"That scumbag has been busy since this morning. I heard that he went to the train station to pick up people and took the audience to visit the theater. Many people thought he was Manager Wang. Shouldn't this scumbag

Do you want to occupy the magpie's nest?" Leader Feng said angrily, and the flesh on his cheeks trembled with anger.

During the holidays, he gained three pounds during the holidays. Leader Feng had already gained a lot of weight during the previous tour, and he gained even more weight after a year without having to go to work.

Now Leader Feng is walking around Taiping Town in ancient costume, and people outside the town believe him when he says he is a new member of the town.

As a son who is old enough to get married and have children, Banzhu Feng, who considers himself a good father, is naturally very displeased with Wang Pingxiu.

Who is Wang Pingxiu in the eyes of Leader Feng?

Scum!

A rare scumbag in the world!!

The scum recognized by the entire amusement park!!!

Even though Wang Pingxiu is now able to move among the crowd and talk like a duck to water, and he can chat with people wherever he goes, as if he is an old acquaintance everywhere, Leader Feng has not taken off his scum-colored glasses.

"Isn't it?" The actress who also gained weight during the New Year and was holding a plate of salad with only vinegar sauce in her hand felt that Leader Feng was overthinking, "Even if that scumbag wants to occupy the magpie's nest, the boss has to let him go.

"

"The theater manager is not a title that can be inherited in ancient times. He can take it if he wants to?"

"But he seems to be really able to take advantage of it," an unknown actor said weakly, "I feel like he has quite a lot of connections."

"I met him this morning when I was picked up by Director Shen at the train station. He seemed to be quite familiar with the audience. I remember someone said before that Manager Wang's father used to run a theater troupe. Manager Wang had been running a theater since he was a child. Only after hearing and seeing can he write a play script, I feel that he has quite a network."

The people on the side agreed: "Yes, otherwise the boss wouldn't have let him go to the reception. He is not from our amusement park."

"Could it be that he has secretly joined the company?"

"No way?"

"It's possible! Think about it, if he hadn't joined the job, even if he was Manager Wang's father, he wouldn't be able to live in the staff dormitory of our theater troupe."

"I see that Manager Wang has been obeying her father's instructions during this period. Maybe he was hired because of Manager Wang's recommendation."

"Ah, you won't be fooled by Leader Feng, right? This scumbag really wants to occupy the magpie's nest."

"It's impossible, it's impossible, the boss can't just sit back and ignore it."

"I can't say for sure. If the boss sees that the scumbag is so well-connected, he might be tempted to agree."

"Hey, by the way, have any of you seen the boss?"

"Isn't the boss in the box?"

"No, I've gone to each box to deliver water, but I didn't see the boss."

"Not even on the first floor."

"When I just happened to pass by Manager Wang's office, I seemed to see the boss and Manager Wang in the office."

"What are the two of them doing in the office?"

"Isn't it about discussing the scum's employment?"

In fact, it is certainly impossible for Jiang Qi and Wang Xinghua to discuss Wang Pingxiu's employment in the office at such an important time as the premiere of "The Mulberry Picking Girl".

Because Wang Pingxiu had already joined the job when he was hired by Jiang Qi.

"Have you and your father been busy with these things this week?" Jiang Qi looked at the small notebook shared by Wang Xinghua and Wang Pingxiu, with shock on his face.

Since Wang Pingxiu only learned to use mobile phones on March 6, he still doesn’t know Pinyin very well, and it is difficult to type using mobile phones and computers, so he mainly relies on pen and paper to record things.

Wang Pingxiu's handwriting is not very pretty.

This is also understandable. The leader of a theater troupe is also a martial arts singer. If he can write, it is good. How can he ask for good-looking handwriting?

In seven days, the father and daughter took more than 200 pages of handwritten notes.

When senior high school candidates come, they have to say that they are convinced.

I remember in my notes the details of the audience who were invited to watch the premiere of "The Mulberry Picking Girl".

If it is a reporter, the main records in the notes are the reporter's work experience, the content of the articles written, the newspapers and magazines published and the date of publication, and the work schedule that can be found in the past two years.

If the reporter has a public social account, the content posted by the social account will also be recorded. For example, what activities he participated in in a certain year and month, what performances he watched, and then corresponds to the time and other information that can be found, and integrates it into a A complete set of information.

If she is an actor, the main contents recorded in her notes are her performance experience, content posted on her account, her friendships, and content posted on her friends’ social accounts.

Determine the person's real circle of friends and interpersonal relationships through information from multiple parties, and integrate them to form a complete information chain.

