"Well, no. Of course not, you're so polite!"

The girl who obviously felt it, the different emotions for herself, and then thinking about Ye Qingyu at home, Yang Fan instinctively repulsed a little.

In the entire office, there are probably dozens of people, of course there are those who are close to Yang Fantao, but there are also some who are cold bystanders.

For example, Mr. Liu Yan, who was sitting there, put a thousand down jackets aside, wearing a snow-white woolen high-waisted sweater, and a light makeup painted on his pretty face, giving people a cold and unapproachable feeling.

Outside the door, someone pushed the door and sat down, reporting a corrugated cardboard box in his hand, and placing stacks of pieces of paper on the tables in various places.

Yang Fan was a little stunned when he saw it, but he didn't understand what this was. The little girl on the side patiently explained, "These are all letters from listeners, because some activities are often held on the radio, and most of them rely on letter delivery." ”

"Yes. ”

Although technology is so advanced now, writing letters can be more deliberate and *, there are things that electronic products cannot replace.

With two dozen thick letters in his hand, Yang Fan felt a sense of satisfaction. In addition to being greedy for money, he attaches more importance to fame. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gotten along with money, fight for that breath, and get myself to this field.

His working hours were about 10 o'clock in the evening, and he could have slept at home, but as soon as he put down the letter, he was called by Director Sun.

"Good morning, Director Sun!"

In an independent office, Yang Fan stood neither humble nor arrogant, and Director Sun, who was sitting on the chair, looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Do you know why I called you here?" asked Director Sun with a smile.

"This, I'm really a little bit unclear, please make it clear to the leader. Yang Fan vaguely guessed something in his heart, but he still pretended, he was afraid that the other party was trying to cheat out his news.

"The young man is very cautious, this is very good, so young, so steady in doing things, very good!"

He praised Yang Fan for a while, and then said, "I called Teacher Yan yesterday, and then I learned your true identity." But speaking of Xiao Yang, it's so hard for you to hide it from us!"

Sure enough, Yang Fan had a wry smile on his face.

He knew that if he couldn't keep his identity, he would be discovered by others. But I didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

I thought in my heart, could it be that Brilliant Entertainment has put pressure on the provincial Taiwan? Or is there any interest between the two?

Seeing Yang Fan's face constantly changing, Director Sun's eyes narrowed into a slit, and he said, "I know what you kid is thinking, do you think that after I know your true identity, I will dismiss you!"

Yang Fan, who was exposed to his old bottom, blushed for a while, but still waved his hand again and again: "How could it be, look at what you said." ”

Lao Sun got up, took out a small box from the cabinet on his desk, and took out two white porcelain cups from the side of the cabinet, and put some slender and pointed tea leaves into it.

When Yang Fan saw this tea, his eyes couldn't help but light up. Because this tea is the Xinyang Maojian of his hometown.

Speaking of my childhood, in the mountains and wilderness, I have also seen those low tea trees, and when I was a child, I also followed my sister and brother's buttocks.

In the depths of love, my hands and feet no longer obey the call.

Yang Fan walked lightly in front of Director Sun, with a flick of his right hand, the two white porcelain teacups were firmly held in his hands, he rinsed the teacup with warm water in front of the water dispenser, and then put the hair tip in, set 85 °C water on it, brewed for the first time, and then poured out the hot tea, and then added water to brew.

After soaking, he had words in his mouth, and after counting for 30 seconds, he came back to his senses, and when he saw the steaming tea in front of him, he was immediately a little embarrassed, and waved his hand to Director Sun to apologize.

Lao Sun didn't care, but when he saw Yang Fan's hand, he said with some surprise: "You ...... It's not the first time I've made tea, right? Could it be that I've hired a valuable tea master for the company?"

"That's right, leader. This Xinyang Maojian is a specialty of my family, so I am lucky to make this kind of tea. Yang Fan scratched his head and hurriedly explained.

The title of tea master is not allowed to be installed at will.

Their tea masters here are very high-level. But even the lowest-level junior tea master has a salary of at least tens of thousands of yuan.

In the unit where Yang Fan interned, the monthly internship salary was less than 1,000 yuan. There are various subsidies in this, and the basic salary is only 400 yuan.

Of course, he came here to learn from the experience, to think about his future reputation, and he didn't have the intention of making money.

"Oh, that's the case!" Lao Sun was a little regretful, if there was a tea master under him, then take him out to have a meal with the leader and get something, what a long face!

Yang Fan knows very well that the reason why this profession is so popular is because tea art has become a world Olympic sport five years ago, although it only belongs to the special *, and there is a gap between basketball and volleyball, but how to say, it has also become a world-class competitive event.

In addition, it is worth mentioning that because of the great encouragement of the government and the national level, all kinds of folk art have a tendency to move forward and develop, unlike more than 20 years ago, when it was passed down from generation to generation, and maybe it will be lost.

Yang Fan stood respectfully, Lao Sun was sighing, suddenly as if he thought of something, his face changed, he politely invited Yang Fan to the sofa on the side, and said with a smile: "That, that's like this." Didn't you write a drama for Mr. Yan? I read that drama, and it was really well written, quite good. ”

"Are you talking about Thunderstorm?"

