I heard you want to see the group leader's women's clothing?

"According to people familiar with the matter, Xinghan Group CEO Pei Ruhai fainted during the meeting the day before yesterday..."

Headline: Pei Ruhai, the person in charge of Xinghan, is terminally ill?Where will the hundreds of billions of property go!

"President Pei, Young Master Pei." The secretary held a stack of documents and reported to the two masters behind the desk, "The news is spreading too fast, and it can't be suppressed at all. The company's stock price has been falling since morning. And ..."

The secretary swallowed hard, "...and the Nangua platform under Xinghan got the news that those super popular contracted anchors heard that the chairman was ill, and there was no one to take over the company, so they were all making a fuss about terminating the contract."

Xinghan is one of the fastest-growing comprehensive enterprises in China, and every now and then it will take up a full page in the financial news.

According to the current trend, in a few years, Xinghan will definitely be able to hit the four oceans, kick the five continents, and break into the international market.

But at this juncture, the boss of the company has been delicate and weak all year round, and from time to time he has a headache and faints, which even made news headlines.

If Pei Ruhai vomits blood at the presentation next time, Xing Han will really die.

Pei Mu put his fingertips on Pei Ruhai's wrist, his face was very calm, as if he didn't hear the secretary's words, and didn't care if his company would go bankrupt.

He checked the pulse, took out a piece of printing paper, wrote down a few Chinese medicines with a pen and handed them to the assistant.

"Grab some medicine, three doses a day, and decoct in a slow fire."

The young man has a clear and lingering voice, which is clean and reveals an inherent nobility.

After Pei Mu explained, he didn't talk to Pei Ruhai anymore, straightened his sleeves, and flipped through the documents on the desk.

"You keep talking."

According to the news, Pei Ruhai's face was pale, and his arms and legs were intact.

It just looks like he is haunted by resentful ghosts, and his yang energy is not enough.

He waved his hand to signal the secretary to continue, then turned around and looked at his only son Pei Mu, "What's wrong with me?"

"I'm sick from overwork." Pei Mu raised his eyelids, and answered casually, apparently he didn't care about his father's illness, "Anyway, it's an old disease, and you don't want to rest, so what can you do if you know?"

Pei Ruhai smiled, "With you here, I can't die."

Pei Mu had already guessed what his father would say, so he glanced at him and returned to the document.

The teenagers dressed in a mature way, and the pure black paired blouse and wide-leg black cloth trousers look very elegant.

His black hair is fresh and docile. From the side view, his upper lip and the tip of his nose are in a line. The tails of his long eyelashes are slightly curled up, covering his starry eyes, full of the blessings of this world.

The prince is so good-looking that people want to call him. Even the 30-year-old aunt's heart beats faster if she takes a second look.

Not to mention that Pei Mu still has a gold-plated and diamond-encrusted family, which looks like Su Zhatian's setting of the future domineering president, and he really wants to have a vigorous year-end romance with him immediately.

The secretary clamped his legs, with a professional smile on his face, thinking——

The prince may be a human hormone machine, a walking gonadotropin, a major obstacle on the road of national family planning...

If he is willing to live broadcast, the female audience will definitely be licking the screen while spending money and swiping gifts...

She swallowed dryly, and opened the thumbnail of the Nangua platform live broadcast room on the computer.

"Look, the first-line anchors are all on strike now, and the whole Nangua is supported by the small anchors. In the past two years, Xinghan has spent a lot of money on Nangua. If the popular anchors leave..."

When Pei Ruhai listened, his face turned blue with anger, "I'm still hanging on half my life, they're going to revolt! If I really die..."

Pei Mu rolled his eyelids, waiting for him to continue.

Pei Ruhai hesitated for two seconds, then suppressed his emotions and said, "...Who said Xinghan didn't succeed?"

"Mr. Pei, please calm down!" The secretary quickly comforted him, fearing that he would faint again, "Young Master Pei used to live in a villa in the mountains. It's normal for outsiders not to know his existence. Besides, Young Master Pei is young..."

Even if you are dead right now, you can't sweep the world with just a child...

