Ren Ping stopped outside the studio: "I'm not the host of the interview program, is that okay?"
Fang Zhe stopped and turned around. The others were too smart to follow him. This was to deliberately leave space for the two of them to talk.
Staring, staring, staring. The smile on Ren Ping's face became more and more awkward, and she sighed in a low voice: "Something happened, and the person who brought me in was transferred. This is what the new leader meant, and I just transferred it this morning.
I know. I'm about to contact you. Your car is downstairs and the people over there have picked you up."
Fang Zhe tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded: "That's right, the guard downstairs didn't even bother to stop me. What do you think?"
After saying this sentence, Ren Ping's eyes lit up and she whispered: "Does it feel good to be picked off peaches?"
"Wait ten minutes." Fang Zhe turned around and went to the corner to make a phone call. After getting through, he explained the matter in a low voice and finally said: "I only agreed to the show because of their sisterhood. If I cancel the show,
Yes, can you take it over there?"
Director Huang on the other side of the phone raised the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and immediately answered: "It's no problem even hosting a show."
There is one thing that Director Huang did not say, that is, there is competition between the two channels. Interviews like Fang Zhe’s are for the sake of the program to impress people? Brotherhood? They don’t exist. Director Huang can’t be blamed for this.
Over there, it was mainly because what was done here was unethical, which angered the parties concerned.
"That's it, we'll contact you later." Fang Zhe ended the conversation simply, and Director Huang quickly said: "I'll treat you to dinner."
"Okay, you can send a message after we have decided on a place." Fang Zhe hung up the phone after saying that, turned around and said calmly: "Send me out."
Ren Ping made a gesture: "Please come this way." Fang Zhe walked out casually, not even looking at the ugly faces of the others.
No one dared to stop him. People like Fang Zhe are very troublesome. The key is to make mistakes. In the first place, it is harming others and not benefiting oneself.
Ren Ping, who was following Fang Zhe, raised her chin, and slowed down her pace when passing in front of those people. Her eyes were full of contempt, and she finally let out a "hum" in a moderate tone.
"What's so great?" someone muttered from behind.
Fang Zhe didn't say anything after hearing this. Ren Ping turned around and replied angrily: "It's nothing special. If you don't steal or rob, there's no shame in it." Fang Zhe stopped and turned around, looked at the woman who was looking at Ren Ping, and rushed towards her.
He bared his teeth and smiled.
The woman's heart rate and blood pressure were so high at that time, it seemed as if she was being pressed down by an invisible mountain.
"Have you not completed the entry procedures yet?" Fang Zhe walked, and Ren Ping followed behind and replied in a low voice: "Yes."
"There are two options. One is to give up the establishment and come to my place. I have shares in Jinshan Weibo, so someone needs to stay there. The other is to go back to Director Huang's program team, and you can join the staff."
Bring the program with you."
The conditions are so good? Ren Ping hesitated, stopped and asked in a low voice: "Why? What do I need to pay?"
Fang Zhe glanced at her: "You are beautiful. You want to be even more beautiful. For no reason, just for the sake of face. You know whose face it is."
Ren Ping... Fang Zhe walked five steps away, and the woman showed a gratified smile and followed him quickly.
As soon as they arrived downstairs, Director Huang and others were waiting. When he saw Fang Zhe, he smiled and walked forward: "I didn't know you were here."
Fang Zhe realized that he was confused. A branch department under a unit worked in a courtyard.
"I'm not in the mood to do a show today, so you can arrange another time. Ren Ping has the script. Also, I won't get involved in your company's affairs. I can produce this show entirely for personal reasons." This statement must be true.
To be clear, all grudges and grudges have nothing to do with Fang Zhe. It is just a purely personal friendship.
"Don't worry, no one dares to talk about this matter. Even if someone does, it's my business." In front of Fang Zhe, Director Huang turned to Ren Ping and said: "I still need a deputy, your relationship is direct
How about falling into the program group?"
This was too much face. Ren Ping smiled and bowed slightly: "Thanks to Mr. Fang for letting me help."
Director Huang's smile grew wider, he nodded with a smile and said, "This is a good thing. Mr. Fang needs to hold his thick legs tightly."
Fang Zhe thought very clearly. Ren Ping was obviously not afraid of retaliation, otherwise she wouldn't have done this. The only explanation is that she was really not afraid. There was nothing to say about this. That's why Fang Zhe proposed to let her go to XBo.
.You don’t know when this kind of local snake will come into play. Big troubles can’t be solved, but small troubles can be just a phone call away from Ren Ping.
"Director Huang is overthinking. I'm not a thick-legged person. If Ren Ping can come to my X-Bo, it's to give me face." He said it without saltiness, and Director Huang naturally smiled knowingly:
"Okay, see you tonight."
On the way back to the car, the smile on Fang Zhe's face faded, and Ren Ping beside him sighed: "I didn't expect such a thing to happen."
"If someone dares to make a sudden attack on you, that's what you need to worry about." Fang Zhe nodded and asked, why didn't the person who asked you to go there not give any advance notice? This is very embarrassing.
It’s worth pondering.
"Yeah, I didn't say a word beforehand. If I didn't figure it out, I couldn't sleep at night. I'll figure it out slowly when I get back. It's useless to rush. I hope it's not what I thought." Ren Ping knew everything and knew it.
There's no point in being anxious.
Judging from her expression, she didn't seem too worried about the consequences, and Fang Zhe didn't say anything else. The imperial capital was too mysterious.
"Speaking of which, I have to thank you for your willingness to go to xbo." What does this mean? It depends on your personal experience.
Ren Ping smiled at this: "On the contrary, if I want to do something, it would be more comfortable to go to your place. I heard that Director Huang will probably be promoted to a higher level."
md, Fang Zhe complained in his heart that the Imperial Capital was really not a suitable place for him to stay.
Then the phone suddenly rang. I looked at the number and answered it: "What are you doing? I'm on vacation."
The person on the other side of the phone was Kong Dongfang. He laughed and said, "I'll give you an address. Come over here. There's delicious food."
"Okay!" Fang Zhe agreed simply. After hanging up the phone, he looked at Ren Ping and said, "Someone invites me to eat delicious food. Are you going?"
Ren Ping knew that Fang Zhe was not greedy for her body, so she nodded simply: "Go, why not."
The address came via text message on his mobile phone, and Fang Zhe asked the driver to come over, and they headed all the way to Wudaokou.
At the gate of Wudao ventriloquism school, Kong Dongfang was standing smoking. When the car stopped in front of him, Kong Dongfang opened the back door, took a look at it and closed it. He walked around to the front and got into the passenger seat, instructing the driver to drive. The place he arrived was a courtyard. When he came down to take a look, he couldn't help but
Asked: "How big is it?" Kong Dongfang smiled and said: "The five-level one is more than a thousand square meters, I don't know."