Chapter 442 He is downstairs now

"The lighting team is in place."

"The camera team is in place."

"The prop team is in place."

"..."

At about six o'clock the next evening, Xu Ye, who was standing in front of the surveillance camera, took a look at the time and shouted with the intercom: "Are the models backstage ready?"

"Right away!"

"Hurry up, we will all follow the process later. The Internet celebrity will open the show with "Pure Land of Bliss". At the same time, the models will come on stage and walk to the front display area. Each model will have about 5 seconds to pose and then walk back."

"Got it."

As the general planner of the event, Xu Ye is now also acting as the director on the scene.

This event will be live-streamed on both Bilibili and Inke platforms, and the video of the entire catwalk show will also be released by the official account of Youwei.

As the sky was getting darker and darker, the voice of the staff's reminder sounded in the intercom.

"Countdown five minutes."

"Countdown three minutes."

"Countdown one minute."

Xu Ye held the megaphone and shouted: "All departments get ready!"

The moment the seconds returned to zero.

"ACTION!"

The joyful background music immediately sounded at the event site. Three UPs from the dance area of ​​​​Bilibili walked onto the stage amid applause. Accompanied by the highly recognizable music of the Pure Land of Paradise, three UPs wearing swimsuits of the Yuwei brand also danced a cheerful home dance on the stage.

At the same time, the models also walked onto the T stage one after another.

The layout of the event site is not complicated. The middle of the two rectangular swimming pools is the T stage for this fashion show, and the model display area is in front of the T stage. On the 8th, there will be many audiences and media on the scene, and there will definitely be Internet celebrity fans who come spontaneously. It will definitely be more lively than now.

A total of eight camera positions were arranged this time, one foreground close-up, four lenses installed on the cantilever on both sides of the T stage, two audience seats, and a drone backup lens.

Since each model was selected by Xu Ye himself, and they did not wear the traditional model makeup, each model was styled according to what Xu Ye called "Eastern aesthetics", so as soon as the model came on stage, many male staff members and many hotel guests who were watching the excitement nearby became inexplicably excited.

"Not enough dry ice, not enough dry ice, add some more dry ice, there will be no smoke on the T stage."

"When the model walks, the lights must be followed closely!"

"What's wrong with the No. 3 camera? I can only see the upper body, not the lower body."

"..."

Xu Ye sat in front of the surveillance camera and kept adjusting the details.

Looking at the confident and beautiful models on the T stage, Wang Manning, who has always been confident in her appearance, now feels a little anxious about her appearance.

Chen Qingqing, who was next to him, saw Xu Ye watching the models on the surveillance camera all the time, and she was also a little jealous, but this jealousy was a little unfair, because she couldn't show it, after all, Xu Ye was just working.

The catwalk lasted about fifteen minutes. After all the models and influencers came on stage one by one, there was another round of collective appearance. Fifty or sixty models and influencers with graceful figures and wearing swimsuits stood in the middle of the swimming pool, posing in various poses in a gorgeous manner. The visual impact of this picture was very strong.

Pei Youwei was the last to appear, standing in front of a group of models, and made a final summary speech according to the lines prepared by Xu Ye for her.

The whole show lasted about thirty minutes.

After it was over, Xu Ye called the heads of various departments to his side and held a meeting on the spot to make the final adjustments.

…

While the event was rehearsing for the first time.

In the suite on the top floor of Jinjiang Hotel, Yu Beiwang sat on the sofa, holding several documents in his hand, and the top document was the hotel revenue report for that month.

The hotel manager stood in front of him tremblingly, and when Yu Beiwang looked at the documents, he dared not breathe.

"Give me an explanation, why the monthly revenue doesn't match the daily report?"

"This..."

The hotel manager hesitated and couldn't say a word for a long time. Just when he was about to speak, Yu Beiwang suddenly interrupted and said, "You'd better make up a decent excuse for me. I also started as a hotel manager. I know what's going on here."

"Mr. Yu, I..."

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now. After all, there's not much difference." Yu Beiwang narrowed his eyes and asked with an expression that didn't show his joy or anger: "But the room pricing of Jinjiang Hotel has always been regulated by the group. If I remember correctly, the standard room pricing of star-rated hotels in third-tier tourist cities in August should be 258. Why did the front desk tell me the price was 328 when I came here last night?"

Although the air conditioner was turned on in the room, the hotel manager's forehead was full of sweat. He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Yu Beiwang. His legs became weak and began to tremble.

He didn't expect Yu Beiwang to come here yesterday, but he didn't find him until tonight.

Yu Beiwang stood up, picked up a glass of lemonade on the coffee table, walked to the French window, looked at the scene by the swimming pool, and said, "I have seen many people who are greedy for money, but there are very few who are as greedy as you. Do you think... Jinjiang Group has thousands of hotels under it, and no one can find you, or is it that you are far away from the emperor and no one can control you?"

Yu Beiwang took a sip of lemonade and added: "Manager Cheng, at your age, logically speaking, if you work for a few more years, you should be able to retire safely, right?"

The words just fell.

Only a bang was heard behind him.

The hotel manager, who was more than ten years older than Yu Beiwang, knelt on the ground.

"Mr. Yu, please give me another chance!"

"What are you doing?"

Yu Beiwang still didn't look back. He looked out the window and said expressionlessly: "I think you should know about the group's acquisition of Orange Apartments. I will arrange to go to Hongdu next month to take over two Orange Apartments, and the salary will be reduced by two levels. , If you can turn those two Orange Apartments into profits within a year, I will let you continue to be the hotel manager. Do you think... is appropriate?"

The hotel manager said excitedly: "It's suitable!"

"This time next year, don't try to fool me with fake data again."

"I understand."

"Close the door when you go out, and prepare another car for me. I will use it in the next few days."

"good!"

The hotel manager left the room as if he had been granted amnesty. Yu Beiwang watched the rehearsal by the swimming pool come to an end. Just when he was thinking about whether to call Xu Ye, his cell phone rang.

Seeing that the call was from Yu Jiaying, Yu Beiwang quickly answered the call and his expression became much softer.

"Brother, what are you doing now?"

"In the hotel, what happened?"

"I saw that guy Xu Ye posted on WeChat Moments in the afternoon. He seemed to be doing something. The photos he took seemed to be of our hotel. Zhao Ming seemed to have told me that he was from Jiangzhou, so I thought I'll ask you to confirm."

Yu Beiwang smiled and said, "He is downstairs now."

"ha?!"

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