"The house is full of gold and jade, and the rich and arrogant are self-responsible. What a reasonable sentence, this person, once he can't recognize how many pounds and taels he has, he will be ......"

"Hahaha, Lao Li, you still make sense when you speak."

"Hey, I don't know how thick the sky is, and the people who cross the river and tear down the bridges to unload the mills and kill donkeys are unlucky, this is all karma."

A few old-timers with white beards wearing old shirts, stepping on Niu Yun's same cloth shoes, and holding teapots and iron balls in their hands appeared leisurely.

Yao Peiqian pouted, "Damn, I came up like a poem and came two sentences first." ”

"Tao Te Ching, they are all cultural people." Wu Dong turned his head and looked over.

"Looking for an old guy with a sense of existence, you don't bother with them, drop the price."

"Acquaintance? Is it an old-timer in the cross talk industry? ”

Chen Weiya said with a smile: "The old artist who has never worked in his life doesn't know which tendon of the Taiwan leader is wrong, so he asked them to come and have a look." ”

Wu Dong said lightly: "Supervisor? ”

"It's okay, they just have to give their opinions, and the decision is still up to you."

Tao Qiang got up helplessly, "Director Wu, let me introduce you, these are all the old-timers in our station, Yao Lao, Qian Lao, Li Lao......"

Several people pouted and pulled their mouths, and their posture was like the two elders of Xuan Ming who had just appeared in the Legend of Heaven and Dragon Slayer, arrogant, looking at people with their nostrils.

Wu Dong got up with a smile and shook hands with these old men who were playing music one by one, "Old Yao, Old Qian, Old Li......"

……

Wu Dong's posture was very low.

Not only does he have a shame on his face, but there are also many people who have to kick his nose in the face, and his low profile may be considered weak and bullied by the other party.

Wu Dong also felt that there should be a few big pockets that should go up, and then pulled their necks and collars, and shouted, "Old Deng, where are you all mixed up, don't you know that this is my territory?" ”

……

This is the CCTV rehearsal hall, there are hundreds of staff and actors waiting on the scene, and there are seven or eight cameras I don't know if they are on.

The environment restrained Wu Dong, and it also made a few old men not act arbitrarily, it was okay to say something sour, and it was okay to put on old qualifications, Wu Dong took the initiative to come over to shake hands, and they didn't dare to fight again.

"Director Wu is really young and promising, hahaha." The person in the lead, known as Yao Lao, said what seemed to be polite words and patted Wu Dong's shoulder with his hand.

Chen Weiya was stunned for a moment, (, you really think of yourself as a character, and patted Wu Dong on the shoulder with a big grin, who the knows who you are.) ）

"At your age, we're still serving tea and pouring water in the table." The other old man said contemptuously.

It sounds like flattery, but when it comes to his expression, it's sarcasm.

Wu Dong has always been polite to everyone when he came over the first two times, and he didn't put on a show or teach people.

Hearing them talking, the staff is not full, (haven't you lived all your life to do chores for the leader)

"Compared to you, we old fellows are all older than dogs."

Wu Dong laughed, "That's what you said!" ”

"Poof!" "Hahaha~"

Several old men were stunned for a moment, and Wu Dong took a false lead with his left hand, "Please take a seat, let's start immediately." ”

Damn, what he said, we just politely, he agreed!

A few old men were stunned, let's get angry, if you don't get angry, the people next to you are laughing.

But Wu Dong didn't seem to realize the problem at all, "Old Zhou, let's start......"

——

"Director, a few old people from Director Lu have already gone to the rehearsal hall."

"Does Wu Dong have any conflict with them?"

"I haven't heard of it, it is said that Director Wu is quite polite to a few of them."

"Alright, there you go."

"Yes."

"Hey, come back, help me find that potato video, I'll see what the skit that was criticized is not what it looks like, just listen to their scolding, I haven't seen anything yet."

"Click...... Poof...... Okay, I'll help you. ”

The female secretary in the skirt turned around and suddenly smiled inexplicably......

