Just listen to the polite words.
Qin Feng asked the shopping guide to wrap the shoes he bought, cut off all the price tags, and wrapped them into a gift box with packaging that girls would like. He put it under his arm and happily went out. .
The bustling shopping mall is still full of couples, holding hands and feeling very comfortable.
On summer nights, girls look so beautiful in short skirts and shorts. There are even street photography anchors walking around with their mobile phones to take pictures. In the center of the bench, where the crowd is watching, a selfie stick stands on the ground, next to a simple The lighting device and Mao Buyi's songs were melodious and melodious, as if he was giving a glass of wine to himself tomorrow.
The park next to it faces the lake. It is densely wooded and somewhat eerie, but it is a good place for lovers to have a tryst.
Wang Anruo, who passed by in a Porsche 718 ten minutes ago, was looking at the vague figures in the woods while waiting for the red light, her cheeks rosy and imaginative.
Ten minutes later, Qin Feng, who walked through the woods with a gift box under his arm, stretched his waist with a yearning smile on his lips.
Chen Yu, who was on the phone in the bedroom of the villa where he was staying, was very confused.
"The surveillance is not working? How could Quancheng TV station's surveillance not be working at such a critical time today?"
He paced back and forth in the bedroom, feeling a little bored. Even after taking off his coat, he still felt as if a tuft of hair had grown on his back, making him feel warm. Only then did he realize that the air conditioner was not on and the windows were closed.
He turned on the air conditioner and sat on the bed. A message tone sounded on the tablet beside the bed.
He opened it and saw that it was the surveillance video that he had ordered to check. The time period happened to be when he stayed at Quancheng TV Station after Director Chen left at noon.
It's just that the surveillance video picture is rough and low-quality, with snowflakes in it, just like the scratched disc inserted into a DVD in the disc era more than ten years ago.
Chen Yu was still young when DVDs were used, but he was still deeply impressed by the discs.
What he watched most was "Farewell My Concubine". There were many discs in the cabinet at home, most of which were bought by Director Chen from Pai Gu in Shenzhen at that time. It is said that no matter what foreign movies are not popular, he can buy them at his place Got it.
Chen Yu sighed, took the phone away from his ear, and whispered softly: "If it's not an actor, then who is it..."
Although the bad news is that monitoring is difficult to use, there is good news.
"Mr. Chen, in addition to your crew coming to our TV station that day, there are also representatives from some local TV stations... I will send you the information."
Chen Yu responded and hung up the phone.
He looked at the resumes and information one by one, especially the ID photos on them, and frowned as he looked through them.
If you have connections, you can do whatever you want. ID information, resumes, etc. are supposed to be protected by privacy laws, but if Chen Yu wants to check, he can easily retrieve these things.
When he turned to the information about the representative of Guanhai City, his expression was startled, and then turned into joy.
"Qin Feng, twenty-five...no, just passed his twenty-sixth birthday!" Chen Yu held the tablet excitedly: "I found you!"
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The next day, Qin Feng got up early.
This morning he was going to attend the award ceremony. After that, he would have lunch and then go back to watch the sea in the afternoon.
After walking around in Quancheng, there were many scenic spots that he wanted to visit but didn't have time to visit. He planned to go back to Station B to make a guide after returning to Guanhai, and then come back to take a good look around during the opening ceremony.
"Just don't go back empty-handed."
I took a taxi and arrived at the entrance of Quancheng TV Station, muttering to myself as I walked inside.
"Let's get a participation award! There are twelve local stations in total, one for first, second and third place, and seven participation awards... If I can't even make it into the top ten, Uncle Wang won't say anything when I go back, Qu Can’t you steal me?”
Qin Feng looked at the watch on his wrist and smiled bitterly: "What if the watch is taken back?"
In his mind, he still felt that this watch was given by Uncle Wang.
But despite saying so, the participation award should be stable. If you can't win first and second place, how can you not win tenth place? !
"The information An Ruo helped me compile is still very useful. Although the time to prepare for becoming a monk halfway is too short, it only needs to be comparable to the ones from the bottom."
Zhao Ming said in the work group last night that he inquired and found that some local stations were still using last year's plan, making variety shows not like variety shows and talk shows not like talk shows.
But Qin Feng is afraid that the TVB's vision will be better in the province. After all, turn on the TV and see, what kind of base camp and challenge show are they in his own province?
"My mother's field grass".
"Are you the representative of Guanhai City? Please come in."
Qin Feng sat down in the arranged seat. The entire award ceremony was like a college dance, with a stage in the middle and rows of seats all around.
Qin Feng was sitting in the front row, and many people had already arrived.
The hosts stood on the stage, two men and one woman, all pillars of the provincial station. Being invited to be the host today shows that the provincial station attaches great importance to this matter.
It wasn't until Qin Feng saw the nameplates of directors of other local TV stations on a certain seat that he realized that he seemed to have underestimated the importance that local TV stations attached to this provincial event.
"No wonder Director Qu even found someone to do my normal work when I was preparing to participate in the competition. He was afraid that I would be distracted."
Qin Feng lowered his head and murmured, and then the lights suddenly dimmed, the spotlight shone in the center of the stage, loud lyrics sounded, and the awards ceremony officially began.
If it were just an award ceremony, and the top three winners stood at the top, it would be over in less than half an hour.
The most time-consuming part of all such grand ceremonies is the leader's speech.
"Hello, this is your participation award, please take it."
While the leader was giving a passionate speech on the stage, a slight commotion came from the outside of the row where Qin Feng was sitting.
