In this final interview, Yang Yichan hired more than a dozen people. 7th Road Chinese 7th Road Chinese

It’s not that he doesn’t want to be in one step and take all the talents under Yangyi culture, but this emerging cultural enterprise is still somewhat in the eyes of Yue University students, and not all the top talents come to participate in the interview.

So it is already a good result to be able to recruit seventeen people in the first batch.

Judging from the performance of these people in the interview, whether it is the basic knowledge of this major or the flexibility of adaptability, they are all considered good materials and quality. As long as you experience the real baptism of wind and frost, you will definitely have no problem becoming the first pillar team of Yangyi Culture.

And unexpectedly, he caught up with Qin Huang's line, which was also considered an unexpected gain.

Rogo was targeting other people's connections, but what Yang Yi saw was more about the Qin family's channels and the advertising business that might be carried out in the future.

"Advertising? Channel?" Rogo became interested. He knew that Yang Yi would not be empty-handed and aimless. It was just that Qin Huang's business has always been agriculture, forestry and aquatic products, as well as deepening processing, and it is not as good as the cultural industry.

"I really don't understand?" Yang Yi glanced at him deeply.

Rogo found that since he got together with this kid, he was getting lazy to use his brain. As soon as Yang Yi's thinking was quick and divergent, he could easily not keep up with his ideas. Moreover, he occasionally had any ideas and compared them with Yang Yi, he would probably keep silent.

Over time, Rogo transitioned from the identity of a decision maker to the executor.

Of course, he himself would not admit it! Occasionally, when he brags with his subordinates, according to Fat General, Yang Yi's current identity is the stinky old ninth in the State Council Research Office. He is a dog-headed military advisor who comes up with ideas, and he is the King of Shan.

"You didn't see it. After Xiaoyi came up with an idea, he still wanted to discuss it with me?" Mr. Fat was used to being arrogant.

The audience below were usually the little secretary Wei An, and the editor-in-chiefs of several editorial rooms of the publishing house, exchanged a clear look with each other, and then smiled without saying a word.

Yang Yi explained to Rogo in this matter: "First, Mr. Qin is now doing high-end agricultural, forestry and aquatic products exports. That's because the island country's requirements for food quality are much higher than the current demand in China. However, with the development of the economy, our country, especially the two regions of the Yangtze River Delta and the Pearl River Delta, will also have a higher requirement for quality of life, and the same will be true for domestic markets at that time. Moreover, our population base is here. In addition to the upper-level high-quality route, it can also develop the market for middle-level families... In short, he can take the route of feeding back to the country from abroad, and he can also rely on foreign countries. Anyway, I am very optimistic about the future development of this agricultural defenceman."

"Can he develop? He is the best boss, and I don't know why he needs so much money." Rogo said a few words and suddenly realized: "Is his development good? Is it related to us?"

"Advertising, whether it is books, magazines, animations, films, and the most important Internet reading in the future, can be used as a good channel for advertising. It should not be too easy for us to make money from it in the future." Yang Yi grinned.

After thinking about the taste, Roge understood that what Yang said in his words was to maximize his role as a channel peddler.

Isn’t the cultural industry just a matter of promoting, expanding influence, and exporting values? At that time, holding this kind of publicity channel and wanting to turn the world upside down is just a matter of time.

"That's it?" Rogo stared at Yang Yimeng suspiciously. According to this boy's explanation, the relationship between them and Qin Huang was completely active and the other was passive. Although Yang Yi culture was small, there was also the capital to make Qin Huang come to him. Although Qingfeng trade was large, it was also subject to publicity.

But if this is the case, how could this kid be so concerned about this matter? It would be difficult to wait for Qin Huang to come to ask for cooperation? He also reluctantly recognized Qin Momo as his "god sister".

Fatty Mr. Fat remembered clearly. When Qin Huang proposed to let his daughter recognize Yang Yi as a "fucking brother", the two people involved had extremely wonderful expressions - Qin Momo's face was blue and white, as if he had incurable severe dysentery. His mouth opened a few times, but in the end he could not say a one, two, and three; and Yang Yi's expression was even more dreamy. After mixing about a dozen facial expressions, it eventually turned into a weird way that could not be described in words. Seven-way Chinese

"Maybe Boss Qin is interested in you and wants to recruit you as a son-in-law." When he left the restaurant, Rogo was still winking: "Isn't the girl from the Qin family only 22? It's enough for you to hold two gold bricks."

Of course Yang Yi wouldn't pay attention to him.

Yang Yi, who is a member of the reborn army in later generations, is still not acceptable to him.

And the most important thing is that for a flower-picking thief like Luo Xiaopang who believes in a ruthless and ruthless man, he is also embarrassed to tell him about marriage?

I'm gonna be!

"Of course this is not the only reason. Have you forgotten the old Yang family store?" Yang Yi glanced at Rogo and explained lightly: "When we start to have the energy to develop Yangyi diet in the future, will the Qin family be our supplier?"

