At the beginning of the fire to save people, I was broadcast live as a firefighter

After some twists and turns, Li Xiao finally lived in the single room arranged by the Propaganda Department.

After a night of nothing to say, Li Xiao woke up early the next day and came to the department to report.

It seems that someone has already made the work arrangements, and Li Xiaogang walked into the office marked with this [Internet Propaganda Group].

A burst of warm applause came from inside.

A young woman in her thirties, wearing glasses and wearing a very professional black and white suit, walked up to Li Xiao with a scrutiny on her face, shook hands with him, and joked:

"I'm Zhao Yazhi from the network team. I'm 35 this year. You can call me Team Leader Zhao or Sister Zhi."

"Welcome to our recently popular Comrade Li Xiao, come to guide us, please give us your advice."

Hearing the other party's ridicule, Li Xiao quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and quietly let go of the worries in his heart.

He was originally worried about the necessary process as a leadership advancement.

Colleagues in the Propaganda Department may be difficult to get along with.

But the situation is obviously better than he imagined, although the other party's tone is a little teasing.

But obviously there was no malice, and he didn't dare to make too much of it, so he humbly opened his mouth

"Where, where, I'm a brick, I can move wherever I need."

"Besides, I'm not here to guide."

"I'm here to study and do coolies."

"If you have any dirty work, just leave it to me."

The young woman wearing black-rimmed glasses nodded lightly, pointing to one of the workstations in the office with her pale fingers.

"This week, you can use this position temporarily."

"Okay, come with me to the conference room now, let's have an early meeting first."

A group of people filed in and walked to the next meeting room.

The wooden door was closed, and Zhao Yazhi, who welcomed Li Xiao just now, introduced:

"First of all, welcome to add new members to our network group."

"Although it is a temporary member, the required process is still going through."

"Everyone, introduce yourself."

"Lin Wanxi, female, 22 years old, I am in charge of copywriting planning."

"Wu Jiuzhuan, male, 29 years old, I am in charge of music."

"Zhao Jinmian, male, 25 years old, I am usually in charge of appearances."

"Li Guanqi, male, 25 years old, I am in charge of photography and post-production."

"He Dong, male, 36 years old, I am in charge of driving, booking venues, buying lunch boxes, contacting the corresponding units, controlling the order of the scene, commonly known as odd jobs."

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After a round of introductions, Li Xiao also got a general understanding of the situation of the network group.

Originally, there were 6 people in the group, each of whom performed their duties, and each had specific responsibilities.

After some self-introduction, Zhao Yazhi took up the conversation again and said:

"After the above meeting two days ago, the task indicators have been issued."

"By the end of this year, the number of fans of our family's official publicity account will exceed 50."

As soon as Zhao Yazhi finished speaking, there was a commotion in the conference room.

"No way, Sister Zhi, 50? Fans, kill me!"

Lin Wanxi let out a groan, and her whole body fell on the conference table as if falling apart.

The corner of Wu Jiuzhuan's mouth twitched:

"If I remember correctly, our current number of fans is only 13."

"With all due respect, this is an old account that we have operated for three years."

"On average, the increase in followers per year is only more than 4. It is already the end of September and there are only three months left."

"The higher-ups want to increase followers by 3 within 36.2 months? That's 12 in a month."

"The above is to condense nine years of work into one month."

Hearing Wu Jiuzhuan's data analysis, the already low morale fell to the bottom again.

Zhao Yazhi also knew that this project was a bit difficult, but she immediately clapped her hands.

Encouraged everyone:

"Don't worry, the higher-ups also know that this task is difficult, so they sent a master here."

As she spoke, she set her sights on Li Xiao.

Apparently the expert she mentioned was Li Xiao who was temporarily transferred to the Propaganda Department.

Seeing everyone's eyes, he looked at himself.

Li Xiao took a breath.

There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world.

Originally, I wanted to dawdle for seven days, and then I could get it with first-class work.

He never expected that he would have mission targets when he came to the Propaganda Department.

Empiricism really kills people.

What about gold plating?

How about a vacation?

Suddenly someone said in a cold voice:

"Sister Zhi, I'm not talking about you, you think highly of him too."

"As far as I know, this new master will be staying with us this week, and the rest of the time is just a part-time job."

"Could it be that you want him to help us push our account's followers to 50 within a week?"

This person's tone was very disdainful, with deep distrust.

The person who spoke was Zhao Jinmian who was originally in charge of appearing on the scene.

Zhao Yazhi frowned slightly, feeling a little dissatisfied.

It's fine if this thornhead doesn't give himself face on weekdays.

Now that guests have come, they still dare to complain.

However, she thought about the other party's situation.

The scolding words reached his lips, but he swallowed them again.

As many outsiders have said, the Propaganda Department is a gilded place.

This sentence is a bit outrageous, but the situation of gilding does exist.

Just like the thorn head in front of me, it came in and was plated with gold.

Now I just hope that the other party's gilding will end as soon as possible, and don't make trouble for yourself here.

She coughed lightly and changed the subject.

"By the way, the Provincial General Administration's cultural performance on October 10 has been confirmed to be in our hands."

"Everyone get ready early."

"Ah! No way, why did this matter fall into our hands?"

"That's right, we were only second in our branch's own evaluation last time."

"That's right, even if we go, we should go in three groups, why..."

At first everyone was discussing in full swing, but soon the discussion gradually weakened.

Because they also realized that there must be something inside that they didn't know about what happened in the middle.

Hearing Zhao Jinmian, whose complexion was not so pretty, said with a smile:

"I've heard about this. It's mainly because the song sung by Lin Dong in the third group is too cheerful, and it doesn't fit the atmosphere of the cultural show."

"So after consideration, the leaders above decided to hand over the quota to me."

"At that time, I will perform at the cultural performance, my specialty [spring is coming]."

"This song is full of vigor and solemnity, which fully meets the requirements of the cultural evening."

Several people in the meeting room looked at each other, but no one jumped out to say anything.

Zhao Yazhi secretly rolled her eyes and nodded, saying:

"Okay, you can go home and practice [Spring is coming] these few days."

"Just leave the things in the group to other people."

Zhao Jinmian was also not polite, he stood up:

"That's fine, I'll go back to practice singing first."

Without delay, he turned around and left the conference room.