1255: The energy of the little fish is beyond imagination
Wen Ying wanted to bring Mrs. Wang to Yuan Fenghui and let Mrs. Wang and Yuan Fenghui compete on their own. Yuan Fenghui was not afraid at all, but was very interested: "I didn't know Mrs. Wang was so interesting. Even if you don't
Introduction, I really want to meet you, such a grand event requires the participation of Mr. Wang’s wife!”
Interns like Wang Shuang are dispensable to Yuan Fenghui.
Yuan Fenghui wants interns like Wen Ying and Xie Qian very much.
Mrs. Wang was able to pester Wen Ying to the point of giving her best advice, and now she is working as a full-time housewife. Isn’t it such a waste of talent?
Yuan Fenghui looks forward to meeting Mrs. Wang as soon as possible!
No, it's too late to talk in person. You should contact me over the phone first to cultivate the relationship.
Yuan Fenghui threatened Wen Ying and then coaxed Wen Ying, saying that she would give Wen Ying a year-end bonus at the end of the year.
"Don't be too modest. What's wrong with being a judge? There are a lot of competitions in society now. I don't think the level of some judges is very high. It's better to invite some people who are just looking for fame to be judges.
And you!"
What's the matter with age and qualifications?
Tianjiao needs to spend money, Mrs. Wang needs to spend money, and "Spark" magazine also needs to spend money. All three parties are willing to praise Wen Ying. Not to mention only letting Wen Ying be a judge, they also want to arrange a chief judge for Wen Ying. Yuan
Feng Hui doesn’t think it’s too much.
——The boss who paid the money said that smelling Ying is good, even if hearing Ying is not good, it can be done, not to mention that smelling Ying is good in the first place!
This competition will greatly help the promotion of "Spark" magazine and is also beneficial to Tianjiao. Of course, Wen Ying, the initiator of the plan, cannot be left behind.
The portal website calls Wen Ying, Li Mengjiao, Yun Chen, and Zhang Yangning the "Four Prodigies." Although Zhang Yangning is not as famous as Wen Ying now, artists want to become popular much faster than writers and screenwriters.
Well, a TV series, an album, or even a song can make an artist famous.
Wen Ying is not allowed to show her face in this kind of competition, what a waste of opportunity!
Yuan Fenghui will never allow such waste.
Waste is shameful!
If any of the four Tianjiao disciples loses popularity, it is because Yuan Fenghui has no ability.
Speaking of portals, Yuan Fenghui remembered something, "Nowadays, portals tend to favor blog traffic quite a lot. When this creative essay competition was launched, we promoted it online. Regardless of whether netizens participated or not, the momentum was high.
It's definitely bigger."
"Your idea is exactly what I want to say. The Internet is a propaganda position that we must not give up."
As soon as Wen Ying got down to business, she immediately got into the mood.
Before the weekend, after many phone calls, Wen Ying and Yuan Fenghui had come up with a plan.
On Saturday, the two went directly to Xie Qian's home to meet Zou Weijun.
Zou Weijun heard that Tianjiao had business to discuss with him, so he postponed his originally planned business trip and waited at home for Yuan Fenghui to come.
How could such an occasion be without Mrs. Wang? Mrs. Wang said she was going to pick up Wen Ying, and Yuan Fenghui stopped by to pick up Wen Ying. Mrs. Wang did not snatch Yuan Fenghui away, but this time Mrs. Wang showed kindness and took her son -
—This is really a coincidence. Wang Shuang was going to Xie Qian’s house to make up lessons on Saturday.
When they arrived at Xie Qian's house, Mrs. Wang threw her son away and kept talking from the time she got out of the car to the time she entered the door.
In Mrs. Wang's words, everything about Xie Qian's house is good.
Besides Xie Qian and her son, Mrs. Wang could not think of anyone else who deserved to live in such a quiet and elegant residence.
"Of course, Wenying can live here too. This place is suitable for educated people. It's not like uneducated people like us who would feel awkward living here."
Wang Shuang's eyes widened.