Just because of the gutter oil Sudan Hong that people in later generations are accustomed to, it is imperative to find a raw material supply base for Yangyi Food in advance and it takes a lot of effort to do. Now Qin Huang is here to come, saying that one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

"Okay, then I'm fine." Rogo nodded. No one has a long-term plan. Yang Yi can see the last three moves on the chessboard, or even the last dozen moves. This also proves that he is transitioning from an entrepreneur to a successful person. Although the process may be long and must be full of unknown ups and downs, Rogo has an unspeakable confidence.

It is about Yang Yi's ability and his own vision.

"By the way, tomorrow is Monday. Should you gather the newly recruited people and meet them together?" Rogo thought about it and put forward his own suggestions.

Yang Yi waved his hand without thinking. If these people were doctoral and master's degree recruited from Yan Dahuaqing when Yangyi Culture was invented, or elite talents with a background in a large company, then in order to improve their cohesion, stabilize people's hearts, and also demonstrate their strength and background, it is undoubtedly necessary to meet.

But now there are elderly people helping people in every section of the company, and Yang Yi’s current image is also very different from respectedness.

Could it be that he pointed at these people's faces and was condescending - boy, I am the winner of life who has seen the world and was reborn. You follow me obediently and work hard, and you must have meat to eat!

So he refused Rogo's kindness very neatly and sighed with some distress: "Just forget to meet, that's the case, isn't there a composition competition for high school students in the city tomorrow? You're ready for the venue."

This composition competition is actually a preview of the "Siyang Cup New Concept Composition Competition". After careful consideration, the editors of Mengya Magazine still planned to pre-select one in advance, which was to accumulate experience. They also launched this activity with the mentality of casting a wide net to see if they could catch more fish.

Because it was jointly organized with various universities, as soon as this news was released, many schools that have a lot of skills in liberal arts teaching started to think about it.

The population base is here, so all kinds of strange talents in China are emerging one after another. Even if you only choose good articles, you can catch them one by one.

Moreover, students who are biased in subjects are indispensable in any school. If children who are loved and hated by teachers can also send these problems into the ivory tower through this composition competition, it is something that any teacher is happy to see.

The sense of accomplishment, honor, reputation, teacher's heart and ethics... probably cannot be achieved by these reasons that drive various schools to participate.

The first public preliminary examination selection, Mengya Magazine, probably through the relationship between the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and Writers Association, made it clear that all the famous universities in the Magic City were well established, so the scope was also very wide. High school students in eight provinces and one city in East China, Central China, and South China can sign up for this preliminary examination.

Yang Yi didn’t know how the competitions were arranged in other provinces, cities and regions. In order to ensure fairness and justice of the competition, and because of its cooperative relationship with Mengya Magazine, the venue was arranged on the third floor of Yunzhong Bookstore.

"All arrangements are made, right in the reading room, I said you can't believe me! Just let Wu Shi take charge of this kind of cuteness..." That's it, but Rogo also knew that after establishing relationships with Mengya Magazine and various universities, it will have a great significance for Yangyi Culture's future planning. Therefore, he has also spent a lot of effort these days on organizational preparations and venue arrangements.

"Oh, that's fine! By the way..." Yang Yi's voice suddenly became weaker: "What, when I see me tomorrow, I will pretend not to know you! Don't come over and smile foolishly."

"I understand! You kid is talking nonsense..." The language that does not meet the requirements of spiritual civilization was about to blurt out, but Fatty was suddenly stunned again: "See you, you... you kid is coming to participate in this competition! Ah? Hahaha, hahahaha..."

Old but not dead is a thief! Yang Yi looked at Rogo with expressionless expression and smiled like a Sharpie dog that had been over-electric, but he was harshly complaining to the principal of the high school in his heart.

Speaking of which, Yu Pu is really kind. He is worried that although Yang Yi has published books and has a great income, he can no longer treat him as an ordinary middle school student. However, as a high school teacher, sending students to college is his spiritual creed almost engraved in his bones.

So after hearing this composition competition, he immediately thought of Yang Yi, and thought that with this kid's level, it would be easy to get a prize and come back. However, at that time, he would have solved his own worries and could still earn some face to get back.

However, if Yu Pu knew about this competition, it was made by Yang Yi urged Mengya magazine to make a fuss. I wonder what the old man would think again.

...

The next day, early Monday morning, Yang Yi did not go to school and met with the classmates and teachers who participated in this competition, but instead came to the bookstore first.

After he wandered around his book castle, students from other schools stopped in front of the book castle, led by teachers.

Either they talk to each other happily, or they ask for leave from the teacher in groups of three or five, and then run into the bookstore to wander around.

After all, if you can be selected by your own school, most of the students who come here are interested in literature and like books. Although they often come here to stroll on holidays, it feels different to wander in the bookstore with their classmates in the name of participating in the competition.

"Oh, Yang Yi!" After inspecting his territory, he was thinking about whether to go to Su Wan's studio to take a look when he suddenly heard greetings.

Looking back, he was the Chinese class representative in the class and Jiang Nan’s friend Le Fei. And who was not the two-sided fairy by her side?

