Please make money.

Liu Jin took two steps and suddenly saw a shaky figure standing up and almost falling down. He quickly turned around and supported the figure.

"Second Young Master?"

"I... I can't do it anymore..." Young Master Jing wiped the sweat off his forehead and let go of the hammer, feeling a little numb in his hands and feet: "I'll take a rest first..."

"Second Young Master, just watch us work!" Liu Jin was very moved: "I have already felt your determination. There is nothing else to say. From now on, you will make the decisions on the general direction of the entire consumer electronics department, and we will execute them!"

The second young master is very honest, much better than his father!

The physical fitness is not good, but the spirit, the attitude, the skirt... cough... the skirt...

Liu Jin took a look at the little skirt that the second young master was wearing, smacked her lips, and finally ignored this somewhat strange combination - this little hobby was harmless.

I heard that a competitor next door even had a guy who would drag his senior executives to play games with him during work, and he managed to reduce his market share from third in the country to last.

In comparison, the second young master only troubles himself and doesn't trouble others. What's there to blame?

And you know what, this little skirt looks pretty good when worn. At first glance, it makes her look like a young lady...

Young Master Jing had no idea what Liu Jin was thinking about. If he knew, he would probably cry out on the spot, "Alia, you've misled me."

He was supported and sat nearby, looking at a group of executives who were having sex like blacksmiths. There was a subtle sense of dislocation in the abruptness.

It’s like... it’s like if I don’t recover quickly and join in, I’ll be like an alien.

The executives who were smashing the washing machines had the same feeling. Although they were tired and sweaty, their spirits were different after they brought down the washing machines with a hammer.

Looking at the colleagues holding glasses of wine in the audience, they also have a sense of belonging that "we are the ones who really do practical things". What they are paying for is not the deal, but the ideal.

Tsk - no wonder old people often say that labor changes lives. Drinking and socializing together is not as exciting as smashing a washing machine together!

The host next to him finally caught a free moment and rushed to the side of Mr. Jing Ershao. He first turned off the microphone and then carefully knocked on the man's work badge.

Before, she was wondering how this person could be the CEO. Now, she looked at him again and asked again——

"My father is Ai Ruhu." Young Master Jing took a sip of sports drink and subconsciously lifted up his skirt to fan himself.

"...Mr. Ai, I know that you took over as CEO of the consumer electronics department through your own efforts. Um, do you want to change the previous event plan?"

You guys are having fun banging around here for half an hour, but are you still going to continue the activity?

"What was planned before?"

"Just guest activities or something like that - do you want to invite guests to come up and smash the washing machine?"

"No, today's activities cannot be separated from washing machines?" Jing Er Shao wiped his sweat: "Didn't you say that we can visit or something? Divide the flow!"

"...They don't want to go." The host also wiped his sweat: "How can a visit be as interesting as watching you smash the washing machine?"

It's so funny, but I can't laugh to death at all. Do you really think that the genes of the spectators are given for free?

What is there to see in the office building? People can watch the excavators shoveling the soil for a long time, let alone a group of grown men swinging sledgehammers.

Young Master Jing was also numb. If you asked him to say goodbye to his father, he could do it. He could also pick up a hammer as if it were a signal axe.

But if he is asked to do this kind of personnel management work, he has no experience in this area!

"Mr. Ai, the main thing is that if we don't split the flow, the next group of guests will come in, and our gathering will exceed the number of people reported."

The host took out the timetable: "Safety first——"

"I'll go ask my sister." Young Master Jing felt all over his body for his cell phone, but there was nothing in his skirt except half a pocket of breeze.

The host quickly took out his phone and handed it over with both hands, then stood up and grabbed the edge of the stage to look up. Seeing that everyone was still shouting slogans and the audience was shouting along, he pulled back and said, "Director Ai, please hurry up. If you keep going like this, I'm afraid it will not end well."

"It's over." Young Master Jing held the phone with a bewildered look on his face: "I forgot my sister's phone number."

“Are you in the park?”

"Yes, over there in the office building."

"Which building is ABC?"

"Building A."

"I'll go find her - Mr. Ai, what department is your sister in now?"

"What department... She works as a customer service representative in the home appliance department. She's also an intern, but she doesn't count as working today, right?"

The host was about to turn around and jog, but he staggered and almost fell to the ground when he heard the words.

