This program is called Perspective Weekend. It is an online recording and broadcasting program. The content is relatively complex, social hotspots, cultural customs, and celebrity gossip. Basically, the audience can interview whatever they want to watch. The producer and host is a former TV station celebrity. He quit his iron job and started his own online program. He is very popular with his sharp questioning method.
The introduction of a semi-advertising company like Gao Yusheng theoretically requires sponsorship fees for the program team. But because of Mr. Gao's own appearance, legend and personal reasons, not only did he not charge him, he also gave Gao Yusheng a thousand yuan for his appearance.
Zhai Chen stood at the studio door with his arms folded, waiting for Gao Yusheng, who was still chatting with the producer after recording the show. Of course, it was mainly the idle famous gentleman who was talking, and Mr. Gao, who had already memorized the speech, had nothing to say.
"The two of you, please, go to the dressing room to prepare first." The staff led a middle-aged couple in and went straight to the dressing room.
"Does your show have a high rating?" The middle-aged man's voice came over, and Zhai Chen looked up instantly. The familiar back and the clothes that had not been changed were Li Ting's parents!
The planning sister hurried over with a red envelope filled with tickets, but was stopped by Zhai Chen, and pointed at Li Ting's parents with her chin: "Isn't your producer related to Gao Yusheng, why are you still inviting those two people?" Bian Gang tried his best to praise the company's image, and there was crying, making trouble, hanging himself, and scolding the unscrupulous company, and he didn't know who he was going to hit in the face.
"This..." The plan was very embarrassing.
"Whoever wants to interview who is interviewing who, this is not my company." Gao Yusheng suddenly appeared from behind and took away his bodyguard who kept asking questions.
Zhai Chen looked at Mr. Gao with sympathy, this law-abiding president, he did not bribe the program team, nor sought revenge from underworld forces, but the second generation of real money and silver was bullied by petty citizens with no culture, which was pitiful. .
"What's wrong?" Gao Yusheng felt that his eyes were strange.
"It's nothing, it's hard to record the show, let's go, brother will buy you ice cream." The sudden surge of love for the cub made Zhai Chen couldn't help but want to buy him something delicious.
"… what?"
Perspective Weekend is a recorded program, and it will be broadcast one week after the recording. Before Mr. Gao could show his company image, the various interviews of the old couple were already online.
The old couple who didn't understand the law called out the company's name directly in front of the camera: "Punctuation Map is a black-hearted workshop, and my daughter was forced to death by them, and she still refuses to admit it." According to Li Ting's parents' theory, the police delayed Ken admitted that he committed suicide because the police colluded with the capitalists.
"The main reason for saying it was murder is to defraud the insurance company. The insurance premium won't be given to us either. Have pity on my daughter."
Those WeChat chat pictures were posted over and over again, and a bunch of "informed people" appeared out of nowhere, commenting under each interview.
[User 123: I used to work at Punctuation. It was a scam company with few employees. It copied foreign maps and was full of loopholes. In order to plug the loopholes, I worked overtime every day. After three months of work, I quit my job.]
[Long eyes on the soles of the feet: Yes, I work in the Fortune Building, and every time I can see their company lights on in the middle of the night, it's super scary.]
[Justice: This kind of garbage company, plagiarizing and squeezing employees, uninstall the punctuation map today.]
[User 456: Yes, uninstall it immediately, not Chinese!]
Occasionally, there are doubts that the police can't find trouble to change "suicide" to "homicide", and they are also suppressed by countless naval forces. The punctuation map was suddenly pushed to the forefront of public opinion, and campaigns against punctuation were launched on the Internet, and they all wanted to uninstall the punctuation map to extend the life of the employees.
Secretary Zheng ran in sweating profusely: "Mr. Gao, there have been a lot of negative reviews on the IOS platform, and our four-and-a-half-star rating dropped to three-star in one day."
"Swipe it back tomorrow." Gao Yusheng continued to type on the keyboard expressionlessly.
Secretary Hao walked over without moving and pushed his glasses: "Jin Nan Capital notified the delay of the financing progress, saying that they need to think about it again, and the email has been forwarded to you."
