The God of Songs starts from the live broadcast

Chapter 182 Son and Father
"Ok."

Wang Fang stood up, nodded, and walked out of the meeting room.

"Lin Zhiwei."

"Mr. Chen, tell me." Lin Zhi, who had been named, raised his forehead slightly.

"Control the rhythm in the live broadcast room and communicate with the top traffic anchors. Your department needs to work overtime now. If you don't have enough manpower, go to other departments to borrow people. You must control this rhythm within the platform."

“The annual festival is our bottom line, we must not screw it up!!”

Chen Duojie's speech was calm and organized, not at all like he was in a state of being angry and cursing just now.

And the senior executives of the strange fish are also used to it, and it is an old problem.

Lin Zhiwei nodded, got up and walked out of the conference room.

"Lao Luo!"

"exist."

"Your department is also taking action now. Anyone who sees malicious comments on the Internet that damage the reputation of strange fish should have the evidence and send me a lawyer's letter!"

"Finance, I'll give you three ten minutes to send the detailed list of the available funds of Monster Fish to my office."

"Administrative, go to contact our brother company, and partners, the control review that should be controlled, take the heat down."

"and also……"

Accompanied by Chen Duojie's instructions, the executives of the strange fish in the conference room received the order one by one and walked out.

In the end, Chen Duojie was the only one left in Nuo Da's conference room.

Lying on the chair, Chen Duojie looked at the ceiling, a little lost in thought.

In this wave, risks and opportunities coexist, and the relevant departments will certainly not only pay attention to their own family, but the rest of the platforms are not fundamentally clean.

At this time, Chen Duojie didn't have much fear and anxiety on his face.

Earlier, I wanted to do charity at any cost, deal with violating anchors, and even banned some marginal behaviors. Isn't this the day I'm waiting for?

Thinking of this, an intriguing smile suddenly appeared on Chen Duojie's face.

Taking out his mobile phone, Chen Duojie broadcast a mobile phone number with only numbers and no notes.

"Dududu~"

"Old classmate, I will trouble you this time..."

……

Somewhere along the river.

A man in a Chinese tunic suit is facing the surging river in front of him, adjusting his fishing rod.

There is also a square table next to it, with a small steaming copper pot on it, a golden yellow metal pot body, burning smokeless charcoal underneath, and hot pot bottom material on top.

A young and beautiful woman in a black down jacket was putting mutton into it.

"Lvting, I heard that the stewardess didn't want to do it after a few days?"

Looking back at the young woman who was busy, the middle-aged man asked, his tone full of pampering.

If Zheng Fan were here, he would definitely recognize this young woman named Luting.

It was the stewardess Zheng Fan met when he was flying from Qingdao to Shanghai. The combination of her uniform and stockings made him unable to tear his eyes out.

However, after An Luting secretly stuffed him with a note with contact information, Zheng Fan chose to crumple the note into a ball and throw it into the trash can.

Although she has no makeup, she still can't hide her natural beauty. An Luting lightly fiddled with the mutton slices in the hot pot with chopsticks, and said with a chuckle: "Uncle, don't mention it, I am a person, sometimes It’s like a neuropathy, remembering that it’s a one-off, but the heat is only 3 minutes.”

"Hey, someone finally knows how to face up to his shortcomings? It's not easy."

A teasing voice came from behind.

An Luting didn't even need to look back to know who was coming. She raised her head and said to the middle-aged man: "Look, uncle, this young man who has ruined our family's reputation is here. When will you give him away?" Expelled from the family, don't worry, I will inherit your property reluctantly."

"Hey, An Luting, let me ask if you can do it? What's wrong with wanting to cut off my family property after a few words?"

The young man called An Dashao by An Lvting was handsome, and even though he was wearing winter clothes, he could still vaguely see his fit body proportions.

The middle-aged man smiled and ignored the two people's quarrel.

"Hmm~ Dad, things have already started to ferment. Several major official media have already spoken out about the news just now. It seems that this time they are determined to clean up the live broadcast circle."

Young Master An picked up the chopsticks and picked up a large amount of mutton, ignoring the angry look in An Luting's eyes, dipped the dish with oil, and put it in his mouth happily.

In an instant, an indescribable deliciousness bloomed in his taste buds. Young Master An let out a satisfied groan and said to the middle-aged man.

"An Qiao!! I haven't even tasted what it tastes like, I picked up all your chopsticks, and I'll stab you to death!"

An Luting stretched out a chopstick and poked An Qiao non-stop.

"No, don't do it. I'm talking to my dad about business. Don't poke me..."

Stretching out his hand to resist An Luting's chopstick attack, An Qiao moved to his father's side, isn't it just to eat your meat, as for that!

The middle-aged man listened to An Qiao's words, nodded slightly, looked directly at the fish floats floating in the river from time to time, and said softly: "This is a general trend, and it cannot be avoided. Let's withdraw our people. This time is enough. Dorje drank a pot."

Hearing Chen Duojie's name, An Qiao showed resentment in his eyes, and said, "Dad, it's a pity this time, if we can also shake out the black material of Zheng Fan and Ai Li, Chen Duojie will have to separate if he is not dead." Skin."

Hearing his son's words, the man shook his head and said, "Let's do this for Zheng Fan first, and leave him alone. The strange fish changed the contract for him. Now the two tend to cooperate, and it's not very useful to engage him."

"As for Ai Li, someone came to me and said that we should not let her touch her, and we dare not offend him. Hehe, some people's bad taste."

Hearing what his father said, An Qiao nodded, just about to say something, but suddenly remembered what his father said just now.

His eyes lit up, he looked at his father and asked: "Dad, how did you know that Zheng Fan changed the contract? Could it be that..."

Seeing a hint of satisfaction on his father's face, An Qiao raised his thumb and said, "That's amazing, my father. You've only been back a few months, and you've already arranged undercover agents?"

The man watched the float suddenly sink into the water, and suddenly lifted the fishing rod. With a "whoosh", the fishing rod made a sound of breaking through the air.

I saw that the fishing line was tightly stretched, pulling the fishing rod and shaking it back and forth.

The man didn't care about answering his son's words, so he stood up quickly, lifted the fishing rod with both hands, and put it on his side to prevent himself from being hurt if he suddenly unhooked or broke the line.

"Good guy, this fish must weigh at least ten catties!"

An Qiao saw that the old man's fishing rod formed a large arc, and the old man's face began to turn red, which showed that he was exerting force.

"It's so strong, carp or herring? Oh, I said Dad, don't slip away, I'm so anxious!"

The father who was competing with the fish looked back at his son this time and said with a smile: "Sometimes, even though the desired result is right in front of them, some people are so impatient that the duck they get flies away. "

Hearing this, An Qiao said: "Don't talk about Dad, I bought your pole for more than 5000 yuan, and a fish of six or seven catties can fly directly!"

"You don't have to sneak, just pull it over and it's over. I'll copy it out with a copy net."

"Make a bet?"

The old man looked at his son and said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)