The party ended in a happy atmosphere of the guests and the host. When Yan Xi and Song Hai left the Zhou family, most of the Zhou family were seeing off the Song Dynasty, and the son-in-law of the Zhou family was sending their father and daughter out.
"The Zhou family's attitude is too much," Song Hai said to Yan Xi after getting into the car, "Even if you ask for help, you still need a degree. Being too attentive is not the best way to seek cooperation." Little, although Boss Zhou is enviable when he joins the Song family, his servile appearance also falls into the eyes of others, which inevitably gives people a feeling of being "too soft".
"Anything is too much," Song Hai said, rather than analyzing Boss Zhou, it was more about teaching Yan Xi how to be a person, "It's the same in business, you can bend over, but you can't bend your knees. It's not that easy to stand up."
Yan Xi nodded obediently, the city is bustling and noisy, but behind the bustling, I don't know how many people sweat and blood.
"Dad, I actually think the name Song Chao is familiar to me. Where should I have heard it?" Yan Xi recalled hard in his mind, "Have you mentioned it to me before?"
"If he is called Qin Dynasty and Tang Dynasty, you will also feel familiar." Song Hai felt that Song Dynasty's parents were very clever in naming their children. When they went to school, they would be easily remembered by teachers and classmates. They were born with their own attention. , all surnamed Song, his name is not catchy, "Who hasn't heard the word Song Dynasty?"
"It makes sense..." Yan Xi was persuaded by Dad Song.
After the holiday, Yan Xi had to run news with colleagues from the stage to find materials. Perhaps because Komatsu's show attracted a lot of attention last time, the stage set up an official blog for their show team, and the name was "" Those things around you." However, apart from grouping together to warm up with several other program groups on Didu TV that no one cares about, this official blog doesn't even have a single wild fan that likes it.
Chen Pei looked at it, discussed it with Director Jin, spent a few hundred dollars to buy some zombie fans, and occasionally asked the sailor to pretend to like and comment. This desolate official blog finally doesn't look so desolate. .
After Yan Xi finished recording the program, he was stopped by Director Jin as soon as he appeared in the studio. It turned out that in order to improve the relationship between the masses and understand the hobbies and tastes of the younger audience, Director Jin suggested that Yan Xi also open a Weibo.
Yan Xi: …
Official blogs all rely on the purchased navy to maintain their false dignity. Does she, a host who has no sense of existence, have to buy fans out of her own pocket
Facing Jintai's long-awaited eyes, Yan Xi couldn't say anything to refuse, so he decided to wait to build an account, and by the way, spend dozens of yuan to buy some powder, the meaning is enough.
After dinner at noon, Director Jin came to ask Yan Xi about opening Weibo. Yan Xi had to register Weibo under Director Jin's eyelids and set the photo on his work permit as his avatar.
"Not bad," Jin Taiji nodded when he saw that Yan Xi had set the photo of his work permit as his avatar, "Xiao Yan's work attitude is very correct."
Yan Xi thinks that there may be some misunderstanding between her and the director. If she has a really correct working attitude, she should choose a photo with a photo that is as beautiful as a fairy, and then rack her brains to increase her attention and raise the profile of the show team. Topic, not so perfunctory.
So the generation gap is sometimes unsolvable.
After being praised by Director Jin, Yan Xi was embarrassed to leave Weibo blank, and contacted the zombie fan seller to brush her followers to more than 1,000. She posted on Weibo.
Yan Xi was registered: Dajichang today, Yikai Weibo [Smile Dog Face].
She didn't ask Shui Jun to like and comment on herself, because it was a little expensive, so she would save her salary to prepare a 50th birthday gift for her father.
The bottom-level host doesn't earn much, but fortunately, Yan Xi is still a popular painter on the amateur Internet, otherwise, she would really have to take the money from her father and buy gifts for her father.
After posting on Weibo, before she left the website, Chen Pei walked in: "Xiaoyan, I just received a message from the stage that an employee of the Changfeng branch building not far from us is going to jump off the building, you go with Zhao Peng. Take a run on the spot."
"Ah?" Yan Xi was stunned for a moment, "Will this affect the work of the police at the scene?"
"You can just interview the people at the scene outside the cordon," Chen Pei laughed. "If this didn't happen in the Changfeng branch, you and Zhao Peng wouldn't have to go here."
Yan Xi suddenly understood that news is only news if it is topical, and no one will care about things that are not topical. Sister Chen is eager to let her host work as a reporter, not because she cares about people who are about to jump off the building, but because this matter can involve Changfeng Company.
"I see," Yan Xi picked up the bag and hurried out the door with Zhao Peng. In a hurry, Yan Xi asked the driver to drive her car instead of the van with the TV station logo on it.
