Fame starts with the radio

Chapter 92

The above are all with a strong purpose, the thick-skinned depends on the skin, the thick-skinned depends on the lip, and there are also miserable, sensational, and relationship-seeking...

Anyway, do everything!

At around 5:30 p.m., Xiaoxiao took the initiative to send a message in the WeChat group of the radio station.

@Everyone: Are you free?I invite you to eat!

"Which hotel? How many tables?"

"Opposite Mensha County, table 2..."

……

Soon, the anchors who went out to promote advertising sponsorships were crowded in Shaxian Snacks.

Smiling and happy to make food and drink for everyone.

"I just talked about 8 4S shops and 12 repair shops, and I'm exhausted. By the way, I invite everyone to have a meal. Today, Miss Ben will pay for it. Everyone can order whatever they want."

With words that were half showing off and half showing off, the other anchors immediately had reasons and excuses to show off.

Ah Fei yelled at the proprietress.

"Give me duck leg noodles, add 5 duck legs, no noodles."

After ordering, Ah Fei proudly lit a cigarette and showed off.

"I'm not bad either. I ran around today and talked about three music companies..."

Others chimed in.

"Me too. I went to several supermarkets, and almost all of them have been negotiated. Although each one has not been released for a long time and the price is not high, but fortunately, the quantity is large and the supply is full."

"I'm okay too. The scattered orders are all small orders, but they add up to tens of thousands..."

……

As we talked, the atmosphere gradually seemed to calm down again. Some of the sponsored advertisements were exhausted, and some were starved to death. For example, the first lady of the radio station, Xiao Qiao, had a high audience rating for her previous program, so she did not change it this time. type, and did not take the initiative to solicit sponsorship.

At this moment, Lemon Essence was on her upper body, seeing that no one was talking, she teased in a strange way.

"I didn't expect that the radio anchors that everyone envied us would one day be able to go to the street to solicit sponsors. It feels really amazing."

The other older female anchor was also conservative, and obviously the advertisement was not going well, so she sneered and sneered.

"Wonderful? Hehe, it should be embarrassing. When have you ever heard of a host asking for sponsorship? It's simply unheard of."

It's a pity that this statement didn't seem to be agreed by other people, and sister Xu even indirectly put forward her own different opinions.

"Master Ling also wants us to make more money. Besides, there is no mandatory requirement for the sponsorship this time. It's all a matter of personal choice. If you want to say that it's me who is ashamed, it's me who can't let it go. Alas..."

Ah Fei is a genius, how could he not understand the form on the field, rolled his eyes, and comforted sister Xu with a smile.

"Sister Xu, it's not shameful to be humble in order to support the family! It's better than some people, who want to lose face like a tiger, and the salary is 2500."

Others also nodded in agreement, and the anchor Haoran even used himself as an example.

"Yes, don't be ashamed. I went to Xi Yayuan to find a big boss to put in an advertisement. He refused to agree with him, and even drove me away. Guess what happened to me?"

"What's the matter?"

"I just knelt at the door of their house!"

The others looked at each other.

"This...it's unnecessary, it's a big deal to make less money..."

The anchor Haoran shook his head with a wry smile.

"Earn less? Hehe, I want to too, but my pregnant wife doesn't allow it, my seriously ill parents don't allow it, and the bank that I owe a mortgage or a car loan doesn't allow either..."

The anchor Haoran said that his eyes were reddened, and then he smiled and said indifferently.

"Isn't it just kneeling for others? What's the big deal? Kneeling once made me sign a big deal of 50 yuan. I'm happy. If there is still such a chance, I will still kneel."

Sister Xu next to her also followed her eyes and nodded.

"Yeah, for the sake of my family's life... don't be ashamed. I should learn from you. I went out for a day today and felt that I couldn't let it go. In the end, an old classmate helped me make an order. The total was only 2000 yuan. Alas. ... I... I want to kneel even if I want 50, kneeling once, at least my son's tuition is enough to go to college and graduate..."

The others nodded silently, and after a long time, someone sighed.

"People in the world are in a panic, but they are only thinking about a few taels of broken silver. However, a few taels of broken silver can relieve the melancholy of the world, keep parents healthy, and protect young children from growing up. , let the youth suffer vicissitudes of life, bend the back, and make the world heartbroken, but this broken silver can keep the old man healthy in his later years..."

At this moment, the fat man was haunting a restaurant, so he approached the waiter and inquired about the boss's office.

It's a pity that it was a step late in the end.

"Uh... I have already signed a contract with the anchor of your radio station, aren't you together?"

Looking at the fat man, the owner of the restaurant was also dumbfounded, thinking that this could not be a liar, could he?
After leaving the restaurant, he went to supermarkets, amusement parks, hospitals, etc., but basically all of them were exploited by the bastards of the radio station.

In the end, he had no choice but to go to the only ecological cemetery in Xianyang City with his bag between his pockets, thinking that no one would do this side business, right?
The result can be...

"Sorry, we just signed a contract with your radio host."

After a day of busy work, the fat man reluctantly chose to give up. While standing at the intersection waiting for the bus, he suddenly saw the Writers Association he had been to before, and he had an idea.

Five minutes later, at the teahouse in front of the Writers Association, Fatty met a senior Sun who was in his 5s.

"Mr. Sun, I just came out of the Writers' Association, and they all praised your poems. Why don't you cooperate with our radio station?"

"Hahaha, low-key, low-key, Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, young man, don't say this in the future, the poems written by other people are also very good, hehehe, they are only a little worse than me Little bit."

"Uh... Elder Sun is right. I've read your poem, and it's absolutely amazing, especially the song "Hometown"..."

The fat man was blinded by a hometown, because every poet has written a poem called "Hometown", just like everyone knows a person named "Jianguo".

Thousands of wears and thousands of wears, only flattery does not wear.

Under Fatty's praise, Elder Sun almost laughed at him. If he was not afraid of Elder Sun's sudden death due to excitement due to his age, he would have planned to praise him a few more words.

Sure enough, under Fatty's strong artillery (artillery?) attack, Sun Lao didn't even hold on for a minute before disarming and surrendering.

"Other people want to cooperate with me, I definitely don't agree, but you... you are honest, and what you say is true, okay, I promise you, tell me, where will it be published? How will the manuscript fee be calculated?"

"Hehe, thank you, Mr. Sun, for taking care of me. This poem will be broadcast on our radio station. One song will cost you 1000 yuan. What do you think of the price?"

"The price is okay, but I don't like to be in arrears, and the manuscript fee has to be settled in advance."

The fat man smiled excitedly and nodded, then took out his phone and opened the QR code.

"That's best, would you pay by scanning the QR code or giving me cash?"

"Scan the code... you want me to give you money?"

"Yeah, I'll publicize it for you, of course you give me money."

"You read my poems, and I have to give you money?"

"Yes!"

Old Sun looked at Fatty as if he were looking at a pen, but then the fat man made him a pen.

"Old Sun, your talent is the best in the world, but good wine is also afraid of deep alleys. You have to publicize it, you have to let everyone know your talent! We should give us some mouthwatering money, and now we have to pay for it at our own expense. The number of each book is tens of thousands, and it can’t be sold after printing. We are different, as long as it is broadcast by mouth, everyone can hear it, and the most important thing is that it is cheap..."

After some communication (flattering), Mr. Sun was finally persuaded (patting) and decided to try it out after paying 1000 yuan.

(End of this chapter)