Chapter 81: Miss Song was not hand-picked
"That's why I said that I am the same ordinary person as you, not a star, this is a show that excavates talents, not a star, I am enough to be myself. Isn't it time to eat? I'm going to help. "The apron on Song Yaqiao's body is not white.
Journalists are all sharp-eyed.
They took out their mobile phones to take photos of her helping to wash, chop and serve vegetables in the kitchen.
The reporter was a guest at the door, and the foreman arranged two tables for them.
Song Yaqiao held the tray and filled two tables of dishes at the same time.
After serving, I sat down at the third table and ate with the staff.
Reporter, you look at me, I look at you, I don't dare to move.
The foreman didn't understand at first, and persuaded him: "In the future, half of the old base material and half of the new base material will be in our store, and if the new base material is sold well, it will replace the old base material. ”
The reporters still didn't dare to move, and they all looked at Song Yaqiao with incredible eyes.
Song Yaqiao got up and leaned on the foreman, and said as "she is the clerk Song Yaqiao at the moment": "The foreman is right, the new one will slowly replace the old one, and the taste of 'Juewei' is absolutely top, if you miss this village, there will be no such store." I know that when you see me working, you all think that I am subversive of the Song Yaqiao you imagined, but even if I am still Miss Song Family, I must respect the rules of the show when I participate in this show, everything here is within my scope of responsibility, here, I have no privileges, no nobility, no status, only obedience and seriousness. ”
The reporters were finally persuaded by her and burst into thunderous applause.
A reporter stood up and applauded her: "Miss Song, it's good, we appreciate you and are optimistic about you!" ”
Song Yaqiao clasped her hands together: "Thank you, can you eat now?" ”
The reporter no longer picked up the chopsticks with no worries: "Everyone was hungry for a long time, thinking it was a Hongmen banquet, before the words were clear, of course they didn't dare to move, but now they dare to move." ”
As he spoke, he picked up a piece of crispy meat and put it in his mouth: "It's so delicious." ”
Song Yaqiao couldn't help laughing, and also returned to her place and started cooking.
Meanwhile.
The TV screen came back on after a lapse of nearly two hours.
Ye Nanlin sat on the rostrum where he had just spoken, and this time he was alone.
The hostess named Li Ge said: "Good afternoon, all the audience and friends, I have experienced the succession ceremony and lunch, and now Mr. Ye Nanlin's press conference has officially begun, this reception will last for three hours, Mr. Ye will answer every question, the audience and friends have any questions, you can call our hotline through the contact information at the bottom of our screen, and we will relay your questions." ”
In front of the stage where Ye Nanlin was sitting, there were dozens of microphones with the logos of various media outlets.
The camera is facing Ye Nanlin's handsome face, this time the picture is not cut again, the screen is full of Ye Nanlin's soul-stirring face, which is too eye-catching.
Song Yaqiao saw a few of the familiar logos and was surprised to find that the media belonging to the reporters who had just interviewed her went to Yiri in two ways.
"Fortunately, I chose to come to Miss Song's side, eating hot pot while watching handsome guys, which is much better than them going to Yiri to win the jackpot."
"Me too, I originally thought that Miss Song's side was much simpler, and the world of men's business wars was complicated, but fortunately, our boss thought that I was a newcomer, and it would not be my turn to do such a high-level job as interviewing Ye Nanlin, even if the store didn't speak, we could also have a big meal with the AA system."
"Oh, this trip is really not in vain, it is delicious and beautiful, I really hope that every expatriate interview can have such benefits."
……
Song Yaqiao sat facing the TV, silently listening to the discussion of the reporters behind her, and looking at Ye Nanlin.
The press conference officially began.
Song Yaqiao was so hungry that she kept picking up cooked things to eat.
The foreman gave her a piece of beef: "Hurry up and eat more, the front is all about the topic, and there is nothing to see." ”
Song Yaqiao looked at Ye Nanlin, he had a habitual action when accepting this kind of formal interview.
Adjust the meeting microphone close to your body.
He sits upright, doesn't have to bother with the microphone, and is flexible in his answers.
He said: "Ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon, this press conference is a follow-up to the press conference of "Leisurely Home on the Top of the Clouds", and I promise to hold a unified Q&A press conference. At this press conference, I did not ask the media for an interview sheet, and for the next three hours, I asked questions and answered them on the spot. There are nearly 40 domestic and international media on the scene, and your position is arranged in the order of appointment, in view of the time, each is limited to two questions, a total of 10 minutes of Q&A time, and I will make up for the excess time according to the situation. ”
"Ye Sanshao is too awesome, even if there is a question in the family, his brain will be knotted, and his tongue will be knotted, where can he come up with different answers to satisfy everyone?" Chef Lao Zhang suddenly spoke.
The clerk next to him poked him with her elbow: "Otherwise, if someone else can be the president, you can only be a chef." ”
"What's wrong with the chef? Chefs are mentally and physically taught, and every day I have to do everything I can to please my customers, and in order to keep repeat customers, my black hair is about to turn gray. Look at you again, is it to hand out leaflets, greet customers, clean every day, this kind of unskilled work, can anyone do it well? ”
"yes, yes, you're amazing, why don't you trade with us and see if it's really that simple to entertain customers? We also need to know how to adapt on the spot, okay? And hygiene, just you big and coarse, can you clean up the corners? When the store is clean and bright, you can attract customers to come in and eat, otherwise, no matter how good your craftsmanship is, you will not be able to sell it. ”
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The clerks played with each other, seemingly complaining to each other, but they were also full of the warmth of mutual understanding.
Only a relationship similar to family can blurt out so joyful and casual, even if it is a bad word, it will not be so harsh when it comes out of the mouth of a relative, and it is justified.
With such a team, Song Yaqiao integrates very naturally.
No baggage, no stress.
Only the persistence and perseverance of working together for a goal.
"Mr. Ye Nanlin, according to the information we have, your hair is small, and you are also your partner in the program "Leisurely Living on the Clouds", Miss Song Yaqiao, during college, you are very good at advertising planning, and you have won many awards, why did you not handpick Miss Song in this planning, but hired Miss Song's competitor Miss Luo Yanwan?"
This question is like a bomb exploding a happy hot pot restaurant.
Song Yaqiao was stabbed severely, put down the bowl, and looked at Ye Nanlin seriously.
Everyone else fell silent.
Once Lao Zhang opened his mouth, he couldn't stop talking, staring at the two tables of reporters, and hugged Song Yaqiao: "You children, are you so self-righteous?" Dare to ask any questions, and even involve irrelevant people, not afraid of being bombed out by the organizers. ”
Song Yaqiao gratefully hugged her fist at Lao Zhang, it was true that she didn't want to bother these lovely clerks because of her own affairs.
made a silent gesture to Lao Zhang again, and Lao Zhang reluctantly nodded.