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Han Weiyi was deeply immersed in Xu Xian's "charm" and couldn't extricate herself, like a resentful woman who was abandoned from beginning to end. Except for the large-scale investment in film and television dramas, she had never read the resumes of those male artists so seriously, and At this time, she was sitting in the auditorium and flipping through these things for a whole hour, sometimes she closed her eyes and meditated like an old monk, and sometimes smiled innocently like a childish child, and she occasionally used the pen she borrowed from Lin Weiran. Writing and painting on the resume is like a madman, which makes people shudder.

Lin Weiran did not put on an overbearing air as Han Weiyi suggested, but instead investigated the people's sentiments on the spot in a more nuanced manner, and slept with these people who had spent their entire careers in the production industry. Being together is only the first step, and eating together is more important. When he appeared on the spot where he started a business, he naturally attracted everyone's attention, especially when everyone noticed that his catering was the same as their own, a thought immediately popped up in their minds. Instinctive thought.

This is for show.

It's just that they know it's hypocrisy, and not everyone is indifferent. After all, there are not many people who are worthy of the chairman to perform hard work in person.Had dinner at the same table with Yoon Sang-hyun, accompanied by Zhao Chengshou and Li Jingkui who hadn't seen yesterday, facing Lin Weiran who had wronged them not to say coldly, but also with hidden hostility. In the eyes of people, perhaps this is the so-called neither humble nor overbearing.

The only one who was absent, Yin Rilu, said that he had asked for leave. Lin Weiran didn't ask any more questions, but noticed that Li Jingkui's eyes flickered when he asked about Yin Rilu's whereabouts. After quietly finishing the meal, he and Yin Xiangxian set up dinner together for the evening in a few sentences, and then ordered another meal, and left amidst the attention of everyone.

Those who are still not satisfied say that Lin Weiran is perfunctory, those who are moved say that Lin Weiran is paying attention, and others are simply calm, as if they have reached the realm of nothing.But no matter what people say.Those who can make a decision are still the three who just sat at the table with Lin Weiran. Whether they accept his sincerity or not, the three of them frown, as if they are facing a big problem.

Lin Weiran returned to the stands with his work meals, and when he went up the steps, he could see Han Weiyi who was still writing and drawing from a distance.She curled up in the narrow seat.Look focused, nothing else.

Lin Weiran got closer and closer, deliberately walking lightly, and being very polite.Three points of fear.It's just that she was discovered by the other party when she was about a dozen steps away from Han Weiyi. Instead of greeting her with harsh words because she was disturbed, she turned her head with bright eyes, not to Lin Weiran, but to the food in his hand .

Han Weiyi didn't take his eyes off until Lin Weiran sat beside her.The slender neck was completely stretched out, Lin Weiran was delighted to see Lie Xin, picked up the food in his hand, shook it, and asked with a smile: "Do you want to eat?"

Han Weiyi didn't deal with the guy who treated her like a foodie, but actually nodded.

Lin Weiran was at a loss, and after being slightly taken aback, he could only pass the food over. Han Weiyi immediately smiled at him, perhaps adding a simplicity that he never showed in the past, so it made people dazzled.She snatched the lunch box from Lin Weiran's hand in one go.Then, regardless of the image, there are only two possibilities for a woman to eat like this in front of others. One is that she doesn't care at all, and the other is that she doesn't treat this person as a man at all.

Seeing that she still didn't forget to write and draw on the half-page resume while eating anxiously, Lin Weiran curiously picked up the one she had already written.The first page of the book can still be read, 'Multiple Profit Model', the dense scrawl below is daunting before you read it, and there is a structure diagram drawn in the middle of the second page.The level of drawing is about the same as that of kindergarten children, Lin Weiran simply read it.Apart from knowing that Xu Xian and a question mark in the center of the structure diagram are the core, the others are stunned to understand. It seems that they are looking at other authors' outlines and want to study it in a simple way, but they can only be at a loss.The third page still didn't have the kind of clarity at a glance, but there was a row of small characters in the lower right corner marked with emphasis symbols, Lin Weiran looked carefully.

Neil Postman, entertained to death.

Media Ecology.

Entertainment program and happy philosophy.

Lin Weiran's heart moved, but his expression remained calm. He glanced at Han Weiyi and realized that she was wondering whether to grab the phone with her greasy little hands, so she took the lead to do it for her. When she passed in front of Han Weiyi, she was caught She glanced at it defensively.

"Tell me, what are you looking for?" Lin Weiran returned to his seat and asked.

Han Weiyi was silent for about two seconds, and then said: "sbs, kbs, mbc, 08-09, program mode report. There is a 'least frequently used' communication group in my address book, you find it, and then ask me .”

Opening the 'least frequently used' communication group, seeing those familiar or unfamiliar names, Lin Weiran's eyes lit up, and then fell silent.He asked again, "What's next?"

Han Weiyi carefully observed his expression, which was derived from the instincts accumulated over the years, and found that Lin Weiran had not crossed the line, so she reciprocated, gestured for a name with her finger, and then stopped, Lin Weiran Wei Ran scrolled down tacitly, when she moved her finger, she stopped again, waited for her to indicate the name, then continued to scroll down, and when she found all three names, she edited them together, and then sent a text message.

