Wen Zhan was about to remind Han Feng to keep quiet when he suddenly heard a question coming from the phone and knew that she had been woken up.
Picking up the phone and putting it to his ear, he stood up and walked out of the office. He replied in a low voice: "I called you at the company at eight o'clock. Are you confused?"
"No..." Mu Wanqing recalled carefully, and then she remembered that she had indeed answered the phone in the morning, but she thought it was a dream, "You, why didn't you hang up when you called me? I was sleeping!"
"I know." The man strode out and walked towards the conference room. He looked high-spirited along the way, "Listening to your sleeping breathing is very healing, so I forgot to hang up."
"You are sick!" Who likes to hear the sound of someone breathing while sleeping?
"Why are you in a hurry? I just didn't hang up the phone. It's not like I didn't hang up while making a video call."
Wen Zhan just said it casually.
But the next second, this thought really came to my mind.
Next time...or make a video call while she's asleep.
It would be even better if I could look up and see her quiet and sweet sleeping face through the camera while working.
Mu Wanqing was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and asked angrily: "What are you calling for?"
"Today is the Lantern Festival. I want to ask you how to arrange it. Or should I get off work early and take the twins to find you?" They hadn't seen each other for several days, so they were thinking hard and went over there at night to "peep", but they couldn't see anything. .
Mu Wanqing was a little embarrassed: "It's Wednesday, I'm busy, I guess I won't have time."
"What are you busy with all day long? Not to mention working overtime at night, you don't even take a break during the holidays." Seeing her sleeping in bed in the morning, Wen Zhan knew that she must have stayed up late to work last night.
"We have new projects during this period, so we are really busy. You can take the children back to the old house today and have fun during the Lantern Festival. Wait for the weekend, I will be free on the weekend."
"Are you sure you're free this weekend?"
"Um……"
"Okay, I'll wait."
Wen Zhan walked into the conference room, and all the company's senior executives were seated and waiting.
"You go ahead, I have a meeting, I'm hanging up."
The phone has been on a call for more than an hour and has become slightly warm.
After hanging up the phone, Wen Zhan raised his eyes and looked at everyone, his face calming down slightly.
But even so, everyone could see that the boss was in a good mood today, and everyone secretly felt more relaxed.
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On the way to the studio, Mu Wanqing was still recalling the phone call in the morning.
She was sleeping, but Wen Zhan kept talking on the phone for more than an hour, doing nothing, just to quietly eavesdrop on her breathing while sleeping?
This is...too perverted.
She didn't grind her teeth, snore, or talk in her sleep, right?
Mu Wanqing frowned in memory, her mood was too complicated to describe.
For more than a week after the new year, she and Yu Qiao were busy preparing to open a short video account.
Yu Qiao had a short video account before, but it was not well operated and did not have many fans.
Now that the account is opened in the name of the studio, it is natural to register again.
But opening an account, what content to make, how to shoot, and what kind of persona are all troublesome.
If the positioning is not accurate, you may invest a lot of energy and end up with nothing.
And there is another thing that has troubled them recently.
Years later, a well-known media company contacted them and expressed that they wanted to sign their studio. In the future, they would have a professional team to help them operate it, so that they could grow bigger and stronger faster.
Yu Qiao was very excited.
She is an ambitious person. Since she quit her job to start her own business, she is naturally not willing to keep making small fortunes.
But it is not easy for her and Mu Wanqing alone to get a share of the rapidly developing self-media industry so quickly.
If there is a professional media company to help with the operation, it will definitely be easier to succeed, but the problem is-both of them are worried that if they achieve great success, they will be coerced by the company and turn them into pure workers. In the end, they become social animals in the workplace again, and may even make wedding clothes for others.
This kind of case is not uncommon. Some big internet celebrities with a phenomenal level cannot compete with the capital behind them, let alone the two of them, Luo Luo.
Therefore, after much thought, the two of them have not yet decided whether to sign or not.
When Mu Wanqing came to the studio, Yu Qiao waved to her with a mysterious look on his face.
She walked over and asked curiously: "What's wrong? Is there any good news?"
"That's right." Yu Qiao looked at her and said, "Xinghai Media contacted me early in the morning and asked us what we thought about it. I truthfully stated our concerns. How do you think they responded?"
