qiao smiled: "It's very simple. Our prize is Qianqian Music Members. Users can send their own lottery templates and invite friends to accumulate energy. When they reach the accumulation finger, they can get a 500 yuan voucher."

"I will ask the Operations Department to discuss the specific prize."

Zheng Nanling nodded: "This is simple, no problem."

“No other request?”

Han Qiao made a decision that went against his ancestors: "If you want to win the final prize, you have to pay at least 50. Forget it, 30 people."

Zheng Nanling looked behind his glasses and looked contemptuous: "Impossible, the user is not a fool."

Users are not fools.

Han Qiao smiled: "This is not simple. We can give users sweetness first. For example, as soon as the user goes online, he will have 499 yuan. He only needs the last dollar to get a reward..."

"Do you know how big it is between 0 and 1?"

Han Qiao opened his fingers: "Infinity."

Zheng Nanling was stunned for a moment, looking at Han Qiao for a while: "You are so unethical."

He fooled Zheng Nanling.

Han Qiao held the first full-staff meeting of the "Lanqiao" network.

The meeting clearly stated.

Lanqiao Network has three major business groups.

A major business group: Qianqian Jingting

Two major business groups: Qianqian Video

Three major business groups: Douban.com

In addition to the three major business groups, each has administration and personnel...

Hanqiao's "President Office" leads three major business groups.

Zheng Nanling's "R&D Office" is in charge of technical research and development.

Divided the business.

The entire Lanqiao network was immediately clear.

Zheng Nanling unloaded most of the burden and finally could go downstairs to wash his hair.

That's right.

Hanqiao opened a "barber room" for the "Lanqiao" network, in addition to Internet cafes and karaoke...

The company makes money and spends it, and I want to take it home once I have to.

The meeting ends.

Han Qiao inspected his territory and the office area is now a bit crowded.

It's time to think of a solution.

Buy a piece of land and build a building.

In this era, land prices are still cheap, but in a few years, the land prices will be more expensive.

After considering the company's current income, it should be fine to buy a land. How many years will it take to build a building?

Handle the company's affairs well.

Han Qiao turned to the next door "Starry Sky of Times".

Times Starry Sky is currently a first-class brokerage company and film and television investment company. The reason why it is a brokerage company is helpless. Times Starry Sky has its current industry status and scale, which is almost created by Han Qiao alone.

And now.

With the strong rise of Pangu Film and Television, the starry sky of the entire era is particularly useless.

The prosperous surface hides a huge crisis.

office.

Han Qiao met Xia...

Pooh.

Wen Bao.

"Oh, Director Han Da still has time to visit my little palace?"

Xia Wen slipped his lips, his tone was sour, and he looked at Han Qiao's wrist. When he saw the watch he gave was wearing it well, and his legs were wearing stockings, he deliberately looked at the computer.

Han Qiao leaned over and took a look.

On the black screen, Xia Wenming's eyes are nice and his lips are covered with lipstick, which is moist.

"I'm here to send you a surprise."

"What surprise?"

"Do you want three first-line singers?"

"Three first-line singers?" Xia Wen's temperament changed very naturally. He put his hands on the desk, his eyes slightly pressed: "Tell me about it in detail."

Xia Wen knows how much money a first-line singer makes.

Jinsha is now the most valuable money tree in the company, concerts, records, commercial performances...

"My Qianqian Music has not been launched recently. Three new singers have been discovered, one is Yao Beina, the other is Daolang, and the other is Yang Chengang."

"Yao Beina, Daolang, Yang Chengang," Xia Wen was angry: "Why haven't I heard of it?"

"I'll know in a while."

Han Qiao grabbed Xia Wen's hand.

"Hey...where are you going, wait for me...my shoes..."

……………………

Since ancient times, the "Bible of Picking Up Girls" has been circulating in the world.

The Bible says: "If she is not well-informed, she will take her to see the prosperity of the world; if she experiences the world, she will take her on a carousel."

The reason is very simple.

If you want to touch people's hearts, give it to something she has never had before.

Xia Wen is a strong woman, and there are still things she has never seen or owned.

Nothing else.

The simplest, simplest and most sincere love.

Han Qiao was wrapped in a down jacket, large sunglasses, and black mask. She was covered tightly, holding Xia Wen's hand and walking on the bustling university street.

All domestic universities are similar.

Almost all there is a "food street".

Not far from this street, there will definitely be small hotels with fair prices and hidden prices.

High schools are closed, while universities are open.

The couple of men and women held hands sweetly, which was so pitiful. Two people had to share a piece of stinky tofu.

Xia Wen looked at it and pointed: "I want stinky tofu."

"Give."

"Hey me."

How.

"That's Yao Beina's song."

There was a cafe with “people like me.”

Walk past the noodle restaurant.