The branch is not far from the TV station, and it is not the peak commute time. It only took Yan Xi about 20 minutes to reach the destination. There are ordinary police officers, community workers, and fire police on the scene, and everyone is doing their own thing. job, the focus is on the suicidal.
There are anti-collision air cushions under the office building, and the cordon is full of people watching the lively. They each have a mobile phone and take pictures of the top of the building. Some even use their mobile phones to broadcast live broadcasts. When it comes to jumping off the building, Changfeng Branch office staff, with a little gloating taste.
Changfeng Company is not easy to get into. The employees who can work in it are more or less capable. This schadenfreude onlooker does not know whether they are laughing at the jumper or watching the excitement of Changfeng.
"Mom, let's tell him not to jump, okay? Jumping up and down will hurt a lot." In the crowd, a little boy with a bandage on his hand was full of anxiety, and his white and tender face was wrinkled.
His voice made the other onlookers who were discussing why this person jumped off the building a little embarrassed, and the discussions around him became quieter.
"Don't worry, little boy, the uncles will save him," the fire police who was in charge of pulling the cordon heard this and turned around and touched the little boy's head, "Why is your arm hurt?"
"Climbed high and fell..." The little boy's voice seemed a little guilty.
"Then don't be naughty next time." The fire police squatted in front of the boy and looked at him with a smile. "It hurts so much."
"Well," the little boy touched the wound on the back of the fire policeman's hand, "Uncle, did you also fall from a height?"
"Yes," the fire police looked back at the rescue scene, and spread out their palms so that the little boy could see more clearly. On this rough hand, there are thick calluses, a cut wound, and two blood blisters that have not been opened. "Uncle fell like this because he didn't listen to his parents."
"Uncle is so good, he didn't cry when he fell like this," the little boy adored his face. "No wonder my mother told me that the police uncle is the most powerful."
Yan Xi, who was standing by the side, did not step forward to disturb him, but asked Zhao Peng to film the scene.
In the fire police, she sees responsibility and tenacity, and in the little boy, she sees kindness, innocence and hope.
The fire police and the jumpers were at a standoff for another half an hour. At this time, there was a commotion in the crowd. Several men in suits pushed aside the crowd, and the people behind them squeezed into the cordon surrounded by the crowd of onlookers. .
"Every fire comrade has worked hard. I am the person in charge sent by Changfeng Corporation." Yuan Yi glanced at the ongoing rescue work above the building. "May I ask if there is anything that needs the cooperation of our company, we will do our best to cooperate."
Yuan Yi actually came in person
Seeing Yuan Yi's appearance, Yan Xi was a little surprised. Generally, when a company encounters such a thing, the senior leaders can't wait to hide all of them, so as not to stick to the fishy. .
Yan Xi was far away, and she didn't know what the fire police said to Yuan Yi, but Yuan Yi was brought into the building by the fire police after a while. Within two minutes, she found the suicide sitting by the window turning her head to talk to the people inside. what are you talking about.
Taking this opportunity, the fire police with a safety rope climbed down from the upstairs window and kicked the suicide inside the house!
Seeing that the suicide victim was rescued, there was warm applause at the scene, some people were praising the police at the scene, some people were glad that this person's life was saved, and some people bought water out of their own pockets for the fire police to drink, but the fire police did not dare to pick up the people's things, In desperation, he had to distribute the water to the people watching the fun.
Although they gossip and are a bit petty, but no matter what, in the face of life, they still hold more goodwill than malice. So it's a nasty, sometimes cute crowd of onlookers.
Yan Xi walked through the crowd, preparing to interview the police. Approaching a few firefighters, she found out later that these firefighters were all young, almost all of them younger than her. Walking up to a sweaty firefighter, she took out her work permit and explained her intentions. The young firefighter's face turned red, and he was too embarrassed to look at the camera.
When asked about his age and name, Yan Xi knew that the young man was only nineteen years old and was a contract worker of the fire brigade. When it comes to the content of their work, the shy big boy is barely at ease.
"Fire fighting and unlocking, saving people, cats, dogs, emergency repairs, poking hornets' nests, and cleaning rural animal enclosures. We've done all these." The big boy touched the sweat on his face and smiled heartlessly.
There was clearly not a word of sensationalism, but Yan Xi was very moved.
Yuan Yi walked out of the office building, saw a cameraman at the scene, turned to the general manager of the branch and said, "Is the reporter here too?"
The general manager secretly complained: "I'll send them away immediately."
"Everyone is here. If you send them away, you'll be guilty of a guilty conscience. If you don't have anything to do, you'll have trouble." Yuan Yi frowned, "Let them go." Walking down the steps, he heard the reporter talking with a fire police. .
"Thank you for accepting my interview, and I wish you peace and health."
Um
Hearing the familiar voice, he paused, Yan Xi