Chapter 621 Temporary Planning
After leaving Ji Jing's office, all the irritability in Han Qian's heart disappeared.
A few words from Aunt Ji solved all Han Qian's irritating problems.
Clench your fists and cheer yourself up from bottom to top.
“Oye~happy~”
Employees passing by pressed against the wall to give way.
We all remember that Brother Qian'er is a boy who makes money, but don't forget that he is also a child with violence problems.
Action violence.
Think about the problem.
Children’s Brain.
Who can properly shout in the corridor that he is the child chosen by God?
Back in Yan Qingqing's office, Xiao Yang Jia pointed to the dumplings on the table. When Han Qian sat down, Xiao Yang Jia also sat down, and the two of them studied the dumplings together.
Little Yang Jia took a dumpling. Han Qian had doubts in his eyes. Little Yang Jia bit into half of it and was sure it was from pickled cabbage. Han Qian only ate half of the dumpling.
Little Yang Jia regards Han Qian as his brother, and Han Qian treats little Yang Jia no differently than he treats Qian Wan.
The two of them were eating dumplings. Several people in the office were chatting about investing in TV series. Han Qian felt that something was wrong. He pointed at Yan Qingqing and others and looked at Xiao Yang Jia.
"What are they doing? Where are they talking about investing in TV dramas? There are no pants left that cannot be compensated?"
Little Yang Jia shrugged.
“I don’t know, do you eat garlic?”
“Give me a piece of garlic.”
“I mean you peel it and give it to me.”
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"Open your mouth."
While eating, Yan Qingqing got angry and drove everyone away.
“Damn it, what the hell did I pay for a group of people?”
Seeing that Yan Qingqing was about to get angry, Han Qian and Xiao Yang Jia were about to run away with the dumpling basins, Yan Qingqing said angrily .
"Both of you, come back and eat on the sofa! Han Qian, you know tomorrow is Valentine's Day, right? In this way, I also give Nuan Nuan a face, tell me what you just said to Xiao Yang Jia said how can idiotic dramas make money! Tell me clearly, I won’t even call you on Valentine’s Day!”
Han Qian slowly turned his head and looked at Xiao Yang Jia.
“Are you a traitor?”
Little Yang Jia nodded aggrievedly.
“Yes, I wanted to show off, but then I found that I couldn’t say anything except making money.”
“Oh!”
Then Yan Qingqing waited for fifteen minutes.
No more content?
Yan Qingqing suddenly took out a small stack of cash and squatted beside Han Qian to count the money.
"Let me do the math. It has been half a month since you came back from Changqing. Based on your monthly salary of 8,000 yuan, you can still get a salary of 4,000 yuan."
"Investment short play, three, four, five, six or seven minutes It takes ten minutes at most. We don’t invite celebrities or professional directors, we just use a camera. We look for popular female novels and start shooting. Internet celebrities choose those with characteristics and temperament. This is what Li Li and Qian Wan In the company, Wei Jiu has nothing to do You can bring someone over to guide you. This can save money on hiring artists, reduce huge venues and special effects, and reduce the messy money of the team. You can get traffic by using the hot short IP. Then it will be simpler and you can watch ads. Watch one episode for free, three A ten-second advertisement! In other words, 45-60 cents per episode or platform membership, two operating models, you can't make big money, 80-90 million a year, 100 million is still okay, after all we have An'an there Support, the rest!”
Yan Qingqing handed Han Qian four thousand yuan, stretched out her hand and pinched Han Qian's lips.
"I probably understand it already. Please tell me first, when did you come up with this idea!"
"When I came here, I took a look at little Yang Jia watching a brain-dead drama. I was still looking at it when I went out, and then the idea came to me."
Yan Qingqing took out two more cash.
“Are you sure you didn’t prepare it for An An or Nuan Nuan?”
Han Qian shook his head.
"I promise, I haven't had this idea for an hour now."
Two hundred dollars were handed to Han Qian, Han Qian gave one hundred to little Yang Jia, Yan Qingqing stood up and left Returning to his desk, he sat on the chair with his legs crossed and raised his eyebrows.
