Fame starts with the radio

Chapter 57
Jiang Lei's office...

After secretary Han Meimei poured Ling Yun a cup of tea, she left with a smile and closed the door.

Jiang Lei was not as serious as Ling Yun imagined. The office of the highest boss of the radio station was not like an office, but like a gym.

Except for a desk, there is not even a book inside, and it is all kinds of fitness equipment.

"Hehe, you are quite capable of causing trouble. You just entered the radio station and offended Hu Tianlai. This time, you went to Beijing for a competition. It took only half a day and you got into trouble with Long Fei again. Are you really not afraid of people making trouble for you?"

"It doesn't matter to me, I'm just a small anchor, mainly to cause trouble for you, Bureau Jiang."

Ling Yun smiled mischievously, and was about to flatter him a little more, to see if he could hug Jiang Lei's thick leg, when Jiang Lei smiled and waved his hands.

"You're right. People with bare feet are not afraid of wearing shoes. And I heard... Hu Tianlai fought you for 360 rounds, and it seems that he didn't take advantage of it."

"Hehe, I'm ashamed, Director Hu let me go."

One sentence made Jiang Lei laugh.

Then he asked again.

"I've been on the radio for 4 months, how do you feel?"

"pretty good."

"Any thoughts about the future?"

"Let's take one step at a time."

"Are you planning to overthrow Hu Tianlai first?"

"cough……"

Jiang Lei pursed his lips and smiled, and asked again.

"If you were the director of Xianyang Radio Station, what would you do? Oh, except for Hu Tianlai, I mean... the overall development direction of the radio station."

"I will follow the teachings of the leaders, abide by the rules and regulations of the radio station, and obey everything..."

"Tell the truth."

"Cough, okay, I will do my best to get sponsorship for the radio station first, then improve the business capabilities of all anchors, and then give..."

"Tell the truth!"

Jiang Lei knocked on the table and raised the volume, as if he was really angry.

Ling Yun looked at the other party in embarrassment, not knowing what answer he wanted to hear.As soon as their eyes met, he felt very friendly, as if the opposite was a fat man.

This friendly gaze is very deep, as if reminding myself...

"Say what you want to say most in your heart! Say what you dare not say..."

Slowly, Ling Yun felt as if he couldn't control his emotions, and said with a smile.

"They are all directors, of course it is to make money! But this is not the same as making money, just making money, then it becomes a 'prison' in the end, you have to be good at making money, for example, first, you have to bring everything The anchors earn together, and everyone earns it. This can not only solve the inequality between the rich and the poor, but also win word-of-mouth support. Second, you can’t just earn money, you have to do something practical. It’s too greedy to just earn money without doing things. It's too stupid to just do things without making money, only those who do things and make money will win word of mouth, the world, and her..."

Ling Yun seemed to have drunk too much wine, his eyes were blurred, and his mouth kept talking...

Listening, Jiang Lei frowned first, then stretched his brows, and finally showed a thoughtful expression. Ling Yun's answer was really beyond his expectation.

In the past, Jiang Lei felt that a person was either black or white. He never thought that there is another kind of person who is black and white. He can’t say whether he likes or hates someone like Ling Yun who is both a bitch and wants to set up a torii. I feel... I seem to be persuaded by the other party... What the hell!
boom!
His fingers tapped lightly on the table, and Ling Yun, who was in a trance, suddenly woke up, looked at Jiang Lei opposite, opened his mouth, as if he forgot what he said just now, where did he say it?
"I'm sorry, Director Jiang, I seemed to be distracted just now, where are we talking?"

"It's okay, just chat casually."

Next, the two chatted for more than ten minutes, most of which were Jiang Lei asking questions and Ling Yun answering.

In the end, it seemed that there was nothing to talk about because of embarrassment, so Jiang Lei took out a golden microphone from the drawer.

"By the way, this is your prize. If you have nothing else to do, you can go back first and work hard in the future."

"Okay, thank you Director Jiang."

Ling Yun took the prize, but he complained a little in his heart.

He has also heard about the Golden Microphone in previous years. The General Administration will not only hold a grand commendation meeting, but will also invite some senior leaders to present the awards in person, and even invite reporters and go on TV.

But when I come to myself this year, why is it so casual, like handing over toilet paper, just handing it over like this?
Not even a box...

The so-called golden microphone is only the size of a palm, with a square crystal base underneath, and a bayonet in the middle. A golden microphone is about 10 cm long, and it just fits into this bayonet.

A line of words is printed on the crystal base - No.13 Golden Microphone!

Going out with the prize, Ling Yun was about to stop the car to go to the airport, but the secretary Han Meimei chased after her with a cardboard box.

"Hey, are you just going to the airport with the golden microphone?"

"Ah? Otherwise... I hold it?"

Ling Yun changed his posture in confusion, and Han Meimei laughed angrily. She passed the box resentfully, and complained softly.

"This is pure gold, so you won't be afraid of attracting thieves if you hold it like this? Really, here it is, hold it and pack it."

This sentence made Ling Yun furious.

His eyes widened in disbelief, he stuttered as he looked at the golden microphone in his hand.

"This... is this gold? Pure gold?"

"Of course, you thought it was copper?"

"I really thought it was copper, Sister Han, aren't the prizes in the golden microphone competition in previous years all copper? How did this become gold?"

"You guys are lucky. Since Ju Jiang came to power, we have made drastic reforms to our radio station. His old man said, golden microphones, golden microphones, they have to be golden. Only golden microphones can mobilize all the anchors of the competition. Enthusiasm and positivity."

"Thank you Miss Han!"

Ling Yun thanked the other party excitedly, touched his pocket, and wanted to give the other party something to express his gratitude, but after digging for a long time, he only took out a box of Monkey King.

He wanted to stuff it back in embarrassment, but Han Meimei took the initiative to take it, took out one and lit it for himself, and took a puff skillfully.

This process made Ling Yun go directly to Sparta...

It was the first time in his life that he saw a woman smoking...

As a result, Han Meimei not only smoked, but also commented on the Monkey King.

"This cigarette is okay, it must be a few dozen yuan larger?"

"Uh... 11 yuan."

Han Meimei froze for a moment, then smiled prettily.

"Hehe, it seems that this smoke is the same as a human being."

What he said seemed to have a deep meaning, Ling Yun was thinking about it when he saw Han Meimei took two more puffs, then threw it to the ground, crushed it with a high-heeled shoe, patted Han Meimei on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Jiangju asked me to tell you, don't worry too much, do what you want to do boldly, and work hard in the future! By the way, the weather is about to change, so hurry up and go back."

"Uh...thank you...Sister Mei."

Ling Yun thanked him with a dry smile, looked at the misty sky, and thought that there was something more to it?But for a while, he couldn't figure it out.

Looking back at the gold microphone in my hand, I said to myself, Cao, I just forgot to ask how many grams it is.

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(End of this chapter)