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In his heart, Su Chen was his best friend in this "world".

Now that he was in trouble, how could he just stand by and watch without doing anything?

thought for a while, then turned his head and looked at Luo Shiyao with a serious face: "Hao Zi is in some kind of trouble, can you tell me what it is?"

This was the first time Luo Shiyao saw Su Chen reveal such a serious expression, and he knew that Su Chen was truly worried.

Originally, Chen Hao knew that he was not the type of person to start singing. He had started looking for a job long before he started his internship, and used his family's relationship to help him enter Hua City Radio Station in advance. Initially, he was just a service assistant.

From that moment onwards, Chen Hao decided to stay after graduation. After all, he had talent in this aspect.

Not long ago, Chen Hao, who had been muddling along in the Hua City Radio Station for a long time, finally hosted a show that was late at night.

However, the late-night segment did not have many listeners in the first place. Otherwise, it would not have changed hosts in a row without any improvements. This was simply a hot potato.

However, Chen Hao was not afraid of tigers. In order to win the position of the host for《 Strange Talk In The Midnight》, he had to make a decree to Station Head Zheng Tianhee to have his listenership ratings enter into the top three rankings in the entire stage within a month. Otherwise, he would have to resign!

Zheng Tianhee happily agreed, and there was really no need to even think about the outcome.

It had been twenty days since Chen Hao had taken office. The listenership ratings of《 Strange Talk In The Midnight》 did not increase, and instead dropped from heaven to hell, causing Chen Hao's hair to almost turn white from worry. However, it was still difficult to save the listenership ratings of《 Strange Talk In The Midnight》.

Right at this critical moment, Zheng Tianhee's nephew, Zheng Dong, descended from the skies. In order for Zheng Dong to train his skills, he naturally had to be given a position of host.

But that Zheng Dong simply did not like the trash of a program like < The Strange Talk In The Midnight >. He did not know where this group of people came from, but they had all planned a program called < A Good Night Talk >, and they wanted to replace < < The Strange Talk In The Midnight >. As for the two gimmicks, "Woman" and "Night Room", they naturally completely surpassed "Strange Talk In The Midnight", and for a moment, the "Strange Talk In The Midnight" program was in a precarious situation.

Just like this, Chen Hao, the host of < The Strange Talk In The Midnight > had yet to settle down, and his program had almost been replaced!

Chen Hao had sought the leaders of the station a few times but they had all been given the cold shoulder, even the use of the Chen family connection was useless.

After all, they had already bragged about it, so how could they take it back?

Unless a miracle were to occur again and the listenership ratings of "Strange Talk In The Midnight" could rebound so easily, it was certain that Zheng Dong's "Night Room" would be able to replace it.

With that thought, he organized his thoughts, Su Chen squinted his eyes, and his brain started thinking.

"Strange Talk In The Midnight" could tell that it was some kind of supernatural story. If one were to say that this kind of program was somewhat for sale, how could it have been cancelled to such a pathetic state?

Seeing Su Chen frown, Luo Shiyao could not help but ask: "Are you alright?"

"Huh?" Su Chen was awakened, then laughed: "What can I do for you?"

"Oh right, are you still going to visit Hua City Radio Station Guests today?"

Luo Shiyao shook her head. However, when she saw Su Chen's dejected expression, she couldn't help but say: "Actually, if you want to, I can bring you there."

Su Chen was slightly startled, he glanced at Luo Shiyao and grinned: "Interesting!"

Luo Shiyao waved his hand, and asked somewhat curiously: "You want to help Chen Hao?"

Su Chen nodded.

"Don't tell me you know how to broadcast?" Luo Shiyao's eyes were full of doubt, "The radio host is not singing, you don't need to come up with any rotten ideas that would cause a ruckus in the radio station."

Su Chen chuckled and said: "Looks like you don't know anything about my 'ability'!"

