Not long after sitting down, Han Jiang took his mobile phone and suddenly talked about things at work.
"The host suddenly transferred? Why? Isn't she a good host all the time? Although our program is not in the prime time, the audience rating is also good. Is it a good platform? " Miran'er wondered.
"It's not the ratings, it's the interest of the program that makes her feel undeveloped and stereotyped. What she wants to be is a star, not a real professional host!"
The corner of Han Jiang's mouth stirred up a sneer, "everyone has his own ambition, and I don't want to ask for it!"
"Then what? Now there is no host in the column. Should we stop broadcasting? "
Asked miran'er with some worry.
"I mean, let me choose a good girl in the group to be on the top first. I remember, you seem to have studied broadcasting and hosting before, right? The previous interviews were also very clear. It should be very suitable to go to the stage... "
Han Jiang asked in a light tone, with MI Ran'er's little face.
Mi Ran'er didn't expect that Han Jiang would recommend her so directly. In fact, the original owner was not particularly outstanding in his work. He just finished what he should have done, and never fought for anything.
It was noticed by Han Jiang.
She touched her eyebrows and thought, "if I go up, will anyone be unconvinced? There should be better people in the group than me? "
"Yes, there are, but some images don't work. They will expose more shortcomings in front of the screen. That's why I think about you. Otherwise, you think you..." Han Jiang's face is a little disgusted.
Miran'er quickly waved his hand, "OK, OK, stop talking. I understand! I'll have a try. I'll record the top several episodes to see how the effect is. If the effect is not good, I think the group should choose a new professional host earlier! "
"Try it and you'll see if it works."
Han Jiang looked at her face and gave a low smile.
It was not easy to wait for the waiter to serve. Both of them were very tired today. In the afternoon, they were busy from morning to evening. For lunch, they just padded some hamburgers and drank some mineral water.
Both were hungry.
You're welcome. Pick up your chopsticks and eat.
If you have enough to eat and drink, there is only leftovers on the table.
"I'll take you home. You have to go to the group early tomorrow morning and watch the live broadcast. I'm going to pick up a friend at the airport tomorrow morning..." Han Jiang got up with his coat and arranged the work for tomorrow.
Their program is live broadcast at 7:30 in the morning. If you want to watch the live broadcast, you have to go to the live room before 7:00.
This man is also very impolite. He doesn't feel sorry at all. Miran'er is still a wounded man.
Mi Ran'er bit her lip and nodded, "OK, I see!"
Han Jiang takes mi Ran'er home. The original owner's parents are sitting on the sofa waiting for her. Mi Ran'er opens the door and goes in. She is startled.
"Not yet? It's so late... "She asked wearily, pinching her neck.
"Come here." Gu Fu stares at Mi Ran'er and opens his mouth.
Mi Ran'er went over with a slight frown, "Dad, what's the matter?"
Looking at the gauze on her forehead, Gu Fu felt more and more angry.
He gritted his teeth and said, "look for yourself, if you hurt your virtue and go to work, even if you go to work, even if you work overtime so late, your column group is really inhuman! Don't you know how to treat the wounded? Can't you take a sick leave and take good care of yourself at home? "
Mi Ran'er tugged at the corner of her lip and laughed helplessly. "There are few people in the group, and I've been in charge of the case I went to today..."