I contracted the entertainment industry

Chapter 40 Passing Through Your World
"Are you OK?"

After the little ruffian was carried away, Lin Wanqing looked at the blood lines on the back of Mu Feng's hand and asked worriedly.

"It's okay, it's just a bit of a bruise." Mu Feng said nonchalantly.

"How about...how about I take you to the hospital? Go to the hospital and get bandaged."

Lin Wanqing felt very sorry. After all, Mu Feng was injured because he was trying to help her.

"Haha, you don't really want to be my girlfriend, do you? Treat me so well?" Mu Feng said with a smile.

"Cut, you're ugly, but you think it's pretty." Lin Wanqing slapped her mercilessly while muttering her sexy little mouth.

"Well, as expected, novels are all lies. How can there be any hero who saves the beauty, and promises with his body, I feel that there is no love." Mu Feng shrugged.

"It's mainly because you're not a good hero." Lin Wanqing covered her mouth, smiled, and said, "But I still have to thank you."

"Thank you? Would you like to treat me to a meal? Malatang for three yuan will do."

Mu Feng said wretchedly: "Hey, don't go, it's easy to discuss whoever invites you, the key is Malatang."

……

According to the address that Huang Kui told him, Mu Feng opened the Baide map to search for the route, but found that only the No. 8 bus could reach the destination.

It seems that there is no choice!
I waited at the bus stop for more than ten minutes, and buses on other routes came every three to five minutes, but this No. 5 bus was nowhere to be seen.

Just when Mu Feng was about to take a extravagance and take a taxi, the No. 8 bus finally showed up.

Now, there was a commotion among the crowd.

That posture is like a [-]-meter sprint.

At this moment, a man's voice suddenly came from a distance, and it sounded hurried.

"Huang Jun, run, run, Route 8 is here!"

"..."

Get on the bus, put in two coins!
Made, it's really dark.

Mu Feng thought to himself, and quickly found a seat and sat down.

In the end, a healthy old man came up wobbly, unexpectedly he only voted for one piece.

The driver hurriedly said, "Two yuan."

The old man nodded: "Well, cool down!"

The driver said again: "Vote two yuan!"

The old man smiled and said, "Young man, not only your head is cool, but your whole body is cool!"

After finishing speaking, the uncle walked to the back of the carriage.

The driver said, "Two yuan for the money."

The uncle said to himself: "It will be cooler in the back!!!"

Hey, old man!
I don't know if I'm really stupid or just pretending to be stupid.

Anyway, Mu Feng was laughing all the time, it was unlucky for the driver to meet this old man.

It is only eight or nine miles from the airport to the place Huang Kui told him, but Baide's map shows that it will take three to ten minutes to get there.

Sure enough, it was very congested everywhere.

This speed is not much faster than walking.

It may be because of the flight, and because people feel sleepy when they take the bus, Mu Feng leaned against the window and took a nap. Let's take a nap.

After half an hour.

Mu Feng got out of the car sleepily and went straight to Peninsula Restaurant.

Huang Kui said that he had reserved a seat here, and Mu Feng didn't want Huang Kui to pay for it, but he had no choice but to accept it.

When he arrived at Peninsula Restaurant, Mu Feng told the waiter the table number, and the waiter took him to a private room.

In the private room, Huang Kui had been waiting for a long time.

"Brother Huang, hello, I'm Xiaofeng."

After entering, Mu Feng greeted Huang Kui politely.

"Haha, it's finally here, come on, sit down, let's chat while eating."

Huang Kui was very enthusiastic. Anyway, Mu Feng was introduced by Lin Yiming, and Lin Yiming specially asked him to take care of him. Because of his feelings and reason, he couldn't neglect him.

"Brother Huang, you are different from what I imagined."

Mu Feng felt very comfortable when he first saw Huang Kui. The barrier between strangers didn't seem to exist at all.

"Oh? What do you think of me?" Huang Kui asked curiously.

"Calm, rigorous, rigid, oppressive."

Huang Kui smiled and said, "Haha, that's your impression of the leader. I'm just a small section chief."

Mu Feng said nothing, waiting for Huang Kui's next words.

"Xiaofeng, how do you feel about Nanjiang?"

"It's very interesting!" Mu Feng replied without thinking.

"What's interesting?"

"people!"

Huang Kui nodded: "What did you do before?"

"Copywriting, marketing." Mu Feng talked about his work before entering the entertainment circle.

Huang Kui frowned, he seemed dissatisfied with Mu Feng's work, a marketing person came to the radio station, is that okay?

Mu Feng saw Huang Kui's worry at a glance, and he hurriedly said: "Brother Huang, don't think that my job is marketing, but I got a broadcasting and hosting certificate in college, and I taught myself."

"Oh, then you are really good." Huang Kui said in surprise.

It is not easy to get a broadcast host certificate, especially if you are self-study, without talent and hard work, don't even think about it.

Since Mu Feng has a certificate, it means that he is not ignorant of this industry. With this premise, the work is much easier.

"Brother Huang, I want to ask, what is the name of the radio program that lacks a host?"

Mu Feng wanted to find out the basic situation of the show quickly, so that he could prescribe the right medicine and prepare in advance.

"Why, didn't Lao Lin tell you?"

"Brother Lin only told me that it was a midnight emotional show, and the ratings were poor, so I don't know much about the others," Mu Feng said.

"Oh, it's like this. This program is called "Soul Station". It has been on the air for four years. It was good at the beginning, but as it goes on, the listening rate gets worse. Now basically no one wants to listen to it."

""Soul Station"?"

Mu Feng frowned, this name is really bad, it's so bad, it has nothing new, how can it attract the audience.

Thinking of this, he said to Huang Kui: "Brother Huang, I think it's better to change the name of the show. "Soul Station" is really..."

"It sucks, right?" Huang Kui understood what Mu Feng meant.

"Then..." Mu Feng hesitated to speak.

Huang Kui smiled and said, "Just say what you have to say, don't have any worries."

"I want to change the name of the show."

"I'm afraid this is not easy to handle. The program is decided by the higher authorities. How can I, a small deputy section chief, have such power."

"But if you don't change the name, it will be difficult to increase the audience's response rate." Mu Feng said seriously.

"Xiaofeng, it's not a trivial matter to change the name of the show. If, I mean, if the ratings get worse after the change, what will you do?"

"I take full responsibility!" Mu Feng said seriously: "Brother Huang, believe me, I will not let you down."

"It's too risky!" Huang Kui shook his head.

If Mu Feng goes directly to host the show and the audience rating is not good, then it has nothing to do with him. Anyway, everyone is the same, so don't laugh at anyone.

If the name is changed, if the ratings continue to drop, then he will be blamed.

No, it's too bad!

"Brother Huang, seek wealth and wealth." Mu Feng's face straightened: "If you want to overcome the current predicament, there is only this way, change your name!"

"What do you want to change it to?"

Huang Kui thought to himself that all the emotional programs nowadays are similar and have similar names. What other tricks can they come up with?

Mu Feng was silent for a moment, and then said confidently: "Passing by your whole world!"

(End of this chapter)