After the meeting, Yan Taming pulled seven or eight younger brothers with a black face to lecture, and in less than five minutes, these people who sat in the conference room and had not left could hear Yan Taming's earth-shattering male duck voice.

Ding Ning laughed.

"Haha, it's so enjoyable, how many days have it been, and I finally saw Yan Tame deflated, it's even more exciting than giving me a salary increase!"

Someone next to him immediately chimed in.

"Yes, you didn't look at Yan Tame's face just now, it's just black to the limit!"

"Haha, he is doing it on his own, and he wants to give Mr. Bai a dismissal, but Mr. Bai gives him a dismissal, it's really a report and a report, and the report is funny!"

"Mr. Bai, I love you to death, I completely relied on my strength to kill Yan Tao in seconds!"

"Mr. Bai, are you still going to talk about "Notes on Tomb Robbery" tonight?"

Bai Feng smiled.

Of course, this story is so popular with the audience that it naturally has to be told to the end. ”

Others rejoiced.

"Great, I'm close at night, I'm here to listen to the live version!"

"I'll do it too!"

"I want it too!"

……

Bai Feng thought that these people were just talking, who knew that when he was recording the show at night, he just took the elevator to the 8th floor, but he saw that there was already a bunch of people at the door of the recording studio.

"You ...... Are you really here?"

"Haha, Mr. Bai, we are all your fans, come to listen to the live version!"

"Learn from Mr. Bai!"

"I want to hear stories!"

……

Bai Feng looked at the time, and didn't care about gossiping with them, after entering the recording studio, these people were quite conscious, all of them stood in the place where they couldn't record, there was no place to sit, they just sat on some cardboard boxes in the recording studio, like a group of migrant workers......

Qiao Jing smiled and made a countdown gesture towards Bai Feng.

3！

2！

1！

"Hello listeners, it's time for Da Bai Xiaojing to tell you the story! Today we are going to talk about "Notes on Tomb Robbery", before we start talking, I would like to remind you, especially friends who drive at night, you must drive well when listening to the story, don't be too distracted! Yesterday we talked about Wu Xie opened an antique shop in the Xileng Printing Society in Hangzhou, when the store was opened, an old man came, he asked Wu Xie about the Warring States Silk Book, today we continue to talk, saying that Wu Xie watched the old man leave, rummaged back and forth from the old box in the store, and found the same Warring States Silk Book as the old man! He was a little curious, what mystery was hidden in this Warring States Silk Book......

10:30 p.m.!

In a girls' dormitory in a college town, four long-legged cute girls listened to the radio with bated breath, while pulling the sheets with their hands in order to relieve their tension.

"It's over, I'm really fascinated......"

"Sisters, tomorrow seems to be ...... I have to take the exam at 8 o'clock in the morning......"

"Huh, exams, but I still want to hear ......."

"Why don't we listen for another ten minutes?"

"Good ......"

Ten minutes later......

"Or do you want to go to sleep after listening to this?"

"Good ......"

"Or listen to it for another five minutes?"

……

"Hey, I haven't heard it yet, it's over......"

"yes, by the way, you just said the exam or something, what's going on?"

"Exams?"

"It's over, it's ...... tomorrow"

……

The traffic police on duty of the traffic police team, after learning the lesson of last night, directly dispatched three times the police force tonight, but after listening to the radio for half an hour, they did not receive a call to the police, but they were all attracted by Bai Feng's story.

"Damn, why is it not so enjoyable to listen to? Xiao Wu, is there anything in the back?"

"Without the captain, it's rubbing and rubbing and oops at dawn...... The ...... will continue at 10 o'clock tomorrow night."

"I'm going crazy, which of you listened to it last night, tell everyone about it, we didn't listen to it last night, what the hell was going on?"

"Me too, I didn't hear it before, I don't know it later, but I can still listen to it with relish......"

"If only I could talk a little more......"

"Captain, let's go to their message board and leave a message, maybe we can extend the time?"

……

As soon as Bai Feng returned to the store, she took a shower first, and then flipped through the message board of the radio station while lying down, this time leaving more messages, and the time was all concentrated after she got off the show at 12 o'clock.

Except for the positive and likes, almost all of the rest are recommended to extend the time.

"Why is tonight's show over so quickly......"

"yes, I lost my energy when I first heard it......"

"Feeling like your body is hollowed out......"

"Strongly demand more program length!"

"+1 in support!"

"+2 Support!"

"+3 for support!"

"Support +10086!"

……

The next day, Bai Feng, who had never stayed up all night, seemed to have the gas to get up at noon, and went to the fourth floor to scold Tang Long for the blood spray, and then repaired the money strings.

The diners who came to eat saw that the boss was wrong, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to speak, and they didn't even dare to chew on it.

After Bai Feng drove to Taili for a meeting, the whole restaurant was like the New Year, and firecrackers rang out, and an old diner jokingly asked for money skewers.

"Hey, something is wrong with Boss Bai today, what is this stimulating, just get up and arrest someone to lecture you......"

Qian Chuanzi pouted, he still wanted to know, he sat on the bar chair and crossed his legs, and was scolded by Bai Feng for more than an hour......

arrived in the station, and sure enough, this time, Director Wang took advantage of the explosive ratings of "Evening Story" to scold the old people under Yan Tame as grandsons.

It is also these three who are not angry, occupy the pit in vain and do not, and make three prime-time programs into fighters in the garbage in two days.

Yesterday, they were ranked in the top one or two, but today they were directly suppressed by Bai Feng, not only that, but even Ding Ning's emotional program "Telling" surpassed them and won the second place in the ratings.

Yan Tame's black face is a little better, and he seems to be used to it, while the director Wang Changzhi is more accustomed to it, and the more he scolds Huai every day, the more he scolds Huai.

He has a bit of a 'donkey of Qian', he thought that this Yan Tame was so powerful, but after trying to scold once, he felt quite cool, and Yan Tame had no excuse to return the mouth, so the more he scolded, the more he scolded, the more he scolded, and gradually, the old director seemed to have found a new joy in life.

Of course, this is only a superficial phenomenon, how could a soft rice man who has been arrogant all his life be knocked down by this kind of blow?

He only endured it for three days, but he couldn't bear it anymore and ran to his backer's house to ask for advice.

At this moment, in the dark room, only a flickering cigarette butt flickered, and there was a small golden radio with a very low volume.

Despite the darkness, the golden light was still dazzling, and a small line was faintly engraved on it.

[03 years...... Gold Broadcasting Title Winner...... Rongfeng!】

Bai Feng's "Notes on Tomb Robbery" was being broadcast on the radio, and the cigarette butt burned out, but it was turned off by a gloomy old man who gently turned the switch.

He coughed, as if even coughing had a kind of majesty, and Yan Tame, who was sitting next to him, immediately stood up respectfully.

"Father-in-law, hehe...... You...... How did you remember to take out the gold broadcast today......? Aren't they all in the cupboard?"

"Ahem...... Dead things are dead things after all, and if they are pressed for a long time, they may break, and even if they are not broken, they will make many people forget about ......"

"How can it be, who doesn't know that you are the only one among the radio practitioners to receive the Golden Broadcasting Award, and this honor is still written on the wall of every radio station. ”

"Hehe, it would be nice if it was pure gold, but it is copper-plated, and who knows the real value?"

"No, father-in-law, although you have retired, but your prestige is still there, just say that this golden broadcast, even if it is copper-plated, it is also golden, and there is no second one in the world!"