Starting from 1:30 pm, six sub-forums of the Qiandu Conference began one after another. Ning Qingzhou and Jiang Hanxue went to the second conference hall of the Xilan Hotel to participate in the big data forum.

Because the big data forum officially started at two o'clock, the two were not too late when they arrived. They happened to meet the leader making the opening speech. They originally thought that the leader would use the "only three o'clock" method to spend half an hour first, but unexpectedly, the leader expressed his full understanding of the mood of all the audiences present. He finished his speech in just five minutes and did not forget to silence himself at the end: "I saw Kong Ming also came to the scene today, so I can imagine the urgent desire of everyone to come to me, thank you."

Ning Qingzhou and Jiang Hanxue, who had just sat down in their seats, looked at each other, and Jiang Hanxue asked, "Kongming, I feel like I have something to look for Kong Ming, what's going on?"

Ning Qingzhou smiled and said, "You will know if you call Huangli."

"Oh yes, I'll ask for an autograph for Huangli!" Jiang Hanxue suddenly remembered, feeling a little embarrassed, worried that Ning Qingzhou would laugh at him for being blinded by love, but when he looked up, he looked at him with a smile on his face, without any sarcasm, he couldn't help but laugh at himself thinking too much.

"Where is Kong Ming sitting?" In order to resolve the embarrassment caused by the small theater in his heart, Jiang Hanxue quickly changed the subject and stood up slightly to look for Kong Ming. However, Kong Ming could not find it. Her eyes flashed, but she saw Jing Man standing by the podium. She stood there, her eyes flowing inadvertently, and the eyes of the two met unexpectedly.

The confrontation between lightning and flashing was immediately staggered.

"No need to look for it. He will definitely be on stage to perform later. Then you will know where he will be sitting." Ning Qingzhou reminded.

"Yes." Jiang Hanxue turned to Ning Qingzhou and smiled, then prayed: "I hope I won't call me to give a speech later. Today, there are so many bigwigs from various industries who come to the scene. If I ask me to go on stage, I must be so nervous that I lack oxygen."

"Didn't you prepare the speech? You can read it as you want. And I can tell you that I have experience in this, that is, I am nervous when I go on stage. When I go on stage, I will find it just that way. If it really doesn't work, don't look at others, just stare at me alone."

Ning Qingzhou said as he reached out and Jiang Hanxue raised his hand slightly to meet him. The two of them held hands and clasped their fingers tightly. Jiang Hanxue's nervous mood slowly calmed down. The other hand reached into her bag to get the prepared speech, but she felt empty and her face suddenly changed.

"What's wrong?" Ning Qingzhou asked with his head turned around.

"I didn't seem to bring my speech."

"No, you can look for it again."

The power of love can calm a person's mind, but it must not spawn a speech out of thin air.

Jiang Hanxue searched through the bag, but still couldn't find the speech. She recalled it and said, "I took it out last night and rehearsed it, and then put it on the bedside table. What should I do? The host asked me to go on stage later. What should I say?"

Ning Qingzhou pondered for a moment and asked, "Did you bring paper and pen?"

"Yes, you want..."

"Give me, I'll write you another copy."

Jiang Hanxue was stunned for a moment, but she had no other choice now. She hurriedly took out the notebook and pen from her bag and handed it to Ning Qingzhou. Ning Qingzhou took it and said, "Borrow the bag."

Jiang Hanxue also handed the bag to Ning Qingzhou. Ning Qingzhou put the bag on his leg, put the notebook on his back, and brewed it for a while, and immediately wrote the pen quickly. About ten minutes later, a short speech of three or four hundred words was released.

At this time, the host happened to invite Kong Ming to the stage, and there was a whisper on the spot, and then a tall and handsome young man stood up.

"Wow~" A restrained cheer broke out.

Although the guests on the scene are all elites from all walks of life, it is normal for Kong Ming’s background and current popularity to have several fans in various industries, and the vanity of "meeting celebrities" belongs to every normal person.

