content,
Yan Jin in the audience touched his chin, thinking that this was really a surprise.
Nan Chan on the stage stuck out her tongue, secretly thinking that she accidentally slipped it off.
"What is the situation, how could such a score be judged!"
"Contact that designer, quickly, immediately!"
"Who is this, Mr. Mystery? I've never heard of it!"
"The organizer didn't give an explanation? What do you mean?"
Mess up, mess up, all mess up.
Designers who have never heard of it, personal works that overwhelm all corporate works, and represent the ranking of the first booth.
The only few people in the auditorium who knew a little bit about the situation were probably a small number of people from yl and si.
This does not include Zhou Jinrong, the president of Si.
"What about the organizer, what do you mean?" Zhou Jinrong was almost the one who reacted the most. After all, as soon as the ranking came out, their si booth just happened to be squeezed to the eleventh place.
Judging from the ranking, it is only one place behind, but the booth is much worse!
No one paid attention to the scoring of the last two works, and the entire auditorium was still in a state of chaos until all the scoring was over.
The organizer urgently announced that there was a problem with the scoring. After the internal evaluation, corresponding adjustments will be made. Now it is time for the dinner, and the final result will be announced after the dinner.
Yan Jin, who was watching the show all the time, in the midst of this huge chaos, the first thing she did was neither to contact the fish and the hamster, nor to tell the secretary and the director about the booth, but—
Pull out the SIM card.
His mobile phone is dual-card dual-standby. When Yu and Hamster couldn't contribute at the same time, they said it was inconvenient to write their own mobile phone number, so Yan Jin told him the one that was not commonly used.
Fortunately, his memory is excellent, and he didn't forget about this matter. If he pulled out the card one minute later, his phone would probably be blown up.
Yan Jin was well-prepared. Seeing the mess underneath, she sat on the Diaoyutai by herself.
Thus, the unlucky person became Xiao Yu. He never expected that those who couldn't get through to the designer would immediately turn to QQ to harass.
Xiao Yu, who hadn't grasped the development of the situation at all, was unprepared to receive the bombardment of hundreds of friend requests, and in an instant, QQ couldn't move.
There was no other way, so Xiao Yu had no choice but to close QQ and reopen it. Fortunately, the friend application was still there, but QQ could be moved.
Xiao Yu turned on the mode of refusing to add friends, and then clicked on the gray ss dialog box.
Can't have both fish and hamsters: what's going on
Gray and white ss: photo.jpg.
Gray ss: Stand hands.jpg.
This photo was taken from the dimly lit auditorium to the stage. It's a bit unclear, but the point is clear—
On the electronic screen in the center of the booth, the scores of all the works were displayed, and the designer named mr.mystery ranked first.
Huh? Xiao Yu was puzzled.
Although it is said that the high score makes him very happy, this is too exaggerated.
What is the concept of personal works overwhelming all corporate works? Xiao Yu thinks he is a top designer, but after all, he does not have the support of the team now, and his painters are limited.
In addition, the name mr.mystery is still a relatively unknown rookie in the circle, so there should be no way to gain the support of those seniors, right
Xiao Yu remembered very clearly that in his previous life, the works of this mysterious designer were not ranked first.
Just when Xiao Yu was puzzled, Yan Jin sent another message.
Gray ss: If one of the guests came to make trouble, this would be the result.
You can't have both fish and hamsters: ?
Gray ss: The first is absolutely impossible. It is impossible for the two leaders of City H to release this ranking. It would be a hot potato if it were to be released. Internal discussions have already begun.
After saying this, Xiao Yu understood.
It is estimated that this ranking will have to drop.
In the previous life, Xiao Yu went to the autumn conference in person. At that time, there were no such twists and turns, and the work of the mysterious designer was only the third place.
Of course, this is also a comparative statement. In the autumn press conference, it is a great thing for a personal work to be ranked in the top three.
It was the amazing performance of Ragnarok this time that made the mysterious designer appear in front of the public with an extremely high-profile attitude.
You can't have both fish and hamsters: don't worry, the ranking will definitely drop, you can't just say no to this booth.
Gray ss: ...
Yan Jin didn't know how to reply.
Now it is obviously a seller's market, but the seller is still eager to back him up.
Could it be that the statement about color control is true? Or is this a new type of pursuit
Yan Jin was a little puzzled.
The dinner for the autumn conference was very sumptuous, with five-star chefs in charge, a delicious buffet with all kinds of expensive ingredients, and even a symphony orchestra playing soothing music to increase the appetite of the guests.
However, today's night is doomed to depression.
Almost half of the guests disappeared without a trace after the scoring, and the other half remained in the banquet hall, each of them became more and more restless.
Food and music couldn't arouse their interest at all, and everyone's attention was focused on the blockbuster my.mystery.
Employees of the big cliques ran in and out to deliver the latest news, while the remaining cliques who clearly knew they couldn't join the fight huddled together and guessed who that my.mystery was.
Of course, Yan Jin was not included.
He's leaning against the wall, happily teasing his hamster.
Gray ss: Did you bully Chugo
Xiaoyu: Huh, of course, are you angry
Gray ss: Well done, keep up the good work.
