Han Tianxin said goodbye with satisfaction. Yi Lixiao sent her down and sealed a red envelope as a car fee. What does it mean? It is naturally very clear. I asked Han reporters to say more beautiful words in the article.

"Old Song, you can do it!" Yi Lixiao came back and found Song Yi in the office.

Song Yi rubbed his face and joked: "Ji, don't 6."

He pulled out a "performance" skill book some time ago, which would come in handy. Otherwise, he would not have bragged so smoothly if he opened his eyes and said lies and bragged.

Yi Lixiao laughed and handed a cigarette to Song Yi, and took a breath of cigarette with emotion. The environment changed people! In just one month of starting a business, Lao Song was forced to change. Lao Song was so arrogant back then.

Of course he understands why Lao Song brags so much and diss works with his colleagues. Any startup company needs "stories" and "hot spots".

Song Yi must know what Yi Lixiao thinks, and probably laugh. Where can the environment change people? It’s just that the help of the system makes it easier when he wants to do things.

Next, Song Yi and Yi Lixiao negotiated work.

The companies under Song Yi’s name are divided into “Yijian Live” and “Thunder Entertainment”. The company currently focuses on promoting “Yijian Live”.

"Thunder Entertainment" specializes in cultivating and managing game anchors. The anchors in Thunder are equivalent to being the direct descendants and backbone forces. They are different from signing anchors on the ordinary "Yijian" platform.

"It's the same problem I mentioned last night. We have no contact with the e-sports circle, and have not played professionally, substitutes, or retired team members. We have no contact information. It is difficult to recruit very good-skilled anchors to fill in our content in a short period of time. The cost of signing a professional team is too high."

After paying Xing Jun's liquidated damages, there is only 1 million yuan in operating funds left in the company's account. It's so hard to sign a professional team if you want to sign a professional team!

Song Yi sat casually in the soft chair, smacking ash, and said, "Lao Yi, the professional team still needs to sign. Even the top game anchors, after we raise funds, we will consider signing one or two. I will find a way to deal with the money. The content issues..."

It seems that we cannot wait a week to cash out the "100-fold salary card", but we have to draw a lottery again.

He was also worried about contact with the e-sports circle.

At this time, assistant Cheng Yue'e called from outside, "Mr. Song, Mr. Xing are here to report."

"Please come in."

Xing Jun was 37 years old at the time. He walked into the office with a sense of fighting spirit and vitality. After a few greetings with Song Yi and Yi Lixiao, he said, "Mr. Song, our company is still a bit weak in the live broadcast content.

It can't be just a live broadcast in League of Legends. I have been on YY live broadcast for many years and know people in the e-sports circle. I can..."

Damn it, it takes no effort to get it.

Yi Li and Xiao interrupted Xing Jun happily, raised his palm and said, "Stop. Old Xing, let's find the e-sports players in League of Legends first..."

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…

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Song Yi took his assistant Cheng Yue'e to the high-speed train back to Shenzhen. Thunder Entertainment's office is located in Panyu, not far from the "Yangcheng South" station, so it is very convenient to get back and forth.

Sitting in the business seat, Cheng Yue'e quickly fell asleep with her head tilted. She was fat, and this position made her shirt buttons tightly and her curves were full.

Of course, Song Yi could not have any thoughts about her. She looked very ordinary. When she first recruited an assistant, she had to give priority to her ability. He could only think about the kind of beautiful assistant who was both beautiful and capable.

"Hello, please bring a shawl." Song Yi shouted and walked around in front of him. He was wearing a red uniform, black stockings and tall and slender high-speed rail waitress, and was coming to the shawl to cover Cheng Yue'e.

There were other people in the high-speed rail business carriage. He still had to maintain his assistant.

The beautiful waitress half-squatted down, with admiration on her pretty face, and whispered: "Sir, is there anything else to serve you? Your wife is so happy."

