What celebrity wives hate is my vest and not me

Chapter 32 Isn't this torturing the workers? (4K)

"What if we can't invite guests in the future?" Tai Dongsheng said bluntly: "You used 2 yuan to attract a carload of people to be guests this time, which is really brilliant. But you can't guarantee this every time, it's unrealistic."

As soon as this remark came out, those directors who only heard that Qin Feng had invited guests to visit but didn't know the internal situation were shocked.

Just 2 yuan?
2 yuan is not enough to hire a small internet celebrity, is it?
Seeing that everyone reacted similarly to his own reaction when he heard the news, Tai Dongsheng raised his eyebrows and pointed at Qin Feng: "It's really awesome, I'm ashamed of this performance, let alone his direct boss who is a vegetarian. .”

Wang Rengui was almost scolded by pointing his nose, but he was still happy.

Oh, anyway, it's my own family that I'm praising, it's no different from praising myself!

"Ahem." Qu Jiang frowned and coughed twice: "Talk about planning, don't talk about anything else."

Qin Feng also admitted that Tai Dongsheng's question was ruthless and accurate, so he said seriously: "This is what our department will do in the next few days... For all the guests who come to participate in the program, after returning, I think Whether it is their fans or various data, it can be a little floating."

"Even if it's just a little bit, as long as they disclose the news that participating in the evening variety show of Guanhai City TV Station can increase their popularity, I think there will be a steady stream of guests to try... The first and second tiers can't afford it, and the third tier is still hesitating, then we Just consider the stars of the fourth and fifth tiers, first use these stars I have brought to ensure the quality of the program, and naturally guests will contact me later.”

Qin Feng answered all kinds of tricky questions from the directors of various departments one after another, and every answer was watertight, which was admirable.

His full-level thinking ability can be used in any field, whether it is writing novels or writing projects, almost everything that requires brains can be used with ease.

"Last question," someone said: "To change the star-talking movie show into a variety show, there must be a host. With such a huge amount of lines, scripts, and scripts, I have to write them every day. Where can I find the copywriting? The host Where can I find it again? The first episode will start filming tonight, isn’t the preparation too hasty?”

Qin Feng smiled slightly, "Don't worry about the lines, I can handle it by myself."

The man kindly reminded: "Don't make too much noise, the workload has doubled, if there is any mistake, your project will be ruined."

Qin Feng also knows this very well, so he doesn't feel at ease if he entrusts others to write it. This can be regarded as a program that he has spent a lot of effort on. The quality of the first two episodes is particularly important, and he must do it himself.

"I can issue a military order to ensure the quality of the copywriting and the reasonableness of the script." Qin Feng assured.

Every variety show has its own script, and things that seem outrageous are actually not outrageous in the eyes of directors and screenwriters...Of course, some variety shows may only have an outline. Good and bad.

Wang Rengui spoke at the right time: "Presumably our evening program group is praised by the guests every time, and all colleagues have heard about it for a long time. Those praised copywritings were written by Xiao Qin alone. So don't worry about the script. On the contrary, I am not happy to hand it over to others!"

Everyone nodded when they heard the words. Qin Feng's copywriting is well written, and everyone can see it.

Anyway, the department itself has said so, and it would be impolite for others to question it.

"Then there is only one question left." Tai Dongsheng asked again: "The filming starts tonight, where can I find the host?"

Qin Feng thought I should worry about this matter?
Otherwise, the girls in the personnel department will be given a vacation, and I will sit there, and I have to manage the personnel transfer when I write the copy, and I will go to the leadership car after work.

No, Wang Shuyi said something, why have I been fighting the Confucianists since just now?
Qin Feng looked at Wang Rengui, but then froze.

Qu Jiang laughed when he heard the words, Wang Rengui also laughed, and the two of them laughed in a treacherous and cunning manner.

The former got up, walked up to Qin Feng, and turned around: "The requirements written in your plan, the host must have a dignified appearance, be humorous, be able to pick up the guests' stalks and be familiar with the show...I didn't Do you remember wrongly?"

Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

Why is there a feeling of coldness in the back?
Seeing that Qin Feng didn't answer, Qu Jiang looked at the crowd again: "What do you think of Xiao Qin's explanation just now? Don't talk about the content, just talk about the typhoon."