"I heard last week that you would also participate in the competition. I thought I could see you in the morning, but I would still act alone! I don't understand what you are busy with all day long? Your parents don't care about you?" Le Fei gave Yang Yi a blank look, then glanced at Jiang Nang beside him jokingly: "How about it, bring your family safely, are you trying to make a point?"

Le Fei is a girl with great wisdom. She is as her name is optimistic and open-minded, and extraordinary. This can be seen from Jiang Nan, who is easy-going on the surface but cold in her heart, and she is cold and refusing to others. Although she is like other students, she is very curious about Yang Yi, a mysterious figure who is almost lawless, but she never relies on her friend to inquire about the situation from Jiang Nan.

However, after accidentally encountering Yang Yi, some jokes are always inevitable.

"I mean it? Please have breakfast?" Yang blinked his eyes. He had a good impression of the little girl and didn't mind fighting back: "You are leaving the army, don't you tell me?"

"The big army is there." Le Fei's eyebrows were curved, and he turned around and signaled a group of about 17 or 18 people not far away. These students almost included elite liberal arts students in the senior high school, with more senior high school students, and only four or five people in the first and second grades.

However, a group of people are not familiar with Yang Yi. In other words, no matter who it is, they will have almost no impression of a student whose frequency of school attendance is marked in xx months.

The reason why they are paying attention to this place is mostly because of Jiang Nan.

As Jiang Jianmo's time in charge of Yuezhou increased, Jiang Nan, who was originally hidden in the students in a low-key manner, became more and more concerned because of the gradual exposure of the city party secretary. What is the identity of the city party secretary? What is the meaning of the first princess in Yuezhou?

In terms of appearance, in the Jiangnan Water Town, where there have always been many beautiful women, she is also in the first echelon; in terms of grades, she firmly controls the top five and has a halo that cannot be ignored but dare not face it; and she is also the host of the school broadcasting station, and the school meeting often accompanys the grade leaders and the school leaders when speaking.

Now the identity of the secretary's daughter has been exposed. So many things are superimposed and it is very normal to attract heated discussions within the first and second levels. You can often see handsome men in senior grades waiting to hand her love letters at the door of the classroom or by the path under the shade of a tree.

So now, when these people saw Yang Yi standing smiling in front of Jiang Nan, the doubts and slight jealousy arose in their hearts.

"Teacher, those two classmates are leaving the team now. It's hard to find someone when they are about to gather later, so I'd better call them back." The person who spoke was Zhang Yao, who was a class monitor in his second year of high school. In fact, with his grades, he didn't need to participate in this competition, and he could still get into college steadily. However, after hearing that Jiang Nan, a first-year-old, participated in the competition, he immediately signed up.

But this time, Zhang Yao, who has always been highly valued in front of the teacher, failed to get the approval of his Chinese teacher and the senior class leader.

After a second-year high school senior Chinese teaching and research team leader looked at Yang Yi carefully, a strange look suddenly appeared on his face. Instead, he greeted the students: "Everyone, let's go and wait in the bookstore."

The circle between teachers is not big. In their spare time, the topics they may talk about are nothing more than the parents’ issues in the teacher’s circle, the news in the education system, and finally the gossip about students.

This is a very natural phenomenon. What people usually discuss must be related to their own life circle.

Therefore, among students, Yang Yi's fame only lasts in the first grade of senior high school, or even within the scope of Class 3. However, in the teacher circle, the name Yang Yi is well-known.

As for the privileged students recruited by Yupu, the teachers in Class 3 mentioned this name from time to time, and it was difficult for others to wonder if they didn’t want to.

"It's Yang Yi, are you here by yourself?" Zhou Ziyi smiled very kindly. He felt that since he was a student who could be treated specially by the principal, it would be harmless to have a better attitude.

"Oh, hello teacher." Yang nodded. Although he was polite, he was not as reserved as an ordinary student: "Home is closer to this place, and I was afraid that I would not find anyone when I went to school, so I came here directly."

My family is closer to this place? I am afraid I won’t be able to find anyone when I go to school? This guy is enough!

When the students next to him heard Yang Yi's words, they all completely convinced him. They looked at Zhou Ziyi and wanted to see what the teacher would say.

What made them lose their glasses was that the slightly fat middle-aged teacher laughed without any expression: "It's good to come, as long as you don't delay the competition."

Then he looked at the watch and announced to his students: "There is still one class time. Students who have not had breakfast, hurry up and eat it again! But don't eat too much, as the brain will be deficient in hypoxia at that time."

A group of people smiled loudly, and then a few people left together. The rest were all looking at the door of the bookstore that had been opened and staring inside.

"Don't look at me, I have half an hour of free time to move around. I will come back honestly before 8:45!" Zhou Ziyi smiled angrily.

"The teacher is wise!"

"Teacher Zhou holds up the banner of democracy, we support you!"

The atmosphere of the team was truly active. Le Fei next to him took the time to squeeze his eyes at Yang Yi: "How is it? I don't need you to invite breakfast, so I let Mangmang lend you to me for half an hour and use it as a wallet once?"
Chapter completed!