Chapter 232 Wrong propaganda method(1/2)
If Bai Su knew more about the human world, then he would remember that there is such a model called pyramid schemes.
However, Bai Su didn't understand it so deeply. Regarding An Xiangwen's invitation to visit the company, he held the brochure in his hand and thought about it.
Although there is no disgusting smell in the booklet, the two occurrences together with the presence of nausea led Baisu to recognize the bound word "Tuochuan"...
The black-haired young man squinted his eyes and asked, "What does visiting a company mean?"
"Just... take a look at the product, listen to the introduction, and if you like it, pay for it...?" An Xiangwen organized his sentence, "If you ask this, why do I feel like I am doing sales work?"
The curly-haired young man fell into deep thought.
He began to think about whether he would lose more hair as a programmer or as a salesperson.
Before the human youth could think of a reason, Bai Su gave the answer first.
"Okay." Bai Su folded the booklet in his hand, "When?"
Out of "curiosity" about Tuochuan, Bai Su thought it was not impossible to take such a trip.
An Xiangwen, who originally thought he had to spend some time, sighed, then raised his head in surprise: "Really?"
Bai Sufu nodded again: "A bit 'curious'."
An Xiangwen quickly took out his mobile phone and confirmed the time: "Today is too late, I have work tomorrow...how about the day after tomorrow? I can drive the company car to pick up Brother Bai!"
The curly-haired young man looked at the people while talking. After receiving Bai Su's signal of agreement, he finalized the itinerary at the speed of light.
An Xiangwen wiped away the non-existent tears: "Great, this month's performance has been saved."
Bai Su glanced at the person: "I think I'm still in the probation period when I just joined the job. It's not too late to resign now."
An Xiangwen sighed: "Let's finish this month at least."
Bai Su gave him a polite persuasion. After he separated from An Xiangwen, he returned home. On the way home, he took a turn and killed an edible little ghost, and then called the aftermath personnel of the special department.
After reporting the address, he ran away. As long as there was no direct contact, the paper report could not catch up with him.
The next day, Bai Quan was busy with the live broadcast for half a day, and Bai Quan went out for the remaining half of the day and disappeared without a trace. Bai Su took over the camera, fixed the mobile phone on the stand in the kitchen, and showed his fans another dark cooking skill.
The white dog came back in the evening, bringing wet vapor all over his body.
Bai Su stopped Bai Quan at the door in disgust, and waited until the clone had finished dealing with him before letting the dog in.
As for the report on the evening news that a "water monkey" was suspected of appearing in a certain reservoir, Bai Su glanced at Bai Quan curiously.
"Water Monkey Ben Monkey" turned over in the nest and burped.
On the third day, Thursday, the human youth came to the door as promised.
Originally, An Xiangwen wanted to come early in the morning, but Bai Su only replied with a question mark as to the time when he first sent the message.
An Xiangwen saw the silent threat in the question mark, and the human young man changed his words sincerely and set the time back.
At this point in time, An Xiangwen went to the company to check in and then left.
It takes about an hour and a half to drive from where he currently works to where Bai Su lives, and then drive back.
I don't know if it was An Xiangwen's imagination, but Brother Bai seemed to circle the company car he drove over several times.
An Xiangwen asked dryly: "Brother Bai, is there something wrong with this car?"
After turning around three times, Bai Su looked away regretfully: "No problem, no need to smash...get in the car."
Although the sound of smashing was pronounced very softly, An Xiangwen still heard it.
The curly-haired young man watched with fear as Bai Su got into the car, and then carefully inserted the car key into the keyhole.
Did he hear it correctly? Did Brother Bai just say that he wanted to smash the car?
What did this car do wrong?
With such doubts, An Xiangwen drove absent-mindedly all the way. Fortunately, he only fell into his own world when he stopped and waited for the red light. Except for being urged by the car behind him by honking its horn a few times, there was no danger of an accident.
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On the way, An Xiangwen drew his attention and asked another person in the car: "Brother Bai said yesterday that he was interested in our company?"
In a sense, curiosity can indeed represent interest.
Bai Su did not deny it, and nodded along with the curly-haired young man's intention.
An Xiangwen looked at the rearview mirror and asked, "Brother Bai has heard of our company before?"
