When he came to the unit, Zhu Quan looked energetic, but many other colleagues in the office area had dark circles under their eyes, probably because they worked too late yesterday.

"Brother Li, why don't you look like you're waking up?"

"Brother Qiang, thank you for taking care of me yesterday!"

"Sister Wang, you can't see the dark circles under your eyes... It's already dark! Ha ha... Sister, sister, sister, I was wrong, I don't make fun of you..."

"Uncle Wei, you drink strong tea and strong coffee in the morning! A mix of East and West? ”

"My dear Aunt Mei, you are glorious today, tell us about any happy events, so that we can also be happy."

...

Because of Zhu Quan's superior broadcasting strength and wonderful horror stories yesterday, as well as his friendly and friendly attitude, he directly conquered his colleagues in the Literature and Art Broadcasting Department professionally and emotionally.

That's why Zhu Quan can talk and laugh with them today, and the car that drives to the "kindergarten" from time to time is very harmonious.

And everyone also invariably ignored the man named Ai Yuan.

No one is stupid!

Let's not talk about whether Ai Yuan's sale of copyrights is illegal, illegal, or moral, but the matter of Ai Yuan's sudden diarrhea is strange everywhere.

After his matter was revealed, Ai Yuan directly bowed his head and admitted his mistake, did not quibble, did not shirk, and took out an application form for declaring copyright fees that had been prepared long ago, which was obviously to cover up someone's behavior.

Because just with him as the host, how can he have such a great ability to buy the copyright of this novel?

Obviously, what he said cost 600,000 yuan, that is, he really planned to buy it with 600,000 yuan, but just in case, he got two application forms.

Secondly, Ai Yuan could say conclusively at that time, "Let's see if Ren Xin can go on the live broadcast." ”

This sentence is thought-provoking!

Zhu Quan's live broadcast has already been booked, unless Zhu Quan's "Ghost Blows the Lantern" is also a theft of someone else's copyright, or the power outage of National Television or the equipment in the station is broken, or Zhu Quan can't go on the live broadcast station because of physical reasons.

At the same time, Ai Yuan's originally good body suddenly had diarrhea, and he went to the hospital after prostration!

Isn't this the last situation that verifies that Zhu Quan can't go on the live broadcast stage?

It's just that Ai Yuan gave the laxative wrong when he operated!

As for why Ai Yuan took the laxative, that is purely a reasonable guess of everyone.

Because the place of this private room was booked by Ai Yuan himself, and the previous dinners were all in the lobby outside, the kind with cameras.

All of the above are speculations by these colleagues, and there is no substantial evidence, but a fairly complete chain of evidence has been formed in their minds.

Zhu Quan sat in the temporary workstation arranged for him by Niu Qi, turned on the computer, and prepared to write a synopsis of the story that needed to be recorded today, and find the material for the back music, so as to make it more in line with the atmosphere of the story and create a deeper sense of horror.

"Xiao Zhu, Xiao Zhu, didn't you start recording the show in the afternoon? Why did you come so early? ”

The eldest sister of an editorial team asked.

"Xiao Zhu, you are here, have you eaten? Sister, there are small breads here, and biscuits... Banana or not? What about milk? ”

Senior Sister Zhu Quan of an editing group had a lot of snacks on the table, and asked with dark circles under her eyes that had stayed up all night.

"Teacher Zhu, it's early."

"I listened to that show you had at night, what a special cow B."

"Yes, I was on the live broadcast when you were trying to give a trial lecture yesterday afternoon, and I was going to participate in your reception banquet after the live broadcast, but I received a call from home, and I went back early if I had something to do. Thanks to the fact that I saw in the group that everyone was praising your story for being good, I didn't miss it. ”

"Haha, like me, I'm listening at home! ... Yes, I didn't come to work yesterday... Hello, my name is Huang Zhongqiu, and I am the morning radio host... Just call me Brother Huang, or Brother Qiu. I heard that the story is your original? Don't use the manuscript yet? ”

"That's not it, now I want to say it, how did you say that our Director Niu found such a powerful host!"

"Unscripted live broadcast, I haven't seen a few people with this strength in my career for so many years, and ordinary people can't. It is estimated that it has not been a few words, and it will be messed up. ”

"Mr. Zhu is a serious academic background, a top student of Guochuan University, which is trivial. Let's try it! ”

...

After Zhu Quan became his temporary worker, three or five new colleagues greeted him with a smile, and their attitude was very friendly.

Zhu Quan didn't react to the title of "Teacher Zhu", and was stunned:

Teacher Zhu?

What Mr. Zhu?

This is... Call me again?

I haven't graduated from a junior college yet, how can I be called Teacher Zhu!

Zhu Quan, who came back to the taste, quickly said modestly:

"Teacher Jin, Teacher Wen, Brother Huang, Sister Shui, Sister Ting, don't call me teacher, I'm a newcomer, I'm still a student by reason, not to mention that I'm really just a junior! I still have to learn a lot from your seniors, and I ask you to help and support you a lot. ”

After saying a lot, Zhu Quan quickly got up, arched his hand towards these colleagues he had just met, and said, "Everyone can call me Xiao Zhu." ”

As a media worker, whether it is a worker in front of the stage or a worker in front of the scenes, the title of "teacher" is a fairly common "official title".

To be called a "teacher" is not too much here.

It can be said that as long as you enter this circle, you can be called a certain teacher.

Just like Mr. Tony, who got a haircut, there is no meaning to belittle.

But Zhu Quan knows how to measure.

With his current qualifications, others can call him "teacher" if he gives face, then he also has to give face to others, and he can't be called this title, especially in front of these old qualifications, he has to maintain a modest quality, so he has to immediately decline the title of "teacher".

This is the unspoken rule of society, as long as you survive in this society, you need to know these basic knowledge.

After a few polite words to each other, they had an in-depth exchange, and after exchanging WeChat, they stopped.

The reason is also clear!

Yesterday, Ai Yuanke was still there, and due to uncertainty and reasons that didn't concern him, they wouldn't be the first to be friendly to him.

So except for the relevant members of the "Late Night Horror" program team, they all found excuses to avoid the reception banquet.

But now the form is cheerful!

Zhu Quan has already become an instant hit with his "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" and has gained a firm foothold in the broadcasting department.

In addition, he originally emerged in the "Host Competition", and he also turned the tide in the "College Debate Competition", a living thigh!

If you don't show favor now, don't take the opportunity to hug your thighs, but when?

Their attitude has changed like this, human nature!

Sophisticated?

No!

It's not!

Human affection is like this.

If it was too serious, Zhu Quan should have suffered from depression in his previous life.

Of course, there are still many people in this huge office area who don't say hello to Zhu Quan, and they are still turning a blind eye, or they will never talk if there is no need to talk.

This is due to the personality of some people, who feel that their work has no intersection with Zhu Quan, and it is not too late to talk to them when they have an intersection.

There are also some people who simply look at Zhu Quan unpleasantly, and feel that Zhu Quan has harmed Ai Yuan miserably, which not only hurts his body but also exposes corruption, so he naturally "crosses his eyebrows and coldly fingers at Qianfu" to Zhu Quan, and has no good face.