My father, Ai Ruhu, you are now the CEO of the consumer electronics department with a work badge and recognized by General Manager Liu and others. How come your sister went to work in the after-sales department as a customer service representative?

Is she at work or on a secret visit?

"I-I'll go ask..."

The second young master Jing found himself so useless that he clutched the edge of his skirt, his hands and feet trembling for a moment, tears welled up in his eyes, and he wanted to cry.

"What's wrong?" Alia's voice sounded from behind her.

"Sister!" Young Master Jing was startled, turned around and looked at him, and was immediately delighted: "Sister! Look at what this is for!"

Then, Alia poked her away with a stick in disgust: "Stop, stop, stop. You've only been wearing a skirt for a few days, and your second personality has come out... Be normal. I'm scared when you're like this. What happened?"

Young Master Jing wiped his face and said, "There are too many people here, all just watching the fun. If we can't divide them up, something bad will happen."

"That's it?" Ailia put down the pole, and only then did Master Jing realize that there was a big hammer on the other end of the pole.

And it’s not the rubber-headed one they have in their hands, but a shiny metal one, and it must weigh several kilograms.

The host tilted his head and looked at Lei Fan behind Alia. He shuddered at first, then came to his senses and realized that the person in question was this little girl, so he hurried over.

"What's your name, little one?"

"What's so small?"

"big?"

Lei Fan interrupted them and raised his hand to introduce: "Miss."

"Hello, Miss."

Lei Fan raised his hand again to introduce the host: "I don't know him, but he should be from the public relations department."

"I'm from the advertising and marketing department under the public relations department. My last name is Wang, Wang Miaomiao."

"Alia." Alia shook her hand. "How is the situation at the scene?"

"It's hard to say. The main reason is that Mr. Liu and his friends were too passionate and very contagious, and the event planning was completely messed up."

Although plans are always torn up, there has to be an explanation. At the very least, the public relations department can't be blamed for this, right?

"Send another batch of rice, flour, grain and oil, and then call a car to pack up the guests who came before and send them to the hot spring resort hotel next door."

"Okay, I'll go arrange the contact." Shangguan Yuan, the secretary girl who was following Lei Fan, turned around and ran towards the park.

"Why didn't she call directly?" Alia looked at her back, a little puzzled: "Wouldn't it be faster to arrange it directly by calling?"

Lei Fan scratched his head: "Maybe I didn't react quickly enough, it's a bit confusing."

"No chaos." Alia climbed onto the stage holding a hammer, and the host girl then realized that the microphone around her waist had been taken away by the other party.

Yeah? When was it taken away?

When she looked up, Alia on the stage had already started C. Instead of easing the atmosphere, it was filled with a lot of excitement.

Come to think of it, if any host comes on stage with a hammer in his left hand and a microphone in his right hand, the audience will look at him with respect.

Even if it was Mr. Heshen who was holding a small hammer and smashing the fake antiques, wouldn't the audience in the audience or in front of the screen tremble as they watched the hammer go down?

Lei Fan also picked up Master Jing's hammer, weighed it and followed him. He also wanted to vent his anger.

"Dear audience members! Don't miss it if you pass by! If you have money, support me financially, but if you don't have money, support me personally——"

Alia was like a juggler selling rat poison on the roadside: "Today, we don't charge a penny for participating in the destruction event! We don't charge a penny. We also invite guests to come up in person to feel our determination. Families - look at the last digit of your invitation letter. The last digit of the invitation letter is an even number. Please line up in an orderly manner to the front of the stage, receive protective equipment, and destroy these quality-prone appliances that make you dissatisfied. As long as you can smash a washing machine, we will give you a prize of a hot spring resort hotel for the next two days. We keep our promise - friends with odd numbers don't worry, everyone can get one! Today, Aier Home Appliances has only one goal, and that is to make everyone return satisfied!"

Young Master Jing in the audience scratched his ears and said subconsciously, "How low-brow! What is she doing?"

But the hostess was holding onto the edge of the stage, standing on tiptoe and watching very seriously: "Not low, this is useful, how can you control the situation without a sense of participation? The street hawking is a trick that has been refined through thousands of trials. Our teacher once said that what the masses see is vulgar, but vulgarity is elegance, that's called vulgarity. The highbrow PPTs at press conferences are for our competitors to see..."

"Ah? Is that so?"

"Of course - I see..."

