Lin Jianqiu hurriedly took out a stick, pointed to a blank space in the poster hanging in the building, and explained.

It turned out that although Lin Jianqiu did not open a special column for Boss Qiu, he left a column dedicated to writing short stories of celebrities in Huacheng. In this way, in addition to being able to write for Boss Qiu, you can also write for others.

Let's just say that those who are rich and powerful in Huacheng can write about it in this column. This column doesn't charge any money and is used exclusively to gather contacts.

Oh yes, if you don't have money or power, you can also write about it.

For example, the first girl in Hualou...... The first wave of big girls in Hualou...... Flower House ...... Something like that.

That has to be written, too! can't just write for the powerful, the people also have to pay attention to one or two, what's wrong with the girl in Flower Street? Can't you get on the page?! No! Yes!

, you have to have a work ethic.

You can't write nonsense!

As a journalist, to speak for the facts, we must go deep among the masses and deeply among the masses.

You said that you are the first technical director of Flower Street, you are I? Reporter Nalin has to try it to know that he can write it.

Cough......

I heard that there are a few good ones in the troupe, and if the layout is empty, they have to be written.

"Boss Qiu, wait for the second part, and your whole picture will be drawn, but your face is still covered, and when you wait for the third part, you will take a full body photo...... Oh no, the whole body painting just came out. Lin Jianqiu explained to Boss Qiu in detail.

"Ouch boss, listen to it, boss, your glorious deeds have to be hung on Flower Street for more than half a year!"

"Our leader, there are many stories!"

"Write more stories about how to beat the cowards of the Xipo Mountain to find teeth all over the ground."

"That's right! Let the people of this flower street know that our Dongpo Mountain is stronger than Xipo Mountain! ”

When the brothers heard this, they looked at their boss happily, proudly, and enviously, and slapped their asses one by one.

Lin Jianqiu's analysis is right, these bandits have been bandits all their lives, and they also want to be famous, they have never heard of such a thing as propaganda and promotion before, but now they have heard and seen it, and their hearts are surging.

Especially Boss Qiu, this is the first time in his life that someone has written a manuscript for him, and he can still understand this draft, not the kind of poetry that is crepe, which is weird.

"It turns out that this is what the serial means, Brother Lin, you write this thing well, but are you writing Lao Tzu? Why don't you think you're so good......"

After listening to Lin Jianqiu's reading of this manuscript, Boss Qiu smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into a slit.

Character interviews and story serialization, don't you have to polish a story or two? Not to mention that the celebrity packaging came like this, the packaging of financial figures is not much different. It's just that the packaging of financial figures is more in the form of writing books.

What "Memoirs of XX Group", "Memoirs of XX Entrepreneurship", "Those Days I Had with Mr. Ma", "My Days of Working in Jingxi" and the like. For this kind of book, Lin Jianqiu also wrote 20 chapters for one of the companies and took 30,000 yuan.

Do you really think that these books were written by the author himself? 90% of the time, the company pays someone to write, and this person generally does not have the energy to write, so they find some reporters and buy it by chapter to write.

Most of these reporters are young reporters who have worked for three or four years, write well, but are financially strained. Anyway, it is also an experience to get 10,000 or 20,000 yuan, and to be able to write a manuscript for the enterprise, and the market for buying and selling is very good.

This is a kind of propaganda of corporate culture. It's just that Lin Jianqiu used this kind of propaganda in the bandit village.

Not to mention the long serialization, it's just to write a novel for the bandits, that's okay, that's a later story, just give the money when the time comes.

"Just write it, it's good!" Boss Qiu is a rough man, Lin Jianqiu's easy-to-understand writing, he can understand it, and it is also written in his heart.

Manuscript is simple.

Lin Jianqiu touched his chin in embarrassment and sighed: "Hey...... Pity...... It's a pity ......"

While sighing, he looked at the propaganda cloth hanging upstairs, walking back and forth, and while walking, he looked at the big tiger under Boss Qiu's buttocks. Don't say it, this beast is quite human, maybe he smelled Lin Jianqiu's covetousness, and there was a low roar in his throat and eyes.

"What a pity?" Boss Qiu asked suspiciously, stretched out his hand and patted the tiger's head, and scolded angrily: "What are you calling blindly!" ”

The tiger immediately fell silent, but still looked at Lin Jianqiu with great hostility.

