Chapter 118 News Spread

  Inside Siyuantang, Song Jian and Xu Si were getting more and more excited as they chatted. In fact, among the eight people, only Xu Si and Liu Dachun had real management and entrepreneurial experience. The others were all newcomers who had just entered the industry. However, the more inexperienced they were, the more excited they became. On the other hand, Liu Dachun occasionally flashed a bitter smile. He knew that Song Jian, this so-called chairman, was really too wasteful. The pharmaceutical factory was full of medicinal materials that couldn't be sold at all.

  Just as they were eating and drinking, the door was pushed open and Ye Chen walked in with a helpless expression.

  "Little Yezi, where did you go just now? Come on, let's drink together," Zhou Tong said with a red face, beckoning to Ye Chen.

  Ye Chen smelled the pungent smell of wine on Zhou Tong's nose, and he wanted to cry but had no tears. He said in a low voice: "Sister Zhou, you can't drink anymore, have you forgotten? The program recording is about to start, and our leader has given us a task."

  Zhou Tong was taken aback and said: "Ah, right, almost forgot the main thing. You all continue chatting, I'll go back first."

  Ye Chen thought he was doomed this time, but the leader of the station, considering Zhou Tong's grandfather's face, specially gave Zhou Tong a chance to perform and let the two of them conduct an interview on "Do you have dreams?" This is a must-pass program, ordinary reporters, not to mention interns, even regular reporters can't get this program. But now...

  Ye Chen had lived for twenty years, and been a good boy for twenty years. At this moment, he felt as if the sky was going to collapse. If this news were to be broadcast, well, perhaps the sky would really collapse then.

  Zhou Tong didn't notice Ye Chen's expression, and the two got on the news van. Ye Chen drove, and soon they arrived at the Suzhou TV Station building.

  Zhou Tong took a deep breath and said, "Let's go, we'll edit the interview first."

  Ye Chen followed Zhou Tong without thinking.

  Arrived at the room, Zhou Tong neatly edited the interview video, then took the copied mobile disk and smiled: "Done, next need to deal with that fatty Huang."

  After finishing speaking, Zhou Tong turned around and walked towards the leader with a swaying butt.

  The head of the news department of Suzhou TV station, Huang Gang, was holding a cup of tea and flipping through the newspaper listlessly.

  Zhou Tong knocked on the door.

  "Come in," Huang Gang looked up, seeing that it was Zhou Tong, and immediately put a smile on his face. "Zhou Tong, how's it going? Has the task I assigned to you been completed?"

  "It's all settled, Uncle Huang, do you still want to check?" Zhou Tong said, but didn't take out the mobile disk.

  Huang Gang was taken aback, then waved his hand and said, "No need, no need, I've said it before, you have full authority to handle it. Go ahead and send the program to the recording room, oh, right, this is your first time doing a news interview, isn't it? Tonight, be sure to watch it with your grandfather together, let him enjoy it."

  This Huang Gang's meaning is very clear. I gave you this opportunity, and you must say a few good words for me in front of your grandfather.

  Zhou Tong's little face turned red, "Certainly, last time my grandfather asked about you, saying that when you were a clerk in the propaganda department, you were the most responsible, Uncle Huang."

  Huang Gang smiled, rubbing his bald head. He was nearly forty and still a section-level cadre, with dim prospects for promotion. Just as he was feeling down, Zhou Tong arrived, which got Huang excited. Hearing what Zhou said, Huang nodded repeatedly, "Go ahead, I'll arrange it for you. Tell them to schedule your program in the middle or late segment, not at the end."

  Huang Gang picked up the phone and made a call to the recording studio.

  Zhou Tong didn't think it would be so smooth, she smiled at Huang Gang and then turned to leave. At this moment, Zhou Tong thought that Huang Gang's hypocritical smile was so lovely.

  Huang Gang was electrified by Zhou Tong's last smile, and then he quickly patted his own fat face to wake himself up. He shook his head and sighed: "Ah, such a beautiful subordinate, unfortunately I can only look but not touch, and still have to fawn on her."

  Zhou Tong held the mobile disk and walked towards the recording hall. It was already after 4 pm, and the news team's director and anchor were designing the news script. They would start recording soon, and after finishing, it would be broadcast at 6:30 sharp. Although it was a local news program, it also represented the government's credibility.

  "Xiao Zhou, come quickly, your program is just about to start," the director beckoned to Zhou Tong, "The team leader has already told me that they will arrange a good position for your program."

  The director also knew some of Zhou Tong's family background, so although he didn't deliberately try to curry favor with him, he took good care of Zhou Tong.

  Zhou Tong handed the mobile disk to the director and said: "Give, by the way, has Huang Tou mentioned anything about replacing my program?"

  "Replace?" The director was taken aback.

  "Uh, that topic about dreams is postponed until tomorrow. Huang Tou asked me to change a program about sun rain." Zhou Tong found herself having a great talent for lying, her face not turning red and her heart not skipping a beat. Was she destined to be an unquiet woman?

  "Didn't we report on this yesterday? Why are you interviewing again?" The director wondered.

  Zhou Tong pouted, "This is what Huang Tou means, what can I do? But Huang Tou said that yesterday's interview was with a meteorological expert, and today's interview is with a folk master, there is a contrast, which can improve the news ratings."

