Chapter 75

The Yanjing Radio Station is located on the eastern extension of Chang'an Street, on the south side of Jianguomen, in the Radio Building.

At 10:30 AM, Xiaoyu arrived at the foot of the Radio Building.

After parking the car, he called Xue Li at the building entrance. Ten minutes later, Xue Li hurried out, greeting him warmly: "President Mai, you're here. I've already informed the station leaders, and they are waiting for you in the reception room."

"This isn't urgent," Xiaoyu said, pulling Xue Li to one side. "Wasn't that program supposed to be hosted by you? Why did they change the host?"

Xue Li's smile froze for a moment, but she quickly continued smiling and said, "It's the station's arrangement. I'm an intern, and when they asked me to host the program, it was only a temporary position. Besides, that story isn't suitable for a female host."

"Does your sister know?"

"I didn't tell her."

"Then why didn't you tell me? If I hadn't accidentally heard the broadcast last night, I wouldn't have known the host had been changed. I was wondering why you didn't call me to share the good news a few days ago. Were you already replaced then?"

"Um," Xue Li nodded lightly, her initial smile gone.

What a big pile of dog shit.

Peaches are picked in a hurry.

Temporary worker peaches...

Isn't there a song about temporary workers?

You are the most capable, the only one to seduce; the only one to seduce, don't blame the company for choosing you, boldly take the blame, don't be afraid to die or tremble, take the black pot, go to your death, work hard for the leaders, and even sacrifice is worth it.

Sacrifice one for the happiness of the entire company; temporary worker peaches, if not picked, are wasted; even if picked, they are still wasted; when the time comes, I will laugh smugly with the peaches, laugh smugly...

Doesn't it sound good?

Xiaoyu looked at Xue Li and asked in a serious tone, "Are you content?"

What can you do if you're not content?

It's hard to get into the Yanjing Radio Station, and even harder to become an intern.

If it weren't for her teacher's strong recommendation, she wouldn't have been able to get in this summer.

With no money, no power, no background, and no connections, who would care about an intern's feelings?

Even if they knew she was Li Bingbing's sister, her situation wouldn't improve much.

The radio station is its own small circle. With the development of technology and the spread of the internet, its influence has gradually weakened, but it's not easy for outsiders to meddle.

To put it bluntly, if you have no connection to this circle, why should they listen to you?

Just because you're an actor?

There are plenty of actors in the world!

Moreover, isn't the phenomenon of taking credit for others' work very common in today's society?

Don't even mention the entertainment industry; which circle doesn't have this phenomenon?

This is an unspoken rule accepted by the entire society.

If you quit over this, it would only show that you're not mature enough and not ready for today's society, and it would tarnish your teacher's reputation.

So, Xue Li endured.

Even if her status in the company had dropped from being a teacher's assistant to a mere errand runner, being called and ordered around all day, she could only endure it silently.

Xue Li didn't want to talk about this topic and said, "President Mai, let's go in. The leaders will be worried if we take too long."

Did her sharp edges get smoothed out so quickly?

Is it real or just an act?

If it's real, how can I make you Liu Tao's agent?

I need to test you and see if your sharp edges are still there!

With a decision made, Xiaoyu said, "Let's go. Take me to meet your leaders."

At that moment, a middle-aged man carrying two shopping bags from a supermarket passed by. Seeing Xue Li, he scolded from a distance, "Xiao Li, what's going on? You're not working diligently during office hours and are out here meeting your boyfriend. That's unacceptable!"

"Teacher Wang, you misunderstood. He's not my boyfriend..."

"What do you mean by misunderstanding? I didn't hit my head, and my eyes aren't blind!" Teacher Wang, carrying the shopping bags, walked over, scolding as he went, "You're just an intern, and you need the company to write your internship report, right? With your work attitude, how do you think your internship report will be written?"

"How he writes my internship report is none of your business!"

Xiaoyu was furious.

What kind of work attitude do you have?

What right do you have to criticize her?

Are you carrying a bag of shit in your hand?

You go shopping during work hours and now dare to criticize her for not working diligently?

Do you have any sense of shame?

Do you have any face left?

What are you, anyway!

If you dare to point at me again, I'll break your dog paws!

This series of "you" curses made Teacher Wang tremble all over, almost fainting from anger.

Xiaoyu was too fierce, and Teacher Wang didn't dare to provoke him. He turned his anger on Xue Li: "Look at the people you associate with! I will definitely report this to the leadership. Don't beg me; it won't help!"

Xue Li's face was cold. "He is the author of 'Ghost Blows Out the Light.' He's here to discuss copyright issues with the station, and the leadership asked me to come out and meet him. If you want to report to the leadership, go ahead. If there's nothing else, we'll go in. By the way, your bag is about to break."

With that, Xue Li and Xiaoyu walked into the Radio Building, leaving Teacher Wang, who was fuming and speechless.

Rustle!

The bag broke.

Thud!

The eggs that Teacher Wang had specially bought from the supermarket, which were on sale in limited quantities, fell to the ground like dumplings, splattering egg whites and yolks everywhere, the color of which matched his face.

"Young people these days have no manners at all!"

No one paid attention to Teacher Wang's outburst. Xue Li and Xiaoyu entered the Radio Building, took the elevator upstairs, and went to the cultural channel area, entering a small reception room.

There was no one in the reception room.

Leaders, if they show up on time, you should thank your lucky stars. How could they arrive early?

Do you think you're Mo Yan?

Do you expect the leaders to wait for you in the reception room?

You've written a mediocre novel that hasn't even been published yet.

If it weren't for our cultural radio platform, who would know about this novel?

Wait patiently!

Xue Li poured Xiaoyu a cup of warm water and went to notify the leadership.

She was gone for half an hour, leaving Xiaoyu sitting alone in the reception room.

Half an hour later, the cultural channel boss, Qian Hongyou, appeared with a young man in his twenties, walking steadily.

"Are you the author of 'Ghost Blows Out the Light'?"

Qian Hongyou said casually, walking past Xiaoyu and sitting down with an air of authority. Noticing that Xiaoyu didn't stand up to greet him, he thought to himself: Young people these days have no manners.

No manners?

The worst is yet to come!

The young man leaned forward and began to flatter Qian Hongyou.

The flattery was so over-the-top that it made Qian Hongyou seem like a god descended from heaven...

Xiaoyu couldn't stand the shameless flattery, but Qian Hongyou took it in stride.

However, as Xiaoyu spoke, Qian Hongyou's frown deepened, and his composure vanished...

"Where's Xue Li? Go, find her."