On May 3rd, it was another sunny morning.

Early birds land in the garden outside the villa, chirping in search of food.

The two people in the guest bedroom woke up almost at the same time, Bian Xuedao was in good spirits, and Fan Qingyu had a little dark circles under his eyes.

Looking at Fan Qingyu, who looked unnatural, he sat up while learning the way, leaned on the head of the bed, and broke the embarrassment: "Today Saturday, you don't have to go to work, right?"

Fan Qingyu also sat up, combed his hair with his fingers and said: "Do our business, the randomness is very strong, when you have a list in your hand, you are busy day and night, and when you don't have a list in your hand, you can rest for a few weeks." ”

Bian Xuedao listened, "oh", did not speak again, his attention was attracted by a peony picture on the wall opposite the bed, last night to look at the flowers, did not look at this painting carefully, now look, the style of painting is graceful and freehand, very good.

While learning to look at the painting, Fan Qingyu looked sideways at the sky outside the window, and there was a white cloud in the sky, floating slowly and unrestrained.

After watching each other for more than a minute, Fan Qingyu lifted the quilt and got out of bed, bent down to pick up the clothes that were thrown away last night, stood on the side of the bed, and learned to dress with his back to Biandao.

The white shirt was dry, wet and unhung, a little crumpled.

After wearing it, Fan Qingyu turned around and looked at Bian Xuedao on the bed and asked, "Do you need me to buy it and send it to you early?"

Bian Xuedao smiled and shook his head and said, "No need, someone will come to give it to me in a while." ”

Fan Qingyu nodded lightly and glanced at Bian Xuedao's exposed chest: "Then I'll go." ”

The sound of going downstairs, the sound of the door closing, and the faint sound of the vehicle igniting, after a few minutes, Bian Xuedao put on his pants and began to wander around the house from a different perspective.

Take notes as you go......

The refrigerator was empty, not to mention food, and there was not even a bottle of mineral water, so Li Bing bought it and arranged for someone to send it over.

The main bathroom is empty, there are no toiletries, I can only wash my face with water this morning, and there are no fucking towels.

The cloakroom was empty, so I had to buy a few suits, shirts, and ties to spare.

Belch...... You also need to buy pajamas.

By the way, no wonder I always feel that there is something wrong in the house, a lack of plants!

I don't know when Bian Xuedao will move in, so Li Yu and Fan Qingyu didn't think about placing plants, and without a nanny and housekeeper to take care of the house, the plants would have to die.

I walked through the upper and lower floors again, my stomach "gurgled", I found the bathroom and just wanted to sit down, looked around, and found that there was no toilet paper.

This Nima ......

Thinking that there was a paper pump in the car downstairs, Bian Xuedao put on his clothes, took the car keys, and went downstairs in a hurry.

He was also in such a hurry that he was looking for a paper drawer in the car, and he didn't notice a red Ferrari F430 parked at the corner of the intersection.

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Half an hour later, Bian Xuedao walked out of the villa and prepared to go to the company.

Today is Saturday, or the last day of the "May Day" holiday, there is no one in the company, but he has no good place to go for a while, anyway, he doesn't want to stay at home where there is nothing.

Bian Xuedao walked into the office, and Lu Heng, who was on duty in the company during the holiday, knocked on the door and came in and asked, "Mr. Bian, is there something?"

Bian Xuedao waved his hand: "It's okay, I'll come over and look at a few documents." ”

Lu Heng turned around and was about to go out, when he greeted him while learning: "Are you busy, if you are not busy, talk to me for a few words." ”

Lu Heng couldn't say that he was busy, nor could he say that he wasn't busy, he nodded and sat down on the sofa in the reception area.

Bian Xuedao walked over and sat down, and slowly spoke: "Is there any difficulty with Zhiwei Video here?"

