Age Fubao: Be a group pet in the cannon fodder home

Chapter 1560 Ratings

Before the ratings came out, Qin Zhihan was drinking tea in the office.

He likes this, and feels uncomfortable if he doesn't drink for a day.

Qin Zhihan doesn't like drinking coffee recently among the young people. What kind of bullshit is it?

Anyone who asked Qin Zhihan for work in the past knew that giving him money and good tea was quite effective.

Recently, because of the popularity of "New National Singing", Qin Zhihan calculated his bonus, gritted his teeth and bought a new tea set with a discharge kettle on it.

Every time the secretary made a clumsy temperature mistake, Qin Zhihan simply did it himself.

Just after making a pot of tea, the secretary opened the door and came in.

Seeing what Qin Zhihan was doing, he withdrew again.

Qin Zhihan frowned, "Come back! What are you doing?"

The secretary came in with a bitter face, "Leader...how about I come in after you finish your tea?"

"What do you mean? What's the matter, my drinking tea prevents you from reporting to work?"

Qin Zhihan spoke bluntly, the secretary had long been used to it, and with the documents in his elbow, he was in a dilemma.

"No, it's just the ratings..."

Qin Zhihan put on a stiff face, "Does it have something to do with my tea? It's really dog ​​meat buns that can't be on the table, so come in and have a good talk."

The secretary was used to being scolded, she curled her lips inwardly, with no expression on her face, she simply bit the bullet and entered the office, but did not close the door.

"Tell me, what happened to the ratings? The ratings of our show have gone down?"

"No, no." The secretary hurriedly reported, "It's 0.5% higher than last week."

Regardless of the fact that it is only 0.5% higher, on the basis of the national population base, that is an increase of hundreds of thousands of viewers.

This number is not bad, but Qin Zhihan is a little dissatisfied.

With all the news recently, why are there so many people?
Still, it's progress.

He asked the secretary, "Then why are you acting like a thief?"

The secretary hesitated for a moment, but said nothing. Qin Zhihan took a sip of tea slowly, squinted at the secretary, and motioned her to speak quickly so as not to waste time.

The secretary gritted her teeth, "Well... the ratings of "Super Brain" have also been counted."

Anyway, he retracted his head with a knife, and stretched his head with a knife, and the secretary went all out.

"0.1% higher than ours."

Qin Zhihan spit out a mouthful of tea, but luckily the secretary was prepared and dodged to the side.

"Can you say that again?"

Qin Zhihan didn't even have time to wipe the tea foam from his mouth, and stared at the secretary in disbelief, his eyes wishing to protrude.

"Fart, their crap shows don't even have any splashes, can they be higher than us?"

The secretary was almost splashed by Qin Zhihan's saliva and coughed.

"I don't know about this either. After all, I only get statistics here."

"Get out! You dare to report without checking the data, how do you do things?"

The secretary who was kicked out took a deep breath, wiped the hem of his clothes that had still been accidentally stained with two drops of tea, and at this moment he very much agreed with Mo Dong's decision.

I don't know how that senior endured Qin Zhihan for so many years.

I heard that she was doing very well in Xiangdao, alas, why didn't I have such a good life.

The statistics over there were checked again and again, and finally the news came back.

"The data is fine."

The secretary didn't even go to the office and made a phone call to tell the leader about it.

Qin Zhihan never came out of the house.

For the first time, he postponed his off-duty time for an hour, and finally left the TV station after everyone had almost left.

As soon as he walked to the door, he was suddenly surrounded by a group of reporters who had been ambushing here for a long time.

"Mr. Qin, do you know the ratings of "Super Brain"?"

(End of this chapter)