The president is always unhappy [Transmigration Book]

After all, Qian Tezhu had been in the business world for so many years, and his expression management lost control for a few seconds before he regained his composure. He turned on the screen and tapped his finger on it for a while, and smiled mysteriously at the young CEO.

"Boss, let's have some wine first, the right person you want will be here soon."

Jiang Che straightened his long legs resting on the tea table, squinted his eyes, "Half an hour."

Half an hour later, as expected, the door was pushed open again and 4 big men in women's clothing with different styles came in.

When Jiang Che heard the sound of the door opening, his squinted eyes slowly opened a slit.

The 4 people who came in all had delicate makeup on their faces, wearing wavy flaxen long wigs, or wearing knee-length skirts, or just a pair of ultra-short hot pants, showing long white legs underneath.

Tezhu Qian nodded in satisfaction. He had a good eye. The ones he picked were all slim-waisted and long-legged, so they didn't feel out of place when they dressed up as girls.

Jiang Che glanced at it, then closed his eyelids again, and leaned lazily and half-closed without interest.

Special assistant Qian stood by and peeked at Jiang Che from the corner of his eye.I saw him leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, not saying a word.

Obviously, he didn't like any of these people.

Qian Tezhu pretended not to see, but nodded at these young people, "Several, introduce yourself."

The first one was wearing a long skirt, raised his orchid fingers, and his voice was deliberately choked by him, "Two directors, I can act in everything, look at my figure..."

He twisted his hips on the spot and turned around: "It is especially suitable for playing ancient beauties."

After speaking, he gave Qian Tezhu a wink.

Qian Tezhu looked at his specially drawn eyeliner that turned up at the corners of his eyes, his artificial orchid fingers and his artificial voice, and his stomach was overwhelmed.If he hadn't seen all kinds of storms and waves, and encountered all kinds of monsters and ghosts in the past few years, he might have stretched his neck and vomited in place.

Special assistant Qian signaled him to back down, and then listened to several people one after another.

Damn, who are these people?If it's not sissy, or it's pretending to be aloof, or it's a secret flirt with no limit, it seems that there is really no normal one.

Not to mention that the boss was lying on the sofa indifferently, and didn't even bother to give him a look of dislike.

Even he himself can't bear it now.

After all the youths had dispersed, Jiang Che retracted his long legs, rubbed the base of his nose with two fingers of his right hand, and opened his cold eyes, "This is the one I want?"

Special Assistant Qian laughed embarrassingly: "Ha... ha... This must be a mistake, boss, let me make sure."

Special assistant Qian turned on the phone and poked the contact again.

[Didn't you say Mr. Bao is satisfied?Who are you looking for? ]

The other side quickly replied: [No, these are all the hottest types on my side, and they are all crazy. If it weren't for your face, brother, which round of these will be up? I'm the baby at the bottom of the box! ]

Special assistant Qian said that the three views are about to be refreshed: [Damn, who are they, the taste is so strong! ]

As soon as he said it, the person on the other side became unhappy: [Brother, I don’t agree with this, you said you want this type, and no one is weaker than anyone else. ]

Well, although the words are not good, it is indeed such a truth.

It is said that he likes beautiful girls with slender waists and plump waists. Straight men really can't understand the aesthetics of those who like women's clothing.

Jiang Che glanced at him indifferently: "What's the conclusion?"

Tezhu Qian put the phone away, and said in a low voice, "The conclusion is that you can't do it with a woman, and you can't do it with a man."

"Let me see, let me arrange for you to contact Madam..."

Jiang Che picked up his coat and walked out: "He...is not suitable."

Special Assistant Qian showed his signature smile: "Is it inappropriate again?"

It's not suitable for you to talk to someone... a scumbag.

Jiang Che frowned: "He may be the one who arranged it."

Regarding "that person", Tezhu Qian couldn't be more clear.

When it comes to conflicts within the wealthy family, the flame that Qian Tezhu originally wanted to match up was extinguished immediately, but he still remembered that when he was riding in the same car that day, the clean and clear eyes of the "madame" did not seem to be "helping the evildoers". people.

Special Assistant Qian hesitated for a moment: "Boss, since you have concerns, why don't I check?"

Jiang Che paused when he walked to the door: "Yes."

Qian Tezhu deliberately lagged behind him by a few steps, and complained in the back, "Awkward, arrogant, hard-spoken... If I had said so earlier, it would have been over, and I have been tossing for so long!"

Just after complaining, I heard a cold voice from the front, without any emotional ups and downs, "This month's bonus..."

Special Assistant Qian took a few steps forward, dog-leggedly said: "I was wrong, I'm cheap, boss, this bonus..."

Jiang Che: "It depends on your performance."

***

In the past few days, Song Yuanzhou has been frantically making up lessons for the anchor strategies sent by Hu Qi.

He never spoke off camera.

But he knows that the micro-expressions that he has never noticed in his daily life will be infinitely magnified in front of the camera.

So he painstakingly practiced expression management in front of the mirror for several days.

Each anchor's contract has a stipulated minimum monthly guarantee period. As newcomers who have only been a year old, their contracts are so strict that they are almost harsh.

Song Yuanzhou studied for two days, and every day, the background of the mobile phone would push the reminder of the remaining time of the anchor of the Q station robot.

Finally, after the robot tirelessly reminded him for 3 days, but he was still indifferent and did not go online, his Q station cooperation assistant finally couldn't help chatting with him in private.

Ah Qing: [Sweet sama, are you there? ]

Song Yuanzhou hasn't figured out how to start the live broadcast yet, so he plans to play dead to delay the reply.

This assistant is indeed a person who has experienced the fancy cuckoo of pigeon anchors for a long time, and his persistent urging is moving.