Lin Jianqiu grabbed his hair in embarrassment, and sighed again: "This manuscript, everything is good, but there is a failure...... I'm afraid it will affect your prestige, Boss Qiu. ”

"Failure?" When Boss Qiu heard this, his face changed: "It affects my prestige, that's not good, Brother Lin, tell me, where is the failure?" ”

Saying that, Boss Qiu looked at the handkerchief, but unfortunately he couldn't read the words, so he handed it to the bookkeeper, and the bookkeeper looked at it, he was used to the ancient style, and he couldn't figure out Lin Jianqiu's writing, he only felt that it was popular, and for a while, he couldn't see any failure.

"It's a pity, I'm going to write you a separate piece of this mount, I haven't ridden a tiger...... Write it out...... Ay...... There is always a little less flavor in writing......" Lin Jianqiu's eyes lit up, and he explained solemnly: "Actually, this flower city is a hundred miles away, and you and the head of the dart board have ridden a tiger, if I can write the feeling of riding a tiger, then absolutely!" Absolute! Absolute! ”

I'm afraid of my thighs: "It's definitely a sensation in Huacheng!" ”

As soon as he said this, all the bandits nodded like chickens pecking rice.

"That's right, where have those little people ridden tigers!"

"Not only them, we haven't ridden them before!"

"If this is written, I think even the official will come to take a look...... Boss, that's a really long face! ”

When Boss Qiu heard this, he proudly touched the tiger's head and said, "That's it!" ”

"What's more!" Lin Jianqiu added: "That rich lady, in the depths of the boudoir, will be fascinated by the majesty of our Boss Qiu!" ”

Hahahaha, the bandit village burst into laughter.

"Hey, it's a pity, I haven't ridden a tiger, Boss Qiu is so heroic, as long as I can solve the problem of the girls in the bandit village, I will send me a tiger cub, but the tiger cub will grow up, it will take time to ......" Lin Jianqiu touched his chin, the embarrassment on his face was really ...... Cheap enough......

"That's fine." Boss Qiu laughed: "Come, you ride, feel it, and write a good story for Lao Tzu!" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Lin Jianqiu with envy.

Ride Boss Qiu's mount! It's something I've never seen before, and I've never even thought of. The finch on the side smiled and looked at her son-in-law with great admiration.

Childe is so powerful, he said that he wanted to ride his tiger, and he could really ride it...... Finch thought to herself.

"Ouch, ouch, don't dare! Don't dare! Lin Jianqiu retreated again and again, as if he received a red envelope during the Spring Festival: "I can't help it!" I can't help it! I can't help it~! This is your mount! ”

"Ordinary people, I definitely won't let me ride, how can Lao Tzu's mount be ridden casually, but don't you want to write an article? Ride it, and it doesn't hurt! Boss Qiu got up, walked down from the tiger, and beckoned to Lin Jianqiu.

"This ...... This ......"

"Don't worry! This riding a tiger is similar to riding your. As soon as Boss Qiu said this, everyone laughed and looked at the finch one after another. The finch blushed and lowered her head.

She is Lin Jianqiu's mother-in-law, so she naturally knows that when she rides a girl, she is riding her.

"Boss Qiu, look at your words, don't you feel heartbroken?" Lin Jianqiu cried with a sad face: "I'm in the peach blossom bamboo leaf scatter now, and I can't get up...... Can't ride the ......"

Hahaha, the crowd laughed again.

Dare to blacken himself, this brother is good, honest.

"Come on, stop grinding!" Boss Qiu frowned.

Lin Jianqiu still looked cowardly: "Boss, look, this ...... This...... This tiger is glaring at me, it won't eat me......"

Instigate......

With a whip, the tiger was beaten obediently.

"This is my brother, ride you now, don't roar!" Boss Qiu pointed at Lin Jianqiu, and the tiger looked over.

Okay, now they have become brothers, Lin Jianqiu was secretly happy in his heart.

"I'm still afraid of ......" Lin Jianqiu still couldn't go over: "Your mount, how can I have your courage, I can't shake it......"

"What are you afraid of, in this way, Lao Tzu will lead you, it's all right?" Boss Qiu said while pointing at Lin Jianqiu: "This brother is timid, but he is true and sincere, and he is timid, and he recognizes it." ”

Well, honestly.

The honest Lin Jianqiu wants to ride Boss Qiu's tiger, and he has to ask Boss Qiu to lead the tiger for him......

Hey......

Lin Jianqiu smiled and turned over to the tiger!