2006: School beauty loves me again

Create gods, create goddesses.

The word "goddess" was the inspiration given to him by little Lu Xi. The inspiration came from Lu Xi and Ye Qingqing from Central America whom she mentioned.

In a few months, there will be a critical event when dust is flying thousands of miles away and the whole country is in a state of panic. Fangyuan plans to use this inspiration to once again promote the process of deepening the people's awareness of disaster prevention.

The reason is nothing more than one sentence - to attract attention.

There are only three things in the world that can make everyone focus:

Current affairs, money and beauty.

They respectively represent the feelings of family and country, jealousy that is always greater than empathy, and sexual tension.

Let’s not talk about the former. Who doesn’t scold corrupt officials after dinner, and who doesn’t talk about how beautiful the country is bullying so and so?
  Money is a manifestation of a certain kind of human nature. Although the richest man is as influential and disseminating as a superstar, his gossip is no less than that of a star. Fangyuan has fully realized this after becoming famous, and there is a lot of bad gossip in the comment area.

Beauty is an eternal topic. Sexual tension is the most direct manifestation of human primitive desires. Men spend [-]% of their waking hours thinking about mating. Even at work, they will occasionally go to this topic. On the other hand, I was distracted and wandering around - so and so at the next work station, whose black silk stockings are so tight today...

When unconscious, this ratio is infinitely close to [-]%.

Not just men, women...hehe.

Last year's "Star Making Season" that everyone watched was the most intuitive manifestation of the beauty effect and the strength of the fandom.

However, the difference this time is that what Fangyuan wants is not to sensationalize, but to really focus the people on an event that can extend their thinking and logic.

The national goddess he wants to create this time should embody the most gentle and elegant genes in the Chinese people.

Filling the ravines, overcoming the bumps, the world is dark, the goddess reaches out and sheds light.

Is there any difference between a product like idol and a belief after it is created?

Fangyuan has personally witnessed some of the rice circles in later generations...sometimes they really look like a bunch of evil followers.

In this era when star-making activities are relatively blank, he is going to try something. If he succeeds, he kills two birds with one stone. If he fails, he will treat it as a promotion for the company, and there will be no loss anyway.

After a brief explanation, everyone understood it.

Some are helpless, some are speechless, and some are indifferent.

Anyway, the group currently does not have a voting system. When everyone agrees with Fangyuan, he listens to everyone, and when everyone disagrees with him, he does not listen.

After the tone was set, Li Muzi and Liu Shaofeng did most of the early work. Others just participated in the scheduling, helped in the middle and shouted at the platform, and divided the cake in the later stage. Why not?
  "How's it going? Do you have any questions?" Fangyuan looked around the conference table and asked with a smile.

Everyone shook their heads: "No problem."

Li Muzi twirled the water-based pen with one hand and said leisurely: "Without a stage, no centralized recording, full network platform display, and universal likes, will some TV stations no longer hold grudges?"

The media relationship between PILIPALA and traditional media has just eased, and Li Muzi’s concerns expressed everyone’s aspirations.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Fangyuan smiled and said: "If the wave is big enough, we will have to turn to television media. I am not opposed to the intervention of traditional media, but because the people voting are not celebrities, the TV stations themselves know it well. They will invest a lot of money to enter the market in the early stage. I personally think that they will wait and see in the early stage and wait until the mid-to-late stage to take action.

“But at that time we had already entered the semi-finals, and it was better for them to help build momentum.

"Anyway, I still say the same thing. I have only one request for this matter. It must be done quickly. The final must be completed before June."

Li Muzi and Liu Shaofeng frowned at the same time.

Now in mid-February, it will take at least a month to prepare and release the news, and then conduct the first round of overseas investment...

No one except Chen Wan knew why Fangyuan was so stuck in time.

The young couple looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.

……

Lunch was eaten on the conference table, and Fangyuan did not participate.

He returned to his small office and continued to meditate, writing and drawing on a piece of A4 paper, carving out the details of this "god-making season" and the chain reactions that might eventually occur.

Out of boredom, I even drew a sketch of the project LOGO.

"You won't have lunch either?"

Chen Wan opened the door and came in, talking while chewing a chicken leg with bulging cheeks.

Fangyuan raised his head, put down his pen and pretended to be serious: "You're not called a leader in the company?"

Chen Xiaowan curled her lips, but before she could say anything, she saw the brat stood up and closed the blinds, then jumped over.

Fangyuan bent down and held her arm, leading her to sit on the sofa.

"Leader, have you eaten?" He said like a slave and started to squeeze Chen Wan's legs again.

"Humph."

Chen Wan frowned and asked again, "Xiao Yuanzi, why don't you have lunch?"

Fangyuan looked up at her, with a gentle smile on his face, and shook his head gently.

He had a feeling that when Chen Wan stood on stage, she was obviously dressing more and more maturely, but her face seemed to look younger and younger, with white powder showing through, like a middle school student.

Stretching his arm to reach for the tea cup and giving her a sip, Fangyuan said, "I really have no appetite. Are you full?"

