At noon, Su Qingyue invited people from the department to dinner.

Although the work meal is simple, it is still delicious.

Everyone was chatting, and everyone was looking forward to the outbreak of the public beta.

Only Su Qingyue’s mind was filled with difficulties in execution.

He is not worried about publicity and channels.

But there is one thing that he is very worried about - the endorsement stars.

Not only Hualu, but in fact the entire gaming industry rarely breaks through the existing endorsement model.

Is it really possible?

He was worried again.

The film and television entertainment industry is an industry they don't understand at all.

This difficulty was confirmed.

Su Qingyue told everyone that there will be a meeting in the afternoon to summarize the difficulties.

Discuss solutions and assign specific work.

I ate two more bites of food.

The phone rang, and Su Qingyue lowered his head to look.

I found out that the call was from Nandu, and it was the fixed number of the newspaper office.

Amou? Su Qingyue thought subconsciously, this little guy would do anything to save phone bills.

He smiled and pressed the answer button.

A serious and familiar female voice came from over there: "Hello."

Amu’s mother!

In an instant, Su Qingyue's hair stood on end, and a mouthful of food was in his mouth.

No words were spoken for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Sister Haohao noticed that he was a little strange.

"It's okay, you can chat."

Su Qingyue whispered, quickly got up and left.

Everyone behind him felt that when he left quickly, it felt like he was being caught by his wife.

Exited the hotel door.

Suddenly I feel a little hot. It seems that spring is coming little by little.

How could Amu's mother know her mobile phone number in Pingjing?

Did they know about this so quickly?

Was it Amu who confessed? Su Qingyue thought it was unlikely.

But what's going on with this phone call?

Amu's mother continued at this moment: "Qingyue? Did you hear that?"

Sounds very kind, but imagine what she looks like.

Wearing gold-rimmed glasses, he always has a straight face.

Like there is some kind of class hatred.

Being so kind is definitely a fake.

"Uh... Auntie," he stuttered for a moment, not knowing how to respond at all.

"Qingyue?"

"I...um...auntie, I heard it."

It was as if I had used all my strength to say these words.

As Su Qingyue spoke, he actually let out a sigh of relief.

He knew that a showdown would come sooner or later.

Prepare to be scolded sharply by Amu's mother.

But the next moment, Amu's mother said calmly: "The newspaper office is going to be restructured now, and you are the last batch to have a staff. This is the last chance, you have to seize it." There was no mention of Pingjing at all.

It's like I don't know.

Maybe they think that organization can solve everything.

"Well……"

Su Qingyue became more nervous.

Amu's mother over there continued: "I have already helped you operate it. Your abilities and years are sufficient."

"Thank you, auntie."

It's like dreaming.

The other side said: "You and A Mou must hurry up and try to get married together with the staff."

"..."

"Come back quickly and get down to business."

The whole process was not full of reprimands as Su Qingyue imagined.

Didn't even mention the matter of Pingjing.

There is no coercion, only inducement.

Su Qingyue's forehead was filled with sweat.

But I still feel that Amu must not have said it.

Just after hanging up the phone, my thoughts were still stuck on the call from Amu's mother.

Like a child who made a mistake.

A voice came from behind: "Don't think that if you win once, you can win everything. This is a long-distance race!"

It's Guan'er.

Su Qingyue turned around and saw him holding a cigarette, his face full of dissatisfaction.

"Don't think so highly of yourself. Am I comparing myself to you?"

"You know it in your heart."

"What I know is that there is a grandson who, in order to win an internal pitch within the company, falsely accused me of only using online media!"

"I warn you again, don't frame me!"

"Is this a frame-up? Do you dare to swear to God?" Su Qingyue pointed to the sky.

Guan Er actually turned his gaze elsewhere.

At this time, another colleague came out of the hotel.

Guan Er hesitated and said: "I didn't fight!"

"Say it to the sky!"

Guan You remained silent.

Seeing many colleagues coming out, Su Qingyue smiled and said, "Manager Guan, I'll leave the media to you."

"Of course."

Facing many colleagues, Guan Er also had to pretend to be peaceful.

At noon, Su Qingyue did not return to the office.

Instead, he called Amu downstairs.

I don’t know why, but no one picks up.

When I returned to work, it was past the time to go to work.

He convened a meeting with everyone and contacted Sheng Tiancheng to ensure that channels and publicity could work well together.

In the conference room, everyone focused on discussing the difficult issues they considered.

Several flowers bloom, one on each side.

Soon the routine problems were solved.

Only Qin Yuanyuan.

Sheng Tiancheng said: "Can we win Qin Yuanyuan? The price of a star in the hot stage is sky-high. Because the peak period of a star is fleeting. If you don't make money now, when will you wait?"
To be continued...