Almighty Fat Goddess

Chapter 115
In the last ten seconds, all the programs on the radio station were over. She opened the playlist, and as usual, the songs were about to start playing, until the first program started tomorrow morning.

Seeing the playlist, Bai Feng showed a wicked smile, and deleted all other songs, leaving only a few songs by her artists such as "My Skate Shoes" and "Tianlu", and played them on a loop.

Qiao Jing turned off the headset and hugged Bai Feng excitedly.

"Mr. Bai, you are so awesome! This story is so well told. I was scared to death when I heard about the blood corpse just now, but the more I listened to it later, the better it sounded. Mr. Bai, what happened next? Do you have the Warring States Silk Book? Have you been tricked by that old man?"

Bai Feng smiled.

"Hehe, the story behind is going to be long. If you really want to know, just listen to it slowly. How boring is it to give you spoilers in advance?"

Qiao Jing showed a look of resentment, and she didn't ask any more questions.

The two left the radio station. Qiao Jing originally wanted to take a taxi back, but her mind was full of blood corpses and grave robbers. She was frightened and looked distressed, and looked at Bai Feng beggingly.

Helpless, Bai Feng drove the Aston Martin and had to take Qiao Jing home first, and then drove back to the University City Hotel.

At the same time, the girls' dormitory of a certain university in the university town was in a state of lamentation.

The four cute girls with big white legs tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, complaining while turning off the radio software on the phone.

"Hey, it's finally enjoyable to listen to, it's over after I say it..."

"Yeah, this "Evening Stories" has finally come up with a high-quality story, it's simply too enjoyable to listen to!"

"Xiaoyu, did you memorize which frequency just now? Remember it at 10 o'clock tomorrow night and listen to it!"

"Remember, Dabai Xiaojing, you can't be wrong, but if you still want to hear it, I've already recorded it!"

"Ah, really... Play it quickly and listen to it again!"

……

People say that it is women who are most afraid of watching ghost movies, but women are also the ones who love watching ghost movies the most. The ancients do not deceive me!
There are many people like them, among them the taxi drivers who work the night shift are the worst!
During this period of time, accidents are the least likely to occur, because the night is quiet, the moon and stars are scarce, and the streets are wide, so you can't bump into it even if you want to.

But it happened to be bad luck tonight. The traffic police on duty in the traffic police squadron kept receiving calls for help. Later, there was not enough manpower, so they called overnight to send more manpower.

After a question, they were dumbfounded. There were more than a dozen traffic accidents, either hitting a curb or hitting a utility pole. The reasons were all the same, all because of listening to a radio program called "Evening Stories".

It directly made these traffic police uncles also become curious about this program, and changed the promotional advertisement overnight.

It was originally called 'Don't drink and drive, and don't drink while driving', but now it has been directly changed to 'Be careful when driving' and 'Don't listen to notes on tomb robbers'!
When Baifeng woke up the next day, there were more people discussing this program in the store. She was still in the coma stage when she just woke up, so she listened to the guests who knew each other in the lobby and started discussing.

"Old Li, last night the radio went crazy, and my conscience found out that a story called "Tomb Raiders Notes" was played, have you listened to it?"

"Nonsense, it's not like you don't know about my insomnia, Lao Li. I usually point to the radio to hypnotize me. It turns out that I always put infertility. Ghost stories, listen to some friction and uneasy Divine Comedy in the second half of the night, even though you still suffer from insomnia, but you are mentally at ease!"

These two old men are regular customers in Baifeng's store, both retired veteran cadres, they like to drink a few sips, but baijiu is harmful to their health, and there is no good place to go.

The old women can still dance in the square, so gentlemen like them naturally disdain to go to the square to make do with it, so they naturally go to the Baifeng shop. They already have money, and their children are even richer.

The two of them must come almost every day, and the conversation was lively at the moment, and the diners next to them couldn't help but interrupted to chat.

"Old man, so you guys also listened to the "Evening Story" last night? Oh, it's really amazing, but it's a pity that I only talked for two hours. In order to know what's going on with the silk book behind it, I was stunned all night. Sleep well!"

The two old men laughed and chatted with this fellow man.

"Oh, the plot of this story is really exciting. It's much better than the messy ghost catching and fighting gods before. It makes me feel like I've descended into a tomb!"

"Yes, yes, I checked last night, and there is no such story on the Internet at all. Alas, I originally wanted to download it and watch it on my phone. It seems that I can only listen to it on the radio every day!"

"By the way, what is the host's name?"

"Dabai Xiaojing!"

"No, it's Dabai!"

"No, Dabai Xiaojing!"

"Big White!"

"Dabai Xiaojing!"

……

Bai Feng was enjoying listening to it, who knew that the two old men, who were still in harmony just now, almost started fighting over who the host was.

She couldn't help smiling, and went to the office of Longfeng Chengxiang Culture and Entertainment Co., Ltd. on the fourth floor.

Tang Long was sniffing the red wine with his eyes closed in enjoyment, when he suddenly smelled a scent, frowned, opened his eyes unconsciously, and saw Bai Feng's expression of wanting to eat people.

"Don't be ashamed, let me warn you one last time, if you go to the wine cellar to steal wine, I will buy a Tibetan mastiff and tie it to the wine cellar!"

Tang Long was a little embarrassed to be caught and stolen several times, but after being with Bai Feng for a long time, he won the true biography of Qian Chuanzi, so he immediately learned to be shameless. What is face?Can I eat or drink?You can neither eat nor drink, so what's the use of it?

So immediately it was just a sneer and a smirk, took a sip of the red wine in the glass, and looked at Bai Feng with a smile.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, come, come, let Tang shamelessly see, whose flower girl is this, who is not cared about by a good restaurant, but not by a big entertainment company, and actually went to a radio station to be an anchor, oh my! Yeah... you said that if the news is known to the reporter, why not just post it on Weibo?"

"You...how did you know I went to the radio station?"

"Hey, Brother Long, in society, you don't talk too much! Don't look at Brother Long all day long, but Brother Long's eyes are bright. Besides, it doesn't matter if you call yourself Dabai on the show, I can still hear that voice not come out?"

Bai Feng was taken aback curiously, but showed disdain.

"Hey, you old man still listens to the radio, and it's at midnight, so it's not like you're infertile, so you want to call and ask about your symptoms? Or is it frequent urination, urgency, and incessant urination?"

Tang Long was furious.

"Hey, don't curse me, even if I'm infertile, you'll be heartbroken!"

"Why do I?"

"Because you are my wife, I can't bear children, so naturally you can't get pregnant either!"

Just as Bai Feng was about to slap him, he suddenly showed a sinister smile.

"Hehe, even if I'm your wife, it doesn't mean I won't be able to conceive if you're infertile."

Taking advantage of his mouth, naturally he would not let Tang Long talk nonsense, and directly slapped the table to change his breath.

"Stop talking nonsense, why are big men talking so much nonsense, how is the company doing recently? How is the status of its artists?"

(End of this chapter)