classifiedscript Chapter 356 It's getting more and more outrageous!
Chapter 356 It's getting more and more outrageous!
Chapter 356 It's getting more and more outrageous!
The slightly stubby eyebrows of the middle-aged man who had gained weight were raised slightly as he deftly opened his Motorola flip phone, his fingers hovering over the buttons.
He then said enthusiastically, "Brother Yu, give me your phone number, and I'll write it down."
"it is good."
Yu Huan nodded, and then slowly began to read out a string of numbers.
The middle-aged man, who had gained weight, was focused and quietly repeated Yu Huan's words, carefully entering each number one by one, his eyes full of concentration, as if afraid of making the slightest mistake.
After he finished typing, he quickly dialed a number to confirm while Yu Huan was reversing the car.
Yu Huan gripped the handlebars and slightly turned the car to the left, but didn't immediately twist the accelerator. Instead, she turned back and asked him, "May I ask your surname?"
"My surname is Chen, Chen with the 'ear east' radical. My full name is Chen Fulai, Fulai as in 'good fortune comes and turns around'," Chen Fulai introduced himself, sincerely meeting Yu Huan's gaze.
Upon hearing a bell ring from Yu Huan's pocket, a slight smile immediately appeared on his face—
correct!
Yu Huan glanced at the three of them, nodded slightly to his classmate Xiao Bawang, gave a brief signal, then started his electric scooter and slowly drove away.
The scenery on both sides of the street rushed past him, and the cold wind whistled in his ears, making his mind clearer.
He stared intently at the wet main road while pondering to himself.
In March, cryptocurrency prices are expected to more than double, presenting an opportunity not to be missed.
If you can successfully receive the demolition compensation by the end of February and invest it in the cryptocurrency market in time, it will bring you a substantial return.
This is precisely why he actively communicated with relevant departments.
If the timing is precise, an initial investment of 1.3 million can bring him at least ten times the return.
If it weren't for the desire to secure the prize as quickly as possible, it wouldn't matter if he didn't come during this kind of preliminary investigation before the formal evaluation stage; it could be considered insignificant.
Yu Huan twisted the accelerator to the floor and sped along, quickly arriving at the Zaobao Building.
He pushed the electric scooter into the shed and parked it, then smoothed his hair back and took out his phone.
Standing under the eaves of the carport, after unlocking his phone, he saved the missed calls to his contacts and noted them down as Chen Fulai's full name.
Noticing that it was only 12:43, Yu Huan leisurely strode towards the gate.
Even with a mask on, Yu Huan's features and figure were still recognizable, and many people recognized him, greeting him warmly.
Yu Huan smiled and responded to each greeting, saying hello all the way. She squeezed into the elevator and soon arrived at the New Media Department on the twelfth floor.
As soon as Yu Huan entered the workshop, her gaze inadvertently met that of Chen Yaoyao, who was chatting with her friends.
Chen Yaoyao's smiling expression froze, and she hurriedly walked around her desk to Yu Huan, as if she had something important to discuss.
Upon seeing this, Yu Huan stopped and waited.
"Brother Yu!"
Before the little potato even got close, it greeted him in a clear, crisp voice.
Yu Huan smiled and nodded, asking gently, "Chen Yaoyao, is there something you need?"
"I'm fine!" Little Potato stopped a step away, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Yu Huan's face.
She paused for a moment, then continued, "It was just before lunch break when Editor-in-Chief Lin came up to find you. I could only tell him that you had just left, Brother Yu, and that you seemed to have something to take care of."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan raised an eyebrow, a hint of doubt rising in her heart.
Mr. Lin is usually at work and rarely comes to see him in person.
"Do you know why Editor-in-Chief Lin wanted to see me?" Yu Huan thought for a moment and continued to ask, "Did he say anything about me going to see him?"
Little Potato shook his head and said, "I'm not sure. Editor-in-Chief Lin didn't say anything and just left."
"Okay, I got it." Yu Huan glanced at the wall clock.
The minute hand has reached the 55 mark; there are five minutes left before it officially begins its work.
"Then I'll go check out the editor-in-chief's office." With that, he turned and strode toward the stairwell.
Since I haven't called or messaged him, it probably isn't anything too important.
Mr. Lin's office is downstairs; let's go ask him.
Yu Huan walked briskly, her continuous footsteps echoing like a secluded valley in the stairwell.
A short while later, we arrived at the door of the editor-in-chief's office.
