I don't know if it's polite, before Huo Yaowen and Liu Weidong left, He Zuozhi personally sent them downstairs.

Before the two of them left, He Zuozhi suddenly remembered something, hurriedly held it back, and said: "Huo Sheng, I just remembered that some of the tomb robbery tools in your book don't seem to be described too much, do you want to help us complete it? You also know that when the host of the radio drama narrates, if it is not detailed enough, it is difficult to make the audience immersive." ”

Huo Yaowen grinned and said, "No problem, Director He." ”

After pondering for a few seconds, he said, "Director He, what do you think of this, I try to draw some of the props in my book that are difficult to tell with a pen?"

"That's fantastic. He Zuozhi nodded with satisfaction: "It's going to trouble Huo Sheng." ”

"Haha, it's nothing, I just hope you don't care about my paintings, my paintings are ugly. "Huo Yaowen's painting is really ugly, he can draw a pig.

He Zuozhi only thought that Huo Yaowen was joking, and also waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Huo Yaowen said: "Then don't bother Director He, when Director He is ready, just call my school, and I will come over as soon as possible." ”

"Okay Huo Sheng, when the manpower and props on our side are ready, we will notify Huo Sheng as soon as possible. ”

He Zuozhi waved goodbye to the two.

Just as he was about to turn around and go to the office, he saw a figure behind him.

Directly startled him, seeing that the figure was the niece of the world, He Zuozhi tapped the girl's forehead, and said angrily: "Huizhen, what are you doing behind secretly." ”

"It hurts, Uncle Shi. Luo Huizhen pretended to cover her forehead and exhaled.

He Zuozhi chuckled, he didn't care about the girl shouting headache at all, how hard he used, how could he not know, and said with a smile: "Ghost spirit, let's say, why do you have time to come to me today." ”

"Hee-hee. Luo Huizhen saw through her careful thinking by Uncle Shi, and said with a grin: "Uncle Shi, my father agreed to me to be a host on the radio!!"

"Did your father agree?" He Zuozhi was stunned, he didn't expect Luo Wenhui to agree to his daughter being a radio host.

You must know that the Luo family has been a wealthy family for several generations, and almost all the male members of the family are non-official justices of the peace appointed by the Hong Kong Governor's Office, all of whom are elites in the legal field, and many of them have become executive councilors.

This kind of family rarely lets the daughter's family show her face to be the host, although she is a radio host, she only needs to speak and does not need to show her face, but she is also a public figure.

In last year's "Binbin" incident, a large number of elderly people resigned from the station, because they were afraid that they would be in danger, and if they hadn't recruited some people later, the situation at the radio station would have been even worse.

In this case, Luo Wenhui would actually agree to her daughter to be a radio host, how much she has to spoil her.

"yes. Luo Huizhen covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Mommy I begged, she agreed, and my father naturally agreed." ”

He Zuozhi squinted slightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "Are you sure your father agreed?"

"Of course!" Luo Huizhen nodded affirmatively.

"Okay, you go to Uncle Li's first, he will broadcast later, you can listen to it and learn a little experience. He Zuozhi said.

"Okay Uncle Shi!" Luo Huizhen was overjoyed when she heard this, turned around and walked towards the broadcast studio with brisk steps.

Leaving He Zuozhi thinking about something, after thinking for a while, he decided to call Luo Wenhui to ask, regardless of whether the other party agrees with Luo Huizhen to be the radio host, this matter still has to be called out.

Before He Zuozhi walked back to the office, Chen Liang, the screenwriter of the radio station, walked next to him, and he said: "Director He, I just heard that you have reached a cooperation with the author of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp"?"