Lu Heng sat precariously and said carefully: "There are a few difficulties. ”

Bian Xuedao leaned back on the sofa and said, "Tell me." ”

Lu Heng said: "The first is the online broadcasting rights of the Olympic Games, the difficulty is that our video website has just been established not long ago, and the top is skeptical about our strength, the number of users and the broadcast effect, which brings great obstacles to the negotiation." ”

Bian Xuedao pondered for a few seconds and said, "You want to complicate this matter. The name of the official network broadcaster sounds loud, but it actually doesn't mean much, after all, no one can do this thing exclusively, and the 2008 Olympic Internet content service sponsor is SH, which was decided in 2005. Let's talk about some key competitions and some gold-winning events, TV stations will definitely focus on looping broadcasts, which will inevitably weaken the traffic of online on-demand. Therefore, as long as we negotiate with the relevant departments of the Olympic Organizing Committee, we will not be held accountable for broadcasting, as for how much it costs to buy this broadcast right, according to about one-third of SH's bid, it is all at this juncture, and it must be sold for a penny over there. ”

Lu Heng lowered his head and thought for a few seconds, as if he was silently memorizing what Bian Xuedao said, and then raised his head and said: "The second difficulty is the 'Beautiful 2008' Micro Film Competition, which has been launched for nearly a month, but the lineup of directors who applied for it is a little ......" After a pause for a few seconds, Lu Heng gritted his teeth and said: "The director lineup is a little weak, there are almost no well-known ones, and the public relations department is currently making every effort to pull two cutting-edge directors to participate, and there is a ...... for us to make this micro film."

Bian Xuedao got up and took two cups of hot water, put one cup on the coffee table in front of Lu Heng, held the water cup and crossed Erlang's legs and said: "You have to understand one thing, we are holding a micro film competition, in another term, this is called online movies, it itself is used to select, excavate, and discover potential new directors, and unlike investing in the big screen, it does not require famous directors and stars to gain a certain amount of fame at the box office and strive not to lose money, these two things, the starting point and purpose are different." ”

"At present, the annual box office income in the mainland is nearly 10 billion yuan, but nearly 4/5 of the movies are not released in theaters. In addition, online movies can make up for the lack of the big screen to a large extent, which is conducive to discovering new talents, new directors and new actors can be trained, promoting the circulation of new and old blood, promoting the sustainable development of the film industry, and avoiding the abnormal phenomenon of several Chinese New Year blockbusters consuming one or two familiar faces at the same time. Think about it, how many people in society want to eat or are ready to eat movie meals, and with these people who are full of expectations, will our project not be successful?"

After taking a sip of water, Bian Xuedao continued: "You just need to be clear, to make online movies, we only need good content." The eyes of netizens are bright, with good content, users will have it, fans will have it, powerful directors and even well-known directors will have it, and at that time, brands will accelerate the commercialization process of online movies, and then explore profit models. ”

Lu Heng smiled bitterly and said, "Is this better for more professional people to do it?"

Bian Xuedao said with a smile: "You don't always think of yourself as a programmer, since you sit in this position, you have to work hard for compound talents." ”

Lu Heng said: "I'm afraid I won't be able to grasp ......."

Bian Xuedao said: "Talents need to be recruited, but at the moment I can give you three directions." ”

When Lu Heng heard this, he immediately looked at Bian Xuedao with anticipation. Speaking of which, he is also embarrassed enough, since he took over the video of Zhiwei, because the number of exchanges with Bian Xuedao is limited, some things have been quite vague, and he is a programmer, and his self-confidence in an unfamiliar field is not so strong, so he has long wanted to find an opportunity to communicate with Bian Xuedao.

Putting down the water cup in his hand, Bian Xuedao stretched out three fingers, dropped one, and said: "One is grassroots and down-to-earth, since it is on the Internet, don't play tall and wide with a shelf, the foothold should be the ordinary life of ordinary people." ”

He dropped another finger and said, "The other is humor and public welfare, these two sound like incompatible, but they are the key to ensuring the vitality of the work." ”

Dropping the last finger, Bian Xuedao continued: "Another one, continuity and small feelings, if we want to make a series of micro-films of 'City Reflection', we can focus on the theme of Yanjing, Shanghai, Shudu, Qingdao, Yangcheng, Chang'an, Lijiang, Taipei eight cities, each city chooses a unique theme to cut into, tell the story between different cities, and strive to explore the subtle relationship between cities and people." For example, let's do a food show, let's say it's called "A Bite of China", we can ......"

