Chapter 793

Hang up the phone, Han Mo began to think about his new program, and didn't liberate Xiaohu's father's complete loss of Xiaohu.

Hang up the phone, Xiaohu's father smiled indifferently and said to himself, "this little Han, specially find some problems he knows I don't know."

Now the little tiger father has not realized that he has missed a lot of important moments for his children. Maybe one day he will realize that he may be very early, have time to remedy, and may be very late, leaving only regret.

This program does not have an identical model in the original world, but he wants to convey some ideas through this program. He hopes that parents will not miss their children's growth. Although he does not know whether it will be effective, he hopes to let some people understand that they are missing in their children's growth path.

Han Mo thought a lot of questions in his heart. He also wanted to know whether he knew the little guy. Some questions, he knew, some questions, he didn't know very well.

He didn't tell little Pang Xie about the program in advance. He wanted to finish the plan alone. Whether it was little Pang Xie or song hero, it wouldn't help him very much, because they didn't understand Han Mo's real idea, that is, the little tiger father who just called, Han Mo could guess what he looked like when he hung up.

This program has been conceived some time ago. Recently, it has become more and more intense to do it quickly. Han Mo didn't go out of the office all day. In addition to chatting with Shuya and asking her about the situation during the day, he has been planning the program all day. He even asked pangxie to send dinner to the office.

The news that Han Mo didn't leave the office for a day was immediately spread. Several familiar people were happy, because their Han Mo must have new actions. As long as Han Mo enters the working state, there must be big work to do.

"Hey, little pangxie, what is president Han doing?" Song hero touched little pangxie's office and whispered.

In fact, little Pang Xie also looked confused. He didn't know what brother Han was doing. If he knew he would have gone out to show off, why bother to hide in the office and guess? He didn't know how many calls he received this afternoon. He asked President Han what he was doing in the office and whether there was a new project.

To be exact, little pangxie not only didn't know what Han Mo was doing, but also didn't know the general direction of what he was doing.

Of course, you can guess that Han Mo is writing songs in the office, writing scripts, planning programs, or even drawing comics.

Anyway, little Ponzi doesn't know.

After a while, Huang Shanshan, Jin Taining, Pu Xiangzi and Wang Qian all came. Seeing that song hero was also here, pangxie crowded in together and began to discuss.

"President Han may be writing a script. I think I'm going to make a movie again. Just think about it and be happy." Park Xiangzi's two eyebrows are dancing. She is looking forward to making a movie. As long as she makes a movie with Han Mo, she can run all over the set without eating or drinking. She is willing to.

"No, I think it's a song. My brother Han hasn't written a song for a long time. I still hope he sings a classic song." Little pangxie imitated Han Mo and sang as he said.

Wang Qian waved her hand. "What you said is wrong. Brother Han must have a program. The reputation of the newly produced program of our company is far from that of brother Han himself. It's time for him to run the program."

"There is no need to run TV programs. There are two hot programs. One season a year is enough. We are a media company, not a TV station. There is no need." Jin Taining retorted.

Huang Shanshan, who hadn't spoken for a long time, coughed twice and said, "President Han must be drawing comics."

Other people turned their eyes when they heard Huang Shanshan's words. They all felt that Han Mo could not create animation again when Doraemon had just been broadcast. They couldn't increase competition for themselves. At least they had to pick up the file after playing it all.

Just as everyone was looking for arguments for their guess, the phone on little pangxie's desk rang.

"Little Ponzi, come to my office now."

Han Mo's low magnetic voice came from the receiver.

When they saw little pangxie's expression, they guessed that it was Han Mo's call. Han Mo's office was not far from the corridor. As Han Mo's personal assistant, little pangxie worked on the same floor with him, and there were only two of them on this floor.

"Han, general manager?" Park Xiangzi said in a tentative tone.

Everyone looked at little pangxie with expectant eyes.

Little Ponzi's eyes crossed from each face staring at him, and then nodded proudly.

Song hero smiled and patted little pangxie on the shoulder. "Brother song is waiting for you here. Go and come back quickly."

"Sister park is waiting for you here. Go and come back quickly." Park Xiangzi also patted little pangxie on the shoulder and looked at little pangxie with a similar smile.

"Brother Jin is waiting for you here, too." A smile of evil spirit appeared on Jin Taining's face.

Wang Qian's cheek was touched, and she patted little pangxie on the shoulder. "Sister Qian..." before she finished, little pangxie grabbed Wang Qian's hand and threw it directly off her shoulder.

"Who are you, sister Xi? No big or small. I'm older than you. Call Pang. I'm your brother." The previous few were indeed older and older than little pangxie. Little pangxie was embarrassed to say anything. Finally, there was a man who was younger than himself and still pretended to be the boss here. She didn't hate anyone.

Wang Qian's red face would have fought back if she hadn't wanted to wait for the news of little Pang Xie in the office.

Huang Shanshan smiled and didn't speak. She wanted to join the fun, but she was embarrassed. When she was hesitating, Wang Qian grabbed the first. Thanks for not taking the initiative to say, otherwise she would be choked, because she was also smaller than Pang Xie, although she was only a month younger.

Xiao pangxie stood up and walked out of the office. Under everyone's attention, he walked to Han Mo's office.

He knocked on the door a few times and walked into Han Mo's office.

Because little pangxie knows he has a mission, he is different from his usual elation when Han Mo calls him to the office. This time, he becomes calm. Han Mo is a little strange. He can't help asking, "are you uncomfortable, little pangxie?"

"No, no, I'm fine, brother Han." Little Ponzi touched the back of his head.

"Oh, no, just take this." Han Mo handed little pangxie a blue folder, which was the planning case just written by Han mo.

Little Pang Xie couldn't help staring. This is what they discussed in the office just now. Is it a song, a script, a cartoon, or a program plan?

Little Ponzi opened the file with questions all over his head.

"Mom and Dad, listen to me?"