Luo Shiyao's face suddenly flushed red. He fiercely glared at Su Chen and said: "Let's depart on time at six o'clock sharp." With that, he returned to his room with large strides, without even looking back.

Su Chen shook his head and laughed, he did not say a word, but his eyes were filled with laughter.

However, before going, he should also understand the level of the < Strange Talk In The Midnight > program.

Su Chen searched the computer and found the previous program "Strange Talk In The Midnight". After listening for about ten minutes, he frowned and gave up.

From the looks of it, the listenership rating of "Strange Talk In The Midnight" had dropped — It really deserved it!

What the f * ck was this?

I almost fell asleep listening to this in the daytime. Are you sure this is a supernatural story and not a romance novel?

In Su Chen's previous life, when he was bored to death in his university, he had also heard a burst of explosive "Zhang Zhen's Ghost Stories". Compared to it, the Hua City Radio Station's "Strange Talk In The Midnight" was like mud in the sky, no, there was simply no comparison.

Thinking about it, Su Chen's heart immediately became relaxed, relying on his memories of "Zhang Zhen's Ghost Stories", he could completely recount a few of the classic stories, as for the rest, he would directly go to the system market to exchange them.

He believed that if the popular "Zhang Zhen's Ghost Stories" from his previous life were to appear in this world, the result would be quite wonderful.

Originally, Su Chen wanted to give Chen Hao a call to find out more about the situation, but Su Chen realized that the new phone he changed after jumping into the river didn't contain his number.

Shaking his head, Su Chen stopped thinking about it. Lying on the sofa, he closed his eyes and meditated.

In the blink of an eye, it was already late.

At six in the evening, Su Chen and Luo Shiyao punctually left home.

At the same time, the Hua City Radio Station.

Zheng Dong who was dressed in a grey suit stood outside the office, looked at the busy Chen Hao playfully through the glass eyes, and the corner of his mouth raised into a sneer: "Brat, struggle then! Let's see how long you can struggle! "

"I'm definitely replacing this lousy show of yours!"

Chen Hao, who had his head lowered as he organized the information, seemed to have sensed something. When he turned around, he saw a cold smile on Zheng Dong's face.

After pointing a middle finger at Zheng Dong, who was outside the window, Chen Hao snorted coldly and continued organizing the information.

Seeing that, Zheng Dong's eyes narrowed, the cold light in his eyes became even stronger, and he used a voice that only he could hear, and said coldly: "Foolish! You're already at the brink of death and you're still trying to be arrogant? This is simply courting death! "

With that, he took out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number. "Is everything settled?"

"Don't worry, we have an agreement!"

Zheng Dong replied and ended the call, then raised his head and looked at Chen Hao with eyes full of playfulness.

At the same time, Chen Hao was holding onto a novel called《 Ghost Dao》, his face filled with emotion.

He had spent a great deal of effort to sign this novel's copyright, although this strange novel was not considered a huge sum of money, it was still quite famous in the realm of supernatural novels with China. With the help of this novel's popularity, he was able to turn the listenership of < The Strange Talk In The Midnight > around, which was Chen Hao's last trump card.

As he was familiarizing himself with the novel, the phone rang.

Chen Hao looked down, and saw that it was the author of « Ghost Way ».

Calming himself down, Chen Hao pressed the answer button with a wide smile on his face: Hello, Uncle Song. What are you calling me so late at night for?

"Oh, little Hao, about the matter of the audio rights to « Ghost Way », I've had some accidents. It's like this. Before you came to talk to me, didn't I entrust the publishing firm to sell the film and television rights of 'Ghost Path'? Who would have known that the audio rights to the publishing house along with 'Ghost Way' would be sold at that time!? I only found out about this matter now, and am truly sorry, the audio rights to《 Ghost Dao》 cannot be sold to your Hua City Radio Station! "

With that, the call ended.

Instantly, Chen Hao was dumbstruck, his entire heart felt like it had fallen into an icehouse.