Although Jolly wanted to ask more, the old Taoist priest obviously didn't want to say anything. With a heart full of doubts, Jolly returned to the hotel first, then checked out of the room and went home.
Everything was the same as usual. Eating, working, coaxing Jiaxin to sleep, and then a " long " wait. Joly felt that today's magical experience was a dream.
He even suspected that he was hallucinating. However, in the middle of the night, Joly knew that what he had been looking forward to had happened. It was just that mysterious and dreamlike.
In the dream, Joly was driving an old battleship through the vast galaxy. Bolts of purple-gold lightning fell on Joly's head, and what followed was a foreign memory.
The so-called evolution was nothing more than the mutation that was often mentioned in later generations. It was just that humans achieved the effect of mutation through their own efforts, while other living beings could only passively endure it.
He had thought that he would become like a hero in a novel, soaring to the heavens and entering the earth. In the end, he realized that he was still an ordinary person who could only set off a small fire.
If that old Daoist knew what Joly was thinking, he would definitely be angered to death. Although it was just a fire, it was still an offensive type. What about his? He could only lie.
If he wanted to know someone else's memory, he had to face them first. Secondly, even if he knew, he couldn't tell them. Otherwise, he might be silenced. When he was young, the old Taoist had also traveled in Jianghu. Later, he realized that he was useless. He knew a lot of things, but it was useless. In the end, he hid in a Taoist temple and made a living by fortune-telling.
He had earned a lot of money over the years, and it was enough for his retirement. If he hadn't seen Jolly being too casual when he offered incense, there wouldn't have been any problems.
Joly carefully studied his new ability and found that it was quite useful. Within a thousand meters, he could light a small flame wherever he looked. It might not be useful normally, but it would be very useful at critical moments.
For example, if someone was driving and you placed a small flame on his head, perhaps the fire would be extinguished with a few splashes, but whether or not he could escape a car accident depended on luck.
Joly didn't feel tired until morning. After breakfast, he didn't go to the TV station but drove straight to the Taoist temple. As soon as he arrived, he was led to the backyard by a small path.
"Master, I left in a hurry yesterday and forgot to thank you. I came here today to thank you.”After saying that, Joly bowed deeply. No matter how he looked at it, he really should thank her.
"Haha, little friend, you are too polite. I was just curious for a moment. I didn't expect it to be such a good fortune.”
After that, the two of them came to the small room again and sat down. Perhaps it was not easy to find someone like them, so they had a good chat. After chatting for a while, Joly asked curiously,"Master, with your ability, why haven't I heard of your name in the martial arts world?”
"Sigh! In this world, how many people are like you?”
Joly thought about it and realized that it was true. If it were him, he would just take the opportunity to make some money or fool some believers to form a shady organization. What else could he do? Not everyone was ambitious.
"Yes, Master, you're still the one who saw through it. I was the one who was caught. Is there anything I can help with?”
"Hahaha, this old Daoist is already so old. There's nothing that I can't give up. Dust to dust, dust to dust. Before I die, I can see a fellow Daoist.”
"If Grandmaster doesn't mind, I can often come and listen to your teachings.”
"Forget it. You are a person with great luck. Your identity will be even more extraordinary in the future. It is not a good thing for you to keep coming here. If you attract some stupid people, it will ruin my cultivation.”
"Haha, looks like I've disturbed your cultivation. Please don't blame me.”
After sitting for a while more, Joly left. When he returned to the broadcasting station, it was already noon. When he reached the garage, he suddenly realized that the originally empty garage was filled to the brim.
Jolly had no choice but to park his car outside. In the past, because there were not many cars, Jolly did not get a special parking space. Now, as the boss of the television station, he actually had no place to park his car.
In the end, Jolly had no choice but to drive out and stop at the entrance of the television station. When he returned to his office, he realized that the entire top floor was quiet. Clearly, no one was there.
Just like that, after more than half an hour, there was a commotion outside. Not long after, Xu Hui walked in leisurely. Clearly, she thought that Joly had not come. She was really heartless.
"Ah, President Qiao, why are you here?”
"What are you saying? I'm the boss. Isn't it natural for me to come to work?”
"No, you didn't come this morning. I thought you weren't coming today.”
"Forget it, forget it. Where did you all go just now? I didn't see anyone when I came.”
"Hehe, we went down to watch the show just now. You don't know, but President Mi invited a lot of celebrities to support her.”
"Eh? What show? Is it interesting?"
