Seeing that He Wenhui was being manipulated again, Yu Qiuhua finally felt relieved.
She gently patted He Wenhui on the shoulder and said: "This time it's not Mom who's looking for trouble, it's Liu Hongchang who went too far. Look, our house is so smelly, how can we live in it in the future?"
"...Then, what should we do?" He Wenhui felt something was wrong.
Yu Qiuhua said coldly: "Good girl, since the police station can't control Liu Hongchang, let's go to the TV station to expose him. Isn't Ningzhou City TV station currently producing the program "Xiaoting Helps"?
The female host Guan Tingting helps people solve their problems everywhere.
We can also ask her for help! "
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The next day.
It was just five o'clock when the He family rushed out of the house.
I can't help it, the room is really smelly.
Breathing in the cold fresh air, Yu Qiuhua held the big camphor tree and vomited, almost spitting out the bile.
After a long time, she was finally able to breathe freely. She looked at He Wenhui who was also vomiting and said, "Daughter, look, we only stayed here for one night and it almost killed our whole family. If this continues, my wife will I’m afraid I won’t be able to bear it anymore.”
"Yes, if we ask Liu Hongchang for four houses, can he give them to us?" He Wenhui felt that Yu Qiuhua was going too far.
Nowadays, a house costs at least 2,000 yuan, and four houses cost nearly 10,000 yuan. Liu Hongchang was not taken advantage of.
"Look, your sister, two brothers, and me, each of the four of us has to have a house, so that means four houses. Besides, Liu Hongchang didn't build those houses with his own money." Yu Qiuhua said ruthlessly Giving He Wenhui a hard look, she felt that all her talk yesterday was in vain.
He Wenhui thought it made sense and nodded silently.
At six o'clock in the morning, Ningzhou City was still shrouded in hazy darkness.
In a single-family house not far from the TV factory, a dim light came on in the bedroom on the second floor.
Guan Tingting quietly put on her pants, put on her windbreaker, and tied her hair up again.
Then she was about to open the door and go out. After taking two steps, she seemed to have thought of something.
He turned around again, walked to the bedside, and looked at the man who was still sleeping soundly with soft eyes.
The man frowned slightly, as if he had countless troubling things in his mind.
Guan Tingting felt so distressed that she stretched out her hand to smooth out the wrinkles on the man's forehead, and then kissed the strong cheek.
Then she happily opened the door, and before the light came out, Guan Tingting returned to her home less than two miles away from the TV station.
This is a place that her father bought for her to work conveniently. In the past, she felt a little lonely living here, so she still lived at her parents' house.
Since she got close to Wang Weidong, she moved from her parents' house on the pretext that it was convenient to go to work.
Normally, she lives in this cozy house. When Wang Weidong works overtime, she will go to the exclusive courtyard just now.
Looking at the beautiful woman in the mirror, Guan Tingting raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
She had also thought that it was immoral for her to do so.
Wang Weidong already has a wife, and the relationship between the two is still very good. She will never have a chance.
However, she just couldn't control herself. The good times she had in the capital made Wang Weidong's figure deeply engraved in her heart.
As a pillar of Ningzhou TV station, Guan Tingting has been surrounded by suitors since she was a child, but compared with Wang Weidong, those people seem very superficial.
Every word and every action of Wang Weidong made Guan Tingting's heart flutter.
She knew very well that her heart could no longer accommodate other men.
Fortunately, Guan Tingting is a very traditional woman.
She was born in the new era, but at heart she is the traditional woman before liberation.
Well, it is acceptable for a man to have three wives and four concubines.
Guan Tingting feels very contented to be able to meet Wang Weidong occasionally.
After struggling all night last night, Guan Tingting felt sore and weak all over after resting for a while.
She yawned and fell asleep while lying on the bed, lost in the lake.
When I woke up again, the sunlight had quietly slipped in.
"Oops, I have to go out for interviews today!" Guan Tingting jumped out of bed in a panic.
"Xiaoting Helps" is a new program on Ningzhou TV Station. The host and planner of the program are Guan Tingting.
Thinking of the show, Guan Tingting's face was filled with a happy smile.
'That man is really capable. His random ideas turned out to be a hit show. '
When she was in Beijing, Guan Tingting expressed her dissatisfaction with her work after an exercise with Wang Weidong.
