Chengyuan is located in a prime location in Suzhou's new construction park, and is a villa area where every inch of land is at a premium.
With Song Qingzhou's current salary level, he can't even pay the property fees here.
She knew about Chengyuan because she had wanted to be a real estate salesperson in Chengyuan before. After all, selling a house would cost her three years, but unfortunately she couldn't drink and couldn't be a salesperson.
On Tuesday at five o'clock in the afternoon, Song Si got off work on time. He walked out of the company door at 5:01, got into his beloved car at 5:05, and then drove to Chengyuan.
Because she told the program staff about her license plate in advance, the security guard checked the information and let her in.
After following the navigation twice, Song Qingzhou finally found Building 123. The moment she got off the car, she couldn't help but sigh that this Chengyuan was a hundred times more beautiful than the pictures and videos she had seen during her previous real estate sales interview.
In front of the simple and modern villa is a large, neatly manicured lawn. The three-story single-family villa is shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the roof ridge seems to be covered with a layer of orange-red tulle.
As soon as she pushed open the large iron gate, a staff member immediately came to greet her.
"Hello, is this Miss Song Qingzhou?"
"Yes."
"Okay, please follow me this way."
Song Qingzhou followed the staff all the way inside until he reached the innermost room on the first floor, with a sign hanging on it [Program Team Meeting Room].
The staff knocked on the door gently, and a "Please come in" came from inside.
Song Qingzhou went in and saw that it looked similar to a company interview. There was a conference table that could accommodate eight people, and three people were already sitting in the row opposite.
Song Qingzhou greeted the three people opposite him with a decent smile: "Hello, three interviewers, I am Song Qingzhou."
The three people opposite, from left to right, are a mature and charming older sister with wavy curly hair, a slightly bald and fat middle-aged uncle, and a young elite boy wearing rimless glasses.
They introduced themselves as Chief Editor Liu Qingjie, Chief Director Wang Mian and Producer Zhao Xuri.
After introducing themselves to each other, Liu Qingjie was the first to speak. Her voice had the same charm of a mature woman as her person: "Miss Song, I see that your makeup today is just eyebrows and lipstick?"
Song Qingzhou nodded gently and said, "Our company's grooming requirements are clean and tidy, so I don't wear makeup on a daily basis."
In fact, her inner thought is: How much money does the company give me, but do I still have to wear full makeup to go to work? Wouldn’t it be nice to sleep a few more minutes in the morning? And no one in the company deserves my full make-up!
But she still kept a faint smile on her face, which was her usual expression during interviews, and she was always victorious.
At this time, Zhao Xuri took a few pieces of paper and said, "Based on Ms. Song's resume information, we took a look at your Weibo and Xiaohongshu content. Your Weibo content is very interesting, and you have more than 100,000 fans. It can be seen that Miss Song is informal and very free and easy on weekdays."
Song Qingzhou's expression changed when he heard this, Weibo and Xiaohongshu!
Isn't that where she goes crazy every day?
Informal? Very free and easy?
Her persona on Weibo is that of a crazy and funny beauty. She often shares some crazy and funny jokes, which unknowingly attracts a group of fans. She occasionally accepts one or two advertisements and earns a little money.
As for Xiaohongshu, she doesn’t have many fans, so she’s even crazier on it.
Song Qingzhou grinded his teeth slightly and said: "Workers usually have a lot of pressure, so I just write something to entertain myself and relieve the pressure."
At this time, Wang Mian finally spoke: "Miss Song, our main purpose for this offline interview is to see a real person. We think your external conditions are very good and meet our requirements."
Song Qingzhou's heart suddenly jumped, but she felt that there was a "but" behind this sentence.
Sure enough, Wang Mian continued: "But you should also know that a variety show needs to have a variety of people. We hope that you can show the same personality in the show as on your Weibo and Xiaohongshu . We know that such a character may not be very likable, so we can increase the salary for recording the variety show for these three months to 1.5 million."
Song Qingzhou's originally thumping heart began to beat violently at this moment, beating like a wild deer. Could this be the legendary feeling of heartbeat!
So what Wang Mian just said is that as long as she is herself in the variety show and lets herself go as much as she wants, she can earn 1.5 million in three months!
She asked tentatively: "Does Director Wang mean that my character in this variety show only needs to be the same as my character on Weibo?"
Zhao Xuri picked up his phone and swiped a few times, nodded and said: "Yes, Miss Song, we need you to show the same thing in the variety show as you posted on Weibo, such as this post you just posted two days ago :
Did Xiao Song get rich today? : In the next life, my first choice is to see whoever tickles the Emeishan monkey, and my second choice is to be a seagull who goes to order French fries on the pier when I have nothing to do. I will not accept any adjustments.
There is also this one:
Did Xiao Song get rich today? : I’m starting to pre-sell tickets for my funeral today, and you can become a distinguished VIP for 8,888 yuan…”
Song Qingzhou listened to him read word by word what she had just posted on Weibo two days ago, and instantly understood that they needed her to create a mentally ill migrant worker in the variety show.
But what’s wrong with mental illness? No one in modern times has any mental problems.
So really as long as she is herself in a variety show, she can earn 1.5 million in three months. That's 1.5 million!
According to her current monthly salary of 7,000 yuan a month before tax, she would have to work for 17 years and eight months.
No, you still have to pay tax for 1.5 million, 20% tax for less than 20,000 yuan, 30% tax for 20,000 to 50,000 yuan, 40% tax for more than 50,000 yuan, up to You have to pay 45%.
Various tax rates flashed crazily in Song Qingzhou's head. Too much data was processed at the same time, which almost caused her CPU to shut down. Although she still didn't calculate how much money she could get, she had already decided:
"No problem, I can do it!"
