Five-star talent! I'm determined to hire this employee!

When he really walked out of the passage, he couldn't help laughing when he saw Huang Bohan leaning on the taxi smoking on the roadside.

"How long have you been waiting?"

"Not long." After saying that, Huang Bohan opened the car door.

"Going to eat or going back to the company?"

"Eat!"

"Okay!! Sit tight! Let's go--"

The familiar feeling of pushing back made Song Jiang couldn't help but grab the handle next to him, "Old Huang! Why do I feel that the speed is just like this!"

?

Huang Bohan smiled.

"Boss! If you do this, I have to show you some tricks!"

"Beep beep! Beep beep!"

He just slapped the horn vigorously, and the whistle sounded very rhythmically!

Soon, the taxi in front responded.

"Beep beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!"

"Beep beep! Beep!!"

Like a Morse code encrypted call, Song Jiang in the back seat looked forward curiously, only to see the taxi in front change lanes!

The next second.

"Boom--"

With a foot on the accelerator, Song Jiang was slapped directly on the seat!

The next second, the pointer of the speed dial spun rapidly!

"Fuck!!!"

"Old Huang?! I don't want to die young!!"

Accompanied by miserable cries, the yellow taxi was as unimpeded as lightning on the road! !

Other taxi drivers passing by smiled slightly.

"Brother Huang, you are as interested as ever!"

"By the way, have you issued this month's commission form? I am still counting on a commission of over 5,000 this month!"

...

Afternoon.

Song Jiang sat in the office with a pale face.

A cup of hot water was soon placed in front of him, "Boss, do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?"

"It's okay." Song Jiang picked up the cup and took a sip, "I just vomited up my breakfast."

"..."Du Xi was silent for a moment, "The staff canteen should still be open, I'll go get you something to eat."

"No need."

"Not eating breakfast will cause stomach problems."

"..."Song Jiang was silent for a moment, "I am in good health."

"A healthy body needs to be cared for." Du Xi's expression was serious. In his persistent gaze, Song Jiang sighed and raised his eyebrows.

This means.

OK.

Du Xi smiled slightly and turned to go to the cafeteria.

"Click."

The office door was closed, and Song Jiang was the only one left in the spacious room. At this time, he found that there seemed to be an English textbook on the desk, and he flipped it casually.

There were dense notes next to the printed fonts.

Some words seemed unfamiliar, and there were Chinese translations next to them.

Make trouble for him.

"...Puff."

Not only he was making progress, but everyone was working hard to improve.

When Du Xi came over with a tea egg and a bowl of lean meat porridge, he only saw a familiar figure who had opened the file and started to review the backlog of work.

"..."

He was silent for a few seconds, and firmly took out the pen in Song Jiang's hand, "Eat first, boss."

...

As time passed, the first version of the design of the newly established project team of Xunyou-Miracle Nono was formed.

It took 43 days!

"President Ji, please look! This is the promotional PV of Miracle Nono!"

Zhu Luo smiled and pressed the mouse.

With the sound of clicks, the video on the screen began to play.

"What is love?"

When the soft female voice sounded, Ji Ziping's expression was subtle, and then the model of Nuonuo emerged.

Long purple hair, a curvy figure, and under the tube top skirt, there are surging mountains and rivers.

"What is this?"

Zhu Luo was stunned for a moment, and cautiously said, "The heroine of the game, Mr. Ji is not satisfied with this model?"

Ji Ziping nodded without hesitation.

"Take it back and redo it!"

Zhu Luo was sweating profusely, and defended himself with a sentence "I showed it to everyone in the working group, and everyone was very satisfied with the model of the heroine."

"How many women are there in the working group?"

A drop of cold sweat slid down his forehead, "3."

"How many men?"

"16."

The meeting room was quiet, and Ji Ziping looked up, "I remember the reason for choosing you was that you are good at data analysis?"

"Hiss-sorry, Mr. Ji!"

"Go down."

Zhu Luo's humiliating end, Wanqi Qi not far away laughed.

"Haha~"

Then he was stared at by Ji Ziping. Under the deep gaze, Wanqi Qie sat up subconsciously.

"Wanqi Qie, tell me your plan."

"Huh!" Wanqi Qie stood up: "I have prepared three plans, abc."

"abc? You need me to choose the best plan, the middle plan, and the worst plan?"

"No, no!" Wanqi Qie smiled: "I mean these three plans can be carried out at the same time! Plan A, I want to pick a well-known card from the cards released by Xunyou, and launch a joint event with Miracle Nono!"

"Good, continue."

"For this joint event, users can buy the joint cards to draw special clothing and dress-up cards! There is a QR code on each card, and the game can scan to exchange for clothes."

Ji Ziping nodded slightly.

" Plan B, I want to put the clothes designed by the game on the catwalk."

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked.

"Are you serious?!"

"How does this have anything to do with the fashion show?"

"We can't make the clothes we design in real life!"

Ban Fangfang, who is in charge of the costume design, couldn't help but speak up, although many elements of the costumes were referenced from today's catwalk costumes.

However, if we copy the design and make it, will the clothes look good in real life?

"Plan C is based on Plan B. We can use games to open the market and sell the clothes in the game."

Wan Qipong smiled and looked at Ji Ziping, whose pupils shrank.

The vast majority of bosses would reject the latter two plans he proposed, or even scold them.

But he understands——

Ji Ziping doesn't care about the so-called form, he only cares about whether he can make money!

"You can try."

These four simple words are difficult for other conservative people to accept.

"Mr. Ji?!"

"How can anyone make a game and start a side business?"

"Yes! We don't have enough funds to open a clothing factory!"

"Shut up."

He was scolded unceremoniously, and everyone shut their mouths in aggrievedness.

He only dared to glare at Wan Qingping with angry eyes, but Wan Qingping didn't care and even sneered.

"Why are you looking at me? Because I look handsome?"

"Handsome you mom!"

At this time, Ji Ziping had already sent a message to Song Jiang, roughly explaining the plan he wanted to implement.

"Selling game clothes?"

"A catwalk?"

Song Jiang lowered his head and thought for a moment before saying something.

[Should we hold a beauty pageant? 】

ah?

Ji Ziping turned his head over three times and still didn't understand the connection.

"Mr. Ji?"

"Ahem" Ji Ziping came back to his senses, "Hold a beauty contest?"

He repeated Song Jiang's words. Everyone looked at each other in shock. Only Wan Qipei stood up suddenly, "Genius...!!"

"You are simply a genius!! Combining catwalks with clothing?! Yes!"

"It must be a beauty pageant -" Wan Qipong became more and more excited as she thought about it, with countless ideas popping up in her mind.

"What does Miracle Nono want to convey to women?! Authenticity, self, and uniqueness!! Confident me!"

"That's right!! We can definitely recruit in schools! It's best to be college students! High school students can also be 18 to 23 years old, the most youthful and energetic young people!"

"They are the real Nuonuo!"