After all, Yang Han is a part of this family, and he still knows a little about Jixun.
She understands that business leaders in real life and domineering presidents who spend money on the world are not creatures.
When the idea of "Invite Han Shiyu to give a speech" blurted out, she didn't think too much. When she calmed down afterwards, she found that it was not very easy.
For the science and technology lecture, Han Shiyu has no gold content as an individual. What really matters is his identity as the president of Jixun. If he goes, he will represent the entire Jixun Technology Co., Ltd.
In this case, he can't make his own decisions rashly, and he needs to take into account many factors.
This is not a game of bragging rights.
Yang Han sat opposite Yang Mo and Han Shiyu. During a period of silence between the two, he nervously contracted the ten fingers on his knees and temporarily considered these issues.
It was Yang Han who broke the silence. She didn't have anything to say, so she acted willfully and said, "I... I want you to go."
Han Shiyu tapped his arm with his fingers, opened his lips to speak, but was intercepted by Yang Mo.
Yang Mo said: "The main planning student of this plan, is that you?"
Yang Han nodded: "Well."
Yang Mo suggested: "Actually, it may be possible to change the genre. Since it is a science and technology art festival, art can also be used."
"You can ask him to contact you with a few interesting million-dollar Vs." Yang Mo pointed at Han Shiyu and said, "For example, that Mu Liusu is much more popular than him."
This is also a feasible method, but Yang Hanla shrugged his head and whispered: "Today is the deadline for submitting the plan, and I have already submitted this plan..."
Yang Mo frowned and sighed: "You are cutting first and then playing."
"No, it can... Can be revoked," Yang Han quickly shook his head and said aggrievedly, "But... I thought you would agree."
If Yang Mo said no, the matter would have been half-hearted.
Yang Mo's next words choked.
On the one hand, Han Shiyu has been busy with business recently, and he will be flying back to the headquarters tomorrow. It is unknown when he will spare time. On the other hand, Han Shiyu needs to prepare himself, the company needs to make arrangements, how the media should deal with it, and contact the school and many other matters... In short, if he appears, all kinds of things will follow.
But all these things have been taken by this big-hearted president of Jixun.
"Small thing," Han Shiyu said, "When are you holding the Science and Art Festival?"
Yang Mo looked at Han Shiyu.
The small match in Yang Han's heart had already been extinguished and smoked, but when he heard this, it ignited again.
She excitedly said, "April 30."
Han Shiyu: "But there is one condition."
Yang Han's excitement suddenly braked.
At this moment, Han Shiyu, who is sitting in front of him, has the aura of a tyrannical boss. The corners of his mouth are raised 15 degrees in a disdainful atmosphere, and he lies on the sofa lavishly. Erlang's legs are naturally raised, and one hand is on Lean on the sofa.
Yang Han: "…"
She averted her eyes slightly, and told herself over and over again that no matter what Han Shiyu said next, she had to keep smiling.
Han Shiyu said: "If there is no threshold for inviting the president of Jixun, where will I put my face."
Yang Han: "Well..."
At this moment, Mr. Ba lacks a beautiful woman who can hug him, and he always feels that there is a lack of taste. Han Shiyu reached out to embrace Yang Mo's waist.
In the end, Yang Mo caught the criminal's hand on the spot, and his four fingers were folded back forcibly.
Yang Mo continued to listen to their conversation without changing his face.
Han Shiyu clutched his injured paw, and immediately lost all his aura, so he could only say seriously: "...I... give you 20 minutes to prepare, you can briefly stroke your plan and treat it as a bidding speech. Walk in front of me."
Yang Han: "Huh?"
Han Shiyu said: "I have to know what is in the planning book."
…
Han Shiyu came out of the bathroom, and Yang Mo was reading a book with the bedside lamp on.
The soft light softened his outline, and the drooping eyelashes were painted with night.
Han Shiyu was very happy, climbed onto the bed, and kissed Yang Mo's cheek.
Yang Mo put the book together and asked, "Are you really going?"
Han Shiyu smiled and said, "Didn't you see Yang Han's performance just now? It's not bad."
"It's a good performance," Yang Mo said, "I mean you, are you free, how can the company arrange it?"