  The director nodded, "Okay, let me take a look."

  While they were talking, the screenwriter on the other side had already become impatient, "Hurry up, hurry up, is the last program coming or not."

  "Here comes, here comes, you come and supplement the script," The director didn't care about Zhou Tong, and left.

  Zhou Tong slowly backed away and sat down in the audience seat of the recording studio, watching a group of people busily preparing for the broadcast. Although they were somewhat surprised by the content of Zhou Tong's interview, since it had already been approved by Huanggang and was scheduled to air at a good time slot, they didn't have any objections. Soon, the two hosts sat down at the desk, pretending to be serious, while the camera focused on them and the news script written by the screenwriter was placed in front of them.

  Recording started and ended smoothly, and soon the director arranged the recorded news program into the Suzhou TV station's schedule.

  Seeing no one had any questions, Zhou Tong slowly backed away and then left the TV station building.

  Outside the building, a figure sat on the steps wailing loudly.

  Zhou Tong was stunned for a moment, walked over, and saw that it was indeed Ye Chen.

  She rolled her eyes and kicked her childhood friend, Ye Chen. She knew he was a good kid who had always followed her lead since they were young, even though his grades weren't great. He never caused any trouble and did everything she told him to do.

  "What's with the crying, you're a grown man," Zhou Tong said irritably.

  Ye Chen wiped his nose, "I was doing well at the photography building, you said you wanted to cooperate with me, let me come to the TV station, we work together. But since we're working together, we have to do a good job. How could you cause such a big mess?"

  Zhou Tong squatted down, pulled out a tissue from his bag and handed it to Ye Chen. "From now on, turn off your phone, unplug the home phone line, go take a nap with your head covered or go watch a midnight movie, whatever you want! Oh, and you can also go to a bar to find a woman."

  Ye Chen raised his head and stared at Zhou Tong for a moment.

  Zhou Tong patted Ye Chen's shoulder, "Look at you, you're such a softie. I'm telling you, Sun Mei didn't agree to be your girlfriend because you're too much of a softie. The more you cry, the less likely you'll find a girlfriend."

  Ye Chen sobbed twice and said: "It's... it's just like you have a boyfriend."

  "I'll beat you to death," Zhou Tong slapped Ye Chen once.

  Ye Chen also couldn't help but laugh, with tears still on her face, saying: "If you could be a bit more ladylike, Song Jian might actually accept you."

  "You don't understand anything," Zhou Tong scolded Ye Chen in a bad mood, then scratched her head, "Apart from being un ladylike in front of you, I should still be quite well-behaved in Song Jian's eyes. Humph, rest assured, I won't let him slip away, I'm such a big beauty, and I can't even handle one man. Let's go, I'll invite Sun Mei out, we'll go watch a movie together."

  "Ah, ah, I'll treat you." Ye Chen patted his own butt and followed Zhou Tong away.

  ……

  Inside the pharmacy, Song Jian patted a thick stack of advertisements made of glossy paper, which read: "The plague is coming, don't be afraid, Sifangtang Pharmacy is your warm home." Below it was written the possible symptoms of the plague and some preventive measures.

  Gao Yuan wore a pair of leather boots and walked over with a clattering sound, saying: "Song Jian, what did you call me for?"

  "I'm assigning you a task, have your brothers post these advertisements in every corner of Suzhou's streets and alleys, take action tonight after the rain stops," Song Jian said, pointing to a stack of advertisements.

  Gao Yuan glanced over and flipped her red hair, "No problem, they're familiar with this road."

  Song Jian pointed at Gao Yuan's hair and said, "Hurry up and dye it back."

  Gao Yuan "cut" in a loud voice, "I didn't sell myself to you, I'm just working for you, why restrict my personal freedom."

  As he spoke, Gao Yuan took out his mobile phone and made two calls.

  Soon the roar of motorcycles sounded, and then two young people with green hair, wearing torn jackets and beggar pants walked in.

  Gao Yuandao: "These are my two trusted subordinates. This one, Fei Maotui, runs extremely fast. In the past, when he was stealing things and being chased by a wolf dog, he ran over 5,000 meters and still wasn't caught. This other one is Ba Pi, the most educated person under me, with a master's degree. However, in the past, he wrote papers for professors as a ghostwriter and got caught, now he's our military strategist."

  Fei Maotui looked at Song Jian and said, "Big brother is great."

  He wore a pair of thick-rimmed glasses and although his outfit was quite unconventional, he had an elegant demeanor. He slightly bowed to Song Jian and said, "Good day, Chairman."

  Song Jian nodded and said: "Take these 10,000 advertisements with you. After the rain stops tonight, post them in the depths of the alleys."

  Fei Maotui and Bo Pi nodded.

  Gao Yuan added a few more words, then the two of them hugged that stack of advertisements and rode off on their motorcycle.

  Everything was handed over, Song Jian got on the car with a sigh, sat in his seat, raindrops pattered on the roof of the car, and the distant lights cast a vague reflection, a blur.

  Song Jian suddenly had a doubt, was he doing all this just for the money? Was it really just to earn enough money to prepare for buying medicinal materials and refining elixirs?

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