I really want to hit the street

"Meng Xingkong, do you have a dream?"

Pu Jie's words stopped Meng Xingkong in his tracks.

Since he graduated from college, no one has talked to him about such an empty topic for a long time.

"Mr. Pu, um, does it count to make money to buy a house and marry a wife?"

Pu Jie shook his head: "No, this is a life need that everyone has. It doesn't count as a dream. I'm talking about those things that make you toss and turn and be fascinated by them, and you are desperate to find them."

Meng Xingkong's eyes widened suddenly.

"Hiss~ This should be there, right?"

Pu Jie smiled confidently: "Say it!"

"I like telling stories."

Meng Xingkong's words were a bit lacking in confidence, perhaps because his true thoughts were a little childish.

"Oh? Telling stories? That's great. Those of us who write online articles all like to tell stories. Is this the only one?"

"No, Mr. Pu, when I say telling stories, I mean really telling them. It's not the kind written in novels. It's about telling others with your mouth and using your voice to convey each story."

"puff!"

"I'm sorry, Lao Meng, telling others stories with his mouth. To be honest, it's quite new. My grandma... I know an old grandma who likes to tell stories. I heard a lot of rural stories from her, which made me I wrote "The Scoundrel Doctor", but is this a dream? You can tell it to others at any time."

When Meng Xingkong, a 30-year-old man, talked about this, his eyes lit up.

"Mr. Pu, the storytelling I am talking about is a form of expression. It is different from writing online articles. You tell touching stories to others through your mouth, just like the storytelling I listened to when I was a child, such as "Heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties", "White Eyebrow Hero" and "Zhang Zhen Tells Stories". I still like to listen to them before going to bed at night. Unfortunately, those masters are old and no one talks about this stuff anymore. I originally wrote online articles just to tell stories. , it can be regarded as an alternative. If you want to ask me about my dream, I want to be a platform dedicated to telling stories to others!”

Pu Jie was stunned for a few seconds.

He clapped his hands and praised: "Okay! Your dream has been invested by Duoyu Company! From today on, you will step down from your position as the head of Duoyu's online literature department and officially pursue your dream!"

Meng Xingkong: (°ー°〃)

"Mr. Pu, are you kidding me? Our online writing department has just got on the right track. I still have a lot of work to do in the future, including manuscript selection, author training, and website communication. I can't leave."

Pu Jie's face darkened.

The struggle is real!

While I'm talking about my dreams with you here, I can actually still think about the company in the face of danger.

What good does it do you to work so hard to make money for me?

Too much!

Pu Jie became more determined to take Meng Xing away. This man was in an advanced stage of struggle and was seriously ill and needed drastic medicine.

"No! There are people to do these jobs. Our online writing department will not be able to operate without anyone. Don't forget the purpose of setting up Duoyu Company. The only thing you can't live up to is your dream! Your dream is worth investing in! Give 5 million for you! Go get the Pingshu website right now!”

"But."

Meng Xingkong was clearly unable to turn around. He had just been preparing to expand the online writing business of Duoyu Company. Why did he suddenly want to pursue his dream?

Besides, shouldn’t it be the boss who pursues his dream? How can he give himself money to pursue it?

Is it because of the extra money?

Obviously it's impossible. Mr. Pu always decides before planning.

Are you really supporting your dreams?

Just when Meng Xingkong was still hesitating, Pu Jie directly increased his chips.

"Lao Meng! If you hesitate, you will lose, and if you think, you will be in vain. I hope you will remember one of the corporate cultures of Duoyu Company: only dreams cannot be disappointed! Money is a bastard, we will make more after spending it! Think about it, If you don't seize this opportunity, you may never catch this opportunity again in your life. You can only lie in bed at night and listen to those old storytelling sighs. You will be upset for countless sleepless nights as to why you rejected Mr. Pu in the first place. Give you a chance to pursue your dreams, do you want to live in regrets for the rest of your life?"

Meng Xingkong felt that his heart had been hit hard by Mr. Pu. It was a heart-pounding feeling.

"I don't want to!"

"It's okay if you don't want to! From today on, you will set up a new department in Duoyu Culture Company, and let Assistant Qi recruit employees for you. Work hard to pursue your dreams!"

