Fame starts with the radio

Chapter 73 Notice
Back at the radio station, most of the colleagues had arrived at their posts. A few out-of-towners brought out souvenirs from their hometown for everyone to taste. Fatty shamelessly accepted other people’s souvenirs while opening his mouth regretfully.

"It's a pity. During the Spring Festival, I specially asked someone to bring you fresh red coral fruit radishes from Eagle Country. I packed them up when I left, but I forgot to bring them to the car."

Ling Yun was eating bean paste cakes and almost spit.

He looked at the other anchors, imagining the grand occasion of collective diarrhea in the whole station, and couldn't help shivering.

A group of people were chatting, and director Zhou Cheng walked in.

"Hehe, everyone is here. Let me tell you something. I just received the message from the main station to help farmers and farmers. The national radio anchors are asked to sign up voluntarily. The specific information has been sent to your mailbox. Take time to check it out."

Everyone responded, and then went about their business again.

Ling Yun and Fatty got together and opened the mailbox to check.

The email was very short, and it roughly meant that in response to the call of the country, the whole station will launch an action to help farmers and farmers, allowing radio anchors to use their own program resources to help ordinary people in poor areas sell unsalable agricultural products.

At this time, Ah Fei came over with two cups of freshly ground coffee to flatter him.

"Brother Ling, Brother Fat, come and taste it. This is the pure Italian coffee that my uncle brought back from abroad during the Spring Festival! It's made of cat shit!"

The two took the coffee, and Ling Yun asked a question by the way.

"By the way, Ah Fei, what is the meaning of this action to help farmers? I didn't read the email and didn't write how to do it."

A Fei smiled and sat beside them.

"Brother, you haven't been in Taiwan for a long time, and you may not know the situation. Our station can receive these messy things from the main station every few months, such as what spiritual documents to study, what spiritual meetings to participate in, and what to write. What learning experience... In short, you can just delete it as spam."

"Delete? This...doesn't need to help farmers?"

"No, it's just a 'mental' document, just get the idea, and you see."

Ah Fei pointed to the small line at the bottom of the email.

"Isn't it written on it? The specific activities are arranged by the local radio station. Just now, the weekly radio station just conveyed it. Everyone knows that there is such a thing."

Seeing that Ling Yun didn't seem to believe it, Ah Fei glanced at the people next to him, then lowered his voice and continued talking to him.

"Brother Ling, they sent emails just for the sake of doing business for the higher-ups, and the station manager notified us for the purpose of doing business for the higher-ups. Just listen to this kind of thing, no one will do it, it's completely thankless, you have to contact the slow-moving seller yourself Farmers and products, but also affect the ratings of the program, the most important thing... you have to pay for the expenses incurred in this process, and the station will not reimburse you! The most important thing is...to do this thing... It's easy to overturn!"

"Overturned? This is a great thing. You can make money for yourself and help the peasant brothers. How can you overturn?"

Ling Yun and Fatty looked at each other, and Ah Fei spoke in a low voice.

"There used to be an anchor named Da Zhou on our station, and he overturned his car while selling things on the show."

Through A Fei's narration, Ling Yun and Fatty probably knew what was going on.

It is said that many years ago, there was an anchor named Da Zhou in Xianyang Radio. His family situation was not very good, and his program sponsorship was not much, so he paid attention to selling goods.

It just so happened that the radio station occasionally issued some notices to help farmers, so he did it aboveboard.

As a result, half a year later, he signed a contract with a customer who sold red wine and charged them a pit fee, but he didn't sell much after selling it for a month.

The customer went to the radio station and asked him to refund the money, but he refused to refund, and then they called a reporter to expose it.

The reporter from the TV station came to expose the host of the radio station, this is really embarrassing, crying embarrassment, embarrassment to death...

After private mediation by the Taiwan leaders, the money was refunded to others, but the customers who bought the red wine then went out of their way again.

One of the customers was Xu Hai, a professional counterfeiter. He bought ten bottles at a time, and after the appraisal, the red wine was a counterfeit and shoddy product.

The seller brought the reporter here and just left, and the buyer brought the reporter here again...

After such a toss, Da Zhou was fired directly and was sentenced to huge compensation.

A Fei shook his head and sighed.

"Hey, I lost my money and lost my job, and even my reputation is stinky. This is more than chicken and egg. At half past one on Monday, I can't think about it. I just jumped off the roof of our building and committed suicide."

"suicide?!!"

"Yeah, since then, all radio anchors have learned their lesson. They only sell things from advertising sponsors. After all, even if this thing is overturned, the radio station is responsible for it. It has nothing to do with our anchors. Although selling other things can make money, But the risk is too great, compared with a lifetime job, it is definitely not worth it, Brother Ling, Brother Fat, listen to my brother's advice, you must not go into this muddy water."

After saying this, Fatty and Ling Yun were also very emotional. Although they have strong business capabilities, their ability to 'avoid industry risks' is still inferior to old fritters like A Fei.

After Ah Fei left, Ling Yun sat in front of the computer, staring at the blurry email in front of him, seemingly not reconciled.

He twirled the pencil nonchalantly, thinking about the risks of the whole thing.

The fat man suddenly leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"What? Haven't given up yet?"

Ling Yun nodded.

"I thought of our apples in Gaomiaogou. Do you remember that we went to Wang Xingfan's house for a drink on New Year's Eve? Back then, Silly Baitian and his family didn't sell any apples."

"It's not just them. Our own apples are all under pressure in the fruit bank. I heard that there are very few fruit merchants this year, and occasionally a few come to the price. The price is too hard."

"So... I was thinking, can I use this opportunity to help the folks in our village buy and sell apples?"

"But what if the car is about to overturn? Shengmi Qiudou Mien..."

Ling Yun rolled his eyes.

"You said it the wrong way!"

After complaining, he wiped his chin and muttered again.

"Shouldn't be overturned... Dazhou sells red wine, we sell apples, this red wine is fake, but apples don't, it's all from our village, we know all about it, and we won't take advantage of the folks Even if it can’t be sold, no one will come to make trouble.”

The fat man shook his head and nodded.

"That's true, but...are we doing it for nothing?"

"No, readers hate the whore of the Virgin! We can suppress the express fee and squeeze out 10 yuan per order as a venture fund."

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(End of this chapter)