[tb123067: Two dollars a set, why don't you grab it?]
This hot comment quickly got tens of thousands of likes.
Chen Zhan himself responded: This is the sound that can make the audience cry at the scene.
With the picture, please come to the moment when the navy left two lines of clear tears.
When a person is black to the extreme, there is no room for those who want to be black.
In less than five minutes, the wind comment was transformed:
[Jiu Niu Lantern Festival: My fellow Taoists are sorry! Unable to hold my curiosity, I just went to listen to an episode.]
[Da Hekan: You are not alone. I admire the author! I was able to read the whole chapter with emotional ups and downs.]
[tb12307: md, I didn't control it! I accidentally bought six episodes.]
It's not just netizens who are listening.
"That rich and powerful son-in-law, apart from having money and good looks, how can he beat me... Love is so blind that she can't see me!"
The voices on the channel are articulated clearly and full of eager emotion.
Yin Ronglan laughed and shook his head after listening to the two episodes.
"Confessions" has entered the charging chapter. Chen Zhan only said that he does not rely on code words to make money. In fact, there are many loopholes in this sentence. For example, if readers give rewards alone, they can also be classified as other income.
The staff in the company told him that friendship must be paid to each other, and Yin Ronglan even prepared a large amount of rewards to fulfill the other party's wish, so that Chen Zhan could win the game steadily.
Unfortunately, that person didn't need this opportunity at all.
When the subordinate entered the office, the door was ajar, and he reached out and knocked twice.
"Come in."
As soon as the door was opened, another completely different voice was heard.
The subordinate was startled... Isn't this listening to "Confessions"
Since the last time his boss caught up with the crew, he had been thinking about it. Now, seeing with his own eyes, this high-ranking president is really trying to make friends other than business cooperation.
-horrible.
When Yin Ronglan saw the contract in his hand, he didn't ask about the business right away, but instead said, "How is the division of NJ Star's listening channel calculated?"
Subordinate: "Wait a minute."
In less than two minutes, he completed the query: "The website takes 20%."
After a day of fermentation, "Confessions" has long since reached the top of the rankings, with 90,000 downloads in a single episode on mobile, and the income that can be obtained is much higher than the 75,000 originally proposed by Chen Zhan.
Needless to say, the opponent has already won the gamble this time.
Thinking of this, he sighed softly: "The business acumen is top-notch."
Since he is the president's friend, he naturally has to blow his mind. The subordinates seized the opportunity and echoed: "Few people are not limited to one aspect, and they can make money from various channels with a little traffic at the beginning."
"He is indeed very powerful." Yin Ronglan said: "The flexibility even surpasses me."
After a moment of silence: "Compared with him, I will only open a company and follow the same sales model day after day."
"… "
The subordinates do their best to stop the eyelids from beating... Yes, the sales of hundreds of billions a year can make you aggrieved.
Fortunately, Yin Ronglan had no intention of talking more about this issue, so he returned his attention to the contract and began to deal with the business.
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The income of listening to the book channel even exceeded the income of writing articles, Chen Zhan couldn't help but be slightly startled when he saw it. On second thought, some people are too lazy to read the text, and listening to the book can just satisfy them.
"System, what is my current whitening value?"
[System: 1080.]
After giving the answer, not a word was said.
This is again different from the previous system.
Chen Zhan frowned: "Is it changed?"
[System: Change of system refers to changing from one system to another. The vocabulary was recorded in the twenty-three years of Tianyuan.]
The sound is not the usual agility, the same mechanical sound.
"You are a little strange," Chen Zhan frowned: "What happened?"
[System: Big things have been reduced to small things.]
I asked a few questions one after another, and all I got were the answers that were wrong. Chen Zhan gradually realized something... This is taking advantage of his unpreparedness to skip work.
As expected, the system secretly returned to his hometown several days ago, thinking that Chen Zhan hardly uses the system in his daily life, so he should not be discovered.
It also takes an on-hook mode, just in case.
After a moment of silence, Chen Zhan did not show any dissatisfaction, but just left a note on the small notebook where he usually wrote down materials.
Seeing that it was still early, I took my hat and went to the nearby trade city to buy a lot of fabrics and needles.
When he reappeared at the door of the unit in grosgrain, like a Persian merchant in a history book, it was already two hours later. Holding the cloth piled high on a hill, I vaguely saw a figure in front of me.
"Please let it go."
Instead of moving, the man took part of the fabric from his hand.
Without the obstruction of sight, Chen Zhan saw the person coming: "Mr. Yin?"
Yin Ronglan: "Don't call it so lively, just call your name."
Climbing up and looking for the key, he asked, "When did you come?"
"Not long."
Chen Zhan knew a little about him, and it didn't take long for him to represent at least ten minutes: "It's so cold, why don't you go to the opposite door and sit for a while?"
"The old man went to the junkyard."
After entering the door to unload the goods, Chen Zhan sighed in relief, and the pain in his arm was instantly relieved.
Looking at the colorful fabric, Yin Ronglan's eyes were a little complicated: "Use it for manual work?"