"Yes, that's it. Lao Sun looked very excited, his eyes were shining with golden light, but he seemed to feel that his attitude was a little urgent, so he smiled brightly and said: "When the Chinese New Year comes, Taili will hold a large-scale provincial party." You said that as a literary frequency, do you have some works that can be said to be reasonable and can be handled!"

Lao Sun rubbed his hands and looked at Yang Fan with small eyes, but the other party sat up straight with an expressionless face and didn't say a word.

"Xiao Yang, you have to be considerate of Taili. That, I know, you must think that I assigned you to Li Ming, he didn't teach you well, and there were some conflicts between the two of you, but this is also what I didn't expect, if it is because of this incident, I will apologize to you, do you think it will be okay?"

looked at Lao Sun's earnest gaze, and said everything in this way. Yang Fan was very frightened, and hurriedly nodded and said: "You can use this book, but it doesn't involve copyright things, I will bring you a copy of the authorization, just for this party." ”

"Of course, of course, as it should be. Director Sun smiled, and a gleam flashed in his mung bean-sized eyes.

I feel that this kid is too clever, and he is a little too difficult, and he wants to fool him as a young man of this age, but he doesn't even have a door.

Coming out of the director's office, Yang Fan found that many colleagues were looking at him, and he was a little uncomfortable for a while.

Sitting at his desk, he was a little idle.

The capsules of the junior broadcasting and hosting profession require 200,000 prestige points each, and they can last for three hours at a time.

As for the tomb robbery notebook, Yang Fan ate it thoroughly, and now there is no problem with reciting it like a stream, so naturally there is no need to consider this aspect.

As his reputation points continue to increase, she gradually discovers that the gadgets she used to draw may come in handy for a certain period of time, but they may never be useful.

Thinking of accumulating a vote and then drawing, he gave up the idea of lottery, and when he glanced at it, he saw two large packets of letters on the table, and his heart suddenly moved.

When I was a child, I liked to open letters the most. Because the family lived in the mountains, although they did not have to worry about food and clothing, electronic products were relatively scarce at that time, and the family often used writing letters as the main means of communication.

Thinking of his grandfather Deng, when he was a child, he always didn't forget to bring himself a candy man or other small toys.

"Take it apart?" he smiled with some reminiscence, grabbed the letter on the table, and began to read it.

"It's a different host, right, but I like it. I like this tomb robbery note too, oh, I forgot to say it. I've robbed tombs before, but it's not as evil as the anchor said, hehe. However, the story told by the anchor yesterday scared me, and I will continue to support it, come on!"

Just by reading the letter, Yang Fan knew that this was definitely an honest man. also hurriedly replied: This big brother, I don't know your surname, so let's call you big brother. Thank you for your support of the Midnight Terror column, and thank you for your love for the tomb robbery notes, it is my honor that you can like this novel so much. I'm going to keep it on for you and the audience.

With a good start, Yang Fan is more interested in the next letter.

This second letter, with a small strawberry sticker on it. The main color of the letter is pink, and the letter paper inside is also written with colorful colored pens.

Taking out the letter paper, Yang Fan thought that this was a little girl who loved beauty, but after reading it slowly, he realized that it was actually a leather monkey.

"Hello Teacher Xiao Yang! I am an ordinary student of the No. 1 Primary School in the Imperial Capital, and I listened to your novel yesterday, so scared that I didn't sleep all night, and I forgot to write my homework. I really want to know, whether the third child is alive or not, I think he's a bad person, hehe, and will continue to support you, I hope you can broadcast a little more!"

"We still have to focus on learning, and occasionally you can listen to it when you are tired of learning, but Mr. Xiao Yang suggests that you should still finish your homework and listen to it, after all, playing and learning are not wrong, this is a good child in the new era." Moreover, the teacher seriously suspects that you made this excuse because you didn't want to do your homework in the first place. ”

More than thirty letters, Yang Fan replied. It's not that he is a real person, but because in today's scientific and technological development, anyone who can write to him with letters is reciprocated with great sincerity, and of course he has to be courteous.

After writing them, he put them in a small mailbox hanging at the door of the office, so he didn't have to worry about them, and the staff would take them out and send them back.

It was 11 o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still some time before eating. Yang Fan's hands were a little itchy, and he wanted to play a game, but when he thought that it was working time, he put away his thoughts.

After all, these are sensitive times. If someone catches the handle at this stage, or makes people talk nonsense, it will be a bit more than worth the loss.

Ding!

As he pondered, an email alert icon on his computer indicated that his mailbox was full.

Yang Fan scratched his head, clicked in, and saw the dense emails inside, and suddenly felt that his head was about to get bigger.

After deleting some spam information, there were still several days of messages in it, and he couldn't help but be a little speechless, didn't Li Ming clean up his mailbox?

He took over this column, and naturally got the mailbox of this column, but he didn't expect such a thing to happen, and adjusted the time to last night to today's reply, Yang Fan looked at it again, there were more than 600 pieces, and he suddenly felt that his head was big for a while, and the embarrassment was committed.