What celebrity wives hate is my vest and not me

Chapter 84

It's just a polite word, just listen to it.

Qin Feng asked the shopping guide to wrap up the shoes he bought, cut off all the price tags, wrapped them into a gift box in a package that girls would like, put it under his armpit, and went out happily .

The bustling shopping plaza is still full of lovers holding hands.

On summer nights, the girls are so beautiful in short skirts and shorts. There are even street anchors walking around with their mobile phones to take pictures. In a place with benches, in the center of the crowd, a selfie stick stands on the ground, and beside it is a simple Mao Buyi's melodious and melodious songs, it seems that he wants to offer a glass of dirty wine to tomorrow's self.

The park next to the lake is densely wooded and somewhat gloomy, but it is a good place for couples to have a tryst.

Wang Anruo, who passed by in a Porsche 10 718 minutes ago, was waiting for a red light, looking at the looming figure in the woods, with rosy cheeks and dreaming.

Ten minutes later, Qin Feng, who passed through the woods with a gift box in his arms, stretched, with a yearning smile on his lips.

And Chen Yu, who was on the phone in the bedroom of the villa where he stayed, was very conflicted.

"The monitoring is not working? How could the monitoring of Quancheng TV Station be stuck at such a critical time today and not working?"

He paced back and forth in the bedroom, feeling a little bored. Even when he took off his coat, he still felt as if a tuft of hair was growing on his back and covered him with heat. Then he realized that the air conditioner was not turned on and the windows were closed tightly.

He turned on the air conditioner casually, sat down on the bed, and a message sounded from the tablet beside the bed.

He took it to open it and saw that it was the surveillance video he ordered to check. The time period happened to be when he stayed at Quancheng TV Station after Director Chen left at noon.

It's just that the picture of the surveillance video is rough and low-quality, full of snowflakes, like a disc full of scratches inserted into a DVD in the disc era more than ten years ago.

Chen Yu was still young in the era when DVDs were used, but he was still deeply impressed by the discs.

What he watches most is "Farewell My Concubine". There are many discs in the cabinet at home, most of which were bought from the pork ribs in Shenzhen at that time. It is said that no matter what foreign movies are unpopular, they can be in his place got it.

Chen Yu sighed, took the phone away from his ear, and whispered softly: "It's not an actor, so who is it..."

While the bad news is that surveillance doesn't work, there is good news.

"Mr. Chen, in addition to your crew coming to our TV station that day, there were representatives from some local TV stations... I'll send you the information."

Chen Yu responded and hung up the phone.

He looked at the resumes and information, especially the photo of the ID card on it, and frowned.

If you have a relationship, you can do whatever you want, such as ID card information, personal resume, etc., which are supposed to be protected by the privacy law, but if Chen Yu wants to check, these things can be retrieved easily.

When he turned to the representative information of Guanhai City, his expression froze for a moment, and then turned into joy.

"Qin Feng, 25... no, just passed his 26th birthday!" Chen Yu excitedly held the tablet: "I found you!"
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The next day, Qin Feng woke up early.

This morning he is going to attend the awards ceremony, after lunch, he can go back to watch the sea in the afternoon.

After walking around in Quancheng, there are many scenic spots that he wants to visit but has no time to go. He plans to go to station B to make a guide after returning to Guanhai, and come back to take a good look at it during the opening ceremony.

"Just don't go back empty-handed."

I took a taxi to the gate of Quancheng TV Station, and murmured to myself as I walked in.

"At least get a participation award! A total of twelve local stations came, one for the first, second, and third prizes, and seven participation awards... If you can't even make it to the top ten, you won't be able to say anything when you go back to Uncle Wang, Qu Can't the station pick me up?"

Qin Feng looked at the watch on his wrist and smiled bitterly: "What if I want to go back with the watch?"

In his cognition, he still felt that the watch was given by Uncle Wang.

But despite saying so, the participation award should be stable. If you can't get first and second, can you still not get No. 10? !

"The materials that An Ruo helped me sort out are still very useful. Although the time to prepare for becoming a monk halfway is too short, as long as you can compare with the bottom few."

Last night, Zhao Ming said in the work group, he inquired about it, and some local stations still used last year's plan, making variety shows not like variety shows, and talk shows not like talk shows.

But Qin Feng was afraid that the more land and province the TV station had, the better his vision would be. After all, turn on the TV to see what other base camps, what challenge shows, what about his own province?
"My Mother's Field Grass".

"Is it the representative of Guanhai City? Please come inside."

Qin Feng sat down on the arranged seat, and the whole awards ceremony was made like a university campus ball, with a stage in the middle and rows of seats all around.

Qin Feng sat in the front row, and many people had already arrived.

The host stood on the stage, two men and one woman, they were the pillars of the provincial station, being invited to be the host today shows that the provincial station attaches great importance to this matter.

It wasn't until Qin Feng saw the nameplates of the directors of other local TV stations on a certain seat that he realized that he seemed to have underestimated the importance that local TV stations attached to this event in the province.

"It's no wonder that Director Qu even hired someone to replace me in my normal work when I was preparing for the competition project, afraid that I would be distracted."

Qin Feng bowed his head and murmured, and then the lights in the audience suddenly dimmed, and the spotlight shone on the center of the stage, and the loud libretto sounded, and the awards ceremony officially began.

If it was just an awards ceremony, and the top three winners would go up one stop, it would be over in less than half an hour.

The most time-consuming aspect of all such pomp and ceremony is the leadership speech.

"Hi, this is your participation award, please take it well."

While the leader was giving a passionate speech on the stage, there was a slight commotion from the outside of the row where Qin Feng was sitting.