Chen Zhan folded his arms and smiled slightly, and made a gesture of invitation for a while.
The ends of the threads were tangled together like a cat-like hairball. Chen Zhan pulled out a box of cotton wool from under the bed, and the originally clean room instantly became messy. He started work in an orderly manner, and threw a ball of thread to Yin Ronglan: "Thread the needle."
Unexpectedly, Yin Ronglan pierced the needle very quickly, received his incredible gaze, and explained, "I used to do it occasionally."
Only then did Chen Zhan remember that the person in front of him also lived a hard life.
As the sun sets and the lights turn on, the warm light hits Chen Zhan, and his eyes are full of seriousness.
Yin Ronglan couldn't help looking at it for a while, and whispered: "Looking at you like this, it reminds me of a sentence."
Chen Zhan neatly sewed the doll's facial features, and naturally replied: "Mother's hand thread, wandering child's top."
"… "
Taking the scissors to dispose of the thread, Chen Zhan looked up at him: "Normal people will want to write this poem."
The verse seems to have a magical nature. When Yin Ronglan looked at him again, he actually saw such a maternal brilliance under the soft lighting effect.
Chen Zhan stopped: "By the way, what did you want to say?"
"… forget."
In the next time, Chen Zhan seriously told him how to sew.
Yin Ronglan was very savvy. After he understood it roughly, he said, "More than a hundred, at least half a month."
Chen Zhan: "It's okay, the sewing machine I bought will arrive in two days."
The words were insipid, unable to hear the truth or falsehood.
Until the eyes met, Yin Ronglan's eyelids twitched in the silence. He did not expect that after many years of success, he would have to learn to step on a sewing machine.
As time passed in silence, Chen Zhan gradually felt a little sour in his eyes, put down what he was doing, leaned on the edge of the bed and raised his head to prepare to squint for a while. When he became conscious again, it was because there was a slight warmth on his face. Lazily raising his eyelids, he realized that the sky was already bright, and the sun slanted in, covering most of his body.
Yin Ronglan was lying on the opposite side, and the amulet temporarily acted as a pillow.
At this moment, the person has slowly woken up, and after seeing the time, he pressed the temple. The tedious contract processing is nothing compared to sewing dolls.
The feeling of fasting is not good, Chen Zhan is going to order a takeaway and ask him if he needs it.
Yin Ronglan shook her head and expressed her separation: "I still have something to do."
Chen Zhan sent him to the door: "You can come anytime when you have time."
Yin Ronglan nodded.
Chen Zhan called a taxi for help, and when he got in the car, he waved his hand and said, "I and the remaining fifty-five dolls will always be waiting for you."
The temperature finally rose a little bit, and both the taxi driver and Yin Ronglan felt some coolness that was only available in the early morning.
Waiting for the car to drive a distance, Yin Ronglan received a message from Chen Zhanfa: The gambling contract is a gambling contract, and I will pay for the manual fee.
There were some happy emotions in his eyes, and after making the call, his eyes returned to calm.
"Mr. Yin." The voice on the other end was very energetic.
Yin Ronglan: "I may arrive at the company later, you ask Xiao Zhao to pick me up."
The exhaustion was relieved after returning home to take a shower, changed into a suit, sat on the sofa and looked at the empty room, as if watching a huge deep-sea whirlpool.
After the subordinate arrived, he rang the doorbell twice at the door before calling his attention back.
"Mr. Yin, good morning." Young people are always willing to show their energetic side to their bosses.
Yin Ronglan returned to normal and responded, "Good morning."
After getting in the car, the subordinate noticed that the boss was slightly tired, and took the initiative to open the topic: "You haven't rested well?"
Yin Ronglan: "I was with a friend last night, and I didn't sleep much."
Speaking of which, the tone seemed a lot easier.
Subordinates have long summed up a set of procedures for the boss to make friends: pretending to be poor → sympathetic → generally casting a net to increase time together → closing the net.
Thinking about it this way, it's quite similar to falling in love and chasing people.
Shaking his head to shake off the terrifying thoughts, speculating about the other party's mood, his subordinates flattered: "It's really not easy to meet one or two friends who are good friends."
Yin Ronglan looked out the window and was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "Do you think he will also feel that he has a relationship with me?"
The subordinate tightened his body and said with a stiff smile, "Of course."
After hearing this, Yin Ronglan did not reveal the happy mood as he expected. The subordinate sighed softly, sighing that the boss's thoughts were hard to guess.
There was a lot of traffic outside the window, Yin Ronglan folded his hands in front of him at will, and rationally analyzed Chen Zhan's actions.
In the eyes of the other party, he is a poor friend who is not doing a proper job, and Chen Zhan has mentioned the concept of mutual wealth several times. Among so many things that can be used to make a bet, I choose manual work.
Starting from the above ideas, it is more like wanting to master a skill, and even if you fail, you can also help through manual fees.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he speculated about Chen Zhan's true purpose—
Oh, it turns out that he is helping the poor.
The author has something to say: Chen Zhan: Our slogan is... Common prosperity!
Yin Ronglan (looks at the innumerable numbers in the passbook): ... Just be happy.