Chen Wan didn't answer. After taking a few gulps of water, she looked at him strangely, looking a little worried.

Then he asked him: "Why do you suddenly feel sick to your stomach? Was the barbecue not clean last night?"

Fangyuan: "..."

After the Geermu incident, he had sternly told Zou An not to tell Chen Xiaowan anything in the future. Firstly, Chen Wan was a little girl at heart. If something really happened to him, Chen Wan was so worried that she didn't say anything. He is also easily impulsive; the second is... "Brother Zou, we are all men, you should have empathy."

So Zou An and Lan Yu definitely didn't talk about eating meat with Miss Lu last night.

No need to think about it, it must be Li Muzi.

If the girls around him are divided into camps... He is a bit big-headed.

At present, it seems that Li Muzi and Chen Wan, who were once difficult to deal with, have obviously been in love for a long time.

Li Li and Chen Wan, who have little doubts in their hearts, are now closer to Chu Chu because they have less opportunities to meet.

Li Xiang took his baby thousands of miles away and did not participate in the chaos.

In this way, doesn't the stupid wife become the key fifth person, and is likely to be won over by a certain party?
  Seeing the brat smiling like a pig and not answering her words, Chen Wan was unhappy. She pinched his face and said fiercely, "What are you thinking about?"

Fangyuan held her hand and said, "I miss you."

Chen Wan glanced at him and frowned slightly, "Shall I accompany you to the hospital this afternoon?"

"No need," Fangyuan waved his hand carelessly and sat next to her, "It's unlucky to go to the hospital during the Chinese New Year. Just wait until you get back to the hotel and take two stomach and digestive tablets."

Chen Wan stared at him helplessly, "I don't know how to take good care of myself."

"Hey, as long as I can take good care of you."

Fangyuan asked her how she felt about visiting relatives.

Chen Wan covered her mouth and smiled: "It's boring, but I'm looking forward to how they will look when they see you accompanying me in the future."

Fangyuan rubbed her head, "I'm looking forward to it too."

After chatting for a while, Chen Wan tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder, and said quietly: "I will go to Guizhou the day after tomorrow to continue spreading money. I don't want to be separated from you."

Fangyuan also sighed, feeling very distressed, but there was really no one else to take Chen Wan's place.

Seeming to see his helplessness, Chen Wan smiled and clenched her fists to cheer herself up, "Come on, come on, work hard, there are only a few months left, benefit yourself and others!"

Fangyuan just looked at her and smiled.

Chen Wan kissed her and stood up to leave, "I'm going to continue eating. Muzi's fried chicken is delicious."

Starting at two o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Jingjing's financial department was the first to hand in the [-]-word essay.

Fangyuan looked at it carefully and asked only one question: "Who wrote the words?"

Jinsui didn't understand and looked at his immediate boss, Sister Liu, who raised her hand. Fangyuan smiled and said, "The calligraphy is so beautiful."

He handed the "workbook" back and said, "Stuff the meat and follow this outline."

The sunshine at three o'clock in the afternoon reflected the window sill with golden light. Fangyuan pruned two pots of money trees. After a while, Li Li and Liu Jingjing walked in again.

Turning his head to look at them, Fang Yuan took a small watering can and started spraying water.

"Can the financial affairs be left to Jin Sui now?"

This question was asked to Liu Jingjing, and she said, "Yes."

"That's fine. On the eighth day of the lunar month, you and Li Li go to Xiangjiang to get the office ready. Wait for me until early April. I'll go there then."

Liu Jingjing said: "Okay."

Li Li pulled up her hair today and stuck it with a wooden hairpin. She looked elegant and dignified. She asked Fangyuan: "So many things require money in the first half of the year. Is it too late to start again in April?"

Fangyuan thought about it seriously, nodded and said, "These things don't cost much in the early stage. The balance in the account and the liquid money accumulated every month can support it for a while."

Li Li still reminded with some worry: "You must tell Sister Liu about the payment arrangements in advance, so as not to make any mistakes."

Fangyuan said: "When I really can't remember, weren't you together every day?"

Liu Jingjing lowered her head and snickered, and Li Li suddenly lost his temper. Following the bad boy to conquer the world, she was always frightened, either because of him or because of him.

As we all know, the more important the matter being discussed, the smaller the number of people in the meeting.

From [-]:[-] p.m. to [-]:[-] midnight, Fangyuan worked non-stop and communicated with everyone in detail by group, department, and project.

When others are talking, you can drink tea or coffee to moisten your mouth, and Fang Yuan will foam at the corners of his mouth.

After nightfall, everyone else left, leaving only three girls waiting for him.

Fang Yuan immersed himself in the office and checked the messy key points in the notebook, ticking them one by one. When he found that nothing was missing, he stretched his waist and stood up.

The moment he stood up, his eyes went dark, and then the world began to spin.

He startled himself, held the corner of the table firmly, and waited for a while before regaining consciousness.

I looked outside and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that the three girls hadn't noticed me.

