What celebrity wives hate is my vest and not me

Chapter 7 Who Wants to Add WeChat?

After the morning meeting, Qin Feng came to Director Wang's office.

The evening program group is just a small category in the TV station, and other office directors of the same level work in the same office with department members.

The department director is only a sub-section cadre in terms of classification, but Director Wang's office is a single room, which is only used by him, and the salary is comparable to that of senior leaders.

Guanhai City TV Station is affiliated to the Provincial Bureau of Press, Publication, Radio, Film and Television, and is its subordinate unit. Although it has a "city" in its name, it is solidly a deputy department-level institution.

It is not easy to have a clean place of your own where you can close the doors and block the windows in this mixed TV station.

"Uncle Wang, are you looking for me?"

Qin Feng knocked on the door and entered the room, and saw Director Wang drinking tea and reading the newspaper.

Director Wang's real name is Wang Rengui, and he is 49 this year.

The name was given by his grandfather, who said that a comrade in arms named Fugui had blocked bullets for him three times, and the last time the two fought side by side was in Taierzhuang.

A grenade landed under their feet, Fugui was quicker than him to react, and jumped on it first.

In order to commemorate this good brother who doesn't even know his surname, the words "fugui" were separated, and one was given to his son and the other to his grandson.

In his generation, the word Ren is called Rengui.

"Xiao Qin, come here, come and sit."

Seeing Qin Feng coming in, Wang Rengui put down the tea mug in his hand and waved to Qin Feng, with a smile unique to veteran cadres on his face.

Qin Feng closed the door smoothly, and Wang Rengui pulled up a bench and insisted on letting him sit on it.

He couldn't help it, so he had to sit in front of him.

Wang Rengui thought for a moment, and said, "Let's talk about work first. The people below are discussing it recently. I told you clearly today that according to this performance, our team will be disbanded at the end of the month."

Qin Feng was taken aback. Although it was rumored among colleagues, the nature of the rumor was different from that of the leader.

Seeing Qin Feng's expression, Wang Rengui patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "Don't worry, I approve of your work level. Even if the department is disbanded, I'll go tell the superiors that it's okay to keep you in the unit headquarters. .It’s just that the treatment may not be as good as before, and the work will also go to the logistics or operation and maintenance side...It’s okay, I don’t have to go out to meet customers all day.”

When Qin Feng heard this, his heart sank.

With his financial level, a salary cut and dismissal are actually the same, and he doesn't care about this salary anyway.

What makes this job worth nostalgic for him is the relationship with his colleagues for several years, and the fact that he can use the convenience of interviews to contact different women to trigger tasks.

Without this convenient job, the efficiency of obtaining points will be greatly reduced.

Especially the chat with Wang Anruo has made some progress recently. If the department is disbanded, it means that I can no longer work with Director Wang, and maybe this relationship will be broken as time goes by...

No, the department cannot be disbanded!

There is still one month until the countdown to death, and more than ten days until the department is disbanded. Once the department is disbanded, it will be a slow death!
So Qin Feng frowned slightly, thought for a while, and asked: "Uncle, is there nothing you can do?"

Wang Rengui sighed, "I've also heard rumors about me in the work unit, saying that I have a prominent family background, and that I have all-hands in the entertainment industry... right or wrong."

"It's because of my nature, I don't like those officialdom styles, so I don't have much popularity. It's just that everyone at home is giving me face for the sake of my brother being an official and doing business. In addition, I usually look down on the chaos of the so-called entertainment industry, let alone I will get in touch. In ten days, I don’t have much to do... So whether the department will be dissolved or not depends on the meaning of the above and the performance in the next few days.”

Qin Feng thought about it, but he was relieved.

Director Wang's family is powerful and powerful, and he came to the TV station to be a small leader for peace and enjoyment.

For the sake of his subordinates to occasionally contact two second-tier celebrities as guests, it is already the best of humanity. In order not to disband the department, it is against their conscience to invite people everywhere in the entertainment circle.

He vaguely noticed that Director Wang hated those stars in the entertainment circle, especially male stars with bad style.

The atmosphere was tense for a while, so Wang Rengui changed the subject and said with a smile, "We're done talking about work, let's talk about some personal matters...how did you chat with An Ruo that day?"

"Miss Wang is a good girl, if I knew it, I wouldn't choose to meet at the noodle restaurant." Qin Feng smiled helplessly: "We often go to that place, and the quality and price are also suitable for our appetite. But I forgot to ask Miss Wang what she likes to eat , you should choose a place that the girl likes for a blind date."

Wang Rengui nodded with a smile. Hearing this, Qin Feng really thinks his girl is good.

That's right, which father thinks his child is bad?
What's more, Wang Anruo is a top-notch beauty even in the eyes of passers-by.

You need to be self-restraining and self-cultivating, you need to have a good-looking appearance, a woman who is demure, dignified and plump, which man doesn't like it?

Xiao Qin's side seems to be settled, and now the other side is left.

"Ask An Ruo for a phone call?" Wang Rengui asked expectantly.

Qin Feng laughed: "Uncle Wang, we have long given up on phone numbers, and now we add WeChat."