He Zuozhi saw that it was Chen Liang, and said with a smile: "Well, Ah Liang, you came just in time, you can take a look at the book "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" these days, see if you can adapt it, and make a script suitable for radio dramas, and later, I will notify the author to come and discuss with you." ”

"Isn't 10,000 too expensive? Chen Liang said a little unhappily: "It seems that the station has never spent such a large price to buy the broadcasting rights of a book." ”

He Zuozhi was slightly stunned, and then roughly understood that Chen Liang should be dissatisfied, after all, he is a professional screenwriter in the station, and almost many popular radio dramas are from him, but the price of each script is only 5,000 in the station, which is naturally a lot less than Huo Yaowen's 10,000.

He Zuozhi pondered for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "Ah Liang, have you watched "Ghost Blowing the Lantern"?"

"I haven't seen it, but I've only heard what Director He said before. Chen Liang shook his head.

"Then I'll show you later, this book is very suitable for adaptation into a radio drama. You should know that the recent situation in the station is not very good, many old employees resigned and retired, coupled with last year's Binbin incident, in terms of listening rate, let the people of Radio Television Hong Kong surpass the past, if we don't seize the opportunity, I am afraid it will be really difficult to catch up with the people of Radio Hong Kong. ”

He Zuozhi said bitterly.

Chen Liang pursed his lips and nodded reluctantly, "I know the director." ”

"The radio station is going to move out soon, and the government is interested in building a new public housing estate in Lai Chi Kok, so I discussed with a few directors that the radio station will move to the side of the radio station at that time. The new building is much better than here, and when the time comes, we will reorganize the internal work of the radio station, in addition to some daily scheduling of work, there will be a special editorial department in the station, you are the old editor of the radio station, Ah Liang, you have to take advantage of the opportunity. ”

He Zuozhi patted Chen Liang's shoulder.

When Chen Liang heard this, his eyes lit up, his heart was happy, and he nodded with a smile: "Director He, don't worry, I will definitely work hard." ”

"Well, come with me to the office to pick up the newspaper "Ghost Blows the Lantern", and you will understand why I paid a lot of money to buy it. ”

...

On the way back.

Huo Yaowen walked attentively, there were 13,000 yuan in his trouser pocket, and the trouser pocket was very deep, and he would not fall out, but he was afraid that when he would get in the car, there would be pickpockets in the crowd, or there would be a few flying boys blocking the road and robbing him.

Huo Yaowen is not worried about these situations at all on weekdays, but with so much money in his trouser pocket, he should be careful.

Liu Weidong asked, "Huo Sheng, do you want to go to the newspaper office?"

"Huh, now?" Huo Yaowen glanced back at the other party.

"Yes, by the way, I helped you settle the manuscript fee for another 100,000 words. Liu Weidong wanted to bring Huo Yaowen back to the company, and then notify the editor-in-chief and tell him what he heard before.

"Forget it today. Huo Yaowen looked at the sky, although it was only one o'clock at noon, he hadn't eaten yet, and he had so much money on his body, and it was not safe on the road, so it was better to go home early.

"Oh well. When Liu Weidong heard this, he sighed in his heart, and then said: "Then if Huo Sheng is free tomorrow, come to the newspaper office to talk about the progress, you also know that the radio dramas on the radio station are generally broadcast very quickly, so you have to adjust your jaw." ”

"Okay. Huo Yaowen nodded in response.

At a crossroads, the two went their separate ways.

Huo Yaowen got on the bus home, fortunately, there were not many people in the car, and there were seats, and when he got home, his back was stained with sweat.

...

On the other hand, as soon as Liu Weidong returned to the newspaper office, he immediately told the editor-in-chief Li Daoguang about it.

"I want to write eight books, two million words!" Li Daoguang frowned slightly.

Liu Weidong nodded: "Yes, Huo Yaowen said it himself, editor-in-chief, you also know that the daily sales of the newspaper have been increasing recently, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is the performance brought by "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", I am afraid that Huo Yaowen will think that our manuscript fee will be less, and it will be miserable to switch to his family." ”

Li Daoguang pondered for a long time, and when he thought of the editor-in-chief Ma Rulong praising himself for running the newspaper well in the morning, he had a plan in his heart, and it seemed that it was imperative to increase the manuscript fee.