Being Reborn And Starting Off By Not Being A Simp Chapter 179

   Chapter 179 TV reporter

  Liu Qing remembered the female TV reporter named Zhen Tian, ​​who was in her twenties and looked pretty.

   That reporter did say yesterday that he wanted to give him an exclusive interview, because the news station was doing a special report on young entrepreneurs in Pengcheng, so he could be included in that series.

  Liu Qing agreed at the time.

   But he did not expect this interview to come so quickly.

   I only proposed it yesterday, and I will give him an exclusive interview today.

   At the time, I was thinking that it would take ten days and a half months for such a temporary proposal to be reported to the TV station for approval.

   It's only been a day now, and I'm about to give him an exclusive interview.

   What else can he say?

   Of course yes!

   said: "I have time, anytime."

   Zhen Tian smiled and said, "Then we will interview Mr. Liu today. Mr. Liu, do you want to be interviewed at your home or at your company?"

  So fast——Liu Qing was stunned for a moment, and said:

"I'm not in the city right now, I'm checking in a factory I invested in, which is dozens of kilometers away from the city. If reporter Zhen is going to interview today, then you have to wait a while. See you at our company at 2 pm, Dingsheng Building 15 Lou Tianyuan Media Company, I'll drive there right away."

"Don't, don't," Zhen Tian said quickly, "Mr. Liu, you can send me the location of your factory, and I'll go to your factory to interview you first. Young entrepreneurs can take pictures of all the businesses you run. ,more convincing."

Of course, Liu Qing would not refuse such a request.

   The two of them added WeChat yesterday. After the call was over, Liu Qing sent the location of the mask factory.

   When he answered the call, he was eating at a table with Ma Guoming and the management of the factories. Ma Guoming and the others also heard it.

   For such a small mask factory, a reporter from a TV station came to interview, which made them both excited and nervous.

   also admired Liu Qing very much.

   As expected of a rich second-generation family with tens of billions of assets, he invested in such a mask factory, and after just over a month, he called a TV station to report.

   The resources behind this are also amazing.

  Think about Nian Fengyan, who worked hard here for two years, not to mention that no TV reporters came to interview him, not even tabloid reporters came to interview him.

   is really more popular than dead people.

   After a few quick bites, Ma Guoming called the cleaning aunt and asked her to clean the factory entrance.

   also made a request to the front-line production workers. When a reporter came to shoot, they should be civilized, polite, optimistic, and show the spirit of the Tianyuan mask factory workers.

   also made a request to the security guard at the door - don't play with your mobile phone when you go to work, and pay attention to your appearance.

   This formation is like welcoming a leadership inspection.

   Ye Wanrong asked Liu Qing quietly: "When the reporter comes to interview, should I avoid it?"

   "Why avoid it?" Liu Qing felt a little strange.

   "Don't you think that having a female bodyguard by your side will affect your glorious image as a young entrepreneur? It's not like a private entrepreneur anymore, it's just like a capitalist." Ye Wanrong said.

   "It's okay, others can't see that you are a bodyguard and will treat you as my secretary." Liu Qing said.

   Ye Wanrong said, "But I don't want to be on TV..."

  Liu Qing is helpless: "Then you see which trash can is cleaner, hide in it."

   Ye Wanrong glared at him: "When they come, I'll go to the next store to stay for a while."

  Liu Qing nodded: "Also."

   Ye Wanrong said again: "If you encounter any danger, call out loud, and I will save you."

  Liu Qing smiled bitterly: "Our country's social security is very good, there is no need to be so nervous about me."

   "I'm not nervous about you," Ye Wanrong said leisurely, "I'm nervous about my work."

After the    TV station's car drove to the head of the village, Zhen Tian called Liu Qing, saying that she didn't know where to go, and hoped that he would come out and pick it up.

  Liu Qing walked over with the factory manager Ma Guoming.

   Ye Wanrong went to a small shop next to the factory.

   That store only opened last month, because the mask factory has recruited people, and there are hundreds of people together. With a certain spending power, opening a convenience store here can still do some business.

   Relying on this factory for food, the relationship with the workers in the factory is okay.

   Ye Wanrong walked out with the manager of the horse factory, and went to the shop again, asking for a chair to sit down, of course the shop owner would not refuse.

   Zhen Tian didn't come alone, she also followed a photojournalist.

   Today's Zhen Tian is very beautifully dressed. When she sees Liu Qing, she has a sweet smile on her face:

   "Mr. Liu, we meet again!"

   walked over generously and extended his hand to him.

  Liu Qing also stretched out his hand: "Reporter Zhen, it's an honor to accept your interview."

   The two shook hands, and Liu Qing felt that the other's hand was quite tight, and he felt a little reluctant to let go.

   He didn't know if he was being self-motivated and didn't think about it carefully.

  The photojournalist got off the car and started shooting.

   In the special news report of a young entrepreneur in Pengcheng, one person can have more than ten minutes of pictures, and one minute or so of the pictures will enter the evening news column.

   These ten minutes of footage are not meant to be shot for ten minutes, but edited from a large amount of shooting material.

   Now he doesn't know how to edit, anyway, he shoots as much material as possible.

   Zhen Tian also did her homework before coming, and chatted with Liu Qing on WeChat for more than half an hour, knowing that Liu Qing invested in a mask factory here.

  Although I don't know why I want to invest in a mask factory, it seems that there is no market.

   But listening to Liu Qing bragging, the production capacity of this mask factory is now the first in the country and the first in the world, so I think it has great news value and deserves a good report.

  Let's not talk about the market, the world's largest mask factory is already worthy of publicity.

  The world's largest mask factory is located in Pengcheng, under the hands of such a young entrepreneur named Liu Qing, what a glorious thing?

The news value of    is much higher than that of Tianyuan Media Company, and it is more able to praise Liu Qing.

In the afternoon, they not only photographed Liu Qing's mask factory, but also interviewed the factory manager Ma Guoming. They also found the village head of the village. They asked how much such a mask factory has contributed to the village's economy and how many people's problems have been solved. Employment issues.

  Liu Qing is the protagonist of the interview. Of course, he followed along the way. He also answered some questions on the camera and shouted some positive slogans.

   In the end, I also received a one-on-one interview with Zhen Tian in the factory director's office.

  ——In fact, it is not one-on-one, the photojournalist is still there.

   After the interview, it was already past six o'clock.

When    left, Liu Qing gave each of them a red envelope of 1,000 yuan.

  Photojournalists are pretty neat.

   Zhen Tian refused, and said to him very seriously:

   "Mr. Liu, I treat you as a friend, and I really want to report on your deeds, but I can't accept your red envelope."

  Liu Qing has no experience in giving red envelopes, and was rejected. She felt a little embarrassed and said embarrassedly: "Nothing else, just to see you working so hard and pay for your hard work."

   "I don't want this red envelope," Zhen Tian said with a smile, "If Mr. Liu thinks I'm working hard, it's already late, or you can invite me to dinner."

   (end of this chapter)

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