In this way, a week passed without realizing it.
However, Qin Hao always felt that something was missing. After thinking for a moment, he realized that no one had fought with him for a long time, whether it was Song Lei or Wen Jing, the Beijing Writers Association or the Chinese Folk Art Association.
These people seemed to have discussed it, but they all stopped at the same time, seeming to have forgotten his existence.
But is it really that simple
Qin Hao has no time to pay attention to this at this time, because it has already entered July, and last month's salary will be paid soon. Qin Hao still has a little expectation.
Not long after going to work in the afternoon, Qin Hao received a salary slip from the Finance Department. His basic salary is 5,000 yuan, bonus is 20,000 yuan, advertising contract dividend is 30,000 yuan, plus some scattered subsidies, which is about 1,000 yuan, his salary in June is as high as 56,000 yuan.
After learning this exciting news, the staff of the literary channel rushed into Qin Hao's office like a swarm of swarms.
"Teacher Qin Hao, we are ready to take advantage of the big ones, but are you ready to be slaughtered?"
Seeing the joyful smiling faces of his colleagues, Qin Hao was also happy at this time and said: "We are all at Jude tonight, everyone can go, whatever you want!"
"Teacher Qin is so interesting!"
At this time, everyone divided into two groups. One group grabbed Qin Hao's shoulders, and the other group grabbed Qin Hao's ankles, and threw Qin Hao into the air with a little force.
Fortunately, this office is spacious enough and has a high ceiling. Otherwise, Qin Hao would have had to have close contact with something solid!
Everyone was noisy for a while before leaving one after another, leaving Qin Hao and Lin Xiaohui laughing in the office.
"Teacher Qin Hao, congratulations. It is said that your salary last month was more than that of our Director Zhou!"
Qin Hao could feel that Lin Xiaohui was happy for him from the bottom of his heart, and his heart was also very warm. He said with a smile: "Tell me what gift you want, and I will give it to you!"
At this time, Lin Xiaohui seemed to feel a strong aura of nouveau riche coming towards her face. She frowned slightly and said in a low voice: "How can you ask someone for a gift?"
However, before she finished speaking, her pretty face was stained with a blush. It seemed that she felt a little embarrassed herself, so she ran out covering her red cheeks.
Qin Hao shook his head at this time, took out a small jewelry box from his pocket, and put it on Lin Xiaohui's table with a smile.
Before, during the quarrel with Weibo, Lin Xiaohui called him and asked him to delete Weibo. At that time, Qin Hao was angry and didn't pay attention to his tone, so he actually made Lin Xiaohui cry.
After the scolding, he promised to give her a gift, but she didn't seem to care too much. In fact, Qin Hao had already prepared the gift, but he didn't have a good reason to give it out.
But it’s easier now. My brother has paid his salary and received a “huge sum of money”. Even buying a Swarovski crystal necklace is not too much.
With a slight smile, Qin Hao walked to Teacher Ma Zitao's office with the prepared cross talk script. After he memorized the lines, the two walked into the recording studio to record.
Although it was just a recording, the two performed very hard, and they didn't even notice that the audience in the next room left before their recording was over.
When Qin Hao walked out of the recording studio, he noticed something strange. Usually whenever he finishes recording a show, the audience will come up to him kindly to congratulate him, but why is there no one there today
He tilted his head at this time and saw that the next door was empty at this time, with no one there, and he felt an unknown feeling in his heart for no reason.
Teacher Ma also realized something was wrong at this time, patted Qin Hao on the shoulder and said, "Let's go back and take a look!"
Walking in the corridor, Qin Hao felt the strange looks from his colleagues around him again. The colleagues who had been greeting him so diligently seemed to not recognize him when they saw him again, and turned around and left silently.
Before he entered the office, he heard Lin Xiaohui's call behind him. Turning around hastily, he saw Lin Xiaohui's slightly red eyes saying, "Teacher Qin Hao, Director Zhou wants you to go to his office..."
Before she could finish her words, her whole body collapsed, squatting on the ground and sobbing quietly.
Qin Hao didn't think too much at this time. He pulled her into his arms, patted her shoulders gently and said, "It's okay. It's a blessing, not a curse. You can't avoid it. What should come will always come. of!"
"Talk about folk arts has been suspended..." Lin Xiaohui choked up again after finishing speaking.
Fortunately for Qin Hao, he had already guessed this section before, because in his dimension, the rise of Guo Degang's cross talk was not smooth sailing. Compared to him at this time, it was even worse.
But Teacher Ma didn't have such a good mental quality. He swayed and fell to the ground. Fortunately, Qin Hao had quick eyesight and quick hands to support the old man, otherwise he would have been afraid of something serious.
Knocking on the door of the station director's office, Qin Hao found that not only Zhou Xinyu, but also several deputy directors and Zhang Guodong were also there.
"Director Zhou, the folk art talk is going to be suspended?" Qin Hao's voice was very calm, without even a hint of anger.
"Hey, Xiao Qin, I summoned all the station directors and tried to clear the way at all joints, but no substantial progress was made. We have tried our best!" Zhou Xinyu picked up a notice from the desktop at this time and put it on the Qin Hao's hands.
Qin Hao took a look and found that it was actually a notice issued by the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television, saying that someone reported this column and that the relevant radio and television departments were investigating. During this period, the folk art talk column was suspended indefinitely.
A little rookie like me actually offended the behemoth of Radio and Television. Should I be happy, happy, or happy
Qin Hao did not doubt Zhou Xinyu's words. It would be of no benefit to him that the show "Quyi Talk" was suspended.
"Okay, no problem, I will definitely cooperate!" After Qin Hao finished speaking, he left the office at Zhou Xinyu's signal. He did not do anything extraordinary, but Zhou Xinyu was a little surprised.
As soon as he walked into the office, Qin Hao saw Lin Xiaohui walking towards him with the jewelry box and said, "Teacher Qin Hao, I can't accept this gift from you, it's too expensive!"
"This is the first time I have given a gift to a girl. Are you sure you don't want it?" After saying that, Qin Hao stretched out his hand to get the jewelry box, but saw Lin Xiaohui blushing and holding the box unnaturally. He shrank back a bit.
"Hahaha!" Qin Hao laughed at this time and said: "I know what you are thinking, you don't have to worry about me, I won't be short of that little money. I bought this after carefully selecting it for a long time , don’t lose it!”
Qin Hao paused slightly at this time and said with a smile: "Go and count the number of people for me and see how many people want to have a dinner with us!"