"In addition to the salary, you will be given a bonus of 10,000 yuan for each episode of the show." After Lin Dong discussed it with the system, the tea master took up his post.

And extra money?

I just don't want to stay in the company and squeeze juice, okay?

No, there may not even be a chance to squeeze juice.

The people in the company are gone, and it's not interesting for the two front desks to stay here.

Lin Dong granted them paid leave.

Go and see the great rivers and mountains of the motherland, add some connotation, so as not to be full of gossip and finally become a beautiful vase.

"Mr. Lin, I must be in charge of the tea and help everyone order a box lunch."

It is impossible to walk, and it is impossible to walk to death.

In the bar outside, it is impossible to earn 30,000 yuan a month if your arm is tired, not to mention that there are five insurances, one housing fund and 16 salaries.

The most outrageous thing is that you don't have to work on weekends and holidays.

Working in a bar is the money you earn on weekends and holidays.

"You don't need to order a boxed lunch, you can eat it in the restaurant," Lin Dong will not let go of this opportunity to lose money, and the nature of their program is also convenient for everyone to eat in the restaurant.

"Okay, Mr. Lin." After all, the tea master has not been upgraded to a boxed lunch brother.

"By the way, remember to bring the juicer."

When Wang Shuo was about to leave his office, Lin Dong added a sentence.

Wang Shuo stumbled under his feet and left in a hurry.

The recruitment of Kleist Culture Media was held as scheduled.

It's just that the location of the interview is a bit confusing.

It is actually a well-known private restaurant.

On the first day, more than 30 people who participated in the interview were arranged to sit at the tables like guests.

"You can order food, eat for free, and call the number to enter the private room." A majestic man with five big and three thick urns left a sentence angrily, and stood at the door of the private room like an iron tower.

"Number 27, go in!"

Random calling, obviously not starting from 1.

No. 27 is a little girl who doesn't look very old, and she almost yelled at this voice.

Timidly walked in.

There was supposed to be a large round table in the private room, but now it's gone.

It was changed to a small table with a long table.

There were five people seated at the long table.

A fat uncle who looks forty or fifty years old, a lewd thin man, two good-looking girls, and a handsome one.

"Hello teachers."

"Ahem, there's a menu on your table, order a dish first." The fat uncle began to speak.

Order?

Didn't you come for an interview?

A girl who once played a small supporting role in a costume drama feels that she really can't keep up with the rhythm of the capital's entertainment industry.

I ordered a sautéed broccoli.

Plain.

While waiting for the food, the fat uncle and the lewd man asked a few questions respectively.

Where are you home?

What school?

What do you like to eat?

What's not to eat?

The dish came very quickly, and it was placed directly on the table in front of the girl.

"Eat."

The girl hesitated, picked up her chopsticks and began to eat.

After eating a small dish, the interview is over, and each of the five interviewers writes a sentence as their own judgment.

Finally, it comes into the hands of the HR manager.

"Well, wait a minute." Chen Xiaoman shouted to the girl who got up to leave.

"The red envelope on the table over there, you can take one and go."

And red envelopes?

There are even red envelopes to get for the interview.

After going out, I opened it curiously and saw that it was actually ten hundred-yuan bills.

What a generous crew.

"Number 14, go in!"

The candidate on the 14th ordered a plate of "honey osmanthus bones", and the aroma was compelling after it was served.

The girl eats happily.

Each of the five interviewers scored their own points.

Lin Dong gave a good high score, but unfortunately he still couldn't pull up the total score.

This girl's eating appearance is too ugly.

is not good-looking, far from the resume photo, and the food is so vulgar, appearing on the show will make the audience lose their appetite.

The total score and comments of five people come out.

Chen Xiaoman still asked the girl to take a red envelope and get out.

So red envelopes are not a good thing either.

It means that you are out of play, so hurry up and buy a ticket to go home.

On this day, more than 30 interviewees ate more than 30 dishes, and only two did not receive red envelopes.

One is Nortel's younger sister named Yang Lan.

The appearance and amount of food are not bad, and the personality is also hearty and generous.

The most important thing is that people have a certain popularity, after all, child stars debuted, but later they changed people with that role.

From then to now, she has never gotten a decent role.

I was crippled.

It's out of breath.

Even her mother, who is like a mother and son in the play, said, you look like this, it's better to stop acting.

Now she is sitting in front of Lin Dong and the others.

If she is chosen, Lin Dong has no opinion.

Others also gave good high marks.

It's just that the little girl still hasn't decided her own path, she still wants to prove herself with acting.

Inside, she didn't expect much to be hired.

Anyone can see this.

"We respect your choice, even if you don't participate in this show, if you want to continue acting, you can sign up to our company." Zhang Sanpang said on his own.

Lin Dong raised his eyes and looked at the girl.

There is no noncommittal on this.

It doesn't matter.

Anyway, this woman is already angry and disabled.

Even her "mom" said so.

"Really?" Yang Lan was very excited.

It was a complete bonus.

She came to the interview, mainly because she was unwilling to go on in obscurity.

People live for a lifetime, isn't it just to go to a higher place and make themselves more comfortable to live, she has been acting since she was a child, and she has a better chance of getting ahead on this road.

Once the top of the mountain was a small view of the mountains.

If it's red, I want to be red again.

She didn't want to participate in the show so much, and she knew better than anyone else about her physique of becoming fat as soon as she ate it.

"Mr. Lin?" Chen Xiaoman looked at Lin Dong.

Lin Dong nodded in agreement.

"This is my business card, go back to me." Chen Xiaoman took out a business card of his own.

Everyone has their own business card.

Even bartender Wang Shuo has it.

Yang Lan stepped forward and took it with both hands, bowed to all the people and thanked them, and left happily.

"How to sign an artist contract?" Chen Xiaoman asked.

Shi Shanshan pondered for a while, explained the confusion to Lin Dong, who was confused, and said: "If you are a newcomer, you generally sign five to ten years, the first three years are generally six four, the company is six, the artist is four, and the last three years are four or six. ”

"What if it's not a newcomer?" Lin Dong asked.

"If it's not a newcomer, it's generally Sanqi, if you're optimistic about the development prospects, it's okay to be 28, if it's a real big coffee, you can just let him set up a studio."

"Sister Shanshan, you know so much!" Chen Xiaoman praised word by word.

In fact, she is reminding her cousin, don't say (bie four times), you are about to show your stuff.

You are a college student with no work experience, and if you perform too well, you will shoot yourself in the foot.

However, Lin Dong obviously didn't notice this.

"This Yang Lan junior doesn't seem to be a newcomer, so let's set her a twenty-eighty divide."

"Uh, she's ...... now"

"I'm optimistic about her future, didn't you just say that if you are optimistic about the future, you can be twenty-eight?"

"Okay, Mr. Lin." Shi Shanshan touched her smooth forehead and seemed to have received a signal from her cousin.

Stop talking.

Anyway, it's not her salary.