This is the center of Feihong, where Feihong Film and Television, Feihong Live, etc. are all located. The building is 36 stories high and is basically a landmark in Licheng. The Dapeng spreading its wings in the square in front of the building is even more famous and is said to be very effective.
The weather is bad today, the roc is a bit shaky, and there are no flying giants in the sky.
There are swans in Lihu, but it is a bit far away from Lihu. Feihong has been so busy these days that he can't care about it.
Now, Feihong is still jumping up and down. In the office lobby of Feihong Live on the 18th floor, a group of people are trying to jump into the sky or jump off the building.
Hu Yanming is in his early thirties, his head is a bit flat, his hair is relatively long and looks messy, his small eyes look like they are blind, and his uneven face is now red and black. He is wearing a white shirt and pulls it open, revealing the thermal underwear underneath.
Dark outside, bright inside, illuminating every bit of him.
Hu Yanming's red eyes looked like special effects. He had just smashed his phone and picked it back up. Although it was an old phone, it was still a loss.
There was a commotion over there. A male employee fell, received an electric shock, and electrocuted himself. Everyone rushed to send him to the hospital. Although he was a small person, it was not appropriate to die here.
Hu Yanming was so angry! He had a cigarette in his hand and wanted to spit on the ground.
Bang bang! The footsteps were loud and fast, as if they were coming to Hu Yanming.
Hu Yanming looked up at Xu Jingyi. He was also in his thirties, the prince of Feihong and the cousin of He Jiayou. Feihong and the He family were relatives to be precise, but the He family was stronger, and the Xu family was usually responsible for Feihong.
Xu Jingyi was very tall and wore a white shirt that was much more advanced than Hu Yanming. The handmade leather shoes on his feet made people want to lick them. He raised his legs and kicked Hu Yanming hard with these high-end leather shoes.
Hu Yanming wanted to hide, but he didn't because Xu Jingyi had a group of people, and he was worried that if he hid, he would be attacked again.
Xu Jingyi retracted his feet, high-end trousers wrapped around his long legs, and with a cold and charming face, he lectured: "What are you for?"
Hu Yanming sweated even more on his head and said in a low voice: "I can't get in touch, she just ignored me."
Xu Jingyi roared: "Are you useless? You can't use your brain?"
The assistant was watching the live broadcast with his mobile phone. The piano sound coming from the live broadcast room was too different from the live broadcast. The assistant did not care to listen and reported seriously: "The real audience has exceeded one million."
This has never been seen on Feihong Live, and probably not in all live broadcasts.
There are millions of viewers, but the real data is less than 100,000, so everyone is betting on it.
But Tenglihua's live broadcast, except for the fake ones at the beginning, no one could have imagined that the real ones would suppress the fake ones. If this were to be watered down, it would probably not look good. This is the influence of the Teng family and the He family.
But the assistant has an account in mind. For example, Teng Qingying has done a lot of live broadcasts, but the actual audience is less than 100,000, and she has not yet become famous. If Pei Yun comes, choose a suitable time instead of working on Thursday afternoon.
The number of hours spent in class may reach a million.
Moreover, the audience is still increasing and has not reached the peak. They were also affected a lot by the smoky atmosphere in the live broadcast room, otherwise there would be more people. But the assistant did not dare to say anything, because for the Xu family or the He family, Teng Lihua's popularity may not be
Good thing, the He family is pursuing something else. The assistant hesitated, he will resign tomorrow.
Next door, Feihua Live Broadcast is recruiting talents and recruiting elites. If you are a worker, where can you not work? It is better to go to a safer place to save your life.
Hu Yanming was about to die. The rabbit died and the fox was sad, and the assistant felt that he was very unsafe.
Xu Jingyi lectured: "I don't care what method you use! You must make her behave!"
Hu Yanming felt fierce, but he didn't dare to do it in front of his boss.
Xu Jingyi knew that he was an old employee with achievements, so he softened his tone and said, "Well done, Sanhua."
Hu Yanming understands that anchors and the like are not just casual sleepers. They need the company's consent. This is considered a benefit. He is not greedy for money, but this is a sense of accomplishment.
After sending the boss away, Hu Yanming stared at Teng Lihua's live broadcast again, wanting to hold her down hard and whip her until she cried!
Although the Jinlan Club has been raided, there is a large basement in Feihong, but it is not as high-end as the club. But it is enough for ordinary people. For those who come to the company or apply for jobs, it is convenient to go down and inspect the goods.
Many colleagues envy Hu Yanming. He has the darkest heart. I wonder how long Teng Lihua can last?
A female manager in her twenties, with a big face and unstoppable black hair, sneered: "So what if we play again? Aren't you going to be played?"
The female manager doesn't like women, but there are many men. Her treatment is not bad.
Hu Yanming sat down. The live broadcast had ended. Teng Lihua was missing and could not be contacted.
Hu Yanming found a lot of things and sent them to him. Some of them were his treasures, but he would not necessarily give them to others if they asked.
Pheasant Garden.
There is an office in front of Fu Tongqing's yard. Because he wants to live here, he needs to work here. He is very busy and busy harming people.
If he lives elsewhere, he won't be able to wake up if there are no chickens; if he carries the chickens over, he can wake others up. Although other places may not have as many chickens as the pheasant garden, the loudest one is actually the chickens.
.Other chickens are similar to those scolded on the Internet. They look like a mess, but they are actually bullshit.
Fu Tongqing had a separate room, which was warm, and he finished watching the live broadcast.
Fu Tongfeng, and a few others watched it together without looking at the barrage and cursing. This is a very good live broadcast.
Fu Tongfeng looked at his brother and asked, "Is it also useful to you?"
Fu Tongqing responded simply: "Yes."
Fu Tongfeng was even more excited! No one could cure his brother's problem, so did the master do it on purpose?
Fu Tongqing didn't think too much, he didn't deserve it. He thought about his work seriously.
A few people thought that he was really a workaholic. Everyone worked hard and made more money, so there was nothing wrong with him.
The assistant is very curious, where is the opportunity for the master, or if the food is put to the mouth, what are the He family and the Xu family doing?
Don’t you know that this kind of operation is too unpopular? I really don’t know how low it is? Those who curse randomly, who doesn’t know that they are related to the He family and the Teng family? These two families are the closest to the master, so they must stop it.
.It’s really awesome!
Fu Tongfeng didn't care at all, and quickly dealt with the He family, so that it would be less chaotic and affect others from watching the live broadcast.
Ancestors come here.
Fu Tongqing was very polite to her.
The ancestor's face was a little fat and mean, so the strong wind had no effect on her. She said: "The live broadcast has an effect on me."
Fu Tongqing asked: "Ancestor, do you want that embroidered handkerchief?"
The ancestor nodded.
Fu Tongfeng said hurriedly: "I'll ask right now."
He called.
In the business district, Tengju was in the store and a live broadcast was broadcast, which felt pretty good.
She took her cell phone and answered the call.
Fu Tongfeng said respectfully: "Hello, Master, I want to ask for that embroidered handkerchief. How can I ask for it?"
Tengju said: "I'll make three reservations for you tomorrow. You can make a software and people who want them can come to the store to draw numbers."
Fu Tongqing's voice sounded: "A lottery?"
Tengju responded: "Yes. Fair."
Just three embroidered handkerchiefs a day to save the number of people trying to grab them.