The bald master looked at his phone and hummed: "The first snow in 2002 was earlier than before..."

"This is Daolang."

roadside.

The motorcycle driver put his legs on the faucet, and the ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly rang: "I love you, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice..."

"This is Yang Chengang."

Han Qiao observed and found that these three songs are indeed very popular at the moment, and the audience is clear. People like me focus on young people, and the first snow game in 2002 focus on middle-aged men.

Mouse loves rice.

This is suitable for both young and old.

"Why……"

Xia Wen was absent-minded and looked ahead, reluctant to leave.

Han Qiao took a look.

have to.

Big head sticker.

The two of them were slowing down and making various grimaces. It was probably the first time Xia Wen saw this thing.

A little awkward.

At once.

The cool-faced and cold-skinned boss of the OL with exquisite makeup, bent his black stockings and legs, and then pouted his mouth and waved his scissors hands.

The cheeks are bulging cutely.

His eyes were a little confused.

As I patted.

Han Qiao chewed it on in one bite.

……………………

Mid-December.

The stars of the times.

Yang Chengang was sitting in the conference room with clear windows and clean windows, a little nervous. He had never seen this situation.

The company is in the most prosperous downtown area of ​​Yanjing.

Everyone comes and goes, dressed beautifully and white-collar workers. He used to be a dusty woman at the construction site.

Never thought of it.

Women can be so delicate.

Living in a bubble.

He had a dry mouth and tongue. He picked up the cup. The water in the cup had long disappeared. After sitting for a while, no one came. Yang Chengang stood up and walked to the water dispenser. He looked at the water in the bucket, just like his heart.

Everything is so dreamy.

A month ago.

He was still getting up early and working late on the construction site, working to the death. His monthly salary was only 3,000 yuan. In just this month, he earned 600,000 yuan, which was a money he had never made in his life.

Get the money.

The first thing Yang Chengang did was to invite Brother Hu to a barbecue.

That was the most confident time for him.

Enough wine, eat mutton skewers open.

The next day, I sent 100,000 yuan to my family. The old father said for the first time: "You have grown up."

"Hello."

Yang Chen shook his hand, and the water from his cup swayed, and he smiled shyly: "Hello."

The girl was generous and stretched out her hand: "I am Yao Beina, who are you?"

"You are Yao Beina?" Yang Chengang was immediately kind and stretched out his hand and shook it lightly: "I am Yang Chengang."

"I sing the mouse loves rice."

"I especially like your people like me." Yang Chengang said, humming a few words.

Yao Beina has seen too many fans this month. She seems to have become popular in major universities overnight, but she is still very polite: "Hello Brother Yang, I like mouse loves rice very much."

A few greetings were made.

It was a bit embarrassing for the two of them to sit on their own.

Yang Chen just thought about it and said tentatively: "Yao Beina, are you all written by Han Qiao?"

"Oh." Yao Beina suddenly became interested: "Yes, it was all written by Brother Han, where are you?"

“I wrote it myself.”

"Then you are so awesome, I can't do it. I can only sing and can't write songs."

The two had a topic.

In a while.

The door opened again, and Yang Chengang and Yao Beina looked over.

Oh, waiver.

This is a real boss.

The black baseball cap, with long hair slightly curly, tall and strong, dusty, and a face full of frost. It seemed to be carrying the wilderness and loneliness of the northern border. It was carrying a guitar on its back, Martin shoes on its feet, and torn jeans were all holes. It took the hat and smiled: "Hello, I am Daolang."

Qianqianjingting three giants of the first generation of online singers.

More than ten minutes passed.

High heels came from outside the conference room, and the sound was crisp. As the door was pushed open, Xia Wen looked at the three freshly baked money trees and smiled brightly: "Welcome, I am Xia Wen of Times Starry Sky."

"Hello, Mr. Xia."

"Mr. Xia."

Times Starry Sky developed the same template for the three singers. Xia Wen did not speak out. The assistant finished the contract and closed it: "This is the whole contract. Are there any requirements?"

"No."

I have read the contract a long time ago, but today I just follow the process.

Neither Yao Beina nor Daolang had any problems.

Yang Chen was thinking about it and said tentatively: "I heard that companies will provide artists with life assistants, and I have a requirement."

"Please say?"

"I have a friend who has helped me a lot. I want to hire him as my life assistant." Yang Chengang was a little nervous.

"This..." the little assistant looked at Xia Wen.

"No problem." Xia Wen stood up and smiled: "Welcome to the Starry Sky of Times."

Thank you very much for the reward of time 3500, thank you very much for the reward of little monk 500, thank you very much for the reward of book friends 20200411205836183 The boss 2500, thank you very much for the reward of rotten corpse not waved his hand 200.

(End of this chapter)