What to do if you have a crush on Party A

Here, for the operation accident caused by Lingniao, Ming Zhen’s solution mentioned that the service fee can be waived for live broadcasting. Now that e-commerce live broadcasts are in full swing, Mai Wenche is about to try the water, so he does not hesitate. The compensation plan was selected for live broadcast.

Over there, the materials for the trial feed ads were quickly adjusted, and Lingniao quickly built up the advertising matrix, and the effect was clearly reflected in the sales.The conversion data is good, and with the steady increase in sales day by day, Mak Wenche is still prepared to increase his budget.

Earlier, Mai Wenche asked Ming Zhen for a material shooting plan. The purpose was to let him follow the operation with one shooting, and learn about the division of labor and workflow of the professional team.In recent years, information flow is still the world, and he intends to train a team of his own to undertake this business in the future.

On the day of the shooting, he didn't plan to go to the scene, but arranged for Cheng Yao and another operator to follow up. The meeting with the supplier was temporarily canceled that day, and suddenly he had more free time, so he went to the shooting scene on a whim.

When Mai Wenche arrived, it happened to be a transition.This kind of information flow video advertisement has always had a large amount of material. In order to reduce costs, free locations are often preferred. That day, it was shot in a children's park.

Ming Zhen was busy with her hands and couldn't walk away. She nodded at him from a distance as a compliment and then continued to work on herself. Du Pei came over to greet him politely.

Sometimes Mai Wenche also has to admit that Du Pei is born to do business, knows how to deal with affairs and understands the rules, but this does not prevent Mai Wenche from disliking him, after all, he recognizes his business ability and dislikes his character No conflict at all.

After taking a few glances from a distance, Mai Wenche couldn't help but frowned and began to criticize: "The actors you chose are not good, is this exaggerated acting too blunt?"

Du Pei hurried forward: "Mr. Mai, don't worry, the director will adjust it before the filming begins."

Mai Wenche impatiently "hmm", then folded his hands and continued to watch.

After watching it for a while, I couldn't help but complained again: "This oral broadcast—is she unable to distinguish the front and back nasal sounds?"

Du Pei continued to appease: "No, this accent has always been her characteristic, and we deliberately said it that way."

on purpose?Mai Wenche frowned, noncommittal.

After watching for a while, Du Pei walked up to Ming Zhen, whispered something to him, and then Ming Zhen "shh" him, and Du Pei patted his mouth lightly.Mai Wenche couldn't help being curious, guessing what the two of them said.

It was the end of August, and it was the hottest time. Cheng Yao was holding an umbrella and watching, fanning it with his hands constantly, shouting for the heat in a low voice.Turning to see Mai Wenche with a calm face, he asked him in surprise if he didn't feel hot.

Mai Wenche shook his head with a smile.He was a part-time model when he was in college. It was normal for him to sweat profusely in summer and wear down jackets, and to wear short-sleeved clothes in winter. Now he can stand in a cool place and look at it, which is much more comfortable.

Cheng Yao was so hot that he kept complaining: "I had to wear a coat in the office before, my God, I didn't know how hot it was outside until I left the office!"

Mai Wenche was looking at the phone with his head down and answering the message. Hearing this, he looked up at the assistant and found that the bangs on her forehead were all in locks. He asked her to order milk tea for everyone. Cheng Yao asked happily if he was treating her. .

"Well, ask me for reimbursement." He pointed his chin into the distance again, "Order for the spirit bird."

"Okay!" Cheng Yao responded, and skillfully took out his mobile phone, "Mr. Mai, do you still drink American style?" After receiving an affirmative reply, he took his mobile phone and went to find someone else to order milk tea.

The few people on standby over there were quickly selected. Ming Zhen squatted on the sidelines, looking down at the sample pictures on the Ipad, and heard Cheng Yao raised his voice and asked Ming Zhen: "Manager Ming, Mr. Mai, please drink milk tea, would you like it?"

Before Ming Zhen could reply, a little girl next to him responded first: "Manager Ming doesn't drink, our company has afternoon tea every week, and he doesn't participate!"

"Drink it, I'll drink it!" As soon as the words fell, Ming Zhen, who was squatting on the ground, immediately stood up, with a look of anxiety on his face, as if he was afraid that he would be left behind, showing embarrassment. "I... I have a share of a cup of milk tea every month!"

The little girl who said earlier that he didn't drink laughed: "I didn't know Manager Ming had such a rule!"

There is a share of a cup of milk tea every month...

Hearing these words, Mai Wenche couldn't help but glance at him.

He has continued this habit.

Looking at the person who lowered his head to choose milk tea, Mai Wenche felt a bit of sadness that was right and wrong.

Why did I start to recall the past again!It's an upsetting feeling!McWenche spat at himself.