The secretary didn't dare to say such annoying words, so he could only think about it secretly.

Pei Ruhai was so angry that he didn't speak for a long time, his face was green and white.

After holding back for 2 minutes, he laughed angrily, "What's wrong with being young? If he wants to usurp the throne, I'll give him the position now."

Pei Mu put it aside instantly, "I don't want to."

Pei Mu just finished the college entrance examination two months ago, and this time he came to X City mainly to study at Yongyou University.

As a result, as soon as he arrived in this city, he was arrested and treated his father.

Due to the environment in which he grew up, Pei Mu didn't go around shouting 'my father is XX' like other rich second generations, and he didn't even show his face in public, so the media and company employees didn't know that Pei Ruhai had an only son.

No one knows how much of Xinghan's overall operations in recent years was made by Pei Muding.

The secretary didn't understand the deep meaning of the conversation, and just thought that the president was crazy after being ill for so long.

"If they make a fuss about terminating the contract, then agree. Ask the HR department to go according to the contract and get back all the liquidated damages." After reading the document, Pei Mu found a pen to sign Pei Ruhai's name, took out the official seal and stamped it on to the secretary.

The secretary was in a daze for a moment, not understanding why the prince, who had never expressed his opinion on the company's plight from the beginning to the end, started to approve the documents?

And this signature is exactly the same as the president's, it doesn't look like a high imitation at all.

When the prince was studying, he probably forged his parents' signatures a lot.

Pei Mu slowly turned to the screen, scanned the thumbnails of the major live broadcast rooms, and explained clearly.

"Let the operation department hold a meeting to increase the anchor's share to attract newcomers, and then support the new anchor from the platform to support traffic."

The secretary first glanced at Pei Ruhai, seeing that his attitude was as usual, and then tremblingly discussed with Pei Mu, "Pei...Master Pei, what we need to solve at the moment is not the salary issue, but that it will be difficult for us to choose from among them for a while. A newcomer who frantically swipes gifts."

"You can't choose, let the users choose." Pei Mu clicked into several live broadcast rooms, saw a few faces behind thick beauty filters, and began to be a little confused who was who.

It seems that it is nothing more than food, beauty makeup, games, cuteness...

It's all extremely routine live broadcast content, with exactly the same angle of beauty, so it's no wonder they can't support the audience traffic.

"The audience can only choose based on their popularity. But the most popular anchors are too busy to terminate the contract." The secretary's thoughts fell into an endless loop, and she sighed helplessly.

Just now she thought that the prince had a solution, but it seems that it is all fake.

Tiande Xinghan, it's better to think about where your next job will be.

"The popularity of the audience is linked to the quality of the live broadcast. The anchor has no external pressure to passively slow down, and it is normal to not be able to gather the popularity of the audience."

Pei Mu looked at her across the screen, "Let the planning department organize a selection contest."

secretary:! ! !

"Is it similar to Happy XX, super ○○?"

Putting the model of commercial talent show on the live broadcast platform? !

How could she not have thought of this kind of operation that can both be a gimmick and stimulate the quality of the live broadcast!

"What's that?" Pei Mu, who came from the mountains, had never heard of these two variety shows that revealed his age.

"...It's a talent show about your age." The secretary replied.

"Oh." Pei Mu replied casually, focusing on the computer.

He knew how Nangua was working, but it was the first time he had watched the live broadcast.

Pei Mu glanced at it for a few times, and felt very tired. It seemed that it was the same face dangling around, probably carved out by the same doctor.

He was about to close the window, when he suddenly saw a blue sky and white clouds among the thumbnails of the many makeups showing their faces.

A clear stream poured into the greasy thumbnail, Pei Mu moved his finger, and clicked on the live broadcast room of that 'Xiaoxi'.

The live broadcast room has just opened, and the audience is only in three digits.The camera is aimed at the sky, motionless, apparently forgotten.

After about half a minute, a pair of hands appeared in the camera.

The complexion is fair and rosy, the fingers are thin and thin, and the nails are neatly trimmed.

