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Chapter 135 Do You Think Our Boss Is Gay
"Star reality show?"

After several people returned to the office, Fat Brother shared his thoughts, and Zhao Hong immediately felt that Fat Brother's idea was really creative, and he was fascinated by thinking about it while holding the teapot in his hand.

"Yeah, Mr. Zhao, think about it, now the audiences of star reality shows think it's too fake, just those few times, the audiences are already tired of it.

It’s different when we target celebrity fathers. Let celebrity fathers bring their children on the show together, and the children will not lie. You will know what your favorite celebrity is like in private, as soon as you go on the show? "

"Well, it's interesting! But this type of program doesn't exist in China yet, and the risk is a bit high!"

After Fat Brother’s explanation, Zhao Hong understood a little bit, but he wanted to respond to the call from above to innovate, but he didn’t want to take any risks.

"Come, come, how about trying my tea! And then?"

Zhao Hong wanted Fat Brother to continue talking, but Fat Brother picked up the cup with a smile and did not speak again.

Variety shows are like a tree, and creativity is like a trunk, but if Fat Brother adds all the branches and leaves, and Zhao Hong chops them down with an axe, he will be a pig.

Seeing this, Zhao Hong immediately understood what Fat Brother meant, and said after thinking about it for a while, "Why don't we have a separation between production and broadcasting?"

"sure!"

Fat Brother was worried and didn't know how to speak, Zhao Hong's suggestion was exactly what he wanted.

It doesn't matter whether it's selling a plan or co-recording, once the shooting starts, Fat Brother will definitely be overwhelmed by CCTV, and Fat Brother will have the initiative to sell the finished product directly.

Seeing that the fat brother agreed so readily, Zhao Hong felt that he had lost money again, and there was a kind of remorse that the boss agreed to very happily after haggling the price...

Seeing that the two of them had finalized the matter in a few words, Dai Zhiyang on the side hurriedly said, "Then, Mr. Zhao, when will we sign the contract?"

"The contract will be signed in two days. You guys should shoot it first. If you need our help, just mention it!"

Zhao Hong said haha, if I sign an agreement with you, when the time comes, your film will be as bad as shit, won’t I still have to spend money to buy it?
"Old Dai, when we go back, let's pick a candidate. We'll give priority to this matter. Please contact me..."

"You don't really intend to shoot, do you?"

"Of course I shoot!"

"That Zhao Hong is just talking nonsense and running the train, you didn't realize it? What if he doesn't want to be photographed?"

"Him? He's not the only TV station in the country!"

Dai Zhiyang still feels that this matter is not safe, and it is too hasty to not find a good next home. Once the project is approved, it will be worth real money.

"Don't panic, I'm good at this!"

Fat Brother said leisurely.

Before boarding the plane, he called Miss Han again, but he still didn't answer. The fat brother can only know that she is still alive through text messages and voice messages from her...

It feels really empty without a woman in the house!
But this woman is useless, she can't cook, she can't procrastinate, how comfortable she is alone!Fat Brother quickly analyzed the pros and cons wittily.

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Feng Qiu has always felt that she is an introverted person, and she has been a loner all these years in the bar. After signing the studio, not only did she disrupt her original rhythm of life, but she was also surrounded by these people all day long. The sound of chirping.

Feng Qiu, do you want me to order takeaway for you?
Sister Qiu, try my chicken wings!
Feng Qiu will show you a picture of my baby, isn’t it cute?Hurry up too!

Sister Qiu, do you have any cute single ladies? The three generations of our family have passed down the singles to me and I can't stop it!

As soon as the fat brother entered the studio the next day, he heard Gu Panruo's crazily heart-piercing and incomparably magical laughter from inside: Sister Qiu, do you think our boss is gay?Ha ha ha ha!
"Cough cough!"

Seeing the dark-faced fat guy come in, the others immediately stopped their smiles and began to work seriously, Feng Qiu even coughed twice to remind Gu Xiaopan to shut up quickly.

It's a pity that Gu Pan's comprehension is a bit weak.

"Gu Pan, come to my office."

The fat brother walked past Gu Pan expressionlessly and said lightly.

After a few minutes.

"Sister Qiu, the boss let you in."