Meng Xingkong saw that Mr. Pu had already said it for his own sake, so he simply gritted his teeth and agreed.

"Good Mr. Pu! I'll give it a try! But I may not be able to make any money for the company, or even lose money."

Pu Jie was overjoyed.

"It's a deal, double happiness! That's it!"

Pu Jie clapped his hands and invited Meng Xingkong out.

After closing the door, I couldn't help laughing loudly.

"Hahahahahaha!"

Absolutely amazing!

He was just asking casually, thinking of an excuse to take Meng Xing's air conditioner away to do something else, but he didn't expect Lao Meng's dream to be so weird.

Tell stories, tell storytelling?

puff!

The Qing Dynasty is dead, Lao Meng!

Do you know why no one is talking about this now?

Because it’s outdated!

Those things were popular when there was no TV. People had no other means of entertainment and could only listen to the radio, tell stories and listen to storytelling. Now that there are more entertainment facilities, naturally no one listens to those things.

Otherwise, if you can make money, someone will definitely talk about it.

For example, cross talk is still watched by people, and there are even variety shows.

There are also things like cross talk albums on major music platforms.

And telling stories and storytelling?

Only the old works are left.

Things that disappear with the passage of time naturally have their reasons for disappearing.

Lao Meng, you are going against nature!

Pu Jie himself was worried that he could not find a project that could deceive the inevitable losses of the system, but Lao Meng himself came up with it.

Absolutely guaranteed compensation!

"The so-called struggle force, if you put it in the right place, you can make a lot of money for the company, but once you work in the wrong direction and keep rushing, you are also a good candidate for losing a lot of money to the company!"

"Although the bastard can't accomplish anything, he can't lose much money. After all, he doesn't have much courage. It's good to just mess around for a day and then lose some money."

"But the current situation of the company is that it is no longer possible to rely on bastards alone. There is too much money to be made. You have to have a fool who looks in the wrong direction to make a lot of losses to offset it."

Mr. Pu is not only good at summarizing, but also knows how to make good use of people.

One operation not only stopped the upward trend of the online writing business, but also found a way for the company to make a pure loss.

"In this wave, we will lose at least 5 million first, right?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Outside, Meng Xingkong and Xiaoxing listened to the faint laughter coming from Mr. Pu's office.

Looking at each other.

Xiaoxing: "Brother Meng, Mr. Pu, what are you laughing at?"

"Well, maybe it's the joy from the heart of helping others realize their dreams, right? Mr. Pu's level is so high that other bosses can't match it. It's really a blessing for us to be able to work for Mr. Pu!"

"Quie's."

After a moment of silence, Xiaoxing asked: "Brother Meng, what are you going to do next?"

Meng Xingkong's eyes were burning, flashing with excitement.

"Actually, I have had an idea for a long time. The reason why Zhang Zhen's storytelling and old storytelling are outdated is because the content has not kept up with the times. Those things are too old. No matter how good the story is, readers will be bored. There is too little good content. . And with the advent of television at that time, people’s attention was quickly diverted, leading to the decline of this industry, and no one cares about it until now.”

"But! It's different now. The stories we can tell are not just those old books. We have inexhaustible online novels, we have better voice actors, and we also have a vast mobile audience. !”

"I plan to make a software specifically for listening to online texts. I will buy the audio copyrights of some novels suitable for telling stories, find an editor to refine them, and then use voice actors to jointly perform them to cater to the listening habits of readers in the new era. I call it It’s a large-scale audio drama!”

"Sikoyi!"

Xiaoxing was shocked!

He suddenly felt that Meng Xingkong's idea was very groundbreaking and might be possible.

"Brother Meng, who will replace you next in our online literature department? Has Mr. Pu said it?"

"Mr. Pu may have some deeper considerations."

At this time, Mr. Pu walked out.

After looking around the office, I pointed out a person eating cake during work hours.

"Niu Zi, starting from today, you will replace Lao Meng and serve as the general manager of the online literature department of Duoyu Company, partnering with Xiaoxing's editor-in-chief."

Ushiji:（*゜ー゜*）

Will eating a small cake secretly now have such a big impact?