Jiang Jie was staring at the computer screen, analyzing the comments from netizens, when suddenly a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Who -" Jiang Jie turned around and said with a smile: "Mr. Ji, you are here."

Jimmy smiled and pulled a chair and sat down next to Jiang Jie: "What are you looking at?"

"I think some netizens' comments are quite interesting, and I want to see if they can be useful to us," Jiang Jie said.

Jimmy nodded: "Your idea is very good, but you don't have to do it yourself. If you have any ideas, just leave it to other colleagues. If you do everything by yourself, you will be exhausted."

"It suddenly occurred to me that I would give it a try. If it really works, I will ask other colleagues to do it later. Also, Mr. Ji, we have found that more and more people are online on the website, and many merchants have also started to

It’s advertised inside.”

"Oh? What kind of business?" Jimmy asked.

"They are all small businesses, and their method is to keep posting. Do we need to implement some measures to stop this situation?"

Jimmy shook his head, "It's not necessary. Advertising is also a way to attract people. And the moderator has the power to ban and delete posts. If these advertisements cause other people's disgust, the moderator will deal with it."

Jiang Jie thought for a while and then asked: "Mr. Ji, can we also recruit some advertising ourselves? After all, the website has not made any money yet. If we can make some money by recruiting advertising, the operation of the website can also be...

"

Before he finished speaking, Jimmy interrupted him: "Xiaojie, you don't have to think about making money for the time being."

“But it’s not a problem for the website to keep losing money like this.”

"You won't always lose money, but you have to be patient. At this stage, the main task of deep space is not to make money, but to grow and develop."

Jimmy actually understands Jiang Jie's mood. After all, Deep Space is now independent, but they have always relied on subsidies from the head office. As a website manager, Jiang Jie must not feel comfortable.

It would be fine if deep space really couldn't make money, but now that Jiang Jie saw a way to make money, he had more ideas.

Jimmy patted Jiang Jie on the shoulder again: "Don't think too much, you did a good job. Both Yu Dong and I recognize your ability. For example, this live broadcast surprised me very much."

Jiang Jie was a little embarrassed by the praise, "Actually, I also learned the idea of ​​live broadcast from my boss."

"Don't belittle yourself. Yu Dong has a lot of ideas, so many that he sometimes doesn't even realize it. But you can catch him just by saying it casually, and he does it so well. This is not an easy thing. You

I majored in computer science and am very sensitive in this area. Yu Dong and I are not as good as you."

Jiang Jie scratched his head, "Mr. Ji, why don't you go to Jinyi today?"

"I've been there, stayed for a while and then came back. As long as there is Yudong there. Although I will stay in China for a long time this time, compared to our mission, time is still very tight, so I want to take advantage of this opportunity.

I will go over the company's affairs for a while. Our company's email and instant messaging software will be online next year, and we will definitely need to cooperate with the website by then, so you have to work harder during this period and lead your colleagues to follow suit.

Preparation."

"Don't worry, Mr. Ji, deep space will definitely not hold you back in terms of publicity."

"Of course I believe this. In addition to email and instant messaging software, there is another thing, which is the Lunar New Year holiday. You need to spare some time after the New Year to accompany me to Yanjing."

"I?"

"Yes, you, we will meet a few people then. You just need to introduce the situation of deep space to them. Make enough information so that they can see that the website is promoting the energy of this area."

Jiang Jie is also a smart man, and he immediately understood what Jimmy meant, "Mr. Ji, I understand. In fact, there is no need for me to speak at all. As long as the data from the website since its operation is presented, it will be convincing enough."

"Data is a good thing, but not everyone can extract key information from it, so you still need to explain it to them."

In fact, Jimmy can do this himself. Although he is not a computer major, bragging with data is what he is good at. However, he needs to take Jiang Jie for a walk. Things related to the website in the future will still have to be done by Jiang Jie.

Jie went to communicate and deal with it.

…

Wang Shuo and Sting's couple arrived at Jin Yi together, which surprised Yu Dong, and it seemed that Wang Shuo and Sting's couple were having a very happy conversation.

The question is, does Wang Shuo also know English?

When Yu Dong got closer, he understood that they were not speaking English, but Chinese.

It's just that Sting's Chinese is terrible, both in terms of pronunciation and vocabulary, they are far behind.

When Wang Shuo saw Yu Dong, he smiled and said, "Brother, I helped you entertain all the way."

Yu Dong smiled and said: "What did you talk about?"

"I don't know, just chatting."