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sky began to snow again, and long queues formed on the main roads of Yanjing.

A few dancing girls sat in the aisle of the studio, "Hey, no one on this TV station gets off work." ”

"If it's okay, you can get off work normally, and if you have a show, you have to stay here."

"Don't say anything about getting off work, when can the lunch box come, it's all starving."

"Which show is it now?"

The little girl Nunu mouthed, "Over there, the thousand-armed Guanyin." ”

"Ah??? That's not even a fifth! ”

"Isn't it, those old things are fucking neurotic today, and I, with shredded meat and safety pants, are still chirping crookedly and saying that they are too erotic."

"Hehehe, those few are not good things at first glance, and they are erotic when they show their thighs, and they are not necessarily perverted behind their backs."

"What the hell are they doing?"

"I heard that it was an old artist who helped Director Wu."

"Help? Just them! It is not worthy of Wu Dao's shoes. ”

"Hey, there seems to be a lot of discussion about Director Wu on the Internet, saying that he unloaded the mill and killed the donkey, said that he crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and some people said that he didn't know the depth and what skeleton would gamble with, not only lost the control of Langlang Media, but also owed a lot of money."

"You are all the news from the time of Sema, Su Wei's people have already broken the news that Zhang Bin was swept away by the TV station for embezzlement of public funds, and Director Wu is his great benefactor......"

"Isn't that the news on the Internet, you can't verify it, the public says that the public is reasonable, the mother says that the mother is reasonable, just take a look at it."

"I don't know about the bet, but the experts said that Director Wu's short video is Jiang Lang's talent, I don't think so, I watched the three episodes of the short drama three times in the past two days. Hahaha, I die laughing at the thought of it. ”

A little girl put on sunglasses and said, "Let all those who discriminate against me die!" ”

"Hahaha...... Dead Light Light Death Light ......"

"Hey, you say, Director Wu himself is the producer of "Super Voice", is he slapping himself in the face of the talent show so sarcastically!"

——

"Papapa" comes in.

"Mr. Tong, today's data is out."

Tong Xiaorong smiled and looked at the little girl who walked in, isn't this the same herself she was two years ago, pure enthusiasm and a little impulsive.

Tong Xiaorong pointed to the computer, "What age, I'm still waiting for you to report, isn't this data all in the system!" ”

Li Meng stuck out his tongue, "Hehe, I don't have your highest authority, I can only watch the daily intranet announcement." ”

"Mr. Tong, it's not strange that you say it's strange, experts scolded Mr. Wu's short videos like that, but the number of plays is millions every day, and today's "The Strongest Draft King" is played 3730344 times a day! Our registered users have exceeded 8 million. ”

"It's useless to register users, what we need are active users, and more and more video providers."

"By the way, some users have done a review and editing of Super Voice, and some scenes are quite ,,, let's ask again in the background."

"What's the matter, you don't care if he beats himself or not, as long as everyone likes to watch it, we'll broadcast it!"

Li Meng's eyes flashed in confusion, "Okay, then I'll go." ”

Tong Xiaorong stood there inscrutablely, and said in her heart, you don't understand, I don't understand it yet, but Mr. Wu said that there is no problem, then there is no problem!

……

It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and Wu Dong said to Tao Qiang: "It's snowing heavily outside, why don't you tell everyone about the three programs and wait for tomorrow." ”

"Okay" Tao Qiang is also in his 50s, "Xiaolin, go and inform me, and the three programs will continue at 1 pm tomorrow." ”

……

"Ah??? We're going to come back tomorrow, so we're not waiting in vain this afternoon. ”

"Then what should I do, I don't blame Director Wu for this, you have all seen those old things chirping crookedly."

“MLGB”

"Mother Trey!"

"Day@#¥%235"

"Immortal Plate ......"

Qianfu pointed out, a few old guys are sitting on pins and needles.

Calvin is a bit powerful these days.

(End of chapter)