In entertainment, I cried a million stars

Luxury box.

Chu Hao, who was sitting in the main seat, saw many new faces. Hu Weiwei introduced from the side: "Mr. Chu, let me introduce to you. These are our new bike-sharing partners."

"This Mr. Chu Haochu is the largest investor in Mobike's shared bicycles. It can be said that without him, Mobike's shared bicycles would not be where they are today."

"Come on, let's toast together and thank Mr. Chu."

Hu Weiwei, a hero among girls, drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp.

Chu Hao didn't twitch, and finished it in one gulp.

Sign them to sit down.

Looking at Hu Weiwei, he said, "In the past few days, I haven't paid much attention to the bike-sharing situation of Momo. It seems that I've done a good job?"

Hu Weiwei smiled: "I followed your instructions to make a comprehensive rectification of Moto's shared bicycles, and cooperated with some mobile apps. Now more people have begun to accept shared bicycles."

"However, Mr. Chu, although there are many people riding shared bicycles, the income generated has not seen much increase."

"This is easy to handle. As long as the flow of people increases, there are many ways to make money."

Seeing how confident Chu Hao was, Hu Weiwei and the others put down their glasses and listened quietly.

Chu Hao said: "First of all, we can develop a membership system. After membership is cheaper, more people will be attracted to ride shared bicycles."

"Of course, this is also a restraint, so as not to reduce the flow of people. After all, after shared bicycles become popular, there will be countless imitators."

"We have fixed most of the traffic first, and it doesn't matter if the remaining small part is there."

"The second is advertising. We can cooperate with some advertisers and use the huge traffic of shared bicycles to promote them, and they will pay for it."

"Article Three . . .

Chu Hao said a lot in one breath, and these people benefited a lot.

Especially Hu Weiwei, she seems to have opened up a new continent in her life.

He also felt more and more that Chu Hao, a young man, was not simple, and he was definitely right to hang out with Chu Hao.

After drinking a bottle of red wine, Chu Hao felt drunk.

I took a taxi and went back to the small rental house.

It was found that the lights in Wang Bingbing's room were on.

"Is she coming back from the recording?"

Just as Chu Hao was about to walk over and knock on the door, Wang Bingbing asked, "Who is it?"

"Chu Hao, are you back?"

Wang Bingbing opened the door, wearing pink pajamas, with two trembling rabbit ears on her head.

"It's really you, Chu Hao." Wang Bingbing was a little excited.

Then she smelled alcohol on Chu Hao's body, rubbed her little nose and teased: "You have successfully completed the recording of two episodes of "I'm the King of Songs", are you drinking to celebrate?"

Chu Hao curled his lips, "It's only two episodes, and my goal is to become the King of Songs."

Wang Bingbing was taken aback, and gave a thumbs up, "If you really have ambitions, then I hope you will succeed."

She yawned, looked up at the time, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

"You don't sleep so late, do you want to cultivate immortality?" Chu Hao said mercilessly.

Wang Bingbing snorted softly, "You are only cultivating immortality, I am completing the task issued by the leader."

"Our leader has arranged a column called [Night Novel Club], where we have arranged for a voice-broadcasting novel, and asked each of our employees to contribute and recommend three novels."

"I've read almost two hundred novels at the beginning, my God, I'm almost blind, and I only found two suitable ones."

Wang Bingbing was very tired, so he hiccupped again.

"novel?"

Chu Hao became interested when he heard it.

"what type is it?"

"Must it be a new work?"

"What are the restrictions?"

Wang Bingbing stared at Chu Hao with strange eyes, "You don't want to write, do you?"

"That's right, your writing is so good, the novels you write will definitely be popular."

"This column is to imitate the local TV stations, because voice-broadcasting of novels is very popular in local TV stations recently, so we at CTV want to do it too."

"As for the content, it must be a new work, attractive and have a wide audience."

"As for the genre of the novel, it doesn't matter. Of course, positive energy must be promoted. After all, it is CTS."

Chu Hao immediately thought of some online novels he had read in his previous life...

What "Shading the Sky"! "Fight Break"!There is none in this world.

If he writes a book, it will definitely explode.

"Chu Hao, do you really want to write? You can show me." Wang Bingbing looked very expectant.

"I'll write it later and leave it to you tomorrow morning."

Chu Hao went to the bathroom to wash his face, sobered up, then turned on the computer and started working.

"Fighting"!

Chapter 1: The Fallen Genius

"Dou Qi, three stages."

Looking at the five big characters shining so dazzlingly on the test magic stone, the young man was expressionless...

This book was still chased by Chu Hao when he was in junior high school, and he read it almost day and night, forgetting to eat and sleep.

He watched it ten times, not only the plot, but also every detail in it.

Especially in the first few chapters, what Chu Hao wrote is basically the same as the original.