Yu Dong rolled his eyes and shook hands with Sting, "Welcome, Sting, didn't Shen Kong arrange a translator to accompany you here?"

Sting's wife, Trudy Styler, said angrily: "It was arranged, but he refused. He said he knew Chinese, so there was no need for a translator. Fortunately, Mr. Shuowang helped, otherwise we wouldn't be here."

"

Shuowang? Yu Dong looked at Wang Shuo and said with a smile: "How did you meet?"

Wang Shuo replied: "This guy lives next door to me. I happened to run into them when I went out. Seeing how cool he looked, I went up to set porcelain. Hey, what does this guy do? Is he also a writer?"

"You don't know what they do, so you just chat with them? Come on, let me introduce them to you."

Then Yu Dong introduced the Steen couple: "This is Wang Shuo, a very famous writer."

"Hello, hello. I've admired you for a long time, I've admired you for a long time." Sting held Wang Shuo's hand and shook it warmly.

"Wang Shuo, this is Sting, a very famous singer. Have you seen "Killer Lyon"? He sang the theme song."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It turns out he is a singer, and I have an impression of this movie."

"Well, this is his wife next to him."

"Hello."

After introducing each other, Yu Dong looked around the auditorium, looking for an interpreter to accompany them, but he looked around and couldn't find anyone who was free. There were many foreigners here today, and it was impossible for Shen Kong to arrange an interpreter for everyone.

Only some translators can be flexibly interspersed.

However, no translator was found, but Yu Dong saw Bi Feiyu sitting aside eating melon seeds, and he waved to call Bi Feiyu over.

Bi Feiyu put the uneaten melon seeds in his pocket, then ran over, greeted Wang Shuo and Sting first, and then asked Yu Dong: "What do you want from me?"

"I asked you why you are like a guest. You don't do anything but eat melon seeds."

Bi Feiyu said innocently: "It's nothing to do with me."

Yu Dong pointed at Wang Shuo and Sting, "I'll leave the three of them to you."

"It's a small matter." Bi Feiyu nodded, "Let's go, I'll take you around."

Yu Dong found Bi Feiyu because Bi Feiyu spoke good English and he knew most of the guests present today.

After Bi Feiyu led them around, he took them to find Yu Hua and the others.

Yu Hua and others here are all Chinese writers, such as Han Shaogong, Wang Xiaobo, Han Dong...

After Bi Feiyu introduced him, they also knew that Sting was a British rock singer.

Some people have heard Sting's songs, such as Wang Xiaobo.

It is not unusual for Wang Xiaobo to have heard Sting's songs. After all, he has been abroad for a long time before, and he has listened to some songs by singers of Sting's level.

Han Shaogong poked Wang Xiaobo and asked in a low voice: "Are his songs good?"

Wang Xiaobo nodded: "It sounds good. He has a very high status in the music festival."

"How high?" Han Dong.

"It's hard to say. Anyway, he has won many awards and is very famous abroad."

"Why is he here?"

Wang Xiaobo shook his head, "I don't know, maybe Deep Space Company has started to enter the music industry?"

The guys chatted for a while, but Wang Shuo was more direct and said with a smile: "Brother, would you mind playing a song for us?"

Bi Feiyu translated Wang Shuo's words, and Sting looked at the stage in the auditorium and wondered: "There must be at least a guitar."

Wang Xiaobo laughed: "Sting, do you know what kind of school this is? Not to mention a guitar, even if you need a Steinway, I can find it for you."

…

Yu Dong had just gone to ask about the situation in the canteen and was about to arrange for everyone to have lunch. When he turned around, he saw Sting standing on the stage of the small auditorium holding a guitar.

"What's going on?" Yu Dong asked a deep space staff member.

"Director Bi and the others coaxed Sting to come on stage and sing."

"Oh?" Yu Dong said with interest: "Did he bring this guitar himself?"

"It was provided by your wife, Teacher Cheng."

"Did you say what you want to sing?"

"Said I wanted to sing "Shape of my Heart"."

Yu Dong nodded. It was quite boring for everyone to sit in the auditorium. Since Sting was willing to sing to liven up the atmosphere, it was quite good.

At this time, Sting on the stage was already playing the guitar.

Hearing the sound of the guitar, everyone who was chatting in the audience stopped and began to listen to the performance seriously. Everyone didn't think much about it and thought it was Yu Dong who arranged for Sting to come on stage.

A familiar prelude ended, and Sting's rich voice rang out in the auditorium.
To be continued...