I Can Enter The Game

Qin Lin controlled his game character to study the music scroll for a long time without any reaction. This notification made him look incredulous.

He suddenly satisfied a request?

What had he done?

It seemed that Zhao Moqing had sent a message to the management WeChat group.

Did it have anything to do with this?

Was this the correct use of the Musical Ceremony Scroll? Could it be held in reality as well?

Thinking about it carefully, the music festival in Ranches Story was also a celebration of the town's economic development. The year-end banquet was also a celebration.

But now, which one of the 4 requirements was satisfied?

Enough attention was definitely not.

Even if the entire villa and food company knew, there were only nearly 800 people. It was definitely not enough attention.

There had to be at least ten music programs, which was even less true. The party hadn't even been held yet, let alone music programs.

It shouldn't be the case if the employees were enthusiastic enough. Zhao Moqing had just spread the news, so not many employees might know, let alone be enthusiastic enough.

Then there was only the requirement of holding a music festival for the employees.

After Zhao Moqing sent the message, it was equivalent to announcing that she had begun to prepare for the banquet, which was tacitly agreed by the system.

He wondered if he would fail to meet this request again if he announced that he would not do it now.

Naturally, he would not do such boring things.

However, if the banquet could be used as a music festival, he had to think of a way to satisfy the other three conditions.

First, there were 10 music programs.

He directly sent another message in the management WeChat group. "Management should try to organize employees to sign up for programs. It's best to guarantee 10 music programs. If you perform and win the top three, you can also receive a 3,000 yuan red packet reward."

This information was considered a mission. No matter how insensible those management preparations were, they would ensure that there were 10 music programs.

No one was stupid enough to criticize their boss.

As for 3,000 yuan, it was to completely mobilize the enthusiasm of a portion of the talented employees. Presumably, some talented employees would sign up for 3,000 yuan.

As expected, not long after Qin Lin sent this message, in the general manager's office of the food company, Deng Guang took out his phone and called the clerk, Xiao Li. He instructed, "Xiao Li, try to organize a few more music programs and get those employees who can sing to sign up actively. Tell them that there's a chance to win 3,000 yuan as a red packet reward."

In the villa.

When Gao Yaoyao saw this news, she also said to Sister Liang, "Sister Liang, you know how to sing, right? I'll help you sign up. Go and ask anyone else who sings well to sign up with me. Tell them that there's a chance to win 3,000 yuan."

"Okay." Sister Liang's eyes lit up when she heard the 3,000 yuan reward. She must have a share of this reward.

In the office, Qin Lin put down his phone after sending a message to the WeChat group.

That way, the requirements of at least ten music programs could be guaranteed.

That left the music festival with enough attention and the employees with enough enthusiasm.

If the employees were enthusiastic enough, it would be simple. There was a lucky draw segment at the party. They would also buy some Huawei phones and electric cars as prizes. There was also a red packet.

By the way, Cheng He, Lin Feng, Wang Wei, and the other collaborators could also be invited. When they were invited to other companies to participate in the banquet, they usually had to bring a few red packets as gifts for the lucky draw.

This way, there would be more red packets.

He did not believe that the employees would not be enthusiastic enough.

It was just that inviting these people needed to confirm the time of the year-end banquet.

Therefore, Qin Lin and Zhao Moqing discussed the time of the year-end banquet.

There was no fixed time for the tail banquet of the company companies. It depended on the companies' own arrangements.

Finally, the time was set for the night of the 28th day of the lunar calendar.

Because the Youcheng County scenic area was unified on the 29th, 30th, and first day of the new year, it officially opened on the second day of the new year.

This was also the holiday period for most scenic spots.

As for the factory, the holidays would last a little longer, but it would also be after the New Year. The holidays would begin on the 29th of the lunar calendar.

After setting the time, Qin Lin sent a WeChat message to Cheng He, Lin Feng, and the others, inviting them to their year-end banquet on the 28th.

On the other side…

When Lin Feng saw Qin Lin's invitation message, he picked up his phone almost immediately and replied, "It's my honor to be invited by President Qin. I'll definitely arrive on the night of the 28th."

How could he hesitate at the God of Wealth's invitation?

However, Lin Feng was vexed after replying. He had to bring a red packet to attend the year-end banquet at Qinglin Villa.

However, how many red packets he had to bring was a problem. It was naturally best if he brought more than the others. That meant that he had given President Qin the most face. President Qin would remember him.

He was afraid that he would bring the least in the end. That would be awkward and President Qin would definitely remember it. If he did not give him face, he might not be able to buy more goods next year.

This was like a bidding war. He did not know anyone else's background at all.

It would be best if he could take the lead among the suppliers under such circumstances. Otherwise, he could also be in the middle. He could not be last.

However, it was also heartbreaking to bring too many red packets. They were not a big company.

Not only Lin Feng, but the other suppliers also replied immediately after receiving Qin Lin's message. Then, they faced the same problem as Lin Feng.

Business was difficult!

Qin Lin did not know this, let alone that these people could think so wildly.

What he was thinking now was that there were enough gifts and red packets to mobilize the enthusiasm of his employees. Then, what was left was enough attention.