11.11 is a big day in China. Dad Ma mobilized people across the country and set off a shopping craze.
Qin Xiaobao didn't go shopping. He received a specially assigned homework when school was over on the 10th.
The teachers knew that he was going to Guangdong soon to inspect the shooting location, so they asked him to sort out the process and explain it to the students when he came back. The PPT must have a minimum of 30 pages, and it must have both pictures and text, and be accompanied by videos.
The last time Qin Xiaobao made a slideshow was on Earth, so he couldn't make up for it. He didn't bother to ask the people below for help.
So I was cramming and looked at what to do.
He is not married and has always had assistants around him. Although there are fewer sponsors, there is no shortage of food, clothing, housing and transportation. There are people taking care of him, so there is nothing else to worry about except food.
If I hadn't looked at WeChat Moments, where Chen He, Sun Li and others were showing off their Double 11 results, I would have forgotten about it.
Now that we know that we need to buy some things for Yaya, we don’t need to buy dog food. He doesn’t understand, so he doesn’t need to help.
I called Wang Bingbing, but the young lady refused directly, saying that she could make money and didn't want him to pay the bill. Then she hung up the phone in a hurry, saying that she wanted to continue selecting things and had no time.
In addition, today is the birthday of about 20 million people around the world, including Qin Xiaobao. Don't ask how to calculate it, just divide the population by 365.
This is not easy to forget.
After twelve o'clock, he received text messages of congratulations from banks, mobile phone operators, and insurance companies, and thoughtful friends also sent congratulations on WeChat, and the polite ones did not forget to send a red envelope of 200 yuan.
When the company hit 0:00 on time, he posted an emoticon on Weibo, and there were also many celebrities on the post wishing him a happy birthday. Some of them he knew, some of them he didn’t know, big stars or small directors, he himself or his assistant, it was quite lively.
In the entertainment industry, if you look at it from the outside, it must be harmonious, and look like a big family. A few are sincere and a few are fake. It doesn't matter anymore.
When he woke up in the morning, Yaya called and reminded him to eat a bowl of longevity noodles.
Qin Xiaobao actually wanted to be with his family, but he couldn't make it in time and had no time to go to Yaya. Wang Bingbing was out of town and couldn't come back. The only ones left were Xiangyang, Lao Liu and the others.
Celebrities are embarrassed to shout and seem to have no friends.
So Qin Xiaobao was looking at the cupboard and thinking: Are instant noodles considered longevity noodles? Should we add eggs and how many should we add?
When he was thinking about searching on Baidu, Xiaoming knocked on the door.
"Just in time, let's have some noodles together?" Qin Xiaobao felt very friendly now that he saw his manager. After following him for such a long time, he felt like one of his own.
"Longevity noodles?" Xiaoming smiled: "Celebrating your birthday alone is a bit lonely, isn't it?"
Qin Xiaobao did not deny it: "Indeed, I just realized now that I don't seem to have any friends that I can invite to eat and drink together, which is a bit of a failure."
"The key is whether you invited me or not. Let me know in advance. How come no one comes?" Xiaoming stood at the entrance without changing his shoes: "I received several calls, all from my agent, asking how you would arrange it.
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"Um?"
"I didn't receive the invitation. I feel strange. If I don't eat, that's it. But if there is a party and I don't call, I have to know the reason."
Qin Xiaobao smiled: "I am so proud now."
"Of course," Xiaoming nodded: "If Hu Ge invites friends for his birthday and you don't know the result, will you be surprised?"
"I will beat him to death." Qin Xiaobao said seriously: "How did you reply?"
"Let's just say you are hosting a private party. I don't know the specific list."
Qin Xiaobao crossed his arms: "You little comrade, you don't believe in rumors, spread rumors, or make rumors, don't you know?"
Of course he didn't take it seriously, he was just joking.
"You have nothing to do today, what are you doing here?"
"Afraid that you would be lonely on your birthday, Mr. Liu bought a cake and said he would celebrate it for you in the office because there are many people and it would be more lively."
"That's great, okay, you wait for me and change clothes."
Qin Xiaobao didn't do any ink, so he packed it up in a few moments and followed him to the company.
As soon as he entered the door, there were a few bangs. The employees had obviously received the order and were waiting at the door. When they saw him coming, they lit up the fireworks. The reception girl was dressed dignifiedly and left with a bouquet of flowers in her hand.
Come forward.
"Mr. Qin, happy birthday!"
"Thank you!" Qin Xiaobao also smelled it and it smelled a little sweet: "You are all celebrating my birthday?"
"Yes!" Apart from those on business trips, there were more than a dozen employees here, all shouting with smiling faces.
"Where's the cake? I need a cake for my birthday!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Yang and Liu Minghua saw Xiang Yang and Liu Minghua pushing a cart and walking over while singing a birthday song while protecting the candle above. The others also clapped their hands and sang along.
"Happy birthday to you..."
Qin Xiaobao was surrounded by a group of people and stood in the C position.
I'm not crying, but I'm in a really good mood. Just now I was thinking about eating instant noodles, but now there are more than a dozen people singing happy birthday to you alone. It's an indescribable feeling of satisfaction.
It doesn’t matter how big the battle is, as long as it’s all fair and square friends, high all night, I believe that when you wake up the next day, what will be left will be endless emptiness.