Now that the policy has been relaxed, major TV stations across the country are spending a lot of effort and money to produce high-quality programs to compete for ratings.
Guan Tingting's former classmate is now the host of a nationally renowned program.
When she was in school, Guan Tingting was the student with the best grades and best performance in the class. Her teacher once said that Guan Tingting would definitely become a nationally famous host in the future.
Unfortunately, she returned to Ningzhou City, a small and remote city.
Guan Tingting also suggested to the station director that she invest part of the money in the station to produce a high-quality program to compete with brother TV stations for ratings.
However, the station director has just used Wang Weidong's advertising fees to pay off his previous salary arrears, so where can he find the money to invest in the program?
The strong Guan Tingting could only accept this fact depressedly.
Wang Weidong frowned and thought for a moment, then put his arm around Guan Tingting's shoulders and said: "The bigger the investment in a TV program, the more luxurious the production, the higher the ratings! An excellent TV program must resonate with the audience. . Compared with the high-end symphony orchestra, the masses still prefer to listen to the erhu."
"This is the truth. The key is how to do it. It's too difficult, it's really too difficult!" Guan Tingting inserted her head under Wang Weidong's creaking nest and kept shaking it, causing her own pain. .
Wang Weidong chuckled and said, "I have a good idea. You can create a program to help us together."
"Help with the show'?"
"People will definitely encounter many unfair things in their lives. As a reporter, you have the responsibility and obligation to help them. Your TV station can send reporters to help people solve this matter and then produce it into a program. Your name It's called Guan Tingting, and the name of the show is "Xiaoting Helps"!"
"....Yes!" Guan Tingting thought for a moment and quickly realized the attraction of this program.
Those unfair things do not only happen to one person. When watching the program, most people will feel the same way.
As a result, it will be difficult for the show to become popular.
Moreover, the program has invisibly changed the atmosphere of the entire society, which perfectly fits the responsibilities of the media.
At that time, Guan Tingting rewarded Wang Weidong severely.
After returning to Ningzhou City, Guan Tingting reported the idea of the program to the station director.
Since it doesn't require too many sets or guests, just one reporter and one camera can complete the entire program. The director of the station generously agreed to the program plan.
Half a month later, "Xiaoting's Help" was officially launched on Ningzhou TV Station.
The first episode of the program was a great success, with a ratings of 20% in Ningzhou City and 11% nationwide.
The success of "Xiaoting Bangbangbang" immediately attracted the attention of superior authorities.
After research, they all agreed that this program was very educational.
As a result, publicity was carried out across the country.
After the second episode of "Xiaoting Helps" was aired, Guan Tingting became popular all over the country.
Her down-to-earth language, patient persuasion, and eagerness to help others have been widely praised across the country.
That same month, Guan Tingting won the title of National Outstanding Journalist.
It is said that the higher-ups are already considering awarding this year's female model worker title to Guan Tingting.
At the same time, Guan Tingting's classmates also called to express their congratulations.
While Guan Tingting was polite, her heart was also filled with excitement.
For her, there are two major supports in life, one is love and the other is career.
Now, her love and career have achieved good results, how can she not be happy?
....
Guan Tingting left home with her canvas bag on her back, and pedestrians greeted her from time to time on the road.
"Hey, reporter Xiaoting, I watched the last program. You did a great job in criticizing that unfilial son. If you leave me outside the house, he is just a beast."
"Reporter Xiaoting, are you going to work? Where are you going to cover again today?"
Guan Tingting responded with a smile and nod.
Halfway there, she suddenly remembered that she hadn't eaten yet and saw a fried dough stick stall on the street, so she walked over.
Smelling the rich fragrance, Guan Tingting couldn't help but swallow her saliva.
"Master, give me two taels of fried dough sticks."
"Okay, 2 taels of fried dough sticks, 50 cents, 2 taels of food stamps... Hey, are you a reporter from Xiaoting, right?" The uncle selling fried dough sticks recognized Guan Tingting and wrapped it in a newspaper without borrowing the money. She handed two taels of fried dough sticks to Guan Tingting.
"Reporter Xiaoting, you have done great things for the people, how can I accept your money?"