Patting and clapping, the director and the actors on the Lingniao side seemed to have some dispute, they kept arguing quietly, Mai Wenche saw that Ming Zhen and Du Pei had already gone up to meet them, and seven or eight people were buzzing together Buzz talk.

The filming just stopped.

Seeing Cheng Yao come back with a gossip face, Mai Wenche asked softly what happened.

Cheng Yao covered his mouth and answered him: "The actor didn't take many shots, but she lost her temper—" He cleared his throat and lowered his voice, "I think her acting skills are too bad, and the director is embarrassed to say .”

oh?Did it take more than a dozen shots to see that the acting was bad?Mai Wenche raised his eyebrows, but he didn't intend to join in the fun, so he watched from a distance to see how the spirit bird's people would deal with it.

At first, the producer was communicating with the actress, and the actor looked puzzled: "I have taken more than a dozen shots of this movement of turning my head! Then you can explain clearly what kind of scenes you want to shoot!"

The director was a little helpless: "Teacher, I have made it very clear, I hope you will turn around with 'mother's care'——"

The actress didn't want to listen to him at all, and interrupted halfway through, mumbling: "I've never tried NG so many times when I was filming in Hengdian! Could it be that you don't know how to film..."

The director seemed to be annoyed by this sentence: "What do you mean?"

Seeing that the two of them were about to choke each other, Ming Zhen suddenly said, "Okay, don't waste time. The actor's fee is only about a thousand yuan, and we all spend more than a dozen reshoots here. The loss is more than 1000 yuan. If the teacher can't make it, he won't make it. Producer! Find out if there are other actors who can quickly top it—"

When the actress heard this, she became anxious: "Hey, I didn't say no to filming! I've shot so much before! If you want to adjust it, you should adjust it well—"

Ming Zhen said seriously: "Teacher, what we sent is a short video order, not a movie order. Before accepting an order next time, please read the requirements clearly."

"Why are you so fierce?" The actress suddenly looked like she was about to cry, and her voice suddenly became aggrieved, "It's not that I don't want to shoot! I'm just discussing it!"

Although the actress looked unwilling, she corrected her attitude and started filming seriously.

At this point, a farce came suddenly and ended suddenly.

"This manager Ming is really a straight man of steel, and he doesn't know how to pity and cherish the jade!" Cheng Yao commented with a smile, and there was something in his words.

Mai Wenche kept looking at it with his hands folded, with a smile on his lips.It's a bit interesting, but from this point of view, I feel that I don't have to worry about myself, and doing things is still reassuring.

The phone rang at the right time, dragging Mai Wenche back to his busy work from watching the bustle. He connected, because the content of the call involved some sensitive elements in work, so he walked to an empty place with his mobile phone.

At four or five o'clock in the evening, the weather is a little less stuffy.It seems that it has just passed the time for the kindergarten to leave school. At this time, there are many children in school uniforms playing in the children's park.There is a large children's slide next to it, a group of children are running and screaming and playing, and the parents are sitting in the shade under the tree and chatting.

The park is well-greened, with a beautifully manicured lawn. Mai Wenche felt that the group of children were making noise when he was on the phone, so he turned around and walked to the nearby flowers and plants.

He was chatting on the phone, and suddenly saw a few people with cameras and reflectors taking pictures beside him. He subconsciously followed the photographer's lens to see that he was taking pictures of a child.

The child is about four or five years old, wearing the same school uniform as the child on the children's slide next to him. He looks handsome and cute, with fair and supple skin. He is a refreshingly beautiful little boy.

The photographer has a very common appearance for photography, with long hair with personality and a small braid on his head; it should be because he often takes pictures outside in the sun, and his skin is very dark; probably because he often carries heavy equipment, his figure Very stocky, with heavily muscled arms.Such a rough person guides the movements in a soft voice to make the children laugh, and there is a strange contrast between the big and the small.

There was also a middle-aged woman who was supposed to be a model agent, with a benevolent look, chatting with the little boy's parents, chatting about some of the family's gossip.

Mai Wenche himself was also a child model. Seeing this kind of familiar shooting, he couldn't help but take a second look.

He was talking on the phone in a moderate voice. The little boy's parent is a young mother. He subconsciously glanced at him when he heard the voice, and his eyes met. The other party looked away embarrassedly, but within two seconds, he couldn't help it glanced at him.

Mai Wenche nodded to her politely, and the other party also nodded with a smile.

After taking a few shots of laughing and running and jumping, the photographer took some close-ups of facial expressions.After all, he was still on the phone, and Mai Wenche was about to walk away, but when he saw the photographer guide the little boy to lie on the lawn, let the boy take off his shoes and take a close-up of his feet, he stopped suddenly.

He felt something was wrong, but what exactly was wrong, he couldn't tell. "