Gu Pan came out of Fat Brother's office with a sad face.

It's over!I'm so old, why can't I control my mouth, and gossip about the boss behind my back!Feng Qiu thought something was wrong.

It took Feng Qiu a little longer to go in, and when he came out, his eyes were red, and everyone immediately surrounded him.

"What happened to Miss Qiu? The boss scolded you?"

"Did Brother Fat beat you to tears?"

Seeing the anxious and worried looks of the crowd, Feng Qiu burst into tears, holding a leather bag in his hand.

"The boss just fired you?!"

When Gu Pan saw this, he covered his mouth and couldn't believe it.

"Humph!"

Fat guy opened the office door, saw the crowd outside with a cold snort and walked outside, Xinghuo had urged him several times in the past few days.

"No, no, I, I'm going to release an album!"

Feng Qiu announced the good news with a smile in his tears.

She has been waiting for this moment for almost 20 years!

Only she herself knows how she has survived these 20 years. When she was young, she pursued her dreams desperately, and she has an almost pilgrimage-like piety when facing singing!

Countless people advised her to change careers, to settle down and find a man to marry, and to bow to the reality, but she persisted!

It's just that she no longer talks about her dream but buries it deeply in her heart, singing quietly, waiting for the day when her dream will bloom, when it comes, she finally waits for it!

The fat guy who was waiting for the elevator heard the cheers coming from the studio, and the corner of his mouth curled into a smile.

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"Boss, you are finally back!"

As soon as the bearded Zhao Qizhi saw the fat man, he immediately stretched out his greasy claws to grab the fat man's clothes, but the fat man moved away nimbly.

"Why is it so urgent? A few calls a day, the devil is here?"

The fat man frowned and wondered.

"Counter-Strike! Counter-Strike, boss! The global server will be opened soon! Have you forgotten?!"

Zhao Qizhi was on the verge of crying, Boss Xindao, are you stupid for singing...

"How is it possible! Of course I remember! Don't talk nonsense!"

After finishing speaking, he asked in a low voice: "What date will the server be opened?"

"Tomorrow! You really forgot, right?"

Zhao Qizhi said that he had nothing to love.

tomorrow? !
Don't panic, don't panic, hold on!
"Has the global ranking been added?"

"add……"

Zhao Qizhi said that he was going to die.

"Show nationality?"

"Um……"

Continue to be out of breath.

"The announcement of the Global Kings Tournament has also been released?"

Zhao Qizhi scratched his itchy head and nodded: "The only thing that matters is the bonus."

"Bonuses? Tsk! This is a big deal, I have to think about it."

The fat guy rubbed his chin and rolled his eyeballs.

"Boss, I have to remind you that our game is open to the world, especially there are many American players, so don't be too picky!"

Zhao Qizhi was afraid that the boss who picked up the search would do something embarrassing and embarrassing.

"Am I that kind of stingy person! How much bonus do you think is more attractive?"

Fat Brother is really not sure.

"I think at least 200 million, dollars!"

"Two million dollars?! It's almost 200 million yuan! Zhao Qizhi, when did you become so inflated!"

Fat Brother was dumbfounded when he heard this, he earned such a little bit from a super-platinum album, and it was still before tax.

"Boss, global competitions! Global competitions! There are too few, you are so shameful, but you have really thrown it all over the world!"

Zhao Qizhi said earnestly.

"Okay, okay, let me ask!"

The fat brother waved his hands with a headache.

Sitting in the car, Fat Brother looked up at the sky for a while, and stared at the treetops in the distance in a daze for a while, patted his cheek and dialed Mr. Pan of Xigua.com.

"President Pan, I don't think so! Is the business okay recently?"

"Hey, little thing! Are you interested in sponsoring our Counter-Strike Global Kings Tournament?"

"$200 million!"

"Of course it's US dollars! Global competition, Brother Pan! It's too small, it's a shame, but it's thrown to the whole world!"

On the other end of the phone, Boss Pan couldn't laugh or cry: "We at Xigua.com may not be able to afford to lose this person..."

"No! What do you mean, Old Pan?"

The fat brother was confused, the Chinese language is so broad and profound.

(End of this chapter)