Bian Xuedao gushed his thoughts into Lu Heng, and accidentally even slipped out of "A Bite of China": "You see, in this way, there is continuity, and feelings can also penetrate into it." ”

Lu Heng was dumbfounded when he heard this.

He had limited contact with Bian Xuedao, and was shocked by Bian Xuedao's style of "golden ideas" at his fingertips.

Lu Heng has seen the world in the end, and he immediately recovered after a few seconds of "vertigo", he rubbed his hands and said: "You must have money to shoot high-quality video content, but the problem is that you may not be able to do this with money." ”

Bian Xuedao changed one leg and continued to stilt Erlang's leg and said: "It's not like a cloud, there is an independent perspective, it's good!"

This sentence is the most direct praise from Bian Xuedao to Lu Heng since they met.

Obviously, Lu Heng can calmly think of and bluntly say the possibility of "not doing well" after the boss describes a bunch of beautiful visions, which is a kind of ability and a manifestation of courage.

Bian Xuedao said: "Your perspective is right, growth is not equal to development, wealth is not equal to happiness, just like some people think that as long as the economy is the first, everything will be solved, and some people think that making a few more money can improve their taste, which is a very ridiculous idea." Any successful enterprise is not planned, not piled up with funds, but made by products, ideas, services and systems in a down-to-earth manner. ”

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When Bian Xuedao was communicating with his subordinates in the company, Fan Qingyu had just returned home with breakfast.

Coming out of Bian Xuedao, Fan Qingyu, who was worried about his heart, drove around Yanjing City in a circle, his mind full of last night's events.

Why did he choose to keep himself overnight after the renovation was over? Could it be that he had already designed it for him to decorate and find a chance to say goodbye after the night?

No, no, I don't have that much charm for billionaires to think about.

Could it be that he has deleted his phone number and will be a stranger from now on?

Now that he still has his things in his body, if he takes the evidence to report the crime, will he be able to get a large amount of compensation?

Will he dislike that he is not a virgin? But the old lady will not calculate, how do you know that she will stay with a billionaire at the age of 32?

Along the way, Fan Qingyu thought a lot.

When I got home, I ate a few bites, took a thorough shower, and then turned off my phone and went to bed to catch up on sleep.

Halfway through sleeping, I suddenly saw Bian Xuedao calling her in my dream, Fan Qingyu woke up at once, jumped to the ground and found the mobile phone to turn it on quickly, however, there was no text message indicating that the call had come.

Putting down the phone, Fan Qingyu was sleepy, she sat in front of the dressing mirror, looked at herself in the mirror in a daze, looked at it for a while, her hands were supported and squeezed, wanting to see how to make her career line a little deeper.

No matter what else, as soon as last night passed, Fan Qingyu's self-confidence suddenly rose: Last night it was Bian Xuedao, it was definitely not a cat or a dog that any woman could go to his bed, so thinking about it, he was still good.

Looking at my skin in the mirror, although it is still fair and firm, the age is obvious.

Thinking back to last night, a woman's intuition told Fan Qingyu that Bian Xuedao needed a woman, and Yan Jing didn't have a woman close to him, so he took advantage of the loophole.

Feeling miraculous and lucky, Fan Qingyu felt a deep sense of crisis in his heart: what if...... If there's still a chance to ...... with him Will he think he's old?

Thinking of this, Fan Qingyu got up and went to the drawer to find a bank card, and then quickly changed her clothes, she was going to a well-known beauty club in the city to apply for a card, she wanted to do whole body care, she wanted to keep her youth as much as possible.

Because she used her youthful little tail to catch a super big "golden turtle".

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(Because of well-known reasons, the online literature circle has been very turbulent recently, I try my best to check myself, but it is really difficult to update the ticket, the current situation is critical, I can only resign myself to fate, and do it and cherish it.) ）

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