"Confident and calm."

"The articulation is clear, and the facial expression is not stiff. It's a bit basic."

"The content is actually very good, and it matches perfectly with the performance."

Everyone now understood what Qu Jiang meant.

Co-authoring this is to give him a promotion!

Qu Jiang finally turned his attention to Tai Dongsheng, "Old Tai, what do you think?"

Tai Dongsheng closed his eyes slightly, opened them after a short while, and sighed, "Use good talents well, let those who are capable live...I have no objection."

When Qin Feng pushed open the office door and returned to the office, he still felt that all this was somewhat unreal.

Da Liu and Xiao Wang hurriedly gathered around to ask, chirping like sparrows begging for food.

"Qin Feng, what did you say in the meeting just now?"

"Yes, before you came, Uncle Wang and Qu Tai were chatting and laughing in the meeting room."

Qin Feng sat back at his workstation, and suddenly came back to his senses and patted his thigh.

Co-authored by these two old boys, they have already plotted against me!
Uncle Wang, how did you cheat your own people? !

He turned to look at his curious colleagues, a little helpless: "In just one night, I changed from a copy editor to a variety show host... I haven't mentioned the salary increase yet."

In the evening, Wang Anruo enjoyed the peaceful sunset in his community.

She sat on the balcony and read while enjoying the evening breeze as usual. Electronic reading is popular now, but Wang Anruo still feels that the touch of fingers brushing the paper is so wonderful, and the black and white letters are so simple.

It's just that she is a little absent-minded at the moment, and she will check the time on her phone from time to time.

"Should it be today?" She was a little uncertain, and said to herself: "Xiaoyun should go to the TV station today. As Qin Feng said in the morning, the show will start shooting tonight at the earliest."

Tonight is the key to decide whether the department will be disbanded. As long as the department is not disbanded, she and Qin Feng can continue their peaceful and warm daily life.

"I hope everything goes well." She silently blessed her best friend and Qin Feng in her heart.

She is already ready, and when the time comes, she will turn on the TV to watch the evening program of Haishi TV... She has never been on TV before, and today she must contribute a little to the ratings.

Ok……

Um!That's the show my father is in charge of!
"Ding Ding Ding!"

Suddenly, the mobile phone at hand rang, which startled Wang Anruo and pulled her back from her fantasies.

When I answered the phone, it was Aunt Liu.

"Nianwei, very unfortunate news." Aunt Liu on the other end of the phone went straight to the point, saying something: "The song you wrote has just been returned."

Wang Anruo was taken aback for a moment, then remembered what song it was.

She is a singer-turned-actor with a bit of talent, so after accepting the call from director Chen for "Spherical Electric Cloud", they asked her to write a theme song for the movie.

Wang Anruo not only has online acting skills and good looks, but also has outstanding talents. He can easily write songs. He has already written songs and submitted them to the Capital Studio a few days ago.

So she frowned slightly and asked: "What's the reason, does the song team think the song is not good?"

"It's not that the production team thinks it's not good. Of course they can sing the song, and they even think it's better for you to sing it... It's the lyrics that are not good, Director Chen said."

Aunt Liu explained: "Director Chen called me just now and said that the composition is of a very high standard, and the professional teachers all gave good comments, but there is only one thing that makes him feel that he needs to rewrite...the lyrics have nothing to do with the movie at all."

Wang Anruo immediately understood what was going on when he heard the words.

"I haven't read the book written by Qin Wuxiang."

"That's the problem, Nianwei!" Aunt Liu sighed: "This is an adaptation of a movie, a remake... It's okay if the theme song has nothing to do with the story itself. Director Chen's rigid requirement is to make fans agree with the theme song. Resonate with the lyrics, your song will be used to warm up the movie. If the theme song is released first, and it is heard by fans of the original work, it has nothing to do with the work or even has mistakes. What if they don’t buy it? It is a fatal public relations crisis!"

Wang Anruo sighed: "Rewrite, right?"

"Yes, take a good look at the original work of "Spherical Electric Cloud" this time." Aunt Liu comforted: "Your ability is absolutely outstanding, just calm down. That's all right, I'm calling just for this matter, you should be busy."