"It's a coincidence." Han Shiyu said: "Isn't it a learning area that was used to promote interesting places, and we want to do a large-scale public welfare on campus that is linked with the first university and several colleges and universities."
He continued: "The plan is to set nine schools. Three primary schools, three high schools, and three high schools... A few have not been set."
Han Shiyu leaned back and sank into the soft pillow. He stretched out two hands and drew with a brush: "Look at the science and art festival of Xiaoyang School, it is very helpful for us to promote the concept of 'Internet + Education'. When she mentioned it to me yesterday , I actually have an idea."
Han Shiyu had already passed his high-spirited second year. Years of experience in the business have long made him develop the habit of careful planning and will not take any redundant steps.
Yang Mo thought he was acting out of emotion, so he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "If there is no such public welfare activity, and there is no previous preparation..."
Han Shiyu said lightly: "I will still go."
Yang Mo turned his head and looked at him.
"Stumbling and stumbling, I finally raised a cabbage," Han Shiyu said, "I can make her suffer from grievances again."
Yang Mo: "..."
"I thought you were a little more mature." He couldn't help but bend the corner of his mouth, and then he took a breath. He turned off the lamp and said, "It seems that I think too much."
Han Shiyu turned his head to the side, and the last glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. He said, "Senior, let's go together when the time comes. You look at me from the audience."
When he heard this title, Yang Mo's heart chords always trembled slightly, as if a butterfly with thin wings had landed on it, and his tentacles were dipped in the pollen from the past, and he was startled to realize that he was an old friend.
Yang Mo said: "Yes."
"I can find you at a glance." Han Shiyu said, "I lose with two eyes."
Yang Mo didn't like to care about children, so he said perfunctorily: "Oh, amazing."
…
Yang Han panicked all night.
All night, she wondered if there was a mistake in her speech in front of Han Shiyu, or if there was any repetition.
In the process, Han Shiyu, like a change of person, seriously and constantly raised some actual problems and asked her for solutions. Yang Han played to autism on the spot, and even thought for a while that her plan would definitely be cold, this was just to let her failure go through the process.
The next day, with dark circles under her eyes, she watched Mr. Jixun drag his suitcase into the car, and he pretended to say, "Go back and wait for the news."
Yang Han: "…"
…
A few days later.
Yang Han was called privately by the head teacher and said that their class plan had passed.
Someone from Jixun came to find the school to cooperate with, and took the completed plan - the share that Yang Han gave to Han Shiyu, which was changed a little by Han Shiyu himself and the professionals. But it only wrote the names of Yang Han and all the participants in the tenth grade of high school.
Only then did the audit teacher know that the plan that said to invite the president of Jixun was not a prank.
The head teacher was very surprised, and happily asked Yang Han how they did it.
Han Shiyu came to their school. Needless to say, the eyes of the student group, the lens of the whole society will focus on this.
The news is still in the confidential stage. However, all the planners of Class 10 who participated in the planning have the right to know.
Yang Han almost cried with excitement when he went back.
"Yang Han's Harem" and "Spiritual Boy Professional Team" cried out in the Chinese class when they heard the news.
"Why are you so happy," the language teacher asked, looking at the two "people as their name" groups who were afraid that the teacher would not be able to find out when they were discussing, "Are you going to choose a concubine to expand the harem?"
Language teacher: "It is the taboo of the country for the monarch to be insolent."
The whole class burst into laughter. The group of people couldn't care about the embarrassment, and the joy had not yet passed, so they mingled in laughter and smiled at each other.
Han Shiyu's purpose is very simple, to let Yang Han feel the happiness he strives for to the greatest extent. Han Lang did the same to him once.
That's how the original news came.
…
"The science and art festival project activity schedule that has just been released, the flea book market the day after tomorrow, has been rescheduled to eight to ten in the morning for the first half."
"I heard from senior sister and senior that there was no activity during this period of time. Did they all use it to make up for sleep..."
"Ah... Damn, I want to go early and sleep late again, and finally one day I don't have to run for sex at six o'clock! What are you doing when you are free later... "
"Sisters!! BREAKING NEWS!!!! Han Shiyu is coming to our school to give a speech - just after the flea book market!!!"
"Fuck."
"Fuck? True or false?!"
"It seems that Jixun's official Weibo blog has been posted before. For their 'Learning Sea and Interesting Place' activity, the first school they came to was us."