Two staff members in suits and leather shoes hung work badges around their necks, and leaned over with a bunch of medals and certificates in their arms, and handed out participation awards one by one.

Only then did Qin Feng realize that his row was all representatives of local TV stations.

"Okay, thank you."

"This is yours, take it."

Winning the Participation Award means that there is no need to go on stage. Some are happy and some are worried. There are many who have not won the award before and have improved this year, and there are also those who were No. 1 last year.

As a result, it was sent to Qin Feng's side, and it was gone.

Qin Feng's eyes were stunned.

what?
Is there really six pairs and I rank No.12?
Like Qin Feng, there were those who saw the award-distributing staff leave quickly, and their faces began to look grim and painful, and there were also colleagues nearby who hurriedly comforted them, as if everything was a foregone conclusion.

Qin Feng felt a little uncomfortable. To be honest, he had the lowest expectations and still missed it, and it would be uncomfortable to put it on anyone.

"Thank you Director Du for your speech. Let's start our awards ceremony. No. 3 Jiangcheng TV Station, No. 2 Quancheng Local TV Station, No. 1... Guanhai TV Station!"

There was thunderous applause, and Qin Feng followed suit. After clapping twice, he was surprised to find that No.1 sounded familiar?

The spotlights "swiped" and gathered, Qin Fengren was still dazed, but his physical quality made him stand up instinctively and walk onto the stage, bowing slightly to the audience, showing elegance in his gestures.

The microphone was brought to his mouth, and Qin Feng's brain was thinking about whether he might have heard it wrong, but he opened his mouth and his voice was calm and magnetic.

"Thank you everyone. To receive this award today, I would first like to thank the Provincial Satellite TV for providing the stage, and secondly, the leaders of Guanhai TV..."

After finishing his speech, with heavy medals hanging around his neck, certificates and flowers in his arms, he walked off the stage and sat back in his seat amid the applause that had already sounded for 2 minutes. Qin Feng's brain still hasn't recovered.

The perfect performance and testimonial just now turned out to be a subconscious action without thinking, and the thinking ability of level 10 can achieve this level, even he himself finds it inconceivable.

He looked down at the certificate in his hand, which said "XX Contest No.1 Guanhai TV Station", and realized that everything was true.

"Congratulations, Mr. Qin Feng." Suddenly, a somewhat familiar congratulation came from the side, "As far as I know, this should be the best achievement in the history of Guanhai TV Station."

Qin Feng turned his head to look at that person, and Chen Yu sat beside him at some point, smiling and applauding: "Congratulations, you have created the history of your organization."

Then he handed his business card to Qin Feng: "We met yesterday, but we didn't have time to introduce ourselves... My name is Chen Yu, thank you for playing with me yesterday, I benefited a lot."

Qin Feng took the business card and saw that there was only the logo of the Capital Film Academy on it. After searching in his mind for a while, he suddenly realized who this person was.

Chen Yu is surnamed Chen.

Chen Yu restrained his smile and said solemnly, "Mr. Qin Feng, do you have a drink?"

"No, I have to catch the afternoon train back to Guanhai."

Qin Feng accepted the business card and squinted his eyes, as if he was thinking about the meaning behind this matter.

He smiled and said: "I said yesterday that we will definitely have a chance to meet again."

"Yes."

"So today won't be the last time."

"Well... that's fine." Chen Yu seemed to remember his father's warning about how to get along with people, so he restrained his smile and said seriously: "Call me if you have anything, I'm in the peninsula." I still have some friends."

Qin Feng tilted his head slightly, waiting for his next sentence.

Chen Yu turned to smile, "I just hope to chat with Mr. Qin Feng next time, it will be at the wine table...let's have a drink together."

It feels so familiar, Qin Feng nodded with a smile, he really deserves to be a father and son.
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The awards ceremony was over, and Qin Feng rushed back to the hotel to enjoy the last lunch.

After twelve o'clock, he will check out. At that time, he will find a non-smoking Internet cafe near the station to make do with it for a while, and the short trip to Quancheng will be over.

This visit can be regarded as a prelude to the opening ceremony, at least for a short stay, the temptation left by Quancheng is not small.

"Especially Daming Lake where there are no mosquitos."

Qin Feng was lying on the soft bed in the hotel, next to him was a gift box with high heels.

He suddenly had an idea, and opened the chat box with Wang Anruo with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"guess what is this."

He took a photo of the gift box and sent it.

"A present for me?"

"Of course it's for you. I want you to guess what's inside."

"Didn't bring anything for my dad? And your colleagues."

Looking at the news in the chat box, Qin Feng felt warm in his heart.

Wang Anruo didn't pay attention to the gift for her first, but cared about whether he brought a copy to his colleagues.

This was supposed to be his own business, to maintain his connections, but Wang Anruo took it for granted that these were more important than bringing himself gifts!

Qin Feng smiled slightly, and then patted the miscellaneous cakes on the bedside that added up to 400 yuan: "I prepared them for them. Uncle Wang's gifts go back and buy them. You won't forget about the weekend, right?"

Wang Anruo, who was resting in the hotel, lay on the head of the bed, her pretty face flushed, thinking how could she forget?
Looking forward to it!
She dangled her feet by the bed, clicked on the first photo, and was suddenly taken aback.

Maybe Qin Feng is a man, so he finds it a bit difficult to guess, but he wears high heels every day, how could he not recognize that it is a shoebox?

A pair of high heels?

Wang Anruo suddenly turned over and sat up, clutching the phone to her chest, feeling her heart beating.

No, no, no?

Didn't I buy it for my girlfriend!

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