"Oh, WeChat!" Wang Rengui shook his head and patted the back of his neck: "When you get old, you will fall behind. I can't even use WeChat. It's still convenient to call if I have anything to do."

Qin Feng was careful when he heard the words.

After we met and had dinner that day, after going for a stroll in the park, Wang Anruo said, "Anyway, I will be pushed to you by my dad in the end, why not add friends now."

But judging by Uncle Wang's appearance now, it doesn't look like he will add WeChat in a hurry.

Ok……

So who does it mean to be friends?

"Okay, okay!"

Wang Rengui patted his thigh, took a deep breath and sat up straight, and even said several good words, but he didn't say it to Qin Feng, but he seemed to be talking to himself.

I left my contact information, indicating that there is a play.

He brought a small teacup for entertaining guests, added a cup of tea to Qin Feng, and handed it to his hand.

Qin Feng nodded his thanks, very relaxed and natural, as if he was chatting with the elders of the family who he rarely met but had a good relationship with.

"Xiao Qin, since you've already talked to An Ruo about this, while Uncle is happy, I have to tell you a few words."

"Uncle, tell me."

"First, don't tell anyone about the relationship between An Ruo and me. This matter is absolutely not allowed." Wang Rengui suddenly became serious, his face was serious, and the majesty came up.

Wang Rengui's father is the head of a certain place, and his grandfather is a veteran who fought three rounds of war. From personally going to the battlefield to strategizing in the rear, he has seen a lot of blood. The inherited spirit is not something ordinary people can bear. living.

But Qin Feng is not an ordinary person after all, he has seen enough of the world in the past few years, and with the system in his heart as his trump card, he will not be afraid in front of anyone.

Wang Rengui likes this energy.

"Remember, you can't tell anyone." Wang Rengui asked again: "Before you entered the door, did you tell anyone?"

Qin Feng shook his head: "I know what to say and what not to say."

"Very good." Wang Rengui nodded and stretched out two fingers: "Second point, you can't tell anyone that An Ruo's name is Wang Anruo, and he is also anyone."

Maybe I can guess something a little earlier, such as avoiding suspicion.

But this second...

Qin Feng was also a little confused.

Seeing Qin Feng's slightly startled look, Wang Rengui was thoughtful.

My girl told him her real name, but she didn't say what kind of work she does... It seems that she didn't even mention her stage name.

In this way, the blind date that day went smoother than I thought.

"Okay, let's talk about this first." Wang Rengui smiled and said, "Be good with An Ruo, uncle can't treat you badly!"

Qin Feng nodded and got up: "Then I'll go back and do my work first."

When he opened the door, Wang Rengui stopped him.

"Oh, by the way," he looked at Qin Feng and smiled meaningfully: "Tonight's manuscript, write it well!"

"Okay, Uncle, you rest, I'll go to work."

Closing the door casually, Qin Feng secretly thought about what Wang Rengui's last sentence meant.

Back at his work station, Qin Feng began to polish the manuscript for tonight.

The general content and direction have been written almost yesterday, and the next step is to fill in some details.

It is said that the guest at the studio tonight is a female star.

"It would be great if I knew who the guests are tonight." He murmured softly into the open Word document.

It works best when the lines and copywriting are tailored.

In the past, he always knew the identity of the guest, and then wrote script lines that fit the personality according to the personality set up by the contracted company of the other party.

For a carefree character, the lines should not be too subtle.When a star from a farmer's background or has no schooling is a guest, the words spoken can be fake.

In the past, he often didn't pay attention, and the managers of the artists who came to the evening show would take the initiative to find them and provide all kinds of information, for fear that the lines written by the program team would affect the image of their artists.

What can be said, who can bring it up, who is at odds with whom, who can't be on the same stage with whom, in short, these people are very hypocritical.

But the female star who is the guest today is mysterious, and no agency company even came to negotiate in advance.

This made him feel a little bit difficult. If he wrote a manuscript that didn't fit the personality of other people's guests, it would be a trivial matter to be complained. It was nothing more than a salary cut, and he was not short of money.

However, if the precarious department fell apart and was canceled by the higher-ups, I would die if I lost this field job.

As a small copy editor, although his work is closely related to the guests who are guests at night, due to privacy protection and commercial confidentiality, he has no access to the personal information of the guests.

The information that was sent to him was only about the person, and there was no name or anything like that.

Before recording the show, only insiders knew which artist was going to be there, in order to prevent information leaks from being blocked by fans.

"Female star...female star..." Qin Feng looked at the document issued during the morning meeting on the computer screen, which contained the corresponding requirements: "The female guest has an excellent temperament, and her speech and behavior are decent. The copywriting requirements should be simple and reflect Show self-restraint, it is best to show bookishness."

It's very abstract, and the less the number of words, the more difficult it is to achieve, but it is very simple for him.

Just need to find a reference.

So for no reason, Qin Feng thought of Wang Anruo.

"At a glance, dignified and demure, these requests seem to be tailor-made for her."

Qin Feng was emotional, so he sat in front of the computer and began to add details to the outline.

With the blessing of level 10 writing, the most exciting imagination and praise in the mind can be described with the most concise language, and the manuscript is finished in less than an hour, in one go.

He stretched, smiled and looked at the article on the computer screen.

(End of this chapter)