Two staff members in suits and ties leaned over with work badges hanging around their necks and a pile of medals and certificates in their arms, handing out participation awards one by one.
Only then did Qin Feng realize that his row was all representatives of local TV stations.
"Okay, thank you."
"This is yours, take it."
Winning the participation award means that there is no need to go on stage. Some are happy and some are worried. There are many who have not won the award before and have improved this year, and there are also those who lost the first place last year.
As a result, it was sent to Qin Feng's side and disappeared.
Qin Feng's eyes were stunned.
ah?
I am really ranked twelfth out of six couples?
Like Qin Feng, there were also those who saw the staff who were handing out awards quickly leaving with grim and painful expressions on their faces, while there were also colleagues nearby who quickly spoke out to comfort them, as if everything was a foregone conclusion.
Qin Feng felt a little uncomfortable. To be honest, his lowest expectations were disappointed. Anyone would feel uncomfortable if he put it on him.
"Thank you, Director Du, for your speech. Now let's start our award ceremony. The third place is Jiangcheng TV Station, the second place is Quancheng Local TV Station, and the first place... Guanhai TV Station!"
Thunderous applause sounded, and Qin Feng also applauded. After clapping twice, he was shocked to realize that the first place seemed familiar.
The spotlights suddenly gathered in. Qin Fengren was still confused, but his physical fitness allowed him to instinctively stand up and walk onto the stage, bowing slightly to the audience, showing elegance in his movements.
The microphone was handed to his mouth. Qin Feng's brain was thinking whether he might have heard wrongly, but when he opened his mouth, his voice was calm and magnetic.
"Thank you all. To receive this award today, I would first like to thank the Provincial Satellite TV for providing the stage, and secondly, the leaders of Guanhai TV..."
After finishing his speech, with a heavy medal hanging around his neck, a certificate and flowers in his arms, he walked off the stage and sat back down amidst the applause that had lasted for two minutes. Qin Feng's brain still hadn't recovered.
The perfect performance and speech just now were actually subconscious actions without thinking. Even he himself found it incredible that a level 10 thinking ability could achieve this level.
He looked down at the certificate in his hand, which said "First place in the XX competition Guanhai TV", and then he realized that everything was true.
"Congratulations, Mr. Qin Feng." Suddenly, a familiar congratulation came from the side, "As far as I know, this should be the best result in the history of Guanhai City TV Station."
Qin Feng turned to look at the man. Chen Yu sat next to him at some point, smiling and applauding: "Congratulations, you have created the history of your organization."
Then he handed his business card to Qin Feng: "We met yesterday, but we didn't have time to introduce ourselves... My name is Chen Yu. Thank you for playing with me yesterday. I benefited a lot."
Qin Feng took the business card and looked at the logo of Capital Film Academy on it. After searching in his mind for a while, he suddenly realized who this person was.
Chen Yu, whose surname is Chen.
Chen Yu suppressed his smile and said solemnly: "Mr. Qin Feng, do you have time for a drink?"
"No, I have to catch the afternoon train back to Guanhai."
Qin Feng accepted the business card and squinted his eyes, seeming to be thinking about the meaning behind this matter.
He smiled and said: "I said yesterday that we will definitely have a chance to meet again."
"yes."
"So today won't be the last time."
"Hmm... Okay then." Chen Yu seemed to remember his father's warning about how to interact with and get acquainted with people. He restrained his smile and said seriously: "If you have anything, you can call me. I'm here on the peninsula. I still have some friends."
Qin Feng tilted his head slightly, waiting for his next words.
Chen Yu turned around and smiled, "I just hope that next time I chat with Mr. Qin Feng, it will be at the wine table... let's have a drink together."
It felt so familiar. Qin Feng smiled and nodded. He was indeed a father and son.
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The award ceremony was over, and Qin Feng rushed back to the hotel to enjoy his last lunch.
He would check out after twelve o'clock. At that time, he would go to a non-smoking Internet cafe near the station to hang out for a while, and his short trip to Quancheng would be over.
This visit can be regarded as a start for the startup ceremony. At least for a short stay, the temptation left by Quancheng is not small.
"Especially Daming Lake where there are no mosquitoes."
Qin Feng was lying on the soft bed in the hotel, with a gift box containing high heels next to him.
He suddenly had an idea and opened the chat box with Wang Anruo with a smile.
"guess what is this."
He took a photo of the gift box and sent it.
"A gift for me?"
"Of course it's for you, I want you to guess what's inside."
"Didn't you bring anything for my dad and the others? And your colleagues."
Qin Feng looked at the messages in the chat box and felt warm in his heart.
Wang Anruo didn't pay attention to the gift for her first, but was concerned about whether she had brought one to her colleagues.
This should have been his own business, a matter of maintaining his connections, but Wang Anruo actually felt that these were more important than bringing gifts to himself!
Qin Feng smiled slightly and patted the miscellaneous pastries on the bedside that totaled three to four hundred yuan: "I've prepared them for them. I'll go back and buy Uncle Wang's gifts. You won't forget about the weekend, right?"
Wang Anruo, who was resting in the hotel, lay on the bedside with a blush on his face, thinking how could he forget?
Looking forward to it very much!
She dangled her feet on the edge of the bed, clicked on the first photo, and was suddenly stunned.
Maybe Qin Feng is a man, so he finds it a bit difficult to guess, but he wears high heels every day, how could he not recognize that it is a shoe box?
A pair of high heels?
Wang Anruo suddenly turned over and sat up, holding the phone to his chest, feeling his heartbeat pounding.
No way, right?
Didn’t I buy it for my girlfriend?