Xiangyang Hui came up with something. After singing, he pressed his hands to make everyone quiet down.
"Today is a good day," he pointed out the window: "The rainy weather for several consecutive days has cleared up. Why, because our President Qin has his birthday today."
"Speak well!" Qin Xiaobao laughed and cursed.
"Hey, it's such a big day, you don't want to curse people." Xiang Yang said with a smile: "We, Mr. Qin, are young and promising. He founded Kiwi Studio at the age of twenty-one. After more than a year of development, from a few people to
Now there are more than 30 people, who have grown up playing small roles, and gone to movies with a box office of 800 million. From Mr. Qin, an artist, to now there are Hu Ge, Phoenix Legend, and Wang Bingbing.
I can also proudly say that nowadays, if celebrities want to join Kiwi, they have to be screened and inspected.
All of this is thanks to Mr. Qin, who wrote popular songs and made wonderful movies, everyone here should understand."
"clear!"
Qin Xiaobao wanted to say something, but Xiang Yang waved his hand to stop him.
"Anyone with a discerning eye can see that, so don't be humble. I don't understand the entertainment industry, and I don't have any connections. Mr. Liu is pretty good, and he does things beautifully."
"It has nothing to do with me." Liu Minghua smiled: "Follow Mr. Qin and Mr. Xiang, and you will have meat to eat."
Hahahahaha!
"Hey, I just like your attitude of wanting to eat meat," Xiang Yang turned to look at everyone.
Qin Xiaobao finally figured it out. He took advantage of his birthday to hold a unity meeting. When it came to management, the big guys were better at it.
It's good to set an example and win people's hearts. It's pretty good and you can cooperate.
"Remember back then, Mr. Liu was Mr. Qin's agent and the only agent in the company. Xiao Zhou knows that, right?"
The boy whose name was called nodded.
"We didn't have much business at the beginning, and we all relied on Mr. Qin. If he was idle, the whole company would have to go find the announcement," Xiang Yang walked around in circles with his back on his back: "I once thought about the TV station.
People are rushing to make phone calls, begging our artists to appear on the show, and begging our stars to film.
I was just playing for fun, but I didn’t expect that it would come a little too quickly. As the saying goes, happiness came too suddenly.
It only took so long for this to come true. Xiaoqiu, you are also one of the first senior people in the company. Let me ask you, how much will your salary be?"
"More than six thousand!"
"What now?"
"Hey, does it count as a bonus?"
"Bullshit, isn't the bonus money?" Xiang Yangxu kicked.
Xiao Qiu didn't hide either: "Normally, it's about 15,000. As for bonuses, I've received up to 30,000 in one go."
"Oh..." The employees cheered together, and some colleagues who had just joined the company or had just joined the company looked envious.
Xiang Yang was very satisfied with everyone's reaction: "By the way, to answer everyone's question, yes, the company is preparing for a super large project recently, and there are still some things that have not been finalized, but I can guarantee that you will be impressed.
As for why the employee investment channel was not opened after "This Man Came from Earth", it's not that Mr. Qin and I are stingy. Is it okay for you to invest five million in total? It's an additional amount and it doesn't matter at all.
However, the risk is too great. I know that you have full confidence in Director Qin and his works, but you still have to live your life, and the dream of getting rich overnight is unrealistic.
The company's efficiency is getting better and better, and your income will only get higher and higher. I am here to pat my chest and assure you that you can look forward to this year's annual meeting."
"Oh..." There was another burst of cheers.
"Mr. Xiang, Mr. Xiang!" Qin Xiaobao shouted.
The big dog owner was in a state of excitement: "What are you doing?"
Qin Xiaobao pursed his lips and pointed at the candles that were about to burn out on the cake in front of him: "How about I take a moment and blow out the candles first?"
"Ouch," Xiang Yang slapped his thigh hard: "I'm sorry, I'm too involved, hurry up... Oh no, make a wish first, and then blow out the candles."
Qin Xiaobao closed his eyes and was silent for a while,
call......
"Happy birthday..." Everyone cheered again.
Xiang Yang still wanted to say something, but the atmosphere had passed, so he let it go.
"Mr. Qin gives you the knife!" The lady at the front desk handed over the plastic blade.
It was a birthday celebration for the boss, so no one dared to make a fuss. Xiang Yang symbolically smeared some cream on his face and it was over.
Qin Xiaobao shared the cake: "Xiaoming, Xiaoming!"
"Here comes Mr. Qin." Xiaoming walked out of the crowd.
"Let's make arrangements for the evening. Since it's a birthday, you have to celebrate it like a birthday. Let's see a few people. Let's..."
He clicked pause, and all the guys looked at him expectantly.
"Hey, if I said I would go home to each other at night, would you secretly scold me behind my back?"
"Yes!" Someone saw him happy and shouted directly.
"Okay, let's arrange it. Arrange a better place. The average price per person is less than 300 to 500 yuan. Do you understand?"
"Okay." Xiaoming responded loudly.
"Mr. Qin is grand."
"Thank you, Mr. Qin."
"President Qin is mighty."
"You guys, when I invited you to dinner on my birthday in May, I was never so happy." Xiang Yang said angrily: "Well, didn't you make preparations and you can take them out now?"
Several boys entered the room and brought something out.