The day before the news was broadcast, Qiu Yinuo signed a contract with Director Jiang and even got a work permit from the TV station, a small red book.
The unit reads: Beijing TV Station.
Position: Advertising screenwriter.
Name: Qiu Yinuo.
Qiu Yinuo flipped through the work permit and liked it for a while. Director Jiang said: "Work hard and make achievements in the future. I will find a way to make you a full-time employee. After you become a full-time employee, you will earn more."
"Thank you, Director Jiang."
"Thank you for what I did. I have read the advertising script you wrote for Chen Youquan. I really like it from the bottom of my heart and have great confidence in you."
Director Jiang signed Qiu Yinuo to the TV station before she became famous. From now on, she only needs to pay a fixed salary. Although it is a bit unreasonable, the iron rice bowl of Beijing TV station is still quite tempting.
Qiu Yinuo naturally understands Director Jiang's little plan. After all, without Director Jiang's protection, she will definitely not be able to make a long-term career in this industry.
And she had another plan. She wanted to get to know more people in this circle, so she naturally wanted to sell Director Jiang a good one.
So it doesn't matter whether she has money or not. She doesn't use money very much in the village. The biggest expense is food.
When you need money in the future, you can sell the plates, gourds and bottles of the Fourth Master in the space, and you can make a lot of money by changing hands.
Put the work permit away and go back to show it off to Dabao and Erbao.
If Dabao Erbao hadn't slept with Cheng Hongying every night, maybe mother and son could have a small gathering in the space at night.
In the coming year, we must educate Comrade Cheng Hongying about the fact that children sleeping alone can cultivate their independence.
It had been a long time since she had seen her children, and she had begun to miss them.
"From now on, you can enter the TV station anytime and anywhere with your work permit from our TV station."
"Thank you, Director Jiang."
As soon as the advertisements for Splendid Canned Food and Great Friendship were aired, countless advertisers would flood into their TV stations in the future, and money would rain down from the sky. Director Jiang would be so happy just thinking about it.
"Your village's advertisement will be played ten times in a row before the news broadcasts tomorrow."
Qiu Yinuo was dumbfounded. She didn't expect this number of times. "Thank you, Director Jiang."
"No need to thank me. Anyway, there are only advertisements for your family for the time being. Let's play them first to see the effect, and then arrange the program list later."
Qiu Yinuo reminded: "Advertising should not be too dense. It is refreshing at first, but over time the audience will become bored."
Director Jiang nodded thoughtfully, "I'll hold a meeting later. By the way, Comrade Xiaoqiu, you are going home. Do you lack any tickets in your pocket?"
Qiu Yinuo's eyes lit up, "Que! Director Jiang, I'll give you money in exchange."
"OK."
Director Jiang exchanged all the various bills and foreign exchange bills in his hand for Qiu Yinuo, and the price was extremely low.
"Director Jiang, so few? Did you make a miscalculation?"
"Yes, it's not easy for you to make money. I usually don't have anything to buy, so I might as well do you a favor. I hope the TV station can keep you."
This was reasonable and reasonable, but Qiu Yinuo just felt that something was wrong.
But she is indeed short of money now, especially foreign exchange bills.
Thinking of this, Qiu Yinuo added some more money and handed it to Director Jiang, "Don't worry, I will do a good job in the future. I am nostalgic and don't like to change places often."
These words gave Director Jiang a guarantee. Looking at the extra money in his hand, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
How are you going to explain this to that boy from the Zhou family?
As soon as Qiu Yinuo left, Director Jiang called Zhou Ting, "I tried my best for you. Although you, my younger brother and sister, accepted my ticket, you didn't give me less money. What should I do with the money?"
Zhou Ting was silent for a moment, "Please ask Uncle Jiang to give the money to her as a bonus, so as not to make her suspicious."
"Okay, I will take care of the bonus."
After leaving the TV station, Qiu Yinuo went to the foreign exchange store.
She doesn't have many foreign exchange certificates, so what she wants to buy has to come as needed.
Seeing many big-name foreign products, she felt hot in her heart.
I really miss the good old days when I didn't even look at the price and just pointed at it, this, this, this, and wrapped it up for me.
Qiu Yinuo bought the Happy Fatty Water that she dreamed of, as well as other things that she couldn't buy or make in life.
After spending all the foreign exchange coupons, she went to the department store again. She bought clothes and shoes, and almost spent all her hard-earned money in the past two years.
*
The toy that Dabao usually plays with the most is the tin frog. He also likes other things, but they are not as simple as this one. You can jump by twisting the spring.
Ever since the tin frog broke, he has lost his mind and lies on the kang every day lazily watching Erbao reading.
From time to time, she would ask in his ear: "Er treasure, can everyone understand?"
"Why don't you stop reading and chat with your brother for a while!"
"Actually, I miss my mother a little bit." Dabao sighed, "Aren't you too pretentious to say that I am already so old? But this is the first time I have a mother. Even if I missed her before, I couldn't think of her. look like."
"Does the second baby also miss his mother?"
"My mother isn't coming back either. In front of grandma and the others, I can't act too smart or say too many words, but it's suffocating me."
"How about you chat with your brother."
Dabao sat up from the kang, his little chubby hands supporting his head, very troubled, "I don't know the ending of the ghost story my mother told last time?"
Speaking of ghost stories, Erbao looked up at him.
This look was very complaining, but Dabao couldn't understand it.
"Er Bao, why are you looking at your brother like this? Are you too shocked that your brother can say so many words?" Dabao touched Er Bao's little head and said plausibly: "Don't worry, my brother is because of his innate supernatural power. , I will speak a little earlier than you, and when you get older, you will definitely speak better than your brother."
Erbao took out his tin frog from the drawer at the other end and handed it to Dabao.
Dabao blinked and asked in disbelief: "Do you want Erbao to give it to me?"
Erbao nodded.
"Even if you gave me your frog, I still like my original Xiaoqing."
Erbao:? ? ?
Seeing that he was about to open his mouth and talk incessantly, Erbao immediately took Dabao's hand and forcefully gave it to him.
"How can brother take your things?"
Erbao, who had not spoken a word for a hundred years, said one word stiffly and in a commanding tone, "Play!"
Dabao was stunned for a while, then hugged Erbao hard, "Our second treasure is so good, brother doesn't want it. Brother is so old, why would he want your toy? You can keep it."
Erbao broke free from his brother's restraints and ran to his uncle's house with his books in hand.
I really can't stand the nagging cheap brother.
