Chapter 159

Fu Yue's safe and stable life lasted only one night. It really proved her friend's words. Please come to my door.

The trouble is not a small one.

With a gorgeous make-up, Fu Yue came to the TV station as usual.

Swipe the access card and enter the elevator. The people inside make way automatically. Fu Yue is used to standing at the front.

"Hello, have you heard that there is an order from the top today that a program is forced to go offline."

"Ah, how could this happen? Is the ratings too low to be broadcast?"

"Who knows? It's not clear which program. I heard that the ratings are quite high."

"That's unfortunate for the host, then."

"Not really."

Vaguely, she felt that there was a voice of discussion behind her. At first, she didn't care about it. She made a fluffy curly hair and smiled at the elevator mirror. She didn't know that other people's bad luck was her own until she entered the live room.

"My program is well done. Why should I go offline and change the host?"

She clenched the document with the word "notice" and snapped at it.

The person in charge was helpless, leaning on the sofa with his legs cocked. "Pay the moon, don't blame us for being unkind, it's impossible."

Fu Yue always has no scruples in doing things. He sneers twice and directly throws the document on the person in charge.

"Fuck you, dog. Fart! I'm going to find my father and let him take charge of you. Dare to scare me. I don't think you want this job! "

The person in charge took away the document without expression, completely missing the politeness of the person just now, and suddenly smiled, still let Fu Yue's indecipherable smile.

"Director Fu is not here today. He has gone to other places. He knew about this notice last night, and he acquiesced to me to do so."

Fu Yue has a small apartment of her own. When she became a host, she lived alone, rarely went home, and didn't know much about her father.

"You're fucking bullshit. How could my dad agree? You're just trying to get me out of office under my dad's cover!"

She took out her mobile phone and said, "I'm going to call my dad and let him comment."

The person in charge didn't panic at all. He was very calm. He had a proper smile on his face. "Please help yourself, but don't blame me for not reminding you. The chief pay is the earliest flight to C City this morning. He is still on the plane. You should not be able to get his number."

Pay month bite lip, did not die of dialed the phone, as expected as the person in charge said, the mobile phone shut down.

"Well, I'm right. Is the phone off?"

Fu Yue feels extremely embarrassed. She always boasts that she is high on the stage. The ordinary little host can't even flatter her. If she's in a good mood, she may answer a few questions. If she's in a bad mood, don't blame her vicious words.

For this reason, Fu Yue and many female compatriots in Taiwan have formed a relationship. Because she is the daughter of the Taiwan head and the first sister in charge, many people can only complain in private, and there is no way to take her.

It's the first time in her history that the off-line program host has been forced to come to her. Isn't it necessary to laugh at others when it comes out?

The ill meaning voice in the elevator clearly rushed into her mind, and her chest seemed to be blocked by a breath, stuffy.

"No, why do you want to get off my show? What right do you have to do that?"

The person in charge ran out of patience and didn't speak politely. "Pay the month, don't take yourself too seriously. This is the final decision. You have no right to bargain!"

"The dog, don't rely on my father's absence, you can do what you want. For, I tell you, when my father gets off the plane, you will wait for the criticism."

The person in charge smiled pleasantly and could not see any emotion on his face. "Whatever you like, maybe you will feel credible when you wait for Director Fu to tell you again in person."

"Neuropathy." If you keep pestering him, Fu Yue feels that he will be mad.

Fu Yue is holding his breath, unable to vent. He can only secretly clench his fist and think about how to deal with the evil dog when his father comes back.

She stomped on the ten centimeter high-heeled shoes and rushed to the door.

From the TV station, Fu Yue went to a nearby coffee shop, ordered a cup of Blue Mountain coffee and sat there, furious and unwilling to wallow in his heart.

Why did that ghost show her off.

Being angry, she thought of her best friend and found her number in the phone book. She dialed to complain with her.

"Xiaomei, I'll tell you that it's fantastic that those stupid people take advantage of my father's absence and make up their own minds to get my program off the line. I don't want to see who my father is. When my father comes back, they directly withdraw their positions."

After listening to her words, the girl friend seemed more calm, just said, "Fu Yue, go to Weibo and have a look."

"Weibo?" Fu Yue's face was puzzled, and immediately became happy. "Could it be that Jane Xiaolu's little bitch has made some scandal again? It's really God's help to me. It's heaven's help to be cheap.""No." The voice on the other side of the phone was silent for a while, and then said, "it's your own. You'd better go up and have a look."

Fu Yue was secretly happy. Hearing the mysterious voice of her best friend, she made headlines.

Hang up the phone, she happily boarded the micro blog, once boarded, all kinds of news pop out, the bombing of Fu Yue dazzled.

She was dumbfounded to open a stranger's private letter.

"Tough talk host? I think it's a stupid host! I don't have any technical skills, but I want to be eye-catching. My goddess just dumped you a few streets, OK

Every day, she can receive all kinds of private letters, good and bad. Fu Yue takes a deep breath. She should refrain from letting others spoil her mood.

I'll tell you something else. Without exception, I'll scold her. It's more vicious...

"by the way, these people are so full. Why do you scold me when you have nothing to do? I didn't invite you to provoke you."

Fu Yue makes a wise move. She brushes her popular microblog. If she does this, Jane Xiaolu will blow up her own scandal.

Is Fu Yue a little bitch who broke the news on Sina Weibo? Is Fu Yue's recording scene so bad that he stumbling on people's feet? Is his mouth poisonous or is his heart vicious enough?

At last, it was accompanied by a provocative text: pay the moon, call you a little bitch, do you dare to agree?

Seeing this, Fu YueDi's anger can burn into a fireball, and his lungs will explode.

There's nothing else in the video. It's a clip.

The content is to invite Jane Xiaolu to record the program. When she walked past, she deliberately stretched her feet. There was a gift box, and she could not see her movements under the stage. But she could still see clearly that Jane Xiaolu walked past her, and her body was obviously shaken.