In the past, Yan's Yan Jin, who seldom appeared at this kind of gathering, was always the target of crowds watching and making friends, but this time, because of the mysterious designer who couldn't be contacted anyway, Yan Jin was relieved.
What a surprise (x2).
Not far away, Secretary Fang walked towards Yan Jin under the expectant eyes of everyone in yl. She calmed down first, and then said: "Mr. Yan, is that mysterious designer..."
The last time they competed with si for an order, this mr.mystery appeared once, so they all had a kind of expectation that Mr. Yan might be able to contact this master.
"Well, no matter what the final result is, the booth has already been taken, and the contract is in my bag, you go and get it." Yan Jin replied absent-mindedly without raising her head.
Secretary Fang was dumbfounded.
contract? What contract? Even have a contract? When was the contract signed
Even though the brain had stopped functioning, the body's actions were not affected at all. Secretary Fang ran out of the banquet hall stepping on seven-inch gauguin shoes, along with all the staff of yl.
In the lounge, she took out the heavy contract with trembling hands, and read it word by word. Every agreement on it made her feel dizzy.
Booth transfer letter, and still free transfer
In addition to authorship, all other copyright authorization
This is equivalent to selling their entire net worth to yl, without even asking for a selling fee.
Secretary Fang really couldn't figure out where the idiot came from to sign such a robbery contract.
(Xiao Yu in the distance: Ha chirp, chirp.)
If Party A hadn't been Boss Yan, she might have helped this idiot sue Party A for fraud.
"Fuck, is this all right?"
"Boss Yan is too strong, it's a robbery."
"My God, Mr. Yan can come alone, what else do we need?"
"The meaning of my life is to call wildly for Mr. Yan."
The contract was circulated in the hands of yl's employees, causing a burst of madness wherever it went.
Secretary Fang thought a little further than this group of demented people.
Yan Jin's bag had been left untouched in the lounge before three o'clock, which meant that Yan Jin had already obtained the contract before the result came out.
What's even more frightening is that Secretary Fang has a clear picture of Yan Jin's itinerary for the past two days, and she has never signed any contract. Just got it!
God, could it be said that Mr. Yan has already seen that this personal work will get a very high ranking, so he acted first
Secretary Fang couldn't help admiring her.
In fact, Secretary Fang's guess was a bit conservative. This contract was actually signed by Yan Jin before Ragnarok began.
At that time, he handled the matter completely smoothly, and he never expected that the contract would be useful. As for the free transfer, it was not Yan Jin's intentional trouble, but mainly because the fish and the hamster couldn't have both. She refuses to disclose any private information. Taking money from the company under such unclear circumstances is like corruption. In order to avoid trouble, Yan Jin simply wrote it as free of charge.
Besides, the first booth of the autumn conference plus the copyright of the entries only sold for one million or something... Now Yan Jin really dare not write up.
Yan Jin never imagined that this miraculous amount of money that even the recipient didn't know whose name it was, would turn into "stolen money" and return to his pocket in the end.
Secretary Fang looked at the inscription and signature on the last page, no matter how familiar it looked, she finally saw the ID card and realized that she knew this person. The famous second-generation ancestor is a mixed-race child who obeys Yan Jin regardless of anyone. He originally settled abroad, but later he followed Yan Jin back to the country eagerly. It was like a cowhide plaster. He brought his new girlfriend to Yan Jin two days ago. Jin showed off, but was stopped by Yan Jin and signed a lot of contracts.
Not knowing why, the second generation ancestor obediently signed all the contracts, and then, before this single-minded person understood why he came today, Yan Jin "invited" him out of the president's office on the grounds that he was busy with business.
... So, you need to be cautious when making friends.
At that time, Secretary Fang hadn't noticed anything signed by the second generation ancestor, and it was only at this moment that he finally understood the in-and-out relationship, and once again admired Mr. Yan's "foresight and foresight".
Then, another question arises... When did the second ancestor come to the company
Secretary Fang didn't dare to think about it anymore, and she felt that she was going to kneel down to Yan Jin.
However, at first glance, this person looked like the vest that Yan Jin had found, just like the last time he found a few young designers who had just joined the job and called it a mysterious designer team. There are quite a few people I know in the second-generation ancestor circle—not the design circle, but the entertainment circle.
Oh this thing...
Secretary Fang, dumbfounded, took the contract and went to the organizer to deal with it.
Yan Jin has done things to this point, and the rest are all small details. Secretary Fang feels that she can handle it completely, so she declines the company of the design director and a group of people who don't mind the excitement.
The employees who didn't think they had too much to do walked sideways back to the dinner hall.
Having such a tyrannical, cool and flamboyant president really makes the employees feel pain and happiness.
In a corner of the banquet hall, Zhou Jinrong was mad at his subordinates.
"I haven't contacted anyone yet? Do you eat dry food?"
"Sorry Mr. Zhou, we..."
"Is an apology useful? What are you still doing here, hurry up and find someone!"
The people who were most affected by this accident were their si. Even if there was a downgrade in the future, as long as this outstanding personal work was not kicked out of the top ten, their si would not be able to get an ideal booth.
Seeing Yan Jin who was leisurely at the side, Zhou Jinrong, who was burning with anger, seemed to have found an outlet, and walked over.