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On November 11, 2001, there were no computer pop-up advertisements, no Taobao merchant text messages, no Double Eleven party, a very ordinary day, everyone was working hard for life, or studying, or working, or breeding.

After going to the company in the morning to read the news, Meng Qian logged into the Phantom Alliance. It has been almost four months since the Phantom Alliance went online. Driven by money, a group of authors began to emerge, including those who became famous in later generations. Naturally, there were also some writers who had never heard of it in that life.

When Meng Qian is free now, he will go to the website to check out the latest novels.

"Boom, boom, boom." After looking at it for a while, Sun Xiaojing knocked on the door and came in, "Meng, you can go now."

"Great."

Turning off the computer, Meng Qian took Sun Xiaojing, Fu Qinyi and Si Yuhang to the most historic hotel in Hangzhou, Hangzhou West Lake State Guest House.

The history of Hangzhou West Lake State Hotel can be traced back to the Shuizhuju in the 19th century. With its strong historical and geographical advantages, it has become a very important hotel in the history of Chinese diplomacy.

Meng Qian is preparing to hold the first game conference of Dafeng Entertainment in this place.

In 2001, in this era when there was no live broadcast on the Internet and every picture was swiped in circles, let alone game conferences, any conferences were not popular in China.

But this does not affect Meng Qian’s desire to develop the conference, which is not popular. It happened to be an alternative publicity. Anyway, in Meng Qian’s heart, Dafeng Entertainment is qualified to hold a high-profile conference, and it will not burn a lot. Money.

Bringing the three of them to the parking lot downstairs, Meng Qian noticed a person standing next to his car. As he slowly approached, the other party did not mean to leave.

After approaching, you can see that this is a young girl who should not be in her 20s. She has a slender figure and fair skin. There is some inexplicable anxiety on the face of a standard goose egg.

"I'm sorry, please let me." Seeing the girl blocking the car door, Meng Qian gestured politely.

The girl looked at Meng Qian with a strange look for a few seconds. It seemed to be a little dazed, but then she recovered and subconsciously bent down slightly, "Hello, is this car yours?"

"It's mine, what's wrong?"

"Sorry, I just ran into your car." The girl drove her body sideways. Meng Qian noticed that the front of the car was scratched away. "I just wanted to ask the security who owns this car. You just came down."

Noting that a strange girl was talking to Meng Qian, Sun Xiaojing and the three immediately walked up.

Meng Qian stepped forward and took a closer look at the car's condition, "How did you get it?"

"I...I bumped my bicycle." The girl pointed to a 28 bicycle parked aside.

Meng Qian turned his head and looked at the girl's flustered eyes, "What are you going to do with it?"

"I lose money, I lose money." The girl hurriedly said.

Meng Qian nodded indifferently, "If you take it for repairs, it's estimated to be several thousand yuan, so let's see if you are honest, if you give one thousand, it will be over."

"One thousand?! So expensive?" The girl's expression changed rapidly, from flustered to surprised to uneasy, "I...I don't have so much money on me."

"Then what do you want to do?" Meng Qian asked calmly.

The girl’s eyes changed again, from anxious to firmness, "Can I keep your phone number? I will definitely give you the money within two days."

Meng Qian looked at the girl’s eyes and then at the flyer she was holding. “How much do you pay for the flyer a day?”

"Huh?" The girl subconsciously lowered her head and glanced at the flyer in her arms. "This is not necessarily the case. It depends on how much it is distributed. If it is distributed for a day, it can cost about 30 yuan."

"If one thousand yuan is a bit difficult for you, our company just recently needed to recruit people to distribute flyers, one thousand for fifteen days, but it may be distributed from morning to night every day, you think about it."

"This..." The girl was obviously hesitant.

Meng Qian motioned to Sun Xiaojing to take her business card out to the girl, "It's just a convenience for each other when you are away. Instead of asking for help, it's better to rely on yourself.

Of course, the decision is yours, and you can directly contact this Miss Sun afterwards. "

Meng Qian gave the girl a simple smile, and then opened the car door.

The girl stepped back subconsciously, and her mind went blank for a while and noticed that her bicycle was blocking the way Meng Qian went out. She moved her 28 bicycle away in a panic with her hands and feet, and watched Meng Qian's car leave.

After the car drove on the right path, Si Yuhang suddenly said, "The girl can take the initiative to admit that such a quality is not easy. Actually, maybe, give her even greater kindness..."

Meng Qian looked at Si Yuhang in the back seat through the rearview mirror, and Fu Qinyi, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but look at him.

Noting everyone's gaze, Si Yuhang didn't say anything.

However, at this moment, Meng Qian glanced at Sun Xiaojing on the co-pilot, "Sister Sun, if that girl chooses to send us flyers, give her 1,000 yuan in 15 days."

Sun Xiaojing seemed calm but her brain quickly turned around, "Just tell her that our 15-day salary is two thousand?"

Meng Qian nodded.

...

After the four arrived at the West Lake State Guest House in Hangzhou, a woman wearing a blue cheongsam led the way at the door and walked all the way to the conference room, pavilions, small bridges, flowing water, blue stone tiles, bamboo window screens, and a panoramic view.

In the conference room, many people were busy. Seeing Meng Qian came in ~www.ltnovel.com~ a leader came to say hello.

"Mr. Meng." These people are a cultural media company that Dafeng Entertainment has found a partner for this press conference and specializes in similar activities.

"How about here?"

"In Hangzhou, it is estimated that it is difficult to find something more attractive than here."

"Then the hard work, Mr. Xue will finalize the plan as soon as possible."

"Haha, President Meng is indeed the one who does things. Don't worry. After all the measurements are done today, the plan will be handed over to President Meng within three days."

"Then I look forward to Mr. Xue's handwriting." Meng Qian gave Si Yuhang and Fu Qinyi a look, and asked them to take care of their affairs, while he exchanged simple greetings with each other.

After everyone got busy, Meng Qian seemed to be strolling leisurely, but in fact he began to think about the layout of the entire venue. Later, Meng Qian, who had experienced several press conferences, knew in his heart that many of the details of the press conference were very important. It is estimated that this kind of Party B company of this era may not be able to comprehend these things.

Since Meng Qian is going to do it, he naturally has to do this conference well. It has always been his habit to dig out details, which is why he has to come to the scene in person today.

The layout of the conference room, the approximate location of the stage, the position of the lighting, the ventilation effect, and what angle you are standing at then, these seemingly minor details will actually affect the final effect of a conference.

Meng Qian once experienced a very tall press conference. Because of the ventilation problem, he kept the people inside from being hot and cold, and eventually some unpleasant phenomena appeared.

After being busy at the hotel until 4 o'clock in the afternoon, everyone completed their tasks. Meng Qian drove the four people back to the company, and then directly transferred to the airport.

Before the press conference of Dafeng Entertainment, Meng Qian had to go to receive an award...