Outside the door, Su Manfei kicked two gift boxes over the ground.
"I'm so angry!"
Saito looked at the direction at the door, "What should I do now? Our big boss has explained that we must get a quota for cooperation with Sihai!"
Su Manfei thought for a moment, "Why don't we change our thinking! Solve the problem from other directions?"
Saito didn't understand what it meant.
Su Manfei said sinisterly, "Since we can't solve the problem from them, then we will solve our competitors. Isn't there a company called Fishing Fire with only ten votes? We will find a way to get him out, so we can
If we go to fight for their ten votes, will it be natural for us to succeed at that time?"
A light of inspiration flashed in Xiaobaga Saito's eyes, "Manfei, you are really my right-hand man!"
"After entering the company, wait until a certain time, find a key node and join forces with our partners to find a way to force the palace. Yang Feng has no choice but to let Su Qi hand over all the power!" Su Manfei viciously
He glanced at the direction of the door.
The two left.
Wang Han kneaded Su Qi's feet and Su Qi answered a call.
After hanging up the phone, Wang Han smiled and said, "It turns out that you have planned everything long ago."
Su Qi put down his cell phone, "There is no way. When you are in the workplace, you have to take three steps at one step."
"Thirty-four people, two of them tied for the first place were eleven votes, and there were still ten votes left, but no one expected that you and Yang Feng would suppress the votes to the company that was called Yuhuo in the end, so he would
If you surpass the previous two companies, you can catch others off guard.”
Su Qi took a look at the time and said, "It's getting late, go to bed. I'll have to meet with the boss of the fishing fire tomorrow to discuss things."
Early the next morning.
After breakfast, Su Qi went to the company.
Wang Han and Ximen Doudou are going to organize the establishment of a live broadcast company.
It was noon that I was busy, and with the help of Ximen Doudou, the company had almost done everything it was supposed to prepare.
And there is no need to worry about live streaming software. Qidian Company has a large group of sub-programmers, which is not a problem.
However, the anchor is still a little bit worse. After all, some pillars are money trees for other live broadcast platforms, and those live broadcast platforms are still unwilling to send people here.
Fortunately, Ximen Doudou asked her friends to post messages in the anchor circle last night, hired anchors with high salaries, and those who came before would also pour in traffic support.
There are quite a few anchors who come to apply for the job, but most of them are small anchors with only hundreds of thousands of fans.
Wang Han was lying on the swivel chair and swaying.
Ximen Doudou and Xiong Miaoyin are both interviewing the anchor.
The smoking addiction became affront. Wang Han patted Xiong Miaoyin on the shoulder and said sorry to go and smoke, "Little Bear, what are you drinking? I'll buy some for you?"
"Just order a cup of coffee, thank you brother Han."
I happily smoked a cigarette in the bathroom. When I went out to wash my hands, I saw a familiar figure entering the women's bathroom opposite.
It turned out to be the little anchor named Dingdang I met before in Shoulong Village.
Wang Han was stunned for a moment, and without thinking too much, he shook his hand and made a cup of coffee for Xiong Miaoyin.
Sitting in the corner, Wang Han opened another live broadcast software and found an anchor with an id named Dingdang not afraid of difficulties.
After clicking, Dingdang has not started live broadcasting yet, and can only see some videos uploaded before.
After watching it all, I found that this anchor named Dingdang never touched the edge. Any videos were dressed in a normal manner, and never sensational things. Most of them were on-site adventures, but they didn't scheming any gimmicks, they were actually shot.
He has a carefree personality and is very popular.
It's just that it's obviously not popular with the public on this platform.
Wang Han passed this platform.
There are not many female anchors during the day, but there are many female anchors in the midnight show. They dress so coolly, and the people who watch them stand without any slightest.
The dingdang mixed in this platform looks a bit abrupt.
It can be seen that this little anchor named Dingdang really likes to do this industry.
Instead of making some quick money just to make colors.
Wang Han put down his phone, "Little Bear, if someone called Dingdang comes later, I will collect it directly. Then the traffic support and training will be done. Whatever it can be achieved depends on her."
Xiong Miaoyin was stunned for a moment and found Dingdang from the information of the applicants.
Seeing that Dingdang looked like that cute and sweet type, Xiong Miaoyin's expression was a bit subtle.
Wang Han immediately said, "Don't think about it! This is not my dish!"
Xiong Miaoyin showed an expression I understood.
After staying for a while, Wang Han and Ximen Doudou went out to smoke together.
Dingdang sat in the corridor and looked at her toes. She felt that she had been home in the past two days. First, she saw a group of people fighting and killing many people. Unexpectedly, before she could come back to her senses, she told her about her operations.
The contract expires, if you cannot transform into a side anchor, you can only terminate the contract.
She doesn't allow herself to do that kind of thing.
Can you only have to use your edges and poses to make people look at it?
Dingdang leaned against the wall, but fortunately, a friend told her that a big company named Qidian recruited anchors, and the benefits were very considerable.
If you are lucky, you will be supported by the company.
Anyway, they are all in a trough, and they are flying no matter what.
She came without thinking too much.
There were constant peers coming in and out in front of them. Some people seemed to be laughing after they had agreed, but some people were frowning after they came out.
Dingdang glanced at the female anchors in front of him, and most of them were dressed very coolly.
She looked a little dazed in a long dress.
Dingdang glanced at the closest beautiful woman in a pink dress, "Hello sister..."
"Who is my sister? I'm only eighteen!" The woman immediately choked back.
Dingdang's mouth twitched, "How many people are applying for a job here?"
"I don't know, it seems that I was here and I was taken aback by the interviewer." The woman put on lipstick in front of the mirror.
"So do the interviewer have any standards?" Dingdang asked with some of his colleagues in front of him with a frown.
The beautiful woman stuffed lipstick into her bag, pursed her lips, and glanced at Dingdang, "Do you still need to think about this? Of course, it depends on who looks good, has a good figure, and has many fans."
As he spoke, the woman pulled the collar down, revealing the deep milky white career line.
Dingdang glanced at the pair of Wangzis who were not spectacular.
He glanced at the woman's neckline again.
The pair of snow-white toys were about to jump out of the neckline.
This is fucking eighteen?
My mother is twenty-six or half hers!
The woman pulled the neckline down again, glanced at Dingdang, "I look average and have a more average figure. Do you have a lot of fans?"
"There are only tens of thousands of real fans."
The woman sneered, "Then you should go back as soon as possible. In our industry, if you want to make money, unless someone praises you, who will come to see you if you don't touch the edge?"
Dingdang held his chest and didn't say anything.
"Who is the peach! Come in! Next one, Dingdang is ready!"
The woman stood up, stepped on the sky of hatred, and walked in confidently and with great confidence.
Dingdang held his chin with a frown.
I feel like there is no chance today.
You have already developed a desire to retreat.
While he was in a daze, the woman named Shui Mizuki walked out of the room angrily and pointed at the door, "I have millions of fans! It's because your family is not worthy of me! What's the matter!"
After saying that, he left in his high heels.
Dingdang sat in the spot at a loss, "Millions of fans, sexy, big breasts and sexy, aren't you going to stop this?"
I feel like I'm going to be 100% going to be wiped out today.
"Next jingling!"
The assistant shouted.
Dingdang blew his bangs, "Here!"
No matter what, try it in, there is no way out anyway.
After entering, Dingdang sat down and found that the interviewer was a girl who looked younger than her.
"Dingdang, right?"
"right!"
"This is a contract, please take a look. If you can, sign it."