After the morning meeting, Qin Feng came to Director Wang's office.
The evening program team is just a small category within the TV station. Other office directors at the same level work in the same office as department members.
The department director is only a deputy department-level cadre in terms of classification, but Director Wang's office is a single room for his own use only, and the treatment is comparable to that of senior leaders.
Guanhai Municipal Television Station is affiliated to the Provincial Press, Publication, Radio, Film and Television Bureau and is a subordinate unit of it. Although it has a "city" in its name, it is actually a deputy department-level public institution.
In this crowded TV station, it is not easy to have a quiet place of your own where you can close the door and block the windows.
"Uncle Wang, are you looking for me?"
Qin Feng knocked on the door and entered the house, where he saw Director Wang drinking tea and reading the newspaper.
Director Wang’s real name is Wang Rengui, and he is forty-nine this year.
This name was given by his grandfather, who said that a comrade named Fugui had blocked bullets for him three times. The last time the two of them fought side by side was in Taierzhuang.
A grenade landed under their feet. Fugui reacted faster than him and pounced on it first.
In order to commemorate this good brother who didn't even know his last name, the two words "wealth and honor" were separated, and one was given to his son and the other to his grandson.
In his generation, people with the character ren are called rengui.
"Xiao Qin, come on, come and sit."
When Wang Rengui saw Qin Feng coming in, he put down the teapot 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 a bench and insisted that he sit on it.
He couldn't resist, so he had to sit in front of him.
Wang Rengui thought for a moment and said: "Let's talk about work first. There has been a lot of discussion among people recently. I told you clearly today that if this performance continues, our team will be disbanded at the end of the month."
Qin Feng was startled. Although the rumors were spread among colleagues, the nature of the rumors was different from those coming from the leader's mouth.
Wang Rengui saw Qin Feng's expression and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "Don't worry, I recognize your work level. Even if the department is disbanded, I'll go talk to the boss and there's no problem keeping you at the unit headquarters. . But the salary may not be as good as before, and the work will also go to logistics or operation and maintenance... It’s okay, I don’t have to run out to meet customers all day long.”
When Qin Feng heard this, his heart sank.
Based on his financial level, a salary cut or dismissal are actually the same, and he doesn't care about the salary anyway.
What makes this job worth remembering is the relationship he has had with 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 since the chat with Wang Anruo has made progress recently. If the department is disbanded, it means that I can no longer continue to work with Director Wang. Maybe this relationship will be broken over time...
No, we cannot let the department be disbanded!
There is still one month until the death countdown, and more than ten days until the department is disbanded. Once the department is disbanded, it will be a chronic death!
So Qin Feng frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and asked: "Uncle, is there nothing you can do?"
Wang Rengui sighed, "I've also heard rumors about me in the workplace, saying that I have a prominent family background and that I have great skills and eyesight in the entertainment industry... whether it's true or not."
"My temperament dictates that I don't like officialdom, so I don't have much popularity. It's just that people give me face because my brothers at home are officials and do business. In addition, I usually look down on the so-called chaos in the entertainment industry, let alone I will contact them. I don’t have much to do in more than ten days... So whether the department will be dissolved or not depends on the above and the performance in the next few days."
Qin Feng thought about it and felt relieved.
Director Wang's family is powerful, so he came to the TV station to be a small leader just for peace and enjoyment.
For the sake of the people under his command, occasionally contacting two second-tier stars as guests is already the most benevolent thing to do. In order to prevent the department from being disbanded, it goes against his heart to hire people everywhere in the entertainment industry.
He was vaguely aware that Director Wang hated celebrities in the entertainment industry, especially male celebrities with bad styles.
The atmosphere was a little stiff for a while, and Wang Rengui changed the subject and said with a smile: "Now that we've finished talking about work, let's talk about some personal matters... Did you and An Ruo talk well that day?"
"Miss Wang is a good girl. If I had known better, I wouldn't have chosen to meet at the noodle shop." Qin Feng smiled helplessly: "We often go to that place. It's good quality and cheap. But I forgot to ask Miss Wang what she likes to eat. , you should choose a place that the girl likes when going on a blind date."
Wang Rengui smiled and nodded. Hearing this, Qin Feng really thought his girl was good.
That's right, what father thinks his child is bad?
What's more, even in the eyes of passers-by, Wang Anruo is a top-notch beauty.
What man doesn’t like a woman who needs to be well-educated, good-looking, quiet, dignified and plump?
Xiao Qin's side seems to be settled, but now only the other side is left.
"Do you want a phone number from An?" Wang Rengui asked expectantly.
Qin Feng smiled: "Uncle Wang, we have long stopped using phone numbers. Now we all add WeChat."
"Oh, WeChat!" Wang Rengui shook his head and patted the back of his neck: "As you get older, you fall behind the times. I don't even know how to use WeChat. It's still convenient to call me if I need anything."
