After dinner, the hour hand pointed at 1:00 noon. Mo Yan stood up and said goodbye to Huang Liuxia and Luo Ya.

The small room where you eat is good, quiet and elegant. Mo Yan thinks that in addition to drinking, such an environment is more suitable for a man and a woman to talk about life and ideals. So, when the meal consequences were served, he stood up decisively to say goodbye to the two.

As a man, Huang Liuxia knew Mo Yan's kindness, and he blew, "Will you not go back to the company together?"

Mo Yan raised the file bag in his hand and smiled and said, "I plan to go back and study the information. After dark, I might go to Tamsui Villa for a walk."

Huang Liuxia said: "Okay, if you have something to do, let's contact us by phone. Remember, the phone must be turned on 24 hours a day. If there are special circumstances and you need to turn off the computer, it is best to send a text message in advance. Our line is quite special, in short, be careful and there is no big mistake."

Mo Yan nodded and said to Luo Ya again: "Sister Luo, you guys talk, I'll leave first."

...After Mo Yan left, Luo Ya frowned and said, "Mo Yan is a novice after all, so how can you hand over Lin Feiyu's order to him?"

Huang Liuxia smiled and said, "This order was handed over by Mr. Zheng, and Mo Yan also introduced it to them. Who would he give it to?"

Luo Ya thoughtfully said, "So, are you planning to push Mo Yan out as the next consultant?"

Huang Liuxia nodded and said, "That's about it... You also know that our cooperation with the provincial and provincial departments has been around for a long time, but they have always been dissatisfied with the consultant candidates we sent."

Luo Ya said, "I understand. Mo Yan was recommended by Director Qi. You can turn it back, so that both sides will be happy."

Huang Liuxia nodded and said, "It's roughly this, but the final result depends on Qidi. Tsk, talking about this consultant candidate is really a worry. Although Qidi is under the banner of the provincial department, its scope of authority covers six provinces. The department has elites gathered and any one of them is all expert. Although Fang Zheng has many good players, both professional quality and professional skills are far inferior to others. In comparison, our only advantage is that we can play the edge ball. According to their standards, the four consultant candidates sent by Fang Zheng were beaten back one after another, and none of them could stay for half a year. It is really not surprising."

He paused slightly and said, "Actually, this is not bad now... They choose their own people, and we cooperate to accept them. While they are satisfied, we can also get a high-quality talent, with the best of both worlds."

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For Mo Yan, joining a company like Founder Information is obviously a good choice.

There is no need to sit on a work trip, stay or stay, and the amount of salary is only linked to ability. Although there are no various guaranteed benefits, they enjoy some special invisible benefits. For example, whether it is public or private affairs, you can call the company's legal advisory team to serve yourself. This alone is enough to help Mo Yan avoid many unnecessary troubles in the future...

Give him a peach and repay him a plum.

Mo Yan decided not only to complete his first order, but also to make it perfect. In this way, he can not only fully demonstrate his abilities, but also to give him full trust to Huang Liuxia and Luo Ya.

In addition, he would not forget Du Xiaoyin's role. Without the girl's recommendation, Mo Yan was probably still looking at the newspaper and looking for his second job in the vast ocean of information. So he decided to feedback the hidden information in the abstract painting as soon as possible.

The black QR was running happily on the road and headed towards Baohe Forest Park.

When the car arrived at the courtyard No. 36, Mo Yan found two valuable cars parked at the entrance of the courtyard. The trunk of one of the cars had been opened and some photography equipment was placed inside.

He turned around and saw a few young men in their teens chatting and laughing in the surrounding woods, pointing and pointing. One of them held the viewfinder and shouted loudly, directing two sexy girls to burrow around the woods. At first glance, they looked very like a director master.

Mo Yan got out of the car and ignored it.

He knew that most of these guys were kale classmates, and when he came here, he should be doing preparations before the shooting.

Speaking of which, he is not a few years older than these young people, but in this era, three to five years old is enough to form a generation gap.

Just like now, in early spring, the two girls in the woods were impatient to put on short skirts, revealing their two bare thighs, which were a little purple from the cold.

And those boys also seem alternative.

One of them covered half of his face with bangs, and he applied a faint eye shadow, and his pale face looked like he had applied powder. His somewhat purple lips, I don’t know if it was frozen or if he had specially applied purple-black lipstick. At first glance, I thought he was a girl with Gothic makeup.

Another boy was not old but dressed up with a very vicissitudes of life. His worn denim outfit and messy hair were the most speechless. He was wearing a pair of flip-flops under his feet.

This guy was holding a cigarette in his mouth, holding the viewfinder and pointing at some point. From time to time, he also had a few bird words in his mouth. He felt obviously very good about himself...

Faced with such an alternative small group, Mo Yan believes that he can't afford to offend him.

He shook his head and decided to ignore these guys before Kale appears. In comparison, he suddenly realized that Kale is pure and simply an angel...

However, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop.

Mo Yan took out the key and opened the yard door. Just as he was about to enter, the boy with vicissitudes shouted at the top of his throat: "Hey, who, don't close the door, don't close the door, are looking for you..."

The guy trotted all the way with cigarettes in his mouth and said, "I said, you are too unemployed. If you don't have a good door-career, why are you wandering around? I've been waiting for you for two hours... If it weren't for Sister Kale, would I smash your door or not?"

Mo Yan couldn't help laughing. Is this kid purely here to find a slap?

The boy with a vicissitudes glanced at the black QR and couldn't help but say in surprise: "Oh, I didn't see it. The one who saw the door also drove in the car. Tsk, qr, it's still the old model from seven or eight years ago. I'm afraid my wife has spent it?"

While talking, several young people surrounded him. A girl frowned and said, "Big Head, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and go in, I'm so cold..."

The vicissitudes of life curled his lips and said, "Don't just say a big head, you're called the director."

The girl sneered: "You are the director? You are so kind to say that you are like Kale Sister..."

The vicissitudes of life said embarrassedly: "Didn't that snatch it from her snatch? This book was led by me from planning to the final completion. I also proposed the participation in the China Television Competition, and even the entry form was submitted through the school..."

The girl curled her lips and said, "Okay, okay, it's all your credit, right? Sister Kale, actually did nothing, at most, just called us over, squeezed out the qualifications of the guys from the school drama club, and then dug up their pillars. Oh, by the way, Sister Kale also found the number one editor of Magic Flame Film and Television to help us make the post-production, and also turned over a popular celebrity guest appearance... Tsk, apart from these, Sister Kale really did nothing..."

The boy was so angry that he heard this, but he couldn't vent his anger on the girl. He turned his head and glared at Mo Yan and said, "What are you looking at? Get out of here..."

I really can't afford to offend you kids...

People in Mojia Village like to call people younger than themselves children, and Mo Yan naturally has this habit.

He sighed, looked left and right, then raised his toes, and a stone as big as a fist flew into the right palm.

Then, with a slight force on his right hand, the stone cracked like tofu. When he let go, the stone powder rustled down.

If you guys with your mind full of bean juice, even if you say one more word, it will be considered my patience...

Mo Yan clapped his hands, glanced at the dumbfounded boy, and said lightly: "Get out!"

After saying that, he turned around and entered the door, closing the door with a slap.

Outside the door, a group of young people were stunned, and no one thought about stopping Mo Yan from closing the door.

"I x, this stone is fake..."

A girl swears, squats down without any image regardless of her miniskirt, and reaches out to grab the broken stones.

"Oh, it hurts so much..."

The sharp stone chips cut through the girl's delicate fingers. She held back the pain and exclaimed: "It's really, big head, this is a real stone!"

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