After that, Song Yuanzhou's mobile phone was reminded by a message every minute.

Ah Qing evolved from "Tiantian, are you there?" to "Are you there?" and finally became irritable to countless "?".

The anchor assistant probably never thought that there really is such a thick-skinned anchor who can ignore his long series of questions and persistently pretend to be dead.

Ah Qing: [Tiantian, there is still half of the time left for this month, but there is only one week left in this month, if you can't complete the time, you will be deducted the bonus~]

Deduction of bonus = deduction of money = no money!

How can that work.

Song Yuanzhou picked up his phone and replied with a smiling face: [I'm here. ]

This Ah Qing is also a vigorous and resolute person, and it’s no nonsense if he gets a person, so he directly sent the entrance links of the two events: [Sweet, this is a support event for new anchors that you signed up for last month, internal registration is required Click on the event page to declare again, during the event period, the top 5 anchors in terms of traffic and rewards will be trained by Q station's key newcomers, and there will be generous rewards and more homepage recommendation positions. ]

[In addition, I suggest that in order to increase visibility and obtain high rankings, you can also consider showing your face live. ]

? ? !

Is there too much information in a paragraph?

I go!

I have practiced facial expressions in front of the mirror for the past two days, and my face is stiff from smiling. Tell me now, I am riding a horse!live streaming!never!Never showed your face?

What?

No wonder he saw that his previous submissions usually only recorded the parts below the neck, and sometimes he accidentally cut the whole body, and he would add an emoji to cover it in the post-editing.

A faceless house dance anchor, but still has tens of thousands of fans.

Emeizing!

Song Yuanzhou followed the link and filled in his personal information. After the declaration, his avatar and voting button appeared on it. When the event officially started, viewers could click on the event page to vote and enter the anchor's personal homepage, so they could follow.

This event starts in 3 days.

In order to prevent himself from making a fool of himself in 3 days, he had to start preparing for the live broadcast today.

Before the broadcast at night, Song Yuanzhou was so nervous that his lips turned white and chapped. Fortunately, he didn't need to show his face, which also saved him from being unnatural when facing the camera.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, after all the preparations for the live broadcast are ready.

Song Yuanzhou took a deep breath, turned on the camera, adjusted the position of the camera to make sure that he only showed his collarbone and nice home clothes in front of the camera, and finally clicked on the live broadcast.

He started the live broadcast.The popularity column in the upper left corner of the live broadcast software has soared from the initial 100.The barrage chat box on the right keeps prompting XXX to enter the live broadcast room.

Gradually, the barrage became active.

Song Yuanzhou breathed a sigh of relief: "Hi, hello everyone!"

With the appearance of his voice, the barrage refreshed crazily visible to the naked eye.

[My gosh, who is this? !Ma Ma, the anchor you follow is finally online! ]

[Goddess Sweetheart, you are finally broadcasting live. If you don't have rough lines, I will fall in lovesickness. ]

[Sweet voice, what's going on today?Why does it sound a bit dumb?Do you have a cold? ]

Because Song Yuanzhou was too nervous, his voice almost frightened him to death.

He has a very clear and youthful voice, and when he speaks, he is clear and pleasant, but he is not feminine.But after the conversion of the microphone and the sound wave, the voice in the live broadcast will be more inclined to a clear female voice.

The following bullet screens are all concerned about where he has been these few days and whether he is sick.

He cleared his throat: "No, something has happened in the past few days. I'm not sick. Don't worry."

On the other side, the young president had just opened the file, halfway through processing, his eyes would always glance at the phone on the side from time to time.

In the mobile phone, Youqian Special Assistant helped to download and register the account of Q station.

Half an hour ago, the capable Special Assistant Qian had sorted out and handed over the investigation results about Song Yuanzhou to him.The thick folder contains text information and detailed explanations with photos.

Jiang Che clicked on the only follower on his account.

When I went in, I saw the exquisite white collarbone exposed in front of the camera at a glance.

The anchor on the screen is wearing a deep v-neck, and the scenery under his collarbone is faintly visible with his movements, which arouses infinite reverie.

Jiang Che's eyes deepened.

There are obviously many people who think the same as him.

[Damn, the goddess hasn't been seen for a few days, the camera is more sexy, is it swollen fat four? ]

[How to tease if you don't marry, ahhh, wsl...]

[This excellent collarbone!Let's see if my color is okay! ]

[I'll go, the neck is so beautiful, I don't know the whole body... think... day]

With a dark face, Jiang Che took a focused look at the ID of that day.

Marry me sweetly.

Probably in order to attract Song Yuanzhou's attention, "Tian Tian Marry Me" posted a lot of bullet screens in succession, and also sent a gift of [-] yuan full-frequency broadcast notification.

A large number of viewers followed the gift reward link, and the popularity of the live broadcast in the upper left corner soared from 10,000+ to 50.

Song Yuanzhou knew that when a boss gave a gift, the anchor needed to express his gratitude.

So imitating the method taught by Hu Qi, I compared a heart with my hands, "Thank you for 'Sweet Marriage...', thank you for the gift, thank you..."

After Song Yuanzhou finished speaking, the boss swiped his screen with gifts excitedly.

Those who came in through the broadcast or the fans who were in the live broadcast room all swiped "Big brother 666, kneel down to the big guy", and were also overwhelmed by the news of the gift.

Jiang Che frowned and switched the interface to WeChat: [How to send gifts? ]

[You come to the office. ]

Tezhu Qian had just finished sorting out the materials, and was so tired that he dozed off on the table. When he saw this news, he sat up startled in a dying dream.

!!!

Special Assistant Qian: [Boss, do you want krypton gold? ]