"What!" Secretary Zheng almost jumped up, "Jinnan Capital! How does that work?" Punctuation Map is in the middle of its B round of financing. Jinnan Capital is the largest investor, and it has already reached the final stage. "Postpone" is as simple as that.
Gao Yusheng glanced at the email: "Let them send an official letter."
"Okay." Hao Xueli complied and turned around to deal with it.
Zheng Jing was so anxious that he almost hit a thread on his ass and jumped into the sky: "What time is this, why are you not in a hurry at all. If we can't get new financing this month, the big project we will launch next will be Stillborn. Right now, the 'find point' project is completely burning money, and we'll see the bottom in half a month... This must be done by the 'Yun Family' map, we have to fight back!"
"Yo, Secretary Zheng, what's the matter?" Zhai Chen, who came to pick up Gao Yusheng from get off work, opened the door and saw Secretary Zheng's face turning red and pale, and asked with concern, "Is the fire up to the end of the tail?"
Seeing Zhai Chen, who doesn't think it's a big deal, Secretary Zheng's expression became even more bitter: "If we can't think of a solution, the company can't run, and our President Gao has to go home and inherit hundreds of millions of properties."
"... That's quite urgent." Zhai Chen nodded solemnly and snapped his fingers at Gao Yusheng, indicating that it was time for him to go home.
Gao Yusheng looked up at him, and quickly turned off the computer after replying to the last email. At the critical moment of the public relations crisis, Mr. Gao still insisted on commuting to and from get off work on time.
That night, there was a sudden posting on the local anonymous forum:
[I heard that the dead female white-collar worker was sacrificed by a cult. Said that there was such a thing last year, and it was treated as suicide.]
The sensational headline quickly attracted a lot of attention. The poster posted a picture of Li Ting's death scene circulating on the Internet, and another photo of a suicide news from last year. It is quite certain that this is a sacrifice, used by a certain cult to sacrifice to heaven, and there is no reason to find someone randomly.
[The incident last year was originally treated as suicide. However, there have been more than one such cases recently, and the city has only paid attention to it. Now, as long as it is a bizarre suicide, it will be immediately transferred to the city bureau, and it will not stop at the grass-roots police station. The parents of this girl, they are afraid that they are also controlled by the cult, so they will come out to bite the company]
The so-called good things do not go out and bad things travel thousands of miles, and the more bizarre the news, the faster it spreads. In less than three hours, Zhai Chen read the news in his circle of friends.
[Old Cui of Duck Neck Store: Emergency spread. Several recent suicide cases were sacrificed by cults. Women aged 18-35 were selected. Please be careful. Women who live alone should not go out at night. ] The accompanying picture is a picture of Li Ting's parents crying, and there is a picture of a cult sacrifice in which movie I don't know.
Fang Chuyang had not returned home, and Zhai Chen had no one to talk to, so he shared it with Mr. Gao.
Over there, Gao Yusheng was busy in front of the workbench, when the cell phone specially used to deal with Yuan Xiaoai rang.
[Yuan Xiaoai: Are you asleep?]
Gao Yusheng glanced at the time. It was 23:30. In theory, as a young man, he shouldn't sleep. The news has to be returned. He picked up the phone he usually used and asked Siri: "How do I answer the question 'Are you asleep' when asked by a woman?"
Siri lights up:
[Do you need to keep in touch with her or do you want to be ruthless and let her give up.]
Gao Yusheng frowned, obviously not being ruthless: "Keep in touch."
So Siri gave an example, just when Zhai Chen sent a message, Mr. Gao, who was confused for a while, directly copied and pasted it and sent it out.
[I was sleeping, but I woke up immediately when I saw your news.]
Finding that the wrong person sent it, Gao Yusheng quickly retracted it, but it was too late. Because it was answered in seconds, Zhai Chen, who was typing on his mobile phone, saw it without a word.
When Mr. Gao suddenly flashed his waist, Zhai Chen watched the guy hurriedly withdraw without pretending not to see it, and quickly gave Mr. Gao an enthusiastic reply:
[yooooo~]