Fang Yifan asked confusedly: "How to take the art exam?"
Wang Yidi was also a little surprised: "No, you don't know how to take the art exam?"
The surrounding students all shook their heads.
Wang Yidi smiled and waved his hand: "Then let me explain it to you."
"Hmm! This art exam is an art exam. There are music, drama, art, etc. What I want to test is performance."
"Performance?"
Wang Yidi stretched out four fingers and said: "400 points in the college entrance examination is enough."
"400 points!!!"
The surrounding students all exclaimed in surprise.
Ye Haoran, who had just finished using the toilet, happened to pass by. After listening to Wang Yidi's words, he shook his head and prepared to go back to class.
His shaking of the head happened to be seen by Wang Yidi.
"Ye Haoran, do you look down on the art exam?"
Ye Haoran was stunned, he didn't say anything!
He looked at Wang Yidi with a question mark on his face.
"Then why are you shaking your head?"
Ye Haoran was so happy that he finally understood. He turned around and walked over. He happened to stand next to Fang Yifan and said:
"The art exam is very simple. The difficult thing is what you will do after graduation. You don't think that as soon as you graduate, you will be a star or an actor, right?"
Fang Yifan pulled Ye Haoran: "Tell me, tell me what's going on."
He now somewhat admires Ye Haoran. He owns a hotel, has a very good relationship with their parents, and even talked about business yesterday.
Moreover, Ye Haoran is also the boss of his mother, Tong Wenjie.
Ye Haoran looked at Fang Yifan and said directly: "The art exam is about studying, and you will have a job after graduation. Male students are better off, mainly because of their image and talent. Girls are different. Let me use you Wang Yidi as an analogy."
"Girls in art schools are all in trouble. You have no advantages at all. If no one praises you after graduation, Hengdian extras are waiting for you."
A group of students didn't understand at all. Fang Yifan asked: "How can I praise you?"
"Of course it's with money."
Fang Yifan looked at Wang Yidi: "Isn't your dad the CEO? Your family is rich, so that's no problem."
Ye Haoran smiled disdainfully: "Including management shares, how much money can a CEO get in a year? It's all a few million. Do you know how much it costs to make a movie? A few million is just the foundation, there are tens of millions of people, If a play is not popular, it must continue to be popular, otherwise it will be lost to everyone."
"Then you have to be rich!"
Ye Haoran said: "It must be several hundred million anyway."
Wang Yidi was also stunned. She just took the art exam and didn't think about graduation. She was still a little far away.
"Besides, if someone is rich, why should they flatter you?"
Wang Yidi understood instantly. She, who often pays attention to the fashion and entertainment circles, instantly understood the meaning of Ye Haoran's words.
Isn't it just Qian's rule?
Wang Yidi was so frightened that he trembled all over.
On the contrary, Fang Yifan was very excited. With his grades, it was too difficult to go to college. Now he had another way out.
Ye Haoran ignored Fang Yifan's inner activities, but looked at Wang Yidi: "Do you know what money can do to the gods?"
Wang Yidi's family conditions are pretty good, but if she wants to rely on her own family to support her, it's basically zero.
"For example, I want to flatter you. I don't have to wait for you to graduate, and I can get you a movie right away, because I paid for it.
For example, if you don’t have any money, you can only audition for a movie. Even if you succeed, it will only be a supporting role. It will take you a few years to wait.”
Wang Yidi asked directly: "Are you rich?"
Fang Yifan came back to his senses and said directly: "Although Ye Haoran usually keeps a low profile, he is a big boss, a five-star boss."
"Four-star, I'm preparing to compete for five-star, but I haven't gone up yet."
Fang Yifan felt as if he was talking about himself: "It's all the same, so you don't have to be humble."
He knew nothing, and Ye Haoran didn't want to argue with him, so he turned around and returned to his class.
As soon as the bell rang, everyone returned to their classes. The few who had just participated in the discussion were all thinking about the art test.
The same is true for Fang Yifan.
After class, I ran straight to the teacher's office and asked Teacher Pan about the art exam. I was as anxious as a monkey.
After getting the admissions brochure, I was ready to go home and persuade Tong Wenjie.
On her first day at work, Tong Wenjie didn’t know what Fang Yifan was thinking.
At this time, Tong Wenjie only felt one thing, and that was relaxation.
Yes, it's too easy. The hotel's financial situation is very good, except for the corruption of the previous director.
The first thing she has to do is to recalculate the cost. As long as the cost is reduced to 25, it will be a successful hotel.
As for the financial cost, only 5% of the total cost is enough.
Originally, I wanted to check the data with Ye Ye, but Ye Ye went to the district to look for Ji Shengli and he still hasn't come back.
Calculating hotel costs is a slow job, and Tong Wenjie is in average condition. She always thinks of the sound of applause for love at the door last night.
It had nothing to do with her in the first place, but she just couldn't forget it.
Distraught, he continued his work.
When she first came to work, there was indeed a lot of work. Tong Wenjie would definitely have to work overtime for a few days, but fortunately, she had control over her own time, and Ye Haoran only wanted results.
When Tong Wenjie returned home, what awaited her was Fang Yifan's bolt from the blue.
When Ye Haoran came back, Tong Wenjie hadn't gotten off work yet.
Seeing Ye Haoran, Tong Wenjie said hello and left in a hurry. It wasn't that she had something to do, but she blushed when she saw Ye Haoran.
Ye Haoran glanced at Tong Wenjie strangely, and went directly to the restaurant to eat without thinking much.
"Little boss, you have tasted most of the dishes prepared by our hotel chef. How do you feel?"
Ye Haoran was ordering food, and the restaurant manager asked from the side.
Putting down the menu and looking at the restaurant manager, he knew that the other person wanted his approval, but these dishes could only be said to be qualified and had not yet formed their own characteristics.
After thinking for a while, he said: "It is worthy of praise to improve your cooking skills, but progress does not mean it is already very good. It can only be said that it is above the general public and below the excellent."
The restaurant manager's surname is Shen. He is in his early forties. He is slightly overweight but not too greasy. He cleans up his dishes neatly and gives off a relaxed feeling.
After listening to Ye Haoran's words, Manager Shen forced a smile. He knew that the hotel wanted to become a five-star hotel, and the restaurant was also a key point. If the business did not work well, he would have no choice but to be laid off.
Manager Shen took the menu Ye Haoran ordered and walked all the way to the kitchen.
When the head chef saw Manager Shen coming, he knew trouble was coming, so he could only ask, "Manager, what's going on?"
Manager Shen, waving a receipt in his hand, said: "The little boss came to eat after school. I made some subtle remarks and praised the progress of the chef."
Before the chef could rejoice, Manager Shen continued: "But it's still not up to standard. You've heard about the hotel's push for a five-star rating, so we have to think of ways to continue to improve."
The head chef sighed: "Hey, the little boss was not so difficult to serve before. Now that he has tasted all the dishes, there is nothing he can do with anything."
Just when everyone was at a loss, a knife-changing apprentice said weakly: "There is also a personal dish that the little boss has not eaten!"
The head chef and Manager Shen looked over together
"who?"
