Listening to so much official rhetoric.

There is only one meaning to the final summary.

This is the future development focus, companies that want to make money, come and invest quickly...

This is the truth.

But Miss Jiang estimates that those who are really willing to invest should be the big companies.

Thinking of this, she leaned close to Li Mingyu and asked in a low voice.

"Sister Mingyu."

“When can I know the preferential policies?”

“When you decide to invest.”

"What about it?"

"We will write a letter of intent for investment soon. After it is submitted for review, there will be a second internal meeting for negotiation."

understood.

Policies should be tailored to the individual.

Simply put, it depends on the person.

When it comes to large and powerful enterprises, the policies provided are sufficient.

But it should be a small enterprise with average strength.

I'm afraid that this discount...

Think of this.

Miss Jiang frowned.

I took out my cell phone and sent a text message to a secretary.

Shortly after.

Wait until all the leaders have finished speaking.

A letter of intent to invest also came into Miss Jiang's hands.

As she was studying the contents of the booklet.

A host wearing a strapless evening gown came to the venue.

"Good evening, everyone."

……

"What is this for?"

Miss Jiang pointed at the silver-haired old man on the stage and asked in confusion.

"Oh, a cultural performance."

"We're worried we'll get bored."

"That's it..."

Miss Jiang lowered her head and continued to study the contents of the booklet.

long time.

She rubbed her sore neck.

But at this time.

Miss Jiang discovered a very familiar figure on the stage...

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Song Ying is a director and editor at a TV station.

Usually, I am responsible for planning some activities and programs at work.

He was seconded to today's event.

It's considered overtime outside of work.

But Song Ying likes this kind of overtime work.

In addition to earning a little extra money and some social fame.

Sometimes there are some unexpected gains.

lounge.

Song Ying took out the list, flipped to the back and found the name.

Looked at the information.

murmured:

"Students working part-time..."

At this moment, the walkie-talkie on his waist suddenly made a sound.

"Director Song, Director Song..."

Hear the words.

Song Ying picked up the walkie-talkie.

"Talk, talk."

"The front is over, you should prepare here."

"Good good!"

Done.

Song Ying returned to the performance preparation room, holding a form, and applauded the performers:

"Everyone! Get ready, get ready!"

"Teacher Huang Guan! You are the first one, don't forget it!"

Hear this.

An old man with silver hair and wearing a Zhongshan suit made an OK gesture.

See this.

Song Ying turned to another middle-aged woman and said:

"Teacher Huahua, let the children get ready."

"The second show is you guys."

……

A series of arrangements.

Song Ying came in front of several young girls.

"You guys pay attention, Teacher Sun Mei is not in good condition today, move slowly and be careful not to rush the rhythm."

After the explanation.

He turned his attention to the girl with the particularly long legs.

"Gao Jingyi, come with me."

Hear sounds.

Gao Jingyi was suddenly shocked.

I looked around at the girls around me.

I thought about the money incident just now.

I followed with uneasiness in my heart.

...

Come to the corner.

Song Ying's first sentence was.

"Do you want to make money?"

Gao Jingyi didn't say anything, but lowered her head, somewhat afraid to look the other person in the eye.

Seeing this.

Song Ying curled the corners of his mouth.

"There's going to be a party after the evening, come along."

Gao Jingyi heard from some senior students that some leaders would invite performers to parties after the performance.

Eating, singing, bar activities, etc.

But she never thought about it.

As a part-time student, I will also be invited to participate in this.

Consider the complexity of those occasions.

Gao Jingyi said with some difficulty:

"Director Song..."

“I’m still a student…”

Upon hearing this refusal, although Song Ying was unhappy in his heart, he still showed a kind expression on his face.

"Student Gao Jingyi."

"Do you want to sign a regular dancing contract with our TV station?"

Hear this.

Gao Jingyi subconsciously wanted to say that word.

But then I thought of Director Song’s invitation just now.

I thought of the warning given by my senior schoolmate.

Under timidity.

The word "want" just couldn't come out of my mouth.

Because she knows.

Just say the word.

The family’s financial crisis can be greatly alleviated.

She can even continue to pursue her dream of dancing.

but…

Was I still myself at that time?

It seems that the girl has not expressed her opinion yet.

Song Ying lost his patience a little, and said with displeasure on his face:

"Gao Jingyi, I'll wait for you at the door when you're done."

"Remember, the party is organized by the higher-ups."

"You are not the only one invited."

"You don't have to go if you don't want to."

"Just study hard in the future."

Done.

So he turned and left the corner.

Leaving Gao Jingyi alone there.

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