Chu Qin sat on the chair opposite the desk, drinking tea slowly, listening to the boss's long-winded words, without interrupting, just looking down at the tea in the cup. The curly Biluochun slowly stretched out in the tea.
The director, who is in his 50s, lived abroad in his early years and likes to show off his study abroad experience to others. In those days, it was very powerful to be able to study abroad. In order to express my status as a foreign student, black tea was brewed in the office every day. Western black tea will put sugar, which is not good for the throat. Chu Qin never drinks, and every time he comes over, the secretary makes him a cup of Biluochun.
"Then let him watch it while I'm recording the show. If I have time, I'll watch his show." Chu Qin put down the teacup and said to the director with a smile.
Director Zhang was dug from a local satellite TV, and he had some sense of superiority in the TV media, and he didn't think much of the online media. Chu Qin thought it was acceptable for him to say this about things on the Internet, but to say that he had Chen Jiming with him would be crossing the line.
This is not an entertainment company but a TV station. Chu Qin is not a middle-level or high-level person, and he has no obligation to teach his younger generation. Asking him to do such a thing is simply because Director Zhang wanted to sell Director Chen's favor, so he sold it to him.
Director Zhang choked, and when Chu Qin watched Chen Jiming's show, the day lily was cold. A new show is about to start, and Chu Qin is still the leader, so there is no time to wander elsewhere. But I couldn't find anything wrong in these words, so I could only nod and say, "That's hard work for you."
Chu Qin smiled and said nothing, got up and left the director's office. He took out a piece of paper from his pocket. It was the certificate issued by the police station last time. He had not yet handed it over to the personnel department. I called according to the phone number above, it was the office phone number of the police station. "Hello, I'm looking for Xiao Gao."
The little police officer Gao Yunlong was the one who wrote him the evidence last time.
"Ah, that's right, there is still some information to be signed by the witness at the police station. The police station..." Chu Qin said in an embarrassed tone, and was silent for two seconds.
The little police officer immediately made up for Chu Qin's embarrassment. The police station's attitude towards him was really unfriendly last time, and he felt that his colleagues were a little too much, so he rushed to say: "Then I'll go out and sign it for you."
Chu Qin's tone immediately became cheerful: "Ah, thank you so much, I'll wait for you on the first floor of Yuxiangyuan at noon, and I'll treat you to a light meal along the way." Yuxiangyuan is near the police station, a little distance from the TV station, but Not far.
"You don't need to eat..." Xiao Gao quickly refused.
"I'm free when I eat at noon, and I have to record a show in the afternoon. You should accompany the people of the community to eat and do good deeds." Chu Qin said this in a relaxed tone, and hung up the phone.
At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Chu Qin appeared on the first floor of the Yuxiangyuan Hotel on time, sat in the last booth by the window, and waved to the little police officer who came in in a panic.
Xiao Gao was afraid of causing any trouble, so he changed his clothes and came here.
Chu Qin handed the menu to Xiao Gao for him to choose. The other party waved his hand again and again, and he took it back with a smile, asked Xiao Gao's taste, and ordered four dishes and one soup. Chu Qin often came here, and when colleagues couldn't stand the box lunch in the table, they would come here to have a working meal together. It's all home-cooked food, and it's not expensive, so that the honest little policeman can be invited over.
"Officer Gao..." Chu Qin smiled kindly, but the little policeman stopped him immediately, saying that he was not a police officer, so he could be called Xiao Gao, "Well, you should have just graduated, I'm a few years older than you..." Hand poured a cup of tea to each other.
"How do you know that I just graduated?" Xiao Gao was a little unhappy, everyone could see at a glance that he had just graduated, which made him suspect that he was acting immature.
"Last year, I listened to the people in your bureau, and there will be a new graduate soon." Chu Qin ignored it and continued to chat with him with a smile, which really made Xiao Gao feel better. Then he chatted with him about the life of the police academy. He knew some entertainers who were born in the military. When talking about the hardships of the military academy, Xiao Gao was very interested and took the initiative to open the chat box.
When the dishes came up, Chu Qin stopped talking, beckoning him to eat quickly. If you want to talk in someone's mouth, you must first let the other party relax their vigilance, that is, be happy. The best time for clichés is when they are full, so Chu Qin will not ask random questions before they are full.
Braised lion head, stir-fried chicken wings, minced garlic broccoli, cold jellyfish head, and a bowl of ice-sugar white fungus and Sydney soup to relieve the heat. They are all common dishes, and they are easy to eat. The little police officer who was on duty all morning in the sun was already hungry, and he ate rice with a lion's head and ate sweetly.
Chu Qin ate almost the same, stopping chopsticks would make the other party feel embarrassed, so he nibbled at a chicken wing slowly: "Although life in college is hard, it is the most relaxing, I have never enjoyed it, and I have been in the prosperous world since my sophomore year. Doing a show…”
While eating, Xiao Gao listened to Chu Qin talk about his struggle history. It was not long. In a few words, he gave an overview of how he won the championship, how he came to the prosperous world, and how he fought for the show.
As a young police officer who is a newcomer in the workplace, he is fascinated by it.