The black-haired young man who could be seen in the rearview mirror frowned: "I heard, I don't know when I went out, a crazy person pulled me and said something...'Can you take a moment to understand
We have great...great products.' After saying this, he thrust a leaflet into my hand, which was quite impressive."
Perfectly repeating the original words in his memory, Bai Su looked forward as he spoke.
Due to the relationship between the front and rear seats, he couldn't see clearly the expression of the curly-haired young man, but he could feel some changes in the human aura.
An Xiangwen's mood did change and he became a little embarrassed. He was so embarrassed that his toes wanted to scratch the ground through his shoes.
It’s already 20xx, why are there still people using such words to spread... propaganda!
The curly-haired young man seemed to know where Bai Su's curiosity came from and why he was so impressed.
However, his new workplace should be a serious company?
An Xiangwen comforted himself in his heart and explained: "It should be the personal behavior of the employees who distributed the flyers..."
Bai Su asked in the back row: "Really?"
An Xiangwen answered uncertainly: "Yes...yes."
The human young man's tone was so weak that he even doubted it.
After that, the two of them stopped talking, and the car drove to a residential building...or a commercial and residential building.
Bai Su looked up at the building in front of him hesitantly: "Your company...?"
An Xiangwen scratched his head: "It seems that the rent in other places is too expensive, but the company's benefits are still very good..."
His tone became weak again, and the curly-haired young man closed his mouth and began to lead the way.
When riding the elevator up, Bai Su always felt that the scenes in front of him had a sense of déjà vu.
Bai Suxiang, where have you seen this?
As a result of his distraction, he walked half a beat slower, all by imitating the humans in front of him.
An Xiangwen, who was in the front, noticed something strange coming from behind. He turned his perspective slightly and could see the black-haired young man's eyes empty, but he still followed him impartially.
An Xiangwen slowed down silently.
When he reached the corner and was about to enter a certain door in the corridor, Bai Su started to think about it.
He made a fist with his right hand and struck it on the palm of his left hand.
Isn't this the model used by the strange organization his parents joined in the case file lent to him by the special department? He remembers it being called...
The door was pushed open by the curly-haired young man in front, revealing a simple and clear reception desk with white light tubes hanging from the ceiling, casting a few swaying light shadows.
There was a young woman standing behind the front desk. She looked at the door politely.
Behind her is a company logo that begins with the word Tuochuan.
When someone comes in, the woman at the front desk immediately smiles brightly.
Say hello, register your name, introduce the company, and give directions all in one process. Thanks to An Xiangwen, the latter two processes have been simplified.
When the woman at the front desk was writing her name, she whispered to An Xiangwen with a sweet smile: "You are finally open. Are you bringing friends here?"
"Finally? Haven't you taken care of someone before?" An Xiangwen blinked, "Just last week."
The woman at the front desk glanced at An Xiangwen coolly and said sheepishly, "Does that count as a head count?"
The women at the front desk refer to the two people An Xiangwen pulled from the street last week. They ran away impatiently after entering the gate. The young man with curly hair had a dry smile on his face.
Therefore, they recommend recruiting their own people.
Familiar relatives and friends will never lose face. No matter what, they can enter their company and sit down.
The woman at the front desk looked over the shoulder of the curly-haired young man and looked at the black-haired young man behind him.
Although there is only one person, at least bringing someone here is better than coming to work empty-handed every day.
The black-haired young man sensed the gaze of the woman at the front desk, retracted his gaze from nowhere, and then projected it on her body.
Maybe he's looking at the company's logo, or maybe he's looking at the surrounding furnishings, such as the green plants on the front desk.
Finally, the black-haired young man looked at the woman at the front desk.
His eyes were dark and there was not much emotion in them.
After watching it for a few seconds, the black-haired young man curled his lips.
The woman at the front desk inexplicably sped up her introduction to the company. After saying the last word, she stretched out her hand to the right, signaling An Xiangwen to quickly take the grievance he was seeking... Oh no, take the people he brought in and go inside.
"Go straight to the end and turn left to the second room." The woman at the front desk forced a smile on her face, "Just go in and sit down, the next show will start soon."
What's next?
A little curious but not much, Bai Su followed An Xiangwen into the corridor on the right.
To be continued...