"Is this a canteen? There are no tables outside? It's rolling, rolling, rolling." Han Qian had already known about Yan Qingqing's killing of donkeys, and was not surprised. He went out with dumplings and little Yang Jia. , Yan Qingqing sat on the chair with her head propped up on one hand and looked at the closed office door. She was not thinking about the things that were and was not. She was thinking about how many good things she had done in her previous life, and how many people she had saved who had been thrown into the well. My child, I can meet this precious kid Han Qian.
Yan Qingqing smiled as she thought about it.
It’s just a Valentine’s Day. As long as my general is here, every day will be my Valentine’s Day. Then I took out my mobile phone and called Nuan Nuan.
"Yan Hu, you'd better be fine!"
"Giggle~ My little warmth~ Han Qian just threw a small project, and he won't make much money. It’s only 80 to 90 million a year, a small project of about 1 to 20 million, no way, I’m very busy tomorrow for Valentine’s Day!”
“Get out of here with your fox fur, Yan Qingqing, get out of here!”
At Wen Wen's scream, Yan Qingqing hung up the phone, and then laughed. Nothing made her happier than seeing Wen Wen angrily. Sometimes Yan Qingqing preferred to be angry with Wen Wen than being sweet with Han Qian. Seeing Wen Wen Fried hair.
Five o'clock! Han Qian got off work on time with everyone for the first time this year. He deliberately squatted in front of the time card machine and waited to hear his daughter's voice. In the end, he did not hear Beloved's voice, but heard his little daughter's voice.
“Remember to eat!!”
Beloved’s voice in the morning was sweet and cheerful.
The sound of bells roaring at night really illustrates the mood of office workers after a long day.
In the entire Glory, except for Han Qian and Gao Jixiong, no one is willing to work!
After listening at the door for an hour, Han Qian left with satisfaction, walked down the stairs and called Cai Qinghu.
"My dear~"
Cai Qinghu replied weakly.
“My lord~~~~~”
Han Qian frowned and smiled.
“What’s wrong?”
Cai Qinghu sighed.
"I'm busy at work! It's all Nuan Nuan's fault. She asked Yang Yidi to give me a big blow. I have to go over to handle the case. I was still thinking about you for Valentine's Day. Nuan Nuan is really annoying. ! Ahhhhh, I don’t want to go to work anymore.”
Han Qian said with a smile.
"Resign~ Your husband-in-law supports you. I just received a salary of 4,000 yuan today. Whatever you like, I will buy it for you." The condom will be fine ~ Goodbye, husband, I’m going somewhere It’s time to handle the case~ Forget it, no more, I don’t have the energy.”
Han Qian couldn’t help but smile warmly after hanging up the phone. I really put a lot of effort into celebrating Valentine's Day.
Han Qian was a little tired after working for a day. He took the bus back home. He opened the door and felt warm. He was already home. He was lying on the sofa wearing a pair of shorts and playing with his mobile phone. Han Qian walked up and took a photo. Warm white legs.
"You're not cold, either?"
Wen Nuan put down her phone and sat cross-legged on the sofa, looking at Han Qian, and said seriously.
"Are you giving Yan Qingqing advice again? I thought you had a bad mind, so I never wanted to make you tired, Han Qian! Do you not love me anymore?"
Han Qian smiled helplessly.
“You must have asked this question more than 2,000 times in the three years since I retired. My answer was the same every time, and it will be the same this time.”
Wen Nuan lay weakly on the sofa and whined.
“It’s over, I don’t love it anymore!”
Han Qian put away the potato chips on the table and said with a smile.
"I won't have anything to do tomorrow."
"Then let's go to the hot springs! It's pitiful to say that we have been together for ten years. Take a hot spring bath ”
Han Qian turned his head to look at Wen Nuan and smiled.
"We have been together for ten years?"
Wen Nuan pouted.
“What did you think?”
“I thought it was yesterday.”
I have something to say today, but I have something to do tomorrow. Let’s take a day off
(End of this chapter)