When Kong Ming came on stage and greeted everyone head-on, he couldn't help but arouse another burst of praise. Ning Qingzhou tilted his head slightly to look at Kong Ming on stage, with a smile on his face of unknown meaning.

"I'm better than on TV." Jiang Hanxue, who was watching Ning Qingzhou's speech, couldn't help but look up and commented.

"It is clear and angular, introverted, extraordinary temperament, and a superstar appearance. It seems that it is necessary to understand it." Ning Qingzhou said half-truely, and Jiang Hanxue photographed him.

Afterwards, Kong Ming sang his song "Three Visits to the Thatched Cottage" to everyone, which was recently popular and also entered the top ten of the hot search list. During Kong Ming's singing, someone sang it all over the audience, and the forum ushered in the first climax.

After Kong Ming sang the song, he had an interaction with the host. Of course, the experts could hear it. This interaction was also a pre-arranged arrangement, mainly to advertise for the Taoyuan brothers.

After Kong Ming left the scene, the host announced a ten-minute break. Jiang Hanxue sat in her seat and carefully practiced Ning Qingzhou's speech. Ning Qingzhou got up and went to the bathroom.

Until many years later, Kong Ming couldn't help laughing when he talked about the chance encounter with Ning Qingzhou, because their first meeting was in the bathroom, and both of them were having a small break.

At that time, Kong Ming had just finished his business and was shaking off the last Yu Di, when he suddenly heard someone beside him say, "Mingzai, wait, I am your brainless fan, please sign me."

Kong Ming turned his head and saw a young man who was rushing to release water. He looked at him with a complicated expression on his face and said with a smile: "You are busy first, I'll wait for you at the door."

After a while, the young man came out and Kong Ming asked, "Have you brought a pen?"

The boy said embarrassedly: "I didn't bring it, but I'll get it now."

Kong Ming shook his head, then waved his hand to call the assistant over and said, "Go and get me a pen and a new notebook."

The boy hurriedly said, "How can you be so embarrassed?"

Kong Ming waved his hand and said, "Didn't you ask for an autograph for yourself?"

The boy smiled awkwardly and said, "You can see it."

Kong Ming nodded and said, "You don't look at me like you are looking at a star, but rather like you are looking at an antique. I wonder if it's my illusion?"

The boy was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer the conversation.

Kong Ming smiled disconcerted and shook his head, asking casually: "Which company are you in?"

The boy replied: "I am writing novels on the Chinese website."

"Oh, it's you, the fifth floor and the twelve cities?"

The boy nodded. He was Ning Qingzhou, whose pen name was Fifth Floor Twelve City.

"I have always been curious, why did you take this pseudonym? Isn't it the 12th Floor Five City?"

"When I was memorizing this poem in the past, I always remembered it wrong because I was just talking. Later, I applied for a pseudonym and wrote it habitually as 'Fifth Floor Twelve City'."

Kong Ming nodded with a smile and praised, "You are amazing. I think your industry will develop better in a few years."

"Do you also follow online articles?"

"Some time ago, I was saying that I was defeated by an online novel. I was very curious and studied it briefly. It felt like it was a very promising industry."

Ning Qingzhou said: "You all say that this industry has a future, and this industry is definitely not much worse."

The two were chatting, and Kong Ming's assistant brought the notebook and pen. Kong Ming asked, "Tell me, who do you write it to?"

"Orient, two orioles singing in the green willow."

Kong Ming nodded and wrote: "Give Huangli: I wish you a happy life and a happy day! You have a great friend, thank you for your support." Then he signed it "Kong Ming".

Ning Qingzhou took the signature and said "Thank you".

"You're welcome. I think there's still some time to go to the balcony and sit for a while?"

"good."

The two walked to the sofa on the balcony and sat down. Kong Ming asked, "Do you usually pay attention to the entertainment industry?"

Ning Qingzhou nodded.

Kong Ming smiled slightly and said, "That should have heard of Taoyuan brothers."

"I've heard it," Ning Qingzhou smiled and said, "Even if you were not familiar with it before, you will become thunderous after joining."