Does Wen Ying live at Xie Qian's house?
Mom, do you know what you are talking about?
Mrs. Wang seemed to say it casually, but it made Xie Qian's heart waver, and he couldn't help but look at Wen Ying.
It's not impossible if Wen Ying can live in his house...at least he can stare at the hamster and study except when eating and sleeping.
In the same bluff, Wang Shuang's ten words of bludgeoning didn't hit the point, but Mrs. Wang always knew what people wanted to hear. No wonder Mrs. Wang captured Wen Ying's heart not long after she kidnapped Wen Ying.
——Poor Wang Xuezha, his parents kept their IQ and EQ for their own use, and they were reluctant to pass on some of it to Wang Xuezha.
Xie Qian rarely felt sympathy for Wang Shuang.
Mrs. Wang's words made Xie Qian happy, but Wen Ying protested.
Although I never tire of looking at the face of the male idol, living under the same roof with the male idol, with endless papers and exercises is simply too suffocating.
Sensing Xie Qian's gaze, Wen Ying dodged her eyes and said with a dry smile: "Auntie, we are here to talk about business, please stop joking."
Mrs. Wang patted her forehead lightly, "Yes, yes, it's serious business, look at my memory."
Little girls are thin-skinned, so joking can bring them closer, but teasing them too much can lead to a falling out.
Mrs. Wang used her familiar skills on Zou Weijun.
This is the first time in Zou Weijun's life that he has met someone like Mrs. Wang.
Even Wen Ying couldn't resist Mrs. Wang's charm, and it was only a matter of time before Zou Weijun fell. Without saying a few words, Mrs. Wang had already put her arm on Zou Weijun's arm to enter the house.
At first, Zou Weijun struggled subconsciously.
Mrs. Wang’s hold was too tight and she couldn’t break free!
Wang Shuang was confused: "What's going on with my mother? I thought she got up early today to send me to make up classes. I'm already here, why doesn't she leave?"
Normally, Mrs. Wang would sleep until she wakes up naturally.
Getting up early to make breakfast for his son and sending him to school was a treatment that Wang Shuang only had before he was in third grade of elementary school.
Today, Mrs. Wang got up early and drove Wang Shuang to Xie's house by herself without letting the driver drive. Wang Shuang was moved all the way.
Wang Shuang felt that this was his mother's compensation for forgetting him at the school gate two days ago!
Now it seems that this is not the case.
How could he send his son to make up lessons and not leave when he got there? It looked like he was going to stay at Xie Qian's house to make ends meet.
Xie Qian and Wen Ying looked at each other.
Oh, I almost forgot, this silly kid doesn't know what happened.
Yuan Fenghui smiled: "How can your mother get up early to see you off when she has time? She is here to discuss business."
Talking about business?!
Wang Shuang's heart was broken, so he didn't become his mother's treasure, or was he still his mother's trash?!
Of course, Wang Xiaocao is still puzzled:
"What business does my mother want to discuss with Aunt Zou?"
Yuan Fenghui continued to smile and finish the attack, "Tianjiao wants to cooperate with Chief Editor Zou. Your mother is now Tianjiao's public relations manager."
Wang Shuang was stunned for a long time.
Why does his own mother become Tianjiao's public relations manager and he, a Tianjiao shareholder, doesn't know about it?
By the way, I don’t know how much salary Teacher Yuan paid his mother.
Wang Shuang wanted to ask, but he was afraid that the amount he asked would shock him, so he opened and closed his mouth for a long time without saying a single word.
Mrs. Wang had already entered the house with Zou Weijun on her arm. Seeing that Wen Ying was still in the yard, she asked Wen Ying to follow her quickly. She wanted to explain the cooperation plan clearly in front of Zou Weijun, and Wen Ying was indispensable.
Wen Ying has already gone to discuss business, so I, a small shareholder, can go too!
Wang Shuang was eager to follow, but Xie Qian grabbed his collar with one hand: "You are going the wrong way, we are not making up lessons in the living room."