This was hypoglycemia. Fang Yuan peeled off a lollipop and sucked it into his mouth. Then he remembered that he vomited after eating today.

He was so greedy at noon that he also tried eating sweets, but it still didn't work. The sweet taste was accompanied by nausea, but when he ate it now... he didn't feel any discomfort at all.

This is so crazy, can’t we eat on the sixth day of the lunar month? ? ?

He couldn't figure it out, but he was very happy, holding the candy in his mouth and excitedly pushed the door open.

"Elbow, let's get some late-night snacks!"

No one paid attention to him. After all, girls were not as resistant as boys. After a busy day and waiting for him all night, the wives were all sleepy.

When Chen Wan fell asleep on the bed, Fangyuan was still having skewers and beer in the living room of the hotel room.

From the sixth day of the lunar month to the eighth day of the lunar month, Fangyuan arrived at the group at [-]:[-] in the morning on time and never left before [-] o'clock in the evening.

The eighth day of the lunar month was Valentine's Day, but Chen Wan and Li Li flew away on the seventh night of the lunar month.

Chu Chu woke up this morning and left after having breakfast with Fang Yuan.

There are more than [-] projects that have not yet been reviewed in the review library of one county and one product. These are Miss Chu Chu’s tasks. She has to select the key points for on-site inspection. She has no more time than anyone else, but before leaving, she gave Fang Yuan a message under her pillow. Leave a box of chocolates.

She had heard that on Valentine's Day, girls give chocolates to their sweethearts.

On the ninth day of the lunar month, do not use Qianlong, it is better to break the ground.

At ten o'clock this morning, FLY Group's Shencheng headquarters welcomed a distinguished guest.

The tacky banners were hung early.

"Warmly welcome Ms. Xia Chu, General Manager of Feiyoushe Technology Company"

Fangyuan went to the first floor to greet him in person and even put on an earthy yellow tie.

Standing beside him was the slim girl Li Muzi, who kept a distance of two meters from him the whole time.

Fangyuan felt that her aesthetics had been insulted, so she moved closer to the person in a mean-spirited manner several times, nodded her chicken shit yellow tie and asked:

"I bought it from the boutique downstairs of the hotel. Doesn't it look good?"

Li Muzi couldn't bear it anymore and glanced at his chest: "It's very ugly."

Fangyuan shook his head with disdain on his face, "I haven't picked up the matter of you and my wife snitching a few days ago!"

With a smile on his face, he nuzzled his chin towards Li Muzi's hand: "Hey, what kind of watch is it? Patek Philippe??"

Li Muzi was stunned, shook his wrist, and nodded.

Fangyuan clicked her tongue and said, "Good appearance, good appearance."

The group has a dedicated elevator leading to the chairman's office. Therefore, although Fangyuan stayed here for three or four days, because he came early and left late, few employees actually saw him in person.

In fact, most of the people gathered in the courtyard downstairs were not waiting to see Xia Chu, but secretly looking at their top leader, the youngest billionaire in the country - Big Boss Fangyuan.

The average age of employees at FLY headquarters is 28.5 years old, which is very young, and most of them are unmarried.

This is not a special request from Fangyuan, but is based on the current mainstream business of the group, which is the effect of multiple projects of Feichuang Technology.

Employees in Internet technology companies are generally younger than those in real industries. After all, older people are less interested in the Internet in this era.

Moreover, the previous operations team of Feichuang Technology was located in Shencheng, and they were basically all graduates within the third year of graduation. They also moved here together after the establishment of the group.

Most of the female employees were still peeking at Fangyuan, and only a few of them were gently complaining about his chicken shit yellow tie.

The male employees remained silent.

Some of them regard Fangyuan as their idols and role models. These people usually proudly show off to the people around them that they are working at FLY.

The other part... is disdainful, unhappy, and even jealous.

——The same nose and two eyes, he is just lucky.

The most extreme ones were those who showed off their skills and scolded him.

For example, two doiyuan in the corner are communicating with each other.

"Tsk, he is really handsome, tall, and has a bright smile. He forced me to write this acrostic poem."

"Wow, Brother Wu is a great talent."

At ten fifteen, Xia Chu's car arrived.

When they saw the taxi parked in the courtyard, all FLY employees were silent, including Fangyuan.

From a distance, everyone could clearly see through the car window that a girl with a beautiful profile in the back seat handed the driver twenty yuan...

With long legs, he stepped out of the car. Xia Chu looked around, blinked at Fang Yuan, and showed an expression of astonishment that was both incomprehensible and adorable.

Fangyuan took a deep breath, smiled and clapped her hands to greet him.

“Mr.

"Yeah, why don't you send a car to pick me up?"

clack clack-

Employees of the Corporate Propaganda Department used cameras to record the "grand occasion" of the group welcoming distinguished guests for the first time.

This is a historic scene!
  ‘How on earth do you know you don’t have a car? ’

Interrupted by Xia Chu's words, Fangyuan looked up. He wanted to find a beam and hang himself with this chicken shit yellow tie. (End of chapter)