Young Master Jing also started to pull at the edge of the stage, thinking, is there such a thing as vulgarity or elegance? He should learn it too.

But as he was watching, his skirt was pulled by someone. He thought it was the wind or that it got caught somewhere and didn't pay much attention to it, but it was pulled again.

When she turned around, she saw a rather nondescript man wearing a camera and a media guest badge, looking at her eagerly.

"Ms. Ai - can I give you an interview?"

“…You’ve got the wrong person.” Young Master Jing looked at him. It seemed like this buddy was a little too self-media-oriented. How long had he not taken care of himself?

"I'm not mistaken! Aren't you the CEO of Air Home Appliances?" Wang Ergou pointed at his work badge, which had several huge letters written on it!

"I'm not a lady, I'm a gentleman." Young Master Jing raised his chin and pointed at his Adam's apple: "I'm a man."

Wang Ergou was stunned for a moment, took out the recorder, turned around, and his voice suddenly dropped three degrees, full of magnetism -

"In ancient times, Gou Jian, the King of Yue, slept on firewood and tasted gall, and with only 3,000 Yue soldiers he was able to conquer Wu. Today, the CEO of Aire Home Appliances is wearing women's clothing in public, just to avenge his past humiliation... A seven-foot-tall man wears Western clothes, but his heart is still a Chinese-made one - Aire Home Appliances has experienced a dramatic change. Is it a change in corporate strategy or a forced market trend? Today, let's find out! "

"No, man, you have a problem! My sister who has a mental disorder forced me to wear this skirt!"

"It's live streaming." Wang Ergou quickly stopped Jing Ershao from pulling his hand and lowered his voice: "I'm a big V, I have a lot of fans on the platform."

"...Ahem." Young Master Jing cleared his throat. "Yes, I put on a skirt to remember today. Many years later, when I think back to today, I will remember the afternoon when I was wearing a dress and swinging a sledgehammer in front of the invited guests... Is this what the camera is facing?"

"Yes, yes, please continue——"

"..."

080-It's a mess, the reputation is bad

"Sister Wang, what do you think?"

In the chaotic – crossed out – cheerful atmosphere of the campus, a group of media personnel were watching coldly.

Different from self-media like Wang Ergou, they are the real uncrowned kings, followed by professional guys carrying cameras.

Some even came in interview cars. It was obvious that the Ai Group still had some respect in the local area.

But today, it seemed that they were not given this face - no travel expenses, no tacit understanding, and even no manuscripts or precautions.

who am I?

Where is this place?

What am I doing here?

A group of professional media people can't be said to be looking at each other like a turtle looking at a mung bean, but they can basically be said to be staring at each other in confusion.

"What do you think?"

A capable woman holding a bowl of brown sugar rice cakes squinted her eyes and looked at the stage. Without turning her head, she asked, "Why don't you say it directly if you want to say it."

The brother put the camera down from his shoulder: "They are so unkind, they don't even have travel expenses..."

How are the rules of the underworld calculated? When holding a press conference, the payment must be made before the goods are delivered. When the media arrive, they are greeted first and then envelopes are stuffed into their pockets.

A general article has one price, and writing a separate article has another price. If it is a soft-article promotion or something, it depends on the relationship. Even if you give them money, they may not be available to serve you.

For a TV station like theirs, a team of two people, a cameraman and a field reporter, the starting price is one thousand yuan per person, and the price will increase depending on the specifications of the TV station. That's the price, and it was still a few years ago.

If I attend that kind of press conference, I have to buy some special gifts or something, or I have to buy a set to experience the product, right?

These days, if you don't pay me, it's really hard for me to do anything for you...

Sister Wang said 'hmm' and pointed at Alia on the stage with a bamboo stick in her hand: "Have you seen her?"

"Who?"

"The girl in overalls who looks about 18 years old."

"No, what's the matter?"

"I've seen her." Sister Wang stuffed the last of the brown sugar glutinous rice cake into her mouth and said vaguely, "She is the daughter of Ai Rulong and Sister Lu, her only child."

"Ai Rulong... Oh, the boss of the group that disappeared before?"

When Ai Rulong disappeared, the news actually paid quite a bit of attention to it, after all, he was a recognized entrepreneur with a net worth of hundreds of billions.

But the popularity of news is always limited, and no one will remember it after three to five months.

"Sister Lu was considered my senior back then. Now that I think about it, it's a pity..."