When Qin Feng heard this, he kept a close eye on him.
After we met for dinner that day and went for a walk in the park, Wang Anruo said, "In the end, your dad will push you, so why not make friends now."
But looking at Uncle Wang's appearance now, he doesn't look like he can add WeChat in a fussy way.
Um……
So who does it mean to add friends?
"Okay, okay!"
Wang Rengui patted his thigh, took a deep breath, sat up straight, and said several good words, but he didn't say them to Qin Feng, but seemed to be talking to himself.
I left my contact information and said there was a chance.
He took the small teacup used to entertain guests, added a cup of tea to Qin Feng, and handed it to his hand.
Qin Feng nodded and thanked him, very relaxed and natural, as if he was chatting with a family elder who he didn't often meet but had a good relationship with.
"Xiao Qin, since you have already talked about this with An Ruo, I am happy, but I also have to give you a few words of advice."
"Uncle, tell me."
"First, you are not allowed to tell anyone about the relationship between An Ruo and me. This matter is absolutely not allowed." Wang Rengui suddenly became solemn, his face was serious, and he became more majestic.
Wang Rengui's father is the chief of a certain place, and his grandfather is a veteran who fought in three rounds of war. From going to the battlefield to strategizing in the rear, he has seen a lot of blood. The spirit he inherited is not something that 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 he has a system in his heart as a trump card, so he will not be afraid in front of anyone.
Wang Rengui likes this kind of energy.
"Remember, you can't tell anyone." Wang Rengui asked again: "Have you told anyone else before you came in?"
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, nor anyone else."
You might have guessed something from the previous point, such as avoiding suspicion.
But this second one...
Qin Feng was also a little confused.
Looking at Qin Feng's slightly startled look, Wang Rengui was thoughtful.
His girl told him her real name, but she didn't say what she did for a living...it seemed like she didn't even mention her stage name.
As a result, the blind date that day went more smoothly than I thought.
"Okay, let's talk about this first." Wang Rengui said with a smile: "Be nice to An Ruo, I won't treat you badly!"
Qin Feng nodded and stood up: "Then I'll go back and get busy."
When he opened the door, Wang Rengui stopped him.
"Oh, by the way," he looked at Qin Feng and smiled meaningfully: "Write the manuscript tonight carefully!"
"Okay, uncle, please rest while I go to work."
After closing the door behind him, Qin Feng secretly thought about the meaning of Wang Rengui's last words.
Returning to his work station, Qin Feng began to polish tonight's manuscript.
The general content and direction were almost written yesterday, and the next step is to fill in some details.
It is said that the guest in the studio tonight is a female star.
"It would be nice if we knew who the guests are tonight." He murmured softly to the open Word document.
It works best if the lines and copywriting are tailor-made.
In the past, he always knew the identity of the guest, and then wrote scripts and lines that fit the personality based on the personality set up by the company contracted by the other party.
If you have a carefree character, your lines should not be too subtle. When a celebrity comes from a peasant background or has never gone to school, the words he speaks will be very polished and false.
In the past, he often didn't need to pay attention. The managers of artists who came to the evening show would take the initiative to come over and provide all kinds of information. They were afraid that the lines written by the program team would affect the image of their artists.
What can be said, who can mention it, who is not on good terms with whom, and who cannot be on the same stage with whom. In short, these people are very pretentious.
But the female star who was the guest today was mysterious, and no agency even came to negotiate in advance.
This made him a little embarrassed. If he wrote a manuscript that did not fit the persona of the guest, it would be a trivial matter and it would be nothing more than a salary cut. He was not short of money.
But if the fragile department were to fall apart and be canceled by the higher-ups, it would cost me my life if I lost this field job.
As a small copy editor, although his work is closely related to the guests who are guests in the evening, due to privacy protection and commercial confidentiality, he does not have access to the guests' personal information.
The information sent to him was only about the person's personality, and there was no name or anything like that.
Before the recording of the show begins, only insiders know which artist will be present to prevent information leakage and fans blocking the door.
"Female star...Female star..." Qin Feng looked at the document issued during the morning meeting on the computer screen. There were corresponding requirements in it: "The female guest has an excellent temperament, speaks and behaves appropriately, and the copywriting is required to be simple while also reflecting To show self-cultivation, it is best to show a bookish attitude."
It's very abstract, and the smaller the number of words, the harder it is to achieve, but it's easy for him.
Just need to find a reference.
So for no reason, Qin Feng thought of Wang Anruo.
"At first glance, she is dignified and quiet. These requirements are as if they were tailor-made for her."
Qin Feng sighed, then sat in front of the computer and started adding details to the outline.
With the support of level 10 writing, I can use the simplest language to describe the most exciting imagination and praise in my mind. I can finish the manuscript in less than an hour and finish it in one go.
He stretched and looked at the article on the computer screen with a smile.
