"Hello, everyone, this is the" whisper fear "column. I''m Li Xue, the host tonight..."

    At zero o''clock, the "fear in a low voice" column of literary and artistic broadcasting started broadcasting on time.

    In a high-end apartment, Qian Hongyou, in his forties, sat in bed, turned on the radio and tuned to the literature and art radio channel.

    "What radio do you listen to when you don''t sleep so late?" the wife woke up and turned over and muttered discontentedly, "it''s not enough to hear in the unit during the day. Listen out!"

    "Good, good, you sleep your, I go out to listen."

    Qian Hongyou dealt with two sentences casually, took the radio to the living room, turned on the air conditioner, sat on the sofa and continued to listen to the column of "fear in a low voice".

    He is the director of the literature and art channel. He hasn''t been home for half an hour and has been thinking about tonight''s "Whispering fear".

    Although it was his arrangement that Li Xue, an intern, went to dinglei

    Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, Bah!

    Well, start from scratch.

    Qian Hongyou is the channel director. He is very concerned about the broadcasting of "Whispering fear" tonight, because it is related to how much joint and several responsibility he will bear tomorrow.

    Fortunately, the main responsibility can be put on temporary workers, and the joint and several responsibility of his leaders will not be too great. Go back to the big leaders in Taiwan and make a review at the meeting. This matter will be over.

    As the saying goes, the board was raised high and fell gently, the temporary workers were dismissed, and the leaders scratched across their boots.

    "What I bring to you today is an experience of my friend Hu Bayi. For convenience, I will use ''I'' to refer to Hu Bayi and share his experience of stealing tombs with the audience."

    act or talk like a fool!

    Who gave her the right to change the broadcast content at will?

    I''ve also experienced tomb robbing. What can I say about tomb robbing?

    What a shame!

    The quality of interns is too poor!

    Disobedient employees are not good employees!

    Let her go tomorrow!

    Bang!

    Qian Hongyou was still angry. He slapped on the tea table. A lion roared from the bedroom: "what''s the shooting? Don''t let people sleep!"

    The relationship between middle-aged couples is easy to fall into crisis, and Qian Hongyou and his wife are no exception.

    "My grandfather''s name is Hu Guohua. My ancestors were famous landlords in ten miles and eight townships. In the most glorious period, I bought three hutongs connected in the city..."

    What a mess, bland and insipid, where is it like a ghost story!

    Qian Hongyou wanted to pat the table again. Thinking of the Hedong lion in the bedroom, he had no choice but to put it down and light a cigarette and smoke hard.

    "... according to my grandfather''s request, the paper binding master tied a paper woman pasted on white paper and painted his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, clothes and hair with watercolor. If he doesn''t get close, he will look like a living man in the distance..."

    Does this still promote feudal superstition?

    Interns are so rude.

    Live like her, there must be a lot of trouble!

    I''m afraid what''s waiting for me at that time is not as simple as the review at the meeting!

    Qian Hongyou became more angry and annoyed, but he couldn''t interrupt the live broadcast. He pressed out the cigarette butts, turned off the radio angrily and went back to his room to sleep.

    I''m angry and can''t sleep. He tossed and turned in bed and was yelled by his wife five times. He didn''t sleep until more than 3 a.m.

    The next morning, I was unexpectedly late for work.

    It''s more than nine o''clock when I wake up. It''s not ten o''clock when I get to work.

    But he is a leader. Except for the big leaders on the stage, no one on the literature and art channel has eyes and dares to talk to him about being late for work.

    When he arrived at the unit, he also thought about the "Whispering fear" hosted by Li Xue last night. His face was so gloomy that he could squeeze out water.

    "What was the feedback from the audience of" Whispering fear "last night?"

    For programs broadcast by radio stations, listeners can express their views and opinions by sending ordinary mail, e-mail and real-time messages on the website message board.

    The regular mail is a long time and hasn''t arrived yet, but the messages on e-mail and message board are real-time. Follow Qian Hongyou''s Secretary for many years to understand his boss''s habits. It has been counted as soon as he goes to work this morning.

    The feedback is not good, almost all of them are dissatisfaction and criticism.

    Where has Mr. Jiang Yuan gone?

    The class leader''s level is average!

    The last story is not finished. Why change the story?

    The story is not scary at all.

    Stealing tombs is against the law. Catch it and hit the target!

    If you don''t invite Mr. Jiang back, I''ll tie paper people for you every day.

    Ghosts are the manifestation of people''s soul after death. Ghosts blow lights. Let him blow a light. Let me see!

    ……

    How dissatisfied must the audience be before they can come up with such a wonderful reason to attack the column?

    "Has the intern come yet?"

    Qian Hongyou''s face became more and more ugly, and he was ready to operate on Li Xue.

    Li Xue is an intern. Even if she didn''t get off work until after midnight last night, she still went to work on time this morning and didn''t dare to be late.

    When she came to the unit, she found everyone''s expression very strange.

    Most people did not see her, a few people looked sorry, and several people showed a look of schadenfreude, which was an expression of waiting to see the play.

    She knows her identity very well. No matter whether others pay attention to her or not, she greets the elders of the unit one by one as usual, and then silently sweeps the floor, wipes the table, fetches water and arranges documents, commonly known as chores.

    At 10:30 in the morning, Qian Hongyou''s secretary came out and called everyone to a meeting.

    A meeting is actually a daily process.

    In the office hall of the channel, everyone put down their work and listened to director Qian Hongyou read out the listening rate of each program of the previous day. Praise with high listening rate, beating with low listening rate and programs with continuous downturn will face the end of shifting gears.

    The shift is not necessarily just the program, and the host may also change.

    "Cough."

    Qian Hongyou coughed twice as usual to show his dignity. After two simple opening remarks, he pointed at Li Xue.

    You little comrade, who allowed you to change the live broadcast content without authorization last night?

    Who did you report to?

    Are there any leaders in your eyes?

    ……

    Qian Hongyou scolded Li Xue, but the others didn''t respond.

    It was a big pit last night. No one can jump in and bolt out.

    Li Xue changed the live broadcast content without authorization, and committed the great taboo of office politics - no leadership!

    Can we have a good day today?

    "Do you know your identity? You''re just an intern..."

    Qian Hongyou held his fire all night and vented it all on Li Xue''s head. As saliva splashed, a staff member came in with a form and handed it to Qian Hongyou''s secretary.

    This interrupted Qian Hongyou''s lecture. He was very unhappy: "what are you doing?"

    The Secretary quickly explained: "leader, the listening rate came out. It was yesterday."

    "Give it to me!"

    Qian Hongyou took a look and was stunned.

    Two minutes later, he coughed again: "well, where did I just say?"

    "You just said, I''m just an intern!"

    Li Xue is not a submissive soft sister. She choked back in a word.

    Interns are also people!

    It''s a big deal to resign. Who''s afraid of who!

    Qian Hongyou didn''t think of the pestle, and then said, "yes, you''re just an intern, but you dare to take responsibility and innovate. Whatever the result, at least this courage is worth learning from everyone present!"

    Leader, did you forget to take your medicine today?

    The staff of the literature and art channel were forced by the collective ignorance