There are differences between men and women, and the talkative guy will definitely not be able to live with me for a long time. So that night, I spent a lot of money to buy several sets of famous brands for the little rebel, and then handed the little chatterbox to the little rebel and Guo Jiayi.
That night I received a total of eight calls from the little rebel, all of whom complained about the little chatterbox.
For the first six calls, the little rebel just complained, but for the seventh call, he went crazy!
The last one, the little rebel is already crying!
As the boss, I just calmly said I understand, then hung up the phone and lay down to sleep with peace of mind.
When the last call came, I calmly said a salary increase, and the little rebel immediately shut up.
Hand over the little chatterbox and everything will be fine.
The next day I directly chose to rest at home, and the two young masters and the little girl continued to torture each other.
At around nine o'clock, I received a call and went out to pick up a wave of visitors.
On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the headquarters will hold the grandest and grandest comprehensive competition award ceremony.
As a person who creates history, I naturally need to be highlighted and praised.
This is the so-called creation of gods!
Therefore, this important interview is here!
The person who interviewed me was the number one female reporter from the General Office of Publicity and Publicity of the headquarters.
Luo Yan!
This is the real first lady of the headquarters’ propaganda!
There must be someone in a highly publicized position like the first sister of Wenxuan, and the person riding or pressing on it must be at least the vice president of the headquarters!
Don't underestimate a vice president of the headquarters. In a headquarters with millions of people, a vice president is so powerful that he can cover the sky with one hand. ap.
"This is too simple. Is this a place for people to live?"
As soon as the electric door of the luxury interview car was opened, Sister Luo said these words. The Northeastern dialect full of dirt and dirt came out, making people feel uncomfortable out of thin air.
The first sister takes action, the team is naturally the best, and the equipment is also the most complete.
Seven or eight people immediately got out of the two cars next to them, spread thick carpets on the snow, and quickly arranged the surrounding scenery.
From the beginning to the end, Sister Luo, the host of Shenzhou TV station, was sitting in the luxury nanny car, reading the manuscript and talking on the phone, without even looking at me, the savior of the headquarters.
The makeup artist knelt beside her and carefully touched up makeup for Sister Luo. Even though she was being scolded by Sister Luo to the point of being worse than a pig or a dog, she still fawned over her with a shy smile.
After the cameraman finished shooting the exterior scenes of Fangzhou's family area, the group director then respectfully stepped forward to ask Luan Jia to welcome Sister Luo to the stage.
"Why did you choose this place? These are all buildings from the last century. They are too ugly. They are not photogenic at all. I want to interview here and it will make me look ugly. If this is broadcast, I won't be able to see anyone."
"Hurry up and change places for me."
The location for the exterior interview was downstairs in the family area. Next door was a large, snowy and rotten open space. Next to it was a warehouse that was about to fall apart. The garage had long since collapsed and was in a state of decay.
"No."
"I won't go."
Sister Luo Yi lost her temper, threw the microphone into the director's hand, and turned around to get back in the car.
The director showed a bit of embarrassment, smiled at me and apologized, then walked up to Sister Luo and whispered softly, detailing the importance of this interview and saying that it would only take a few minutes.
It wasn't until she heard that Tang Anjun was attaching great importance to it that Sister Luo reluctantly got out of the car. She stepped on the carpet in front of me with a disgusted face, raised the microphone to me and started to read the script!
"Contestant No. 444, how did you come up with the idea of solving this global problem in Humaling?"
As soon as the camera moved from Sister Luo to me, Sister Luo immediately stopped smiling and turned around with a look of indifference, frost and disgust on her face.
"Assistant Child, Assistant Child, it's your turn..."
"Assistant Child. Assistant Child..."
I deliberately did not respond to the interview and ignored the director.
Naturally, the director saw my displeasure and hurriedly came over to hand me a cigarette and light a fire to make up for it with a smile: "Just now Luo Ke
She just came back from abroad after giving birth and is a little out of shape. Don’t argue with her... For my sake, let’s keep this interview..."
"Having a baby? It's a son, right?"
The director immediately gave me a thumbs up.
I blew out the smoke at the director: "Which boss in the headquarters is a bastard? What fool is willing to be the Green Lantern?"
"For such a big cuckold, I have to give it to Xuan Bing no matter what."
Hearing this, the director took a deep breath, looked at me in horror, winked at me crazily, and bowed to me with his hands clasped together.
"Assistant Tong, one of your five competitions is encrypted and one is top secret. I know the stakes, but Roko doesn't understand..."
"Please help me, don't make things difficult for me, a little kid. If I screw up, I will have no choice but to go to the Philippines."
"I will be the host at the Summer Palace in the evening."
Seeing the director's smile that was worse than crying, I dropped my cigarette butts with drooping eyelids.
The director let out a long sigh of relief, bowed to me crazily, and burst into tears of gratitude.
"The conquest of the Humaling Tunnel would not have been possible without the correct leadership of Mr. Tang Anjun, Mr. Tangzhuang, and Mr. Chihuazhuang, not to mention the construction workers working on the front lines of the Humaling Tunnel..."
After Ma Liu finished speaking, I was about to turn around and leave, but the director stopped me again and tried to persuade me.
I couldn't bear to listen to the difficult director and the red lights from the cold, so I patiently responded to two more verbal questions.
When I was about to take the panoramic interview footage, Sister Luo suddenly said something to me: "Assistant Tong. You are already twenty-seven years old and you are still staying in Fangzhou. What do you think?"
I pursed my lips and said calmly: "Some people at my age have already died. Why don't the Los Angeles University reporters die?"
All of a sudden, the lighting engineer's lighting board fell sideways!
The director was so frightened that his cigarette dropped to the ground.
Sister Luo Yi was stunned on the spot, looking at me in surprise. Suddenly her face changed color and her eyebrows stood up and she screamed: "What do you mean? Who are you scolding? You are a piece of shit. Apologize to me immediately, otherwise don't blame me." You’re welcome.”
I curled my lips and said, "You have five minutes to apologize. Otherwise, I'll slap you in the mouth."
Sister Luo Yi was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Just wait for me."
After twisting around in the nanny car, Sister Luo picked up the phone and started dialing. When she finished, she burst into tears.