He knocked gently on the door and heard a steady "Come in" from inside. He then pushed the door open and slowly walked in.
Old Lin was sitting behind his desk, looking at a document with a serious expression.
Upon seeing Yu Huan enter, Old Lin raised his hand to push up his black-rimmed glasses, a warm smile appearing on his face, and said, "You rascal, you've been elusive lately. I'll have to rely on luck to find you."
Yu Huan turned around and closed the door, then walked briskly to the desk and sat down naturally.
He chuckled and said, "Dad, is there something you want to tell me?"
Old Lin didn't directly respond to his question. Instead, he lowered his head and continued flipping through the documents, speaking slowly and deliberately, "I heard that the TV station contacted you to invite you to appear on 'Golden Eagle Interview,' but you declined?"
Yu Huan sat up a little straighter and said frankly, "I turned down all the interviews from our newspaper. I don't want to be too high-profile, especially not appearing on a TV program."
Upon hearing this, Lao Lin looked up and examined him closely.
Seeing Yu Huan's serious expression, Old Lin gently shook his head: "Although keeping a low profile is a very good virtue, I think you are too modest. You don't have the vigor that a young person should have."
Yu Huan was slightly taken aback when she heard this, then smiled and said, "Dad, I still want to focus more on my job and do my job well."
Old Lin took the file folder from the side of the keyboard, put the few pages he had bound into it, and said, "It's good that you have this intention, but don't put yourself under too much pressure. You should also consider broadening your horizons."
“I understand.” Yu Huan nodded.
Old Lin stood up and walked to the filing cabinet.
As she opened the cabinet door to put the folder away, she said unhurriedly, "Appropriate exposure isn't necessarily a bad thing. It can not only enhance your personal reputation and influence, but it also benefits our newspaper. In today's society, opportunities don't wait for anyone. When they come, you have to know how to seize them. Sometimes, if you miss them, you may never have them again."
talking.
Old Lin turned back to his desk, sat down, unscrewed his thermos, and took a small sip.
He continued with a smile in his eyes, "Moreover, young people are energetic and should try more new things, instead of always being so conservative."
With Lin's father giving a lecture, Yu Huan naturally dared not be frivolous.
Yu Huan readily agreed, "Dad is right, young people should indeed have some vigor."
Old Lin tightened the lid of the thermos and said, "Didn't the 'Day Day Up' program team contact you through the advertising department before? —" "Yes, that's right." Yu Huan nodded slightly.
He vaguely sensed something.
Lin's father laid out all this so earnestly, could it be to get him to record a show on "Day Day Up"?
Just as Yu Huan was thinking about this, she heard Lao Lin say cheerfully, "Your mom was playing cards with some friends the day before yesterday, and Xiao Ru's mom suddenly started talking about you. After Wang Shuji found out, he insisted that you appear on his show."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan fell into deep thought...
Wang Han's current status at Hunan TV is extraordinary; he is far more than just a host of "Day Day Up".
He is both the producer of the program and the program supervisor for the satellite TV channel.
Simply put, Wang Shuji has a formal position at the provincial television station; he is an official.
Another pillar of the station, Teacher He, is a true teacher. He is employed by Beijing Foreign Studies University, but within the station he is only a contract worker with the title of host.
In conclusion, the last time the "Day Day Up" program team contacted Yu Huan through the newspaper's advertising department, given Wang Han's control over the program, it must have been personally finalized.
Therefore, it is perfectly normal for Wang Han to know about the existence of this internet celebrity, "Brother Leader," and to have some understanding of him.
Yu Huan pondered for a moment, then looked up at Old Lin and slowly replied, "Dad, since you've said so, I'll go and show my face."
Lin's father had given him such a long lecture, so if he refused now, he would really be ungrateful.
Old Lin raised his hand to the mouse, his eyes fixed on the computer screen, and said, "Okay, then when I get home tonight, I'll have your mom give your phone number to Wang Shuji."
After a moment's thought, Yu Huan said, "Dad, give me Wang Shuji's phone number. I'll contact him myself. After all, he's an elder, and this will show more sincerity."
Old Lin smiled with satisfaction, but jokingly said, "Alright, but don't call me 'Wang Shuji' to my face when the time comes!"
Yu Huan smiled and said, "Dad, I will definitely be careful about how I address you. I will definitely call you Uncle Wang so as not to be impolite."
Old Lin nodded and glanced at the wall clock.
