Chapter 3: The First Pot of Gold (11)

"Ji Dashao, you didn't call to be in a daze with me, right? Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Wait!" Ji Shaoyang hurriedly stopped her: "You don't want to know about the broadcast of the show?" Isn't this girl curious at all? This is a show she created herself!

Qin Xue casually said "um": "Anyway, I know it's not bad, so it's okay." "I can already guess the result from my father's phone call, do I need to ask in particular?

"Not bad?" Ji Shaoyang on the other side of the phone almost smashed the phone: "Miss Qin, Qin Da Production, it's our company's first business, please pay more attention, okay?" The phone in the company was about to burst, and reporters from several TV stations, newspapers and magazines came, and many came to inquire about the location of the food city. It's good that you can hide in school, but it's hard for us workers. ”

It would be strange if Qin Xue believed him: "Come less, don't think I don't know how much you like to deal with the media." But how will the audience know about our company's phone number?"

Ji Shaoyang clenched the phone with hatred, gritted his teeth and said: "Who has to write the company phone number behind the show? Who is the one who said that the free publicity opportunity should not be in vain?"

"Well, it looks like it's me. Qin Xue touched her nose and laughed dryly: "Isn't that good? At least the name of the company is out." On the media side, it is better to kill people than to miss it, not to be remembered for a hundred years, but also to leave a stench for 10,000 years, no matter what tone they are going to write about us, they can go as they please. Good cigarettes and good wine are entertained, and there will be basically no problems. ”

Ji Shaoyang was speechless, what does it mean that it can't be celebrated for a hundred years, and it must be left for ten thousand years. Their programs are also for the people. Although it is an advertisement, doesn't it also make countless people deeply understand the essence of food?

"If I hadn't known that you were Qin Feng's sister, I would definitely think that you were over thirty years old. Have all the current high school girls evolved to such a demonic level?" Finally, he sullenly dropped the sentence and hung up the phone.

Finally the roots of her ears were clear, Qin Xue smiled, and flipped out the text messages full of mailboxes one by one to read. Most of them were from Sophie, and they must have been unable to get through to her in the morning, so they all sent them in the form of text messages.

"Boss, I posted the episode that aired yesterday to the video website as you said, and I also left the address in the blog. ”

"Boss, there are 200,000 new hits on the blog today!"

"No, the fingers that answer the questions are going to be broken, and I strongly demand a salary increase!"

"There's a magazine asking me for an interview, I—How should I answer?"

"Boss, I'm going to talk back. There's another place to interview me!"

……

It was easy to read Sophie's text message, and Qin Xue replied to the text message leisurely.

"Any interview is up to you, but don't forget that you are the mascot of our Fengxue Media, the interview is okay, and the poaching directly makes him flash, you know?"

Send.

Shutdown.

She gracefully resent the phone back into her pocket.

Cloudless, sunny, birdsong, no noise.

The weather is really nice today.

This is the most remote part of the school, and you have to cross the playground and sports field to get through, so there are basically not many people who come over.

The soft grass smelled of grass and soil, and the large trees surrounded by one person were just enough for her to lean on and block the view of others. It doesn't get much better than a lunch break.

Usually, Qin Xue would take a nap while enjoying the sunshine here, in order to replenish the energy exploited by various things. But today's series of phone calls and text messages made her lose her sleepiness.