Song Yi didn't explain his relationship with Cheng Yue'e, and thought with a funny heart, "Service? Oh, Ming is feasible?" The girl in front of him was also quite beautiful, and kept waving in front of him. He probably recognized the watch on his hand. But he glanced at his glasses and said that none of the three points exceeded 90.

If he was a great beauty, he really didn't mind driving a high-speed train. Ahem, this is a joke.

He didn't know the taste of meat for two weeks, but he would see Xiaoyuan when he went back later. There was a big meal, so of course there was no need to eat side dishes.

"Thank you. I want to sleep for a while."

Waitress: "..."

Song Yi closed his eyes and said, "Release lottery!"

He still has a lot of experience in spending now, but he only has about 1 million yuan in funds left. He urgently needs supplementation.

【Ding, thank you for your patronage.】

【Ding, thank you for your patronage.】

【Ding, you draw the "whitening card".】

[Note: The state of the skin is an important part of appearance. Using this card can eliminate acne marks and various traces on your face, and restore your skin to its best state. Effect, appearance 2.]

"Damn! What's the use of me wanting this appearance? I don't sell it. I want money now! Even if I have a mission card, it's ojbk."

“Continue to draw.”

【Thank you for patronizing x3.】

【Ding, you draw the singing skills book.】

"Brother of the system, are you playing with me?" Song Yi felt a little annoyed. The small rules he had summarized before seemed to be bad! He thought about small money in his mind, but he drew out a bunch of unrelated things. Could it be that when he was drawing the "Doom Card" before, he was too economical and did not "sacrifice" the system for sufficient consumption experience, would this be a retaliatory "charge"?

Song Yi looked at the remaining [Experience Value: 1900/100 million] on the system interface and gritted his teeth and continued: "Rull draw!"

【Thank you for your patron】

[Ding, you draw the "team building card".]

【Note: You can choose any team you manage to build a team. The average satisfaction of team members will determine the final cash rewarded by the system.】

What the hell.

Finally I got what I wanted. However, the system did not specify how much reward it would be. It shouldn't be less?

He had a rough idea in his mind. Of course, the fewer people, the better to be satisfied. Haven’t you seen that my foodie imperial cuisine has to be divided into eight types? Eat tofu brain, and there is also the debate between the sweet party and the salt party?

As the minister, he arranged a five-star place or arranged a five-star place as the boss to satisfy his team members? Of course it is the former!

Team members have different expectations for the minister and the boss.

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…

Early on Friday morning, Han Tian, ​​who stayed up late to get a manuscript, took a taxi to the newspaper office, and took out the manuscript from her handbag to her "instructor" Dan Liren.

The so-called "instructor" is the formal editor. She is an intern editor who just runs errands and does odd jobs.

Although she is a top student who graduated from the Chinese Department of Sun Yat-sen University.

"Wow, so many words, Xiao Han!" Shan Liren was in his forties, and he spoke and did things with a slow spirit. He smiled and picked up the manuscript, took a sip of tea, and read it slowly. After reading it for a while, he commented: "The writing style is too sensational."

Han Tian was speechless. Is this a problem? Nowadays, the media that publishes articles online are all in this style? Their Yangcheng Evening News also has an official website. The self-media of the Central Mother is playing sensationalism.

Shan Liren drank another sip of tea and said slowly: "Literature, the most beautiful language is accurate expression. Therefore, English is unqualified in texts for international agreements! There are too many ambiguities. French was popular in the early years. In the future, we have to use our Chinese."

Han Tian was so anxious that she wanted to vomit blood, but she still smiled and said with apologized: "Teacher Shan, you are right."

"Haha." Shan Liren put down the teacup, picked up the pen, signed the manuscript, "Take it and publish it."

He is an old fry who has been in the office for many years. A beautiful girl like Xiao Han cannot be bothered. Whether she is good to her or bad to her, keeping a distance and doing things in business is the right way.

Because if you are good to her, there will be rumors soon. If you are bad to her, maybe someone will jump up and lay mines for yourself.

Han Tian sighed in her heart, "Thank you, Teacher Shan."
Chapter completed!