Mu Wanqing asked: "What happened?"
"They said they understood our considerations and worries. In order to eliminate our worries, they said they would only sign a contract with our platform but would not interfere with our creation and operations. They provided a professional team and we would report the situation to them in the general direction. That’s it, and then the income should be stipulated in the contract early. Even if we no longer want to cooperate and want to leave, we will be divided according to the contract and we will never be kidnapped.”
Mu Wanqing couldn't believe it, "There is such a good thing? Then what are they planning?"
"Yeah, I'm also curious, what are you trying to do... People say that they just see our commercial value and want to help. And they said that once the two parties cooperate, we will definitely not want to separate. Then It's mutual benefit and win-win!" Yu Qiao's eyes were filled with excitement. After finishing speaking, he looked at her with a mysterious face, "Guess how much they offered..."
"How many?"
Yu Qiao stretched out a finger.
Mu Wanqing guessed: "One million?"
"Multiply by ten."
Mu Wanqing was shocked: "Ten million?! Sign us a small studio?"
"Yes." Yu Qiao nodded heavily.
"..." Mu Wanqing said nothing, but her heart was deeply moved.
Yu Qiao bowed to her: "How about it? Either way, just sign it."
"Do you want to ask Brother Zhou about this?"
"I asked, but he disagreed. He said that if we need funds, he can invest more and help us build a team. This method is indeed feasible, but the problem is... you are with him, you are not going to be with him, we It’s not a good idea to accept so many favors from others! Moreover, it’s risky for us to find a team ourselves. Xinghai’s operations are mature and it’s relatively easier to get started.”
Yu Qiao also started from Mu Wanqing's perspective. Knowing that she had not considered Zhou Yiru for the time being, he did not want her to owe too many favors, otherwise she would be under great psychological pressure.
Mu Wanqing was very moved by this consideration.
"That said, the success rate of taking refuge in Xinghai is indeed higher."
Yu Qiao looked at her, "So, sign?"
Mu Wanqing thought for a moment, "I think that even if we want to sign, we have to have a small team of our own. If it's just the two of us, we won't be able to do many things. If we rely too much on the team they provide, gradually we will You will still lose your independence and voice.”
Yu Qiao agreed deeply: "Indeed, what do you mean, we still need to recruit people?"
"Yes, and we have to talk to Mark about making him a regular employee. If he can't accept it, we have to hire a new editor."
"Okay, I'll go talk to him!"
The two discussed it and soon got busy.
As usual during the Lantern Festival, Mu Wanqing cooked a pot of glutinous rice balls and two simple side dishes without going back.
Yu Qiao picked up Nan Nan and came over to eat together.
"It's the Lantern Festival today, and Mr. Wen doesn't bring his children to come and have a party with you?"
Mu Wanqing replied casually: "He called me this morning and I said he was busy and not available."
Yu Qiao raised his eyebrows in surprise and glanced at her, "You really... feel more career-minded than me."
While they were chatting, Mu Wanqing's cell phone rang.
Yu Qiao joked: "You didn't say that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived and called again, did you?"
"No, Ye Huan." Mu Wanqing picked up the phone, looked at it, and connected, "Hello, Huanhuan..."
"Xiaoqing, have you got off work? I came to you with a smile..." Ye Huan choked up and was about to cry again before he finished speaking.
Mu Wanqing became worried upon hearing this, "What's wrong? Did you two quarrel again?"
"It's not just a quarrel, I want to divorce him!" Ye Huan said firmly.
"Don't worry, don't worry, I haven't gotten off work yet. You can take a taxi to the studio and we'll cook glutinous rice balls in the studio."
"Well, see you later."
After hanging up the phone, Mu Wanqing sighed, "I don't know what's going on with Ye Huan. They have been quarreling in the past few months. They just said they wanted a divorce. Hey..."
Yu Qiao pressed her hair with one hand, scooped up glutinous rice balls with the other hand and put it into her mouth. She waited until it was no longer hot before commenting: "Listening to what you talk about every time, I have long felt that her husband is unreliable. He is a lawyer." , I don’t know how shrewd he is! Ye Huan is just like you, too kind and too naive, and thinks of human nature too beautifully."