"It's just a singing competition. Anyway, we'll just treat it as watching a celebrity. Because there's no audience, we called everyone over to make up the numbers.”
"Eh? Go get Mi Rong."
Meanwhile, Mi Meng had just bid farewell to her friends and was discussing the new show with the production team when she was called to the office. When she came in, she found that Jolly didn't seem very happy.
"President Qiao, you called for me?" Fortunately, she still knew her identity and was not as noisy as before.
"You made a new show?"
"That's right! It was planned by a few friends. I thought it was okay, so I gave it a try.”
"What about the original program? Are you going to stop broadcasting or what?"
"I think we can start when we have enough people.”In fact, Mi Fou wanted to stop the broadcast, but he didn't dare to say it. Usually, new leaders would be like this. If they didn't do something new, they wouldn't be able to show their existence.
"Start when we have enough people? When was that? Do you think we will prepare five production teams like before? In the past, it was to speed up the progress. Otherwise, two teams would be enough. You should prepare now and let them familiarize themselves with the previous production process.”
"What do you mean? Do you want me to be the same as before? Didn't you say that you'd give me the power?"
"I'm saying that I'll give you the authority, but I'm not asking you to mess around. It's only been a few days, and you're already thinking of making a new show? Is it that urgent?"
"What does an old show have to do with a new show? They were all newcomers and had to familiarize themselves with each other.”
"If it was a month later, I wouldn't have stopped you if you said you wanted to start a new show. In fact, I would have even supported you. But now that you're in such a hurry to start a new show, you're just fooling around.”
Mi Nuo also understood what Joly meant. It was obviously inappropriate for a group of newbies to want to ascend to the sky right away. However, he was unwilling to give up just like that. He said angrily,"Then remove me. Otherwise, I won't give up on the new show.”
"Ha, do you still not understand your identity? This is not your sofa, this is your office, do you understand what I mean?”
Mi Mi suddenly remembered what Joly had asked before he left his house that day." If you go to Wifi, will you have this attitude when you are sitting in my position?"”
It was rare for Mi Fou to lower his head and say in a low voice,""I'm sorry!"
" It's good that you understand. I don't expect you to have much respect for me, but when you're working, you have to be clear about your own identity. It's still the same problem as before. A bunch of rookies coming up with a new show. If it succeeds, it will only make you arrogant. If it fails, you will be unable to recover and lose all your prestige. In the end, you can only leave this place.”
"At that time, how will you deal with yourself? Could it be that he had to form a team again? And then the cycle continued like this? Until this place can't accommodate you? Or should I just scram?"
This logic was very simple. Back then, the production team had reached their current state because they were arrogant. They thought that they were amazing and that they could conquer the world wherever they went. They did not have the slightest gratitude or respect for South Vision and Joly.
Since he was starting over, he couldn't allow that to happen. Joly didn't have the time to play this game. He wanted to use this opportunity to teach Mi Rong a lesson so that he wouldn't be hard to discipline in the future.
Mi Fou walked out of the room, feeling a little lonely. He went back to his office and looked at the proposal on the table. He felt depressed. Being an actor had its difficulties, and so did being a leader.
In the past, she didn't understand and thought that the leader seemed to be very glorious. But in reality? Take the current situation for example. If he wanted to kill this singing program, he would have to personally say it.
But how should he put it? Everyone had happily discussed for an entire day before coming up with this idea. Now that it was going to be rejected, everyone's hard work would be wasted.
Gritting his teeth, Mi Fou came to Joly's office again and said with a pleading tone,""President Qiao, can you take a look at this proposal? It's a pity to stop like this."
"Oh? Alright, let me see." Joly wasn't the kind of person who wouldn't forgive others when they were reasonable. He happily took it. Compared to the music programs of the later generations, this plan was really trash. However, in this era, it was considered not bad.
"It's alright. It's a little rough. If it's a little more refined, it can still be exchanged for some money.”
"Eh? That, that, was it really that bad?”
"What do you think? Don't say that I look down on them. With this kind of plan, I can produce five books in a night. You might not know this, but I'm the one who's planning all the programs at the television station.”
This was the first time Joly had told an outsider about this. Many of those who had left didn't know about this. Mi Rong was very surprised to hear this. It should be known that the programs of the television stations nowadays were dominated by all the television stations.
"Really? Did you do it all by yourself?"
"Why would I lie to you? Otherwise, why wouldn't I be worried about those people leaving?”
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