The audience this time is basically all public figures. The advantage of public figures is that there is a lot of information displayed on the Internet. Whether it is true or false, the amount of information is definitely enough.

What Wang Xinghua and Wang Pingxiu have done these days is to integrate the massive amount of true and false information on the Internet, screen and purify it, and finally draw a conclusion that they think is very credible and use it.

Let's just say that, you know, what the father and daughter wrote in their notes was to prepare for the premiere of "The Mulberry Picking Girl".

For those who don’t know better, they might think that the father and daughter want to assassinate the elites in the industry and physically eliminate all possible competitors.

There were so many notes that Jiang Qi couldn't finish them all in a while. He only read a few people's notes, which was enough to make him amazed.

"Did your dad do intelligence work before he started singing?" Jiang Qi Soul asked, "No wonder you didn't line up your fellow disciples next to each other when arranging seats. I just searched online and couldn't find any news about their disagreement.

ah?"

Wang Xinghua glanced at the small notebook and said, "My father found this when he was browsing their friends' Weibo and Weibo accounts."

"As long as the content is posted by themselves, no matter how beautifully the text is decorated, there will always be a trace of their true thoughts revealed between the lines. But in fact, it is not that troublesome. Everyone only pretends to be on the large account, and the small account is usually

Speak freely. As long as you can identify the trumpet, it is easy to determine the true relationship."

"What my dad is best at is judging what other people are really thinking through a few words they say."

"When our Wang family was in decline and had no pillars to support the scene, we relied on my father to retain customers. I remember that at that time, my father had many books that recorded guest information, their hobbies, and interpersonal relationships.

, what kind of dramas do you like, what actors look like, what you like to eat and drink, which silk fabrics you like, and even which concubine you like and whether you have a wife or not."

"The content in those books is updated in real time."

"Of course, my father also has a book that records information about his opponents. Whether there is any grudge between the opponent's pillar and the class leader, whether there is any scandal, and which aspect is most effective in spreading dirty water, it is all recorded."

"We even have special books to record which gangsters from our house are most likely to come to our house to cause trouble, which gangsters are the most high-quality and cheap, and which third-rate writers write quickly, scold people harshly, and pay cheap manuscripts."

"My father said that those books are the capital for our Wang family to settle down and live. Whether we can win a red corner, whether the red corner will change jobs, whether she will marry a rich man and become a concubine, these are all unknown and cannot be

Control. This kind of thing sometimes depends on fate. Even if my father is capable of training, the person who buys it may not have the talent to learn it."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "You cannot rely on others to make a living, it must be in your own hands. Instead of hoping that you will be lucky and become famous all over the world, it is better to master a

Learn your craft and make sure you can gain a firm foothold."

"Of course, it would be better if you can get lucky and get a red corner."

As she said this, Wang Xinghua took out a pack of original potato chips from the vase and ate it: "Boss, you don't know, my father scolded Leader Feng all night after watching the complete rehearsal of "The Mulberry Picking Girl"."

Jiang Qi:?

Why are you scolding Leader Feng? What did Leader Feng do wrong? Doesn’t he simply think your father is a scumbag? This is the persona your father has set for himself.

Wang Xinghua knew from Jiang Qi's expression that Jiang Qi had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "It's the boss Feng who bought Feng Ling."

"What happened to Leader Feng?" Jiang Qi was a little curious, "He didn't do anything harmful to God. He ran for his life just like Feng Ling. The whole troupe is equal."

"My dad is just jealous that he drew an SSR. He relies on his subordinates to make a fortune." Wang Xinghua complained ruthlessly, "My dad has been the leader of the class for many years, but he hasn't even drawn an SSR. He relies on himself to get rich."

Jiang Qi:……

Looking at the thick-covered notebook in front of him, Jiang Qi suddenly understood Wang Pingxiu's mood.

I have worked conscientiously and engaged in intelligence work for decades, and I am not as good as others when they are impoverished.

The hard-working African Emirates hate the European Emperor who just won.

"So your dad is planning to follow the old method before, find out everyone's information, and then attack them one by one?" Jiang Qi guessed.

"No." Wang Xinghua shook her head, "My father is planning to follow Ban Leader Feng's old path and rely on SSR to win."

Jiang Qi:?

"My dad said that he has never experienced the feeling of pulling out the SSR in his life. Now he can finally experience it. He will rely on the SSR to fly."

"He doesn't want to work hard anymore."

Jiang Qi looked at 200 pages of notes.

You call this not wanting to work hard???

So now the question is, what did Wang Pingxiu look like when he was working hard?
Chapter completed!