The number of viewers has jumped from three digits to four digits. Xiaoxi didn't speak, but waved her little hand, and she could see the clear palm prints.

For some reason, Pei Mu thought of the pink and tender meat pads of felines for a moment.

"Are you watching Xiaoxi's live broadcast?" Seeing him staring at the screen, the secretary quickly came over to explain, "Xiaoxi is the anchor with the best development momentum among the anchors signed in the past two months. It's a pity that his live broadcast subject matter is invincible and cold, and he hasn't shown his face yet. There are very few voices, so the platform executives think that there is not much room for him to rise, so they don't push hard."

"Hi everyone, I'm going to school." Xiaoxi's voice was very soft, with the childishness that hadn't come out of the boy in time.

He took a Rubik's Cube and put it in the camera. Pei Mu counted it. It was a seventh-order Rubik's Cube.

"The last few minutes of live broadcast before departure." After speaking, he twisted the Rubik's Cube under his hands.

Live broadcast to restore the seventh-order Rubik's Cube?

On the Nangua platform, which is dominated by food, games and cute girls, it is really unpopular.

No wonder the company said he couldn't be popular, this kind of performance should be the most powerful——

Before Pei Mu could finish his thoughts, he was attracted by the boy's performance in the live broadcast room.

The Rubik's Cube has assembled the lower three layers, and it is not a simple restoration, but a colorful heart.

The audience in the live broadcast room was close to five figures, and the comments on the side were swiping quickly, and many girls were howling——

- I actually understood the live broadcast today!

- I like this kind of casual teasing from me the most!Beautiful hand + high IQ boy with serious voice, so cute!

"Yes!" The secretary dug out Xiaoxi's contract information and put a copy in front of Pei Mu, "This anchor's real name is Xing Qi, and he just graduated from high school. Speaking of which, he is also from Yongyou University."

Pei Mu glanced at Xing Qi's personal files, and found that not only were they universities, but even their majors were the same.

There was a passport photo printed on the signing materials, and the printed pixels were extremely poor, but the eyes, nose and mouth could still be seen clearly.

With such good looks, if he is willing to show his face and pretend to be cute, he will definitely be no worse than a popular anchor.

On the screen, the boy has already assembled the Rubik's Cube into a six-faced heart.He put away the Rubik's Cube, bid farewell to the audience and quit the live broadcast.

The final picture was fixed on the big suitcase.

Really short...

"What does he usually broadcast live?" Pei Mu asked.

"The content of his live broadcast is very, very, very unpopular..." The secretary seemed to recall something, and painfully said three very, "so unpopular that every time he meets him live, all the staff of Nangua will not Go and see."

She once clicked into Xiaoxi's live broadcast room by mistake, but she watched it for three hours from beginning to end, and didn't understand a word!

I can't even understand the Chinese he speaks!

Pei Ruhai's mood stabilized a little, and he leaned over to look at the information in front of Pei Mu, and suddenly realized, "Oh, this kid. No one in Xinghan can understand his live broadcast."

Pei Mu was surprised but remained silent.

what's the situation?

The secretary nodded with a sad face, and explained to Pei Mu, "Xiaoxi signed the contract with his cousin. When signing the contract, he said that his brother's situation is special, and his personal consciousness is relatively slow, so he is not very good at expressing his emotional state."

Personal emotional bluntness, Pei Mu can understand.

In all fairness, he was not an emotional man himself.

"Then?"

"...However, the scope of knowledge is extremely profound." The secretary turned his head helplessly, thinking of his IQ that had been trampled countless times, "His live broadcast scope includes the simulation of star orbits in the universe, the simulation of the structure of high-carbon molecular organic matter, and the genetic helix Group micro-decomposition or something. And during the live broadcast, in most cases, more than five languages ​​will be used..."

"..."

What are these?I can't even understand.

No wonder it didn't get popular, Pei Mu finally realized what the words "I can finally understand" that had been brushed in the room just now meant.

"Today is probably the most down-to-earth of all his live broadcasts." The secretary added, "I hope this great god will come down from the sky soon and broadcast something that I can understand."