"I think I treat people well, but... you have seen it..." Chu Qin sighed repeatedly, showing a wry smile, as if he was very confused and helpless about his current situation.
"I knew that your colleague was talking nonsense." Hearing the history of the gold medal host's struggle, he felt injustice for him. Hearing this, he was instantly indignant.
Chu Qin calmly took a bite of the chicken wing.
After a meal, Chu Qin asked everything he wanted to know. The police station looked for someone to investigate the case, mainly asking him about his relationship status and whether he had enemies. Some people told him about his relationship with Zhong Yibin, and swore that he was being cared for. There were only a few people who were questioned by the police station, and if you ruled it out, you would know who it was.
Chu Qin looked at the building of the TV station from a distance, and curled his lips coldly. He had been in the circle for seven or eight years. He was not the one to be bullied.
"Brother Qin, I have eaten your watermelon." Back in the studio, Oda, who loves fruit, waved the watermelon peel in his hand.
"Isn't one piece left for me?" Chu Qin walked over and tapped him on the head with a smile, "By the way, I was away two days ago, and the police station called someone to ask questions, do you remember?"
Although Oda is a low-level field manager, he is a down-to-earth person. Teacher Liang gave him a task to record the attendance of the staff in Studio No. 1.
"I called Mr. Liang and Sister Xiaoxiao... Oh, Chen Jiming who was next door was there that day, and I called him." Oda nibbled away the red soil left on the melon rind in his hand, thought about it seriously, and said everything he remembered. , and finally took out a small attendance recorder from his butt pocket and checked it.
Chu Qin smiled slightly, patted Oda on the shoulder, and turned to record the show.
In the office of the president of Shengshi Entertainment, the manager of the media relations department was awkwardly in front of the desk: "The phone is indeed a public phone. I have verified it. Several magazines do not know who the reporter is, and that person does not want to be paid."
Zhong Yibin sat in the boss chair, looked at the information in his hand, and ignored the person who was punished for reporting.
The manager of the media relations department wiped his sweat quietly: "President, in fact, you don't need to worry too much about this. After all, Chu Qin is a host, not an entertainer, and the public doesn't care about this. The famous mouth on Baodao has also come out publicly. Still the most popular host…”
"Crack!" Zhong Yibin threw the document in his hand on the table, leaned back in the chair and looked up at him, "You haven't figured out what the problem is." Two fingers tapped the document on the table, it was a photo from Hurricane Sales Go to Weibo to reveal all the contents of Chu Qin's stabbed.
The manager rolled his eyes, suddenly enlightened: "You mean, someone is targeting Chu Qin?"
Zhong Yibin raised his eyebrows, in fact, he wanted to say, this is about my baby, no matter how small it is, it is a big one, but I didn't expect this person to say something more useful. With a noncommittal "um" sound, Zhong Yibin pushed the information over.
The manager took it in his hand and looked it over again, and suddenly said, "CEO, are your other lovers retaliating against Chu Qin?" According to the informant in the media, it was a young girl who called them.
Zhong Yibin was startled, and stopped immediately, so he didn't fall off the chair: "What other lover?"
"I, I'm just guessing..." The manager said with a guilty conscience, his mouth was quick, and he said what he thought.
When Chu Qin was recording the show, Chen Jiming really watched it seriously, and even lowered his head to memorize it seriously. This episode was delayed due to a lot of situations. After the recording, it was already dark.
"Brother Qin, are you free in the evening? Can you have a meal with your face?" Chen Jiming warmly invited Chu Qin to have dinner together, and hinted to him that there would be leaders in the stage too.
After removing his makeup, Chu Qin took the hot towel and wiped his face. He looked up at Chen Jiming, and said gently, "It's unfortunate today. I have an appointment tonight. Let's do it another day."
Chen Jiming pursed the corners of his mouth. He didn't expect Chu Qin to refuse so neatly, so he went out with him with a smile, and happened to meet Director Chen at the gate of the TV station.
Chen Feng greeted with a smile: "Xiao Chu, shall we eat together?"
It turns out that the leader of the appointment is his father! Chu Qin resisted the urge to roll his eyes and repeated his resignation words. Director Chen seemed a little unhappy.
"I don't even give face, then I have to see which big man made the appointment?" Chen Feng said while pulling Chu Qin. As soon as he finished speaking, a cool sports car roared, braked precisely, and stopped a few minutes later. in front of people.
The automatic door rose like a bird's wing, and Zhong Yibin, who was wearing a suit and combing his elite hair, stepped down and glanced at Chen Feng's hand, holding Chu Qin.
"It turned out to be President Zhong!" Chen Feng was a little embarrassed.
Chu Qin stepped forward: "Didn't I tell you to wait at the gate? Why did you come up?"
"It's raining lightly outside, I'm afraid you'll get wet." Zhong Yibin's face was a little bad, as if he had been wronged. He hugged Chu Qin and got into the car, and walked three steps away, and couldn't help but put his chin on Chu Qin's. There was a grunt on the shoulder.
Chen Jiming, who had never seen this battle, felt a little pain in his eyes; and Chen Feng, who had seen how the two got along before, had his eyes falling out.
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