If Yuan Fenghui were asked to rate Wen Ying's performance when she came to Hunan Province, out of one hundred points, Yuan Fenghui would be willing to give it ninety-nine points.
The one point missing is not because I am dissatisfied with Wen Ying, but because I am afraid that Wen Ying will be proud!
To be honest, Yuan Fenghui has not felt such a hearty rhythm for a long time.
No matter what opening she throws, Wen Ying can pick it up perfectly. This feeling is really great.
Working with stupid people often makes Yuan Fenghui collapse. It is not easy to catch a smart person, and Yuan Fenghui cherishes it very much.
No matter how evil the boss is, he still needs to give his employees some encouragement. He can't just want the horse to run fast without giving the horse enough to eat.
After sending away the dizzy Director Fan, Yuan Fenghui and Wen Ying expressed their stance:
"This time Mengjiao's endorsement can confirm that you have made great contributions so quickly. Again, if you want to work full-time in Tianjiao, I dare to give you a monthly salary of 30,000. If you work part-time, the salary will be that 3,000...
But after returning to Chengdu, I will apply to Mr. Li for a bonus."
If you have merit, you will be rewarded!
Only dual rewards at the spiritual and material levels can retain talents like Wen Ying.
Yes, Yuan Fenghui felt that Wen Ying could already bear the word "talent". Even though Wen Ying was still underage and was only a freshman in high school, there were Gan Luo Twelve as prime ministers in ancient times. Wen Ying's performance made Yuan Feng
Hui was so amazed that she was not dragged away by Yuan Fenghui for a biopsy.
Being smart means being smarter than the average person of the same age, which is still within the normal range. A person's energy is limited. I heard that Wenying's grades in school were so-so, which shows that his skills are a little off.
Yuan Fenghui wanted to give Wen Ying a bonus, and Wen Ying agreed with a smile.
After such a trip, she risked being split in half by Manager Chen when she returned. She deserved a little extra reward. Wen Ying didn't feel guilty about taking the money.
Everyone who has saved money to buy a house should be able to understand Wen Ying's mood. The income here is 10,000 more, the income is 10,000 more there, and the house can be a few square meters larger. It's wonderful to think about it!
Wen Ying was still very curious about the process by which Yuan Fenghui negotiated the endorsement fee to 2.8 million. Yuan Fenghui refused to say anything, and Wen Ying was unable to force a confession.
Li Mengjiao is still recording songs in the recording studio.
With an endorsement fee of 2.8 million, Li Mengjiao must sing this song well!
Mr. Liu smiled and waited outside the recording studio with his hands folded. After a while, he called Yuan Fenghui over.
The two of them still had to discuss the details of tomorrow's commercial shoot, and Wen Ying left the job.
Today's day is not over yet, but Wen Ying feels that time is extremely long, probably because too many things happened in one day.
Wen Ying took out her phone and looked, but there was no news from Manager Chen.
It's over, this must be the calm before the storm.
What's even worse is that there is no news about Xie Qian yet!
Will the storm escalate into a hurricane and tsunami?
Wen Ying weighed her weight of over 100 kilograms and felt that she could not bear the tsunami.
She decided to defeat them one by one.
Manager Chen can't flirt with her, otherwise she will explode.
Xie Qian has always been rational and can be a breakthrough.
Wen Ying hid in a corner and sent text messages. She edited a long paragraph of text. She thought about it and deleted it carefully, and divided a short composition into several text messages to send.
Of course she was talking about today's experience.
But by splitting it up, it will appear to have twists and turns, and it will be more appetizing.
No, she wasn't trying to whet her appetite, she just hoped that the male god would take pity on her and see that she was so exhausted today and forgive her for coming to Hunan Province without saying hello.
The text message was sent.
Wen Ying lived up to her literary talent as the first prize winner in the New Concept Essay Contest and wrote today's events as interesting as a short story.
But Xie Qian didn’t react at all!
Didn't you see the text message?
Wen Ying wanted to call directly, but it was too noisy here.
She racked her brains, remembering her weekend homework, and tentatively asked Xie Qian if she had forgotten any homework in any subject.
After waiting for another two minutes, Xie Qian finally replied to her message.
"You must have forgotten more than one subject."
"...!"
In fact, she didn't forget it, but Xie Qian refused to talk to her if she didn't talk about it.
Wen Ying accepted her fate and pretended to be a bad student, pestering Xie Qian and asking questions. Xie Qian responded to some, but not to others. Wen Ying was worried:
Comrade Lao Wen only needs 500 yuan of private money and a leather jacket.
Manager Chen probably needs her to actively admit her mistakes when she goes back and be shameless and coquettish.
What about Xie Qian, which one will he do?
I'm afraid financial inducements won't do.
Xie Qian is much richer than himself.
As for acting like a baby - how could she act like a baby to Xie Qian without having an old face!
Perhaps, she could take the initiative to apply for a stack of test papers from Xie Qian?
Ten is too few.
Twenty so-so pictures.
Thirty-year-old Xie Qian will probably be a little happy, after all, he is a stubborn person who has enlightened himself and a scumbag can make progress.
Forty...forget it, she couldn't see Xie Qian being unhappy with forty. Before she finished the paper, she was about to fall in the middle of the victory of the Long March!
Wen Ying edited and deleted the text messages, deleted and edited them again, vacillating between the two options of making Xie Qian happy or dying in the pile of papers.
After Li Mengjiao finished recording the song, she saw Wen Ying hiding in the corner and secretly sending messages. She was laughing and sad at times. She couldn't help but secretly roll her eyes: People who play tricks on friends become very strange. Even Wen Ying couldn't escape this.
law!
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"Xie Qian?"
Jiang Youjia looked hard with his peripheral vision, but still couldn't see clearly who Xie Qian was texting.
He often loses focus while talking and has to lower his head to reply to messages from time to time. Is this still the Xie Qian that I am familiar with?
Is Xie Qian in love?
Once this thought arises, I really can’t suppress it no matter what.
Let alone who Xie Qian fell in love with.
Jiang Youjia walked ahead of everyone and firmly believed that Wen Ying was the one who wanted to get close to Xie Qian. Unfortunately, everyone was drunk and he was sober, so no one believed him!
it's good now.
Xie Qian, the flower of the high mountains, was really picked off by the humble Wen Ying... Jiang Youjia even wanted to shed tears of sympathy for himself.
Being one step ahead of others is a genius.
If you are two steps ahead of others, you become a lunatic.
He is the madman, the clown!
Now if he wants to tell his wife Lin Lin or Zou Weijun that Xie Qian and Wen Ying are in early love, he will not get the gratitude of Lin Lin and Zou Weijun. Not only does Lin Lin not believe it, but she will also scold him for meddling.
Not to mention Zou Weijun, he liked Wen Ying very much and invited Wen Ying to his home for dinner several times. This was a treatment that no one else had!
Jiang Youjia calmed down, tried not to look at Xie Qian's mobile phone, and talked about business with Xie Qian: "You really hit the mark. Zhao Dong started to contact me again. He made appointments with me two or three times, but I rejected him every time.
Yes, what do you think he is planning?"
Xie Qian put his phone away and thought about it seriously, "It's probably about the autobiography. Uncle Jiang is in the publishing group, and Zhao Dong will definitely want to find you."
Looking for Jiang Youjia is a lie, but looking for Zou Weijun is true.
——How long has it been since Zhao Dong’s autobiography was written?!
