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Chapter 22: Seeing Essence Through Phenomenon
[Tb123067: Two yuan per episode, why don't you grab it? 】
This hot comment quickly received tens of thousands of likes.
Chen Zhan personally responded: This is the sound that can make the audience cry.
With the picture, please come to the navy to leave two lines of tears.
When a person hacks himself to the extreme, he leaves no room for those who want to hack.
In less than five minutes, the wind review has been transformed:
[Jiurong Lantern Festival: Sorry fellow Taoists! Unable to bear curiosity, just went to listen to an episode. 】
[Dahekan: You are not alone. Admire the author! I can read the whole chapter with emotional ups and downs. 】
[Tb12307: md, no control! I accidentally bought six episodes. 】
It's not just netizens who are listening.
"The rich man, apart from being rich and handsome, how can I be better than me... Love is so blind that she can't see me!"
The voice on the channel is clear and full of passion.
Yin Ronglan laughed and shook his head after listening to two episodes.
"Confessions" has entered the charging chapter. Chen Zhan only said that he does not make money from codewords. In fact, there are many loopholes in this sentence. For example, if the readers alone give a reward, they can also be classified as other income if they insist on strong words.
The staff in the company told him to pay for each other's friendship, and Yin Ronglan even prepared a lot of rewards for fulfilling the other's wishes, allowing Chen Zhan to win the game steadily.
Unfortunately, that person doesn't need this opportunity at all.
When the subordinate entered the office, the door was open and knocked twice.
"Come in."
As soon as opened the door, heard another very different voice.
The subordinates startled...Is this not listening to "Confessions"?
Since the last time his boss caught up with the crew, he has been thinking about it, and now he sees with his own eyes that this lofty president is really trying to make friends outside of business cooperation.
--terrible.
Yin Ronglan saw the contract he was holding and didn't ask about the business right away. Instead, he asked, "How is the share of NJStar's Listening Book Channel calculated?"
Subordinate: "You wait a moment."
In less than two minutes, he finished the query: "The website draws 20%."
After a day of fermentation, "Confessions" has long reached the top of the rankings. A single episode of Mobile has been downloaded 90,000 times, and the revenue that can be obtained is much higher than the 75,000 that Chen Zhan first proposed.
Needless to say, the opponent has completely won this bet.
Thinking of this, I sighed slightly: "Business acumen is top-notch."
Since it is a friend of the president, it is natural to have no idea. The subordinates seized the opportunity to agree: "Very few people can not be limited to one aspect, and with the first little traffic, they can make money from all channels."
"He is really amazing." Yin Ronglan said: "The flexibility is even more than me."
There was a moment of silence: "Compared with him, I can only start a company and follow the same sales model day after day."
"..."
Subordinates do their best to stop the eyelids from beating...Yes, the annual sales of hundreds of billions of dollars can make you wrong.
Fortunately, Yin Ronglan didn't intend to talk more about this issue. He returned his attention to the contract and began to deal with the business.
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The income of listening to the book channel even exceeded the income of writing, and Chen Zhan couldn't help being surprised when he saw it. Then thought about it, there are some people who are too lazy to read the text, and listening to the book can satisfy them.
"System, what is my current whitening value?"
【System: 1080. 】
After giving the answer, never said one more word.
This is different from the previous system.
Chen Zhan frowned: "Changed the system?"
[System: Changing the system refers to changing from one system to another. The vocabulary is included in the 23rd year of Tianyuan. 】
The sound does not have the usual agility, the unchanging mechanical sound.
"You are a little strange," Chen Zhan frowned: "What happened?"
[System: Big things are turned into small things. 】
I asked a few questions one after another, and all got was the answer from the bull's head. Chen Zhan gradually realized something... This was because he was not prepared to skip work.
As expected, the system secretly returned to the province a few days ago, thinking that Chen Zhan hardly used the system in his daily life and should not be discovered.
Just in case, it also adopted the on-hook mode.
After a moment of silence, Chen Zhan did not show any dissatisfaction, but left a note on the small notebook that he usually remembers materials.
Seeing that it was still early, took hat and went to the nearby commercial city to buy a lot of fabrics and needles.
When he was wearing grosgrain, like a Persian businessman from a history book, reappeared at the door of the unit, it was already two hours later. Holding the cloth that became a hill, vaguely saw a figure in front of him.
"Trouble, give way."
Instead of moving, the man took a part of the cloth from his hand.
Without sight obstruction, Chen Zhan saw the person who came: "Mr. Yin?"
Yin Ronglan: "Don't call it so, just call the name."
Climbing up and looking for the key while asking: "When did you come?"
"Not long."
Chen Zhan knew him a little bit. It didn't take long for at least ten minutes: "It's so cold, why don't you go to the opposite door and sit for a while?"
"The old man has gone to the junkyard."
After entering the door and unloading, Chen Zhanchang breathed a sigh of relief, and the pain in his arm was instantly relieved.
Looking at the colorful fabrics, Yin Ronglan's eyes were somewhat complicated: "Used for manual work?"
Chen Zhan folded his arms and smiled slightly, and made a gesture of asking for a long while.