"Uncle, in this cold winter month, you are working hard selling fried dough sticks on the street. If I don't pay you, then I will have to interview myself today." Guan Tingting pretended to be angry while holding the fried dough sticks.
"Well, then, reporter Xiaoting, you are such a good person." The uncle could only take the money.
....
Guan Tingting took the fried dough sticks and walked while eating, and soon arrived at the door of the TV station.
Comrade Tongmengang said hello and was about to walk into the TV station compound.
A figure jumped out from behind the big tree on the walking path and stopped in front of her.
The woman has a delicate appearance and a slim figure, but she is a little thinly dressed. It is winter, so she wears a floral singlet, black khaki pants, and no cotton boots on her feet, just a pair of black cloth shoes with round mouths.
His lips were black from the cold, and his hair was stained with white frost. It seemed that he had been waiting here for a long time.
Seeing Guan Tingting, the woman became a little excited. She took Guan Tingting's hand and said hastily: "Are you the reporter Xiaoting?"
"Well, comrade, what's wrong with you? How about we go to the guard room to talk?" Guan Tingting felt her cold hands and invited her kindly.
The woman glanced at the uniformed security officer in the guard room, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, and shook her head repeatedly: "No, no, just here. My name is He Wenhui."
"...He Wenhui?" Guan Tingting felt that the name was a bit familiar, but after thinking about it for a while, she didn't remember it.
She looked at He Wenhui with a smile and asked, "Comrade He Wenhui, if you have something to do, just tell me directly."
Since "Xiaoting Helps" became popular, people often come to the TV station to ask Guan Tingting to help them solve their problems.
Guan Tingting is always trying her best to help.
He Wenhui looked at Guan Tingting, feeling a little ashamed of herself.
Guan Tingting has better looks and better figure than her. The red woolen coat she is wearing, paired with a pair of straight pants that are rare in Ningzhou City, and the pair of bright leather shoes on her feet, all make He Wenhui... not feeling well.
She couldn't help but shrink her head and whispered: "Reporter Xiaoting, it's like this. Our home was besieged yesterday."
"Besieged? Then go find the comrades at the police station. Our column is only responsible for resolving disputes and does not get involved in such criminal cases." Guan Tingting said softly.
"No, it's not that I'm under siege, it's... In short, the comrades at the police station don't care. That's why I came to you and wanted you to help my family get justice." He Wenhui said hesitantly. Her shameless skills are far behind Yu Qiuhua's.
Guan Tingting frowned: "The police station didn't care? Come, come to my office and tell me in detail."
Regardless of He Wenhui's refusal, she pulled her to the office.
He poured a cup of hot tea and handed it over: "Comrade He Wenhui, are you freezing outside? Warm your hands first."
He Wenhui took the glass, held it in his hand, and looked around.
This is a luxuriously decorated office, with light yellow curtains, a red lacquered table, and a red telephone placed on the table. The bookshelves in the back are filled with books in various languages.
There was a radiator next to the window. Guan Tingting gently turned the button on it, and the room suddenly became warm.
All this makes He Wenhui very envious. If she can go to university, can she also have an office like this?
Guan Tingting sat on the office chair with her elbows on the table: "There is no one else here. If you encounter something unfair, just tell me and I promise to do my best to help you."
These heart-warming words made He Wenhui almost cry. Reporter Xiaoting is indeed a good person.
"What happened is this. Just yesterday, members of the Liujiagou Commune drove an ox cart and pulled a load of pig dung into our compound. They poured all the pig dung into my house. Now My house stinks so bad that no one can live there."
"....Did the commune members pour pig manure into your house?" Guan Tingting's eyes widened in surprise. After she became a reporter, she had seen a lot of strange things, but this was the first time she had heard of something so bizarre.
After she realized her gaffe, she calmed down her expression and said, "Why do the members do that? Pig manure is very precious in rural areas. They should not do such a thankless thing."
He Wenhui nodded and said: "This is all Liu Hongchang's fault..."
Guan Tingting interrupted her: "Are you talking about the director of Lanhua TV Factory, Liu Hongchang?"
"it's him!"
Guan Tingting stared at He Wenhui for a moment, and her heart was shocked.
Isn't He Wenhui... the ex-wife of Brother Hong Chang?
....