Then, Lao Lin raised his left hand and waved it, saying, "Alright, you should go to work now. I won't chat with you anymore. Get ready to participate in the show."
"Dad, you go ahead with your work, I'll go upstairs now." Yu Huan stood up, turned and walked towards the door.
After leaving the editor-in-chief's office, Yu Huan walked leisurely into the stairwell.
He slowly stepped up the stairs, each step seemingly carrying a hint of contemplation.
He pondered his conversation with Mr. Lin, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly, revealing a rather helpless smile.
He usually acts too laid-back and low-key, which his father-in-law is clearly not happy about.
The new media department's workspace was already bustling with activity.
Yu Huan walked slowly towards the office with her hands behind her back, observing the focused faces around her.
He managed to clean up the mess from his past life, and he has to admit, it's quite an accomplishment.
After returning to his desk, he took off his jacket and hung it on the back of his chair, quickly getting back to work.
Time passed quietly, and after nearly an hour, Yu Huan finally finished dealing with the trivial matters at hand.
At this moment, he was free and finally able to relax and have some free time.
Yu Huan lightly clicked the left mouse button to open the Penguin Music software, and the first song that caught her eye was "Time Thief".
After clicking play, Yu Huan stretched her somewhat stiff body slightly, reached out and picked up the in-ear headphones from the table and put them on.
The melodious music echoed in his mind. Yu Huan listened to his wife's sweet singing voice, slumped in his office chair, and relaxed comfortably for a while.
Immediately, Yu Huan picked up the phone next to the keyboard and opened the WeChat app.
His fingertips danced across the screen, typing out a rather suggestive message: 'Wife, wife, what are you doing? Your husband misses you.'
Yu Huan knew she would be taking care of important business in the afternoon, so she didn't expect her to reply immediately.
Just as I was about to put my phone down, it suddenly vibrated and a message notification sounded.
Yu Huan crossed her legs and unlocked the screen to check.
His wife first replied with a laughing emoji while covering her mouth, then added: "Sister Ru just picked me up. We're going to the recording studio to check out the schedule. Honey, what are you doing?"
"I'm thinking of you!" Yu Huan typed out the message without hesitation, a smile playing on her lips, and clicked send.
'I don't believe it. Do you really miss me, or are you just imagining me?'
'Of course I really miss you! You're all I can think about, not for a moment.' Yu Huan felt that his words were full of affection and sincerity.
"Pah! You're getting more and more ridiculous! I'm not talking to you anymore. You should focus on your work. I'll pick you up later so we can go to a restaurant for dinner."
Yu Huan saw the message and thought about it for a moment.
He knew that Xing Yujia, a new employee of the studio, was arriving today, and Lin Yourong, as the big boss, was obviously planning to treat everyone to dinner that evening.
Yu Huan's fingers flew across the keyboard: 'Okay, I love you.'
Finally, add a heart emoji and click send.
After catching up with his wife, Yu Huan figured there was nothing else of importance at the moment.
Suddenly, he remembered that Lin Yourong really wanted to read the background story of "Red Actress", so he sat up straight and used the mouse to open the text editor.
Yu Huan squinted slightly, recalling the events as she typed on the keyboard.
gradually.
Lines of text gradually appeared on the screen:
During that turbulent era of the War of Resistance against Japan, the country was devastated, and people were displaced...
"When the Japanese pirates occupied Anyuan County, they forced the famous actors of the Anyuan County Theater to perform for the soldiers. When the soldiers refused, the pirates burned down the entire theater and even the county town..."
The renowned actor Pei Yanzhi agreed and secretly planned backstage in the dressing room to choose the Kunqu Opera "The Peach Blossom Fan" to play the role of Li Xiangjun...
That night, the theater was filled with Japanese officers and soldiers. Outside the theater, he arranged for firewood to be placed, and he and the patriotic actors of the troupe resolved to die...
On stage, they sing of love that arises without warning and deepens with time; below, sit wolves and tigers, demons and monsters reign supreme…
Li Xiangjun shouted and lit the fire. By the time the Japanese pirates realized what was happening, the fire had already spread, the doors and windows were blocked, and they had nowhere to escape...
The play on stage was still going on, and it was just getting to the part where they sang, "I watched him build a magnificent mansion, I watched him host lavish banquets, I watched his mansion collapse." The mansion collapsed, but the play was not over...
"Though my position is humble, I dare not forget my duty to the nation; everyone says actors are heartless, but who knows that actors also have hearts?"
(End of this chapter)