"So you play tracking and find your home? What do you want? Burglary, robbery, murder and arson?!"
Wu Qian: "what does the little girl say about turning her face? She doesn't have any preparation at all.
It was... Quite sudden.
Just then, Jiang Xiaodi heard the noise and opened the door from inside, holding a spatula in his hand. His eyes fell on Jiang Fuyue. As soon as he came to his mouth, he caught a glimpse of another person. His small eyebrows closed tightly with the speed visible to the naked eye.
"How come it's you again?" he said angrily.
Obviously know Wu Qian.
"Hey, hey... Schoolmate Jiang, it's a coincidence that we meet again! How's your uncle's proposal considered last time? Do you want to be an online celebrity? You can make a lot of money!"
Jiang Xiaodi pursed his lips and didn't speak.
Jiang Fuyue's eyes flashed slightly and quietly blocked little brother Jiang behind her: "Mr. Wu, why don't we change a place to talk?"
Half an hour later, in a restaurant.
The large and long table made of two square tables is filled with large and small plates. The dishes are fresh and rich in materials.
Jiang Fuyue's sister and brother and Wu Qian were on one side, face-to-face, with a somewhat negotiating posture.
"Your order is complete, sir."
Wu Qian took out a pair of chopsticks, scalded them with hot tea, smiled and handed them to Jiang Chenxing: "eat, uncle's treat."
Jiang Chenxing didn't move, but turned to Jiang Fuyue. After she agreed, she took the chopsticks and said thanks.
Wu Qian couldn't help looking at the girl.
I believed three points in her previous sentence "I can decide small things".
"Little girl, you can eat too. You're welcome."
Jiang Fuyue smiled and nodded, but still didn't move her chopsticks: "Mr. Wu said he was the agent of Yimi brokerage company?"
"Yes!" Wu Qianzheng said. Although the little girl in front of him looked innocent, he didn't dare to despise it. He always felt that the other party's eyes could see through himself.
"Then why is there no relevant information about you on Yimi's official website?"
Wu Qian was stunned. His first reaction was not embarrassment or shame, but: "how do you know?"
When Jiang Fuyue came, she checked the information of "Yimi brokerage company" with her mobile phone.
Although the information obtained is uneven, after investigation and screening, some are still credible.
"Yes, in the information age," Wu Qian nodded. "You can check everything on the Internet."
Jiang Fuyue looked at him and waited for the following.
"Yes, my name is not on the official website, because I was transferred from assistant to agent two months ago."
"So you don't have a good anchor now, do you?" Jiang Fuyue hit the nail on the head.
Wu Qian smiled awkwardly.
Yimi is a local company specializing in "online Red incubation" in linhuai, which is not in line with star artists. Its main market is in the live broadcasting industry.
Because the word "net red" doesn't sound very good, in order to whitewash the table, we got the name of "brokerage company".
It sounds frightening. In fact, the scale is not large. At present, there are only four officially signed anchors, all of which are not very popular.
Wu Qian is 40 years old. The middle-aged crisis is coming. He used to work in another large-scale online red company, but he was forced to leave for some reasons.
He went to IMI seamlessly. He started as an assistant and worked hard for more than half a year before he became an agent again.
However, the company already has an agent who holds on to the only four anchors. He can't get people, and the bare pole commander can only clean the sand from the plain people in an attempt to dig good seedlings.
But reality is always more cruel than imagination. He has been busy for more than half a month. Don't say good seedlings. He didn't even dig a weed.
Seeing that the deadline is approaching, if he can't sign, he can only go back and continue to be a little assistant. Wu Qianxin is unwilling!
When he left the last company, he said he wanted to be the best broker in the online red industry. As a result
Until half a month ago, he brushed a "eat broadcast collection" in vibrato, and the little boy in the middle of a clip brightened his eyes.
The child can not only eat (just look at a pile of empty dishes in front of him), but also look beautiful.
Although the lens is far apart and the picture is not clear, Wu Qian has seen the potential of the little boy's fire with his old and spicy eyes.
Sure enough, within two days, the collection was moved to the microblog and hung on the hot search tail for a long time. The most comments are "my brother is cute", "my brother is cute" and "my brother kills me"
Because it appears in the form of a collection, and there is no follow-up marketing follow-up and publicity, although there is a certain amount of discussion, it is far from the extent of the fire.
But this made Wu Qian more determined to sign him.
Just imagine that barbaric growth can attract eyes like this. If it is guided, and then through professional promotion and operation, isn't red a matter of minutes?
Just do it. Wu Qian first found the co editor Po owner, asked the source of the other party's clip, and found the video photographer: an ordinary netizen.
She took this video while eating in a restaurant at the back door of Linnan No. 1 middle school. She felt that the little boy inside was too cute, so she contributed to the trill and was included by the producer of the combined video, which made the majority of netizens see it.
Wu Qian's key point: Linnan No. 1 middle school.
But in terms of size, boys are not like middle school students.
He watched the video again and again, trying to find more clues, and finally let him find the boy's school uniform of Hongguang primary school
The next step is the long squatting and waiting. Finally, Huangtian pays off his heart. He found it!
But the child was very alert and ignored no matter how close he approached.
Seeing the end of the quiz, people and children are all in the summer vacation. He hasn't made any progress here. However, he has to track each other's home and want to communicate directly with their children's parents. Maybe there is still a chance.
After all, those who live in this old-fashioned unit building should not be rich.
Children can make money to support their families, which is what parents want.
However, the development of things still deviated from the track. Wu Qian didn't see the child's parents, but his sister smashed a big green bag on the skull with an apple. At present, it still hurts. I don't know how hard it took
"That's all." Wu Qian realized that he had fallen behind and was too lazy to struggle any more. He wanted to know Jiang Fuyue and told him all the truth.
For his honesty, Jiang Fuyue was satisfied: "we will think about it."
"When can you give me an accurate answer?"
"Tomorrow."
"OK." Wu Qian appreciated her simplicity.
Just then, Jiang Chenxing was full. His sister and brother left, leaving a table full of empty dishes and waiting for Wu Qian to check out.
home-coming.
Jiang Fuyue sat on the sofa. Jiang Xiaodi stood in front of her, drooping his head like a withered little milk dog.
"Do you want to go?" without nonsense, Jiang Fuyue came straight to the point.