The threads were tangled together to form a cat-like hair ball. Chen Zhan pulled out a box of cotton wool from the bed, and the originally clean room instantly became messy. But he started his work methodically, and threw a ball of thread to Yin Ronglan: "Thread a needle."
Unexpectedly, Yin Ronglan pierced the needle very fast, received his incredible gaze, and explained: "I used to do it occasionally."
Only then did Chen Zhan remember that the people in front of him had lived a hard life.
As the sunset went west, the light turned on, and the warm light hit Chen Zhan, his brows full of seriousness.
Yin Ronglan couldn't help but watch for a while, and whispered: "Looking at you like this, it reminds me of a word."
Chen Zhan neatly sews the facial features of the doll, and spontaneously connects: "The kind mother's thread is in the hands of the wandering boy's top."
"..."
Holding the scissors to remove the end of the thread, Chen Zhan looked up at him: "Normal people will be ready to write this poem."
The verse seems to have a magical nature. When Yin Ronglan looked at him again, he actually saw a trace of maternal brilliance under the soft lighting effect.
Chen Zhan stopped: "By the way, what did you want to say?"
"……forget."
In the following time, Chen Zhan carefully told him how to sew.
Yin Ronglan is very perceptive, and said after roughly understanding: "More than one hundred, at least half a month."
Chen Zhan: "It's okay, the sewing machine I bought will be available in two days."
The words are plain, and you can't tell the truth.
Until his eyes met, Yin Ronglan's eyelids lightly twitched in silence, unexpectedly learning to step on the sewing machine after many years of success.
Time passed in the silence, Chen Zhan gradually felt a little sore in his eyes, put down his hand and leaned on the edge of the bed and raised his head to prepare to squint for a while. When was conscious, it was because there was a slight warmth on face. Raising his eyelids lazily, he realized that at some point, the sky was already bright, and the sun was shining in diagonally, almost covering most of his body.
Yin Ronglan was lying on the opposite side, and the amulet temporarily acted as a pillow.
At this moment, the person has also slowly woke up, and after seeing the time, he pressed his temple. Compared with sewing a doll, cumbersome contract processing is nothing.
The feeling of an empty stomach is uncomfortable. Chen Zhan is going to order a takeaway and ask him if he needs it.
Yin Ronglan shook his head and expressed his divorce: "I still have something to do."
Chen Zhan sent him to the door: "You can come over whenever you have time."
Yin Ronglan nodded.
Chen Zhan helped call for a rental car, and when he got in the car, he waved his hand and said, "I and the remaining fifty-five dolls will always wait for you."
Finally, the temperature has risen a bit, and both the taxi driver and Yin Ronglan felt some of the coolness that was only in the early morning.
After waiting for the car to drive some distance away, Yin Ronglan received a message from Chen Zhan: The gambling agreement is the gambling agreement, and I will pay the manual fee separately.
Some pleasant emotions appeared in his eyes, and his eyes calmed down after making the call.
"President Yin." The voice on the other end was very energetic.
Yin Ronglan: "I may arrive at the company a little later, you ask Little Zhao to pick me up."
Exhaustion was relieved after returning home to take a shower, changed into a suit, and sat on the sofa looking at the empty room, just like watching a huge deep-sea vortex.
After the subordinate arrived, he rang the doorbell twice at the door before calling his attention back.
"Mr Yin, good morning." Young people are always willing to show their vigor and vigor to their boss.
Yin Ronglan returned to normal and responded: "Good morning."
After getting in the car, the subordinate noticed that the boss was slightly tired, and took the initiative to open the topic: "Did you rest well?"
Yin Ronglan: "I was with a friend last night and didn't sleep much."
Speaking of this, the tone seemed quite relaxed.
Subordinates have long summed up a set of procedures for the boss to make friends: pretend to be poor → blog sympathy → generally cast the net to increase the time spent together → close the net.
Thinking about it this way, it's a lot like dating and chasing people.
Shaking his head to shake off the terrible thought, speculating on the other's mood, the subordinates pleased him: "It's really not easy to meet one or two friends who are close to each other."
Yin Ronglan looked out the window for a little bit of silence, and suddenly said, "Do you think he will also feel like me?"
The subordinates tightened and smiled stiffly: "Of course."
After Yin Ronglan heard this, he did not reveal the happy mood as he expected. The subordinate sighed softly, lamenting that the boss's mind was difficult to guess.
With busy traffic outside the window, Yin Ronglan placed his hands in front of him casually, analyzing Chen Zhan's behavior rationally.
In the eyes of the other party, he is a poor friend who is not doing his job properly. Chen Zhan has mentioned the concept of common prosperity several times. Among so many things that can be used to make bets, they choose manual work.
Starting from the above ideas, it is more like wanting to master a skill so that even if it fails, it can be aided by manual expenses.
Squinting his eyes slightly, he inferred Chen Zhan’s true purpose——
Oh, it turns out he was helping the poor.
The author has something to say: Chen Zhan: Our slogan is... common prosperity!
Yin Ronglan (looks at the uncountable numbers in the passbook): ...you just want to be happy.