The phone hung up, and Wang Anruo was full of sadness.

It's not that she doesn't know that the best way to write a theme song that fits the original book is to turn herself into a book fan.

But I loathe Qin Wuxiang to the extreme. The book "Spherical Electric Cloud" is on the shelf, and I only read a dozen pages after reading it for a summer. Wang Anruo couldn't continue reading because of the man's shadow.

But the theme song still needs to be written. As an actor, the director has to do his best to meet the work requirements... What should I do? ——
At the same time, on the other side, Qin Feng did not leave after work.

Today is his first day as the host of an evening variety show, and the long working hours make him a little mentally exhausted.

The problem is that the extra time is not counted as overtime. After the job transfer, his working hours will be changed from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm.

And in the morning, I was still a copy editor, working from nine to five, so...

I don't know why I worked more than ten hours today, and it's still counted as normal working hours!
This is simply torture for the workers.

When he came to the studio of the evening program group, Qin Feng directed the staff to arrange the scene according to his own requirements, and then repeatedly confirmed the script and lines for tonight.

The people in the evening program group, including many brothers who came to help, almost didn't have dinner. Everyone was busy from the afternoon until the evening, and missed the meal, and they probably had to have a supper after the end.

It depends on tonight whether it is a celebration banquet or a breakup meal.

Field manager Liu rushed into the studio to announce: "Qin Feng, the guests have arrived!"

"I see."

Qin Feng made a final confirmation on the video, confirming when the video tape started to be recorded, and then followed Da Liu out to pick up Li Xiaoxiao.

I saw the wine-red sports car slowly driving into the TV station's compound. The car was parked downstairs in the studio building. The driver got out of the car and opened the door for Li Xiaoxiao. The beautiful fiery red figure almost made Liu lose his footing.

"Hey, the same aura as in the TV series!" Da Liu's eyes lit up, it was as if a gangster's sister-in-law was alive standing in front of her eyes.

Li Xiaoxiao shook her burgundy hair, wore a black evening dress, walked up to Qin Feng on high heels, and greeted him with a smile: "I met a handsome guy again. I didn't expect you to be the one who negotiated the contract, and you were the one who came out to pick up the car... ... busy enough!"

Qin Feng was a little helpless: "Thanks to you, I was promoted from copywriting editor to program host...just call me Qin Feng."

"Okay, shy handsome guy." Li Xiaoxiao teased Qin Feng with a smile, then waved at the driver.

The latter immediately signaled and took out a large stack of exquisitely packaged lunch boxes from the trunk.

Judging by the weight, it would be difficult for an old man to lift it, so Liu quickly stepped forward to help.

Seeing Qin Feng's doubts, Li Xiaoxiao explained: "Just now, I heard on the phone that the colleagues at the TV station are very busy for tonight's cooperation. I was afraid that everyone would not have dinner, so they brought some simple dinners... Let's fill our stomachs first. Just a little bit."

"Miss Li is bothering you. Big Liu, help us divide the box lunch and let everyone stop for half an hour to eat first."

Qin Feng now understands why Li Xiaoxiao is well-connected, has a free-spirited personality and a delicate mind, no wonder he can invite a group of small stars to play in friendship by relying on his popularity.

While beckoning Li Xiaoxiao to go in, Qin Feng remembered something and asked her in a low voice: "Miss Li, I have something to confirm with you."

"Tell me." Li Xiaoxiao looked at him: "It doesn't involve company secrets or personal privacy, no problem."

Qin Feng then asked: "Have you disclosed the remuneration to others?"

Li Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows in confusion.

Qin Feng explained: "It's like this. Many celebrities will be guests for free in the future. If they know about the remuneration, it is difficult for us to explain... I hope Miss Li understands."

Suddenly, Li Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "Don't worry, I haven't told them."

OK, steady.

Qin Feng was indeed relieved.

He was afraid that Li Xiaoxiao would tell Wang Anruo about the remuneration, which he thought was the only flaw so far.

Now that he got the identity confirmation from Li Xiaoxiao's mouth by side-talking, the last rock he was hanging on also fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)