There was no one in the auditorium, and they didn't feel quiet when they first came up, but now they felt that even a whisper could resound through the audience, Lin Weiran and Han Weiyi stopped talking, but one returned the phone, the other stood up, Let him put it directly in his coat pocket.

It didn't take a while for Han Weiyi to focus again. With something in her stomach, she seemed to have strength all over her body. The sesame oil in the kimbap stuck to her hands. Lin Weiran couldn't bear her to spoil her pen again, so she snatched her away. The manuscript said: "You say, I write."

Han Weiyi didn't speak, but just took another bite of the seaweed rice, this time it was a small bite, not the big meal just now.

Lin Weiran raised her eyebrows and asked, "What? Afraid that even a foreigner like me can make you feel ashamed if I write Korean?"

Han Weiyi glared at him.

This time, Lin Weiran was not afraid that she would turn against him and help Xu Xian, so he just took out his pen and said, "Hurry up, I have to go back in the afternoon to clean up, and I have to come back to live in the evening."

Han Weiyi gave a 'cut' and didn't pursue it. She just tapped on her manuscript paper and asked Lin Weiran to make an outline first. There are three items in total, capturing the popularity of the audience, setting the character to gather popularity, and making profits from the surrounding industries.Up to the last one, Lin Weiran asked why although the ratings of Family Birth were good, the peripheral sales were always deserted. We got married. The ratings kept dropping until the second season, but the peripheral sales can guarantee that we will not lose money?Han Weiyi pointed to the first item, saying it was a combination effect.Lin Weiran nodded slowly. Recently, he is planning to make corresponding peripherals for virtual idols, and plans to make them the main profit point for virtual idols in the future.

The two of you talk to each other, and you can learn from each other. In this entertainment industry that will be eliminated in minutes, in addition to the artists who need to keep up with the trend, they, the masterminds behind the scenes, also have to keep up with the rhythm of the industry. Only by constantly learning, absorbing, and growing can they maintain a vigorous momentum of continuous advancement, and they cannot stop until they can influence or even control the rhythm of this circle.

Refinement of these outlines is a time-consuming job. Without the large collection of outlines by his side, Han Weiyi can only scribble on his immature thoughts, enumerate, select, enumerate, and select again, until these thoughts Until it becomes a feasible solution, all of Han Weiyi's time and energy will be spent here.

It took Lin Weiran two hours to put these chaotic thoughts on paper one by one, and started to sort them out on another manuscript paper without Han Weiyi's request. He seemed to have obsessive-compulsive disorder for such report-like things , I can't bear it all the time.Han Weiyi, who didn't know where to clean his hands, was fiddling with the phone, his expression focused, and his two thumbs were walking like flying on the phone screen.

Lin Weiran glanced at it by chance and found that it was Xu Xian's variety show script.He looked down at the things in his hands, and then realized that Han Weiyi was not bored.

"Forget it." He said softly suddenly.

Han Weiyi stubbornly shook his head.

Lin Weiran said old-fashionedly: "You are also very busy now, it is not worth spending time and energy on it."

"I'm just relaxing!" As soon as the words finished, Han Weiyi couldn't help yawning.

Lin Weiran couldn't help but sneered, and received Han Weiyi's sharp eyes of "I'll show you if you laugh again", he could only lower his voice, and then continued to concentrate on organizing the notes.

For the first time, Lin Weiran felt that he had returned to the library of his university days, without red sleeves, but ignoring the passage of time.

Lin Weiran, who originally planned to leave in the afternoon, had to postpone the plan, because when he and Han Weiyi realized it, it was already too late. This delicate woman, who was used to it from head to toe, left with big dark circles under her eyes. Before he had time to expose those provocative legs wrapped in black silk to the increasingly cold night wind, he received a call. It was Park Zhengchang, the big celebrity in Shinhan IT. The outside world jokingly called him Lin Weiran's dog leg From time to time, he couldn't help but use an envious tone. It took him less than two years to grow from a small employee in charge of finance to today's head of Shinhan's IT department.

Knowing that this is Lin Weiran's direct descendant, Han Weiyi generously handed over the key. Lin Weiran's ability to pay attention to details is a habit and his benefit. One doesn't care so much, while the other accepts it with peace of mind. But when Han Weiyi opened the glove box to store his notes, he saw three books neatly placed inside.

Neil Postman, entertained to death.

Media Ecology.

Entertainment program and happy philosophy.

"President Han, please check if this basic book is correct. I should have done what the president personally ordered, but because I couldn't get away from work, I hired an assistant to go..."

When she heard the section of "what the president ordered", Han Weiyi couldn't listen to Park Zhengchang's words anymore. She stared blankly at the three books in her hand, falling into unknowable thoughts.

ps: In the second half of the night, I desperately wrote the second half of the chapter. I couldn’t bear it so I went to bed. When I come back from get off work today, I will make up this more, and then continue to code.