"The Twelve Young Masters are too awarded." Kong Ming smiled: "Then do you think it is wise to choose Taoyuan brothers?"

Ning Qingzhou thought for a while and said, "There are already a lot of technical posts and analysis on the Internet about your decision to choose Taoyuan Brothers, so I won't repeat it. However, today I met you in such a situation, which reminded me of a story."

"Tell me, look."

"The story says that one spring, a group of wives from wealthy families, noble ladies, ladies, and many other young and beautiful women went to a mountainous land to watch cherry blossoms, but there was a very inconvenient place in that mountainous land, that was, there was no decent toilet, so that the wives and girls who were anxious had to be convenient in some simple toilets in farmhouses.

At this time, a poor farmer named Zhang San came up with the idea of ​​making money. He built a clean toilet next to Sakura Mountain with a sign hanging on it, 'San Yuan at one time', and the business was booming, and he quickly made a small fortune."

Kong Ming then continued: "More and more people doing toilet business in this place."

"That's right. After Zhang San got rich, another farmer named Li Si in the village was very jealous, so he also built a toilet, and his toilet was built more gorgeous and luxurious. The high-quality blue bricks, streaming glazed tiles, the beams and pillars of fir trees, the ceiling of cattails, and the windows were open to floor-to-ceiling windows. In addition, the inner wall of the toilet was also covered with high imitation oil paintings by various famous artists... In short, compared with Zhang San's civilian toilet, Li Si's toilet can be called a villa toilet."

Kong Ming smiled and nodded.

"The toilet is luxurious, so the charges are naturally different. It costs 8 yuan to use the toilet in Li Si's villa at one time."

Kong Ming finally couldn't help but smile and said, "It will scare the guests away even more."

"Yes, even the noble ladies who came to watch the cherry blossoms felt too extravagant and were discouraged. In the end, Li Si's villa toilet business was bleak."

Kong Ming asked interestingly: "How did he turn this situation around?"

"He later prepared enough dry food and water, pretended to be a tourist, and then spent three yuan to move into Zhang San's toilet and locked the toilet from it. As long as a guest came to the toilet, he would cough and scare them away, so the business of the villa toilet gradually improved."

When Kong Ming heard this, he laughed and asked, "Will the story end here?"

Ning Qingzhou shook his head and said, "Later, Li Si was suffocated by the stench of Zhang Sanjia's toilet, which caused a great sensation. Later, some people said that Li Si was the first oil painting artist to commit suicide in history, and some people said that he was a master of Taoism who was martyred for his own life. There are many different opinions, but one thing is recognized by the world, that is, Li Si achieved success in the toilet."

After hearing this story, Kong Ming gradually closed his smile and said, "In order to break Zhang San's monopoly, Li Si worked hard to manage and went straight to the current. This is his courage;

However, he has unclear judgment on customer needs and makes wrong business decisions, which is his unwiseness;

In the end, he destroyed his opponent's business with his life for his own business, which cannot be separated from the scope of vicious competition;

As for the 'Take in the Toilet' after his death, it shows that the truth irreversibly moves towards the essence of the inaccurate fate during the spread. The story of the Twelve Young Master is both adaptable and profound, and is not simple."

Ning Qingzhou said: "I think Mr. Kong's analysis is even more powerful. Also, it would be great if Mr. Kong called me 'Xiao Ning'. The 'Twelve Young Master' made my scalp numb."

"Okay, Xiao Ning." Kong Ming looked at the watch and said, "It's time." Then he stood up, looked at Ning Qingzhou, and added, "To break the current monopoly situation, it takes courage. Of course, courage does not mean blindly doing things, and you have to talk about methods. Then, competition is inevitable, just to grasp a degree. Thank you Xiao Ning for your story. I'm very happy to know you, and I hope there will be a time later."

"Mr. Kong, don't be polite. I'm happy to know you, and I'm honored to pee with you."

After hearing this, Kong Ming laughed and then walked towards the venue. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
Chapter completed!