"God, what kind of luck are we having? How did we choose this place?"
"It was hired by a class planner. It seems to be the class who got involved in the sea and listened to the executives."
"Maybe because of this, Jixun knows that our little school is broken?"
"There will be a little bit, after all, this place was not famous before."
"Whose idea is it to plan for Jixundi, their class is too bold... I don't even dare to think about it, it's awesome!"
"I have to call my sister this time at the Science and Arts Festival. She calls herself the righteous Mrs. Han all day long."
"Hahahahaha."
…
Yang Han glanced at his watch.
Some media have already arrived, and the principal is also waiting here, chatting with a few students by the way. He was waiting outside the school's widest lecture hall, and a cordon was erected on the scene.
There are no fanatical fans here - Han Shiyu is considered a "commercial star", not a meal of popularity. Therefore, although his public attention is at the top of the list, his personal fan group stickiness is low, which is far from that of an entertainment star with a set of professional procedures.
But that leaves him with a lot of things.
Many students hurried over from the book market to join in the fun. In contrast, the market on the playground seemed cold. Students in school uniforms hold books and look into the distance.
The Fang family monk Xue finally came and said, "Bring it-"
Wearing an orange fisherman hat, Xu Jia couldn't wait to say, "Come here!"
Yang Han took the banner they sent, and handed it to Liu Zuoye behind him. Liu Zuoye took out his hand from his pocket to catch it.
Yang Han smiled and said: "As soon as I raise my hand, you will open the banner, Xiaoye, you drag this side, Fang's family, and give it to you there."
Liu Zuoye: "Well."
Fang Family: "Received."
Yang Han turned to the monitor and the classmates who came with him and said, "Don't forget it."
Shang Xue and the monitor gave her a confident OK at the same time.
This is part of their plan, and there will be students "warmly welcome" the arrival of the president of Jixun, which reflects the popularity and influence of this young man.
Anyway, there is such an irrelevant item in the plan. Han Shiyu didn't care much.
Because parents need to let students "self-claim" when entering the school. Because Yang Han was busy, he temporarily gave Yang Mo's father to Lu Yueming to claim it.
This is probably the only highlight moment when Han Shiyu was placed in front of Yang Mo in her daughter's heart.
Lu Yueming lived up to expectations and brought Yang Mo. Wearing a black mask, Yang Mo walked into the lecture hall when a car came.
The media were immediately ready, and the students were tensed up, staring at the car.
Han Shiyu got out of the car, and the students onlookers burst into cheers when they saw his face, and then applauded.
"My husband should be dreaming."
"God, I also wrote about him in my last composition, and I saw the real person today."
"Fuck, he's so handsome."
"Ah, President Han is alive."
Han Shiyu's suit was straight, and his bangs were combed up, finally looking like a CEO. He tidied up his clothes buttons and greeted the surroundings with a smile.
Yang Mo put his hands in his pockets and looked at the man surnamed Han who looked like a dog.
The shouts attracted the crowd, and the onlookers became a sea of people in an instant. The teacher maintained order by the side and said, "If you have nothing to watch, go back to the classroom to endorse, and there is still an hour before the event starts."
Yang Hanzai seemed to see the face that came to trouble Liu Zuoye that day in the crowd, but he didn't go and didn't have the intention to pay attention to the expression on it for the time being.
When Han Shiyu was about to reach the door, Yang Han, who had been prepared for a long time, gave an order, and the red banner was pulled open.
The eyes of Han Shiyu and the security guard who were shaking hands with the principal were inadvertently attracted.
The scene was silent for a second.
The banner above is designed with the most interesting and iconic barrage as the theme. The complex and orderly barrage is written in prominent golden characters: "See the king of the biosphere."
Shang Xue suddenly shouted: "Soon technology—"
The tenth class behind the high school immediately shouted collectively: "Dominate the earth—"
The student group is naturally very familiar with this stalk. In the confusion of the teacher and the security guard, the cheers and laughter reached a climax again.
Pressing the shutters one after another and shouting uniformly are the cards of the boss of Jixun: "See the king of the biosphere!"
One after another, incessantly.
Yang Han gave Han Shiyu a thumbs up.
Han Shiyu: "."