afternoon.

Around three o'clock.

As soon as the key sounded, Zhang Ye pushed open the door and came back from outside. As soon as he came in, he heard the sound of the TV in the living room. A singing program was playing, and he knew that his parents were awake.

"Xiao Ye?" My mother came out to see.

"It's me." Zhang Ye bent down and took off his shoes, "Awaken you?"

My mother said, "Just opened your eyes, why are you there?"

Zhang Ye took the newspaper in the newspaper box and handed it to his mother, "No, someone came to me just now, I went out for socializing, someone from Beijing TV Station.

"They are looking for you?" Dad also looked over.

My mother also understood, "Is this asking you to go back?"

Zhang Ye nodded and said, "I want me to go over and help. On Friday night's traditional prime time, the new column of my former leader Hu Fei."

My mother said, "How did you answer?"

"I said I'll think about it again and reply to them before tomorrow." Zhang Ye sat down and said.

My dad looked at him, "If you want to go back, just go back, don't worry about anything else, satellite video channel? Friday's prime time is very good, and it is one of the best time periods. They come to invite you, and they can see that sincerity is also very high, and the salary is not low, right?"

Zhang Ye's expression was a little light and said, "I didn't talk about the salary, but it probably isn't low."

Dad nodded, "That's fine."

My mother strongly opposed Zhang Ye when she went to help Beijing TV station, but now, she was silent for a while and said, "If you want to go back, I won't stop you anymore. It's been so many days since there hasn't been a TV station to come to you. I guess there will be no chance to wait any longer."

Zhang Ye shook his head.

"What do you think?" asked my mother.

Zhang Ye spread his hands, "I still have the same idea and I don't plan to go back to Beijing TV for the time being."

My mother wondered, "Then you go over and help me?"

"I help with advertising and don't collect money. It's different from going back to work." Zhang Ye is also engaged in ideological struggles, "But I'm a little confused now. As for the satellite channel, it's a temptation. Although the outside world calls me a famous host, in fact, everyone in the industry knows that I'm not quite a bit. I've been hosting on radio, local TV stations and online TV stations. I haven't even stood on a big stage like satellite channel. No matter how popular it is, it's at most

I am just a good host, not famous, two words. Of course, what I want to do this time is the satellite channel. Secondly, the new episode opened on Beijing Satellite TV is the prime time on Friday, which is also a temptation. Thirdly, Brother Hu is my leader, Brother Lu and Mr. Lu are also very good friends with me. Working with the old team, I have some running-in and friction left. I will definitely have more smooth work. The last point is what you said, and the TV station has not yet come to me."

My mother said, "Then go."

"A good horse won't eat the grass back." Zhang Ye shook his head.

My mother said, "That's better than you don't have a job. You may not have such a good opportunity in the future. If you really miss it, you might have to stay with your home for a few months?"

Zhang Ye didn't say anything.

My father advised: "When they fired you, they can't actually say who is right or wrong. The matter has passed. Well, forget it, I won't say much, how can you decide to make your decision."

"I'll go back to the house and lie down for a while." Zhang Ye said.

My mother said, "I will call you when I eat."

"Okay." Zhang Ye entered his house, took off his shoes, and went into the bed.

The decision to make this time is really difficult for Zhang Ye in this situation, which is difficult for others to imagine. Yes, he knew that under the current situation, Beijing TV is the first choice, the old club, the satellite TV station, the time period given is good, and the old team is also the old team, and when no one dares to ask him at all, in the eyes of others, perhaps this is Zhang Ye's biggest opportunity in recent days, and it is the only one. Anyone who changes will go. In the entertainment industry, breaking up and getting back is the norm, and no one will be surprised. Even when Zhang Ye helped Beijing TV station save the scene, some media speculated that Zhang Ye and his old club might have to cooperate again, and everything seemed so natural. Hu Fei asked more than once when he found Zhang Ye and persuaded him. Hu Fei didn't understand what Zhang Ye hesitated about. Such a good opportunity could almost be said to be a big pie, why should we consider it?

Yes, why?

Zhang Ye himself didn't know that many of the things he did were different from normal people. Many things were sometimes not why in his dictionary.

He just doesn't want to go

There will be fewer now, he doesn't want to go back

Taking out your phone, Zhang Ye wanted to find someone to chat.

Wu Zeqing? No, Old Wu is working hours.

Zhang Yuanqi? Forget it, she probably didn't turn on the computer either.

Rao Aimin? Well, call her and you can hear how she harms others.

Then, Zhang Ye thought of Dong Shanshan, who was an old classmate, and his main business was the host like him, so he called him with a phone call.

beep

beep

"Sorry, the phone you made is on the phone."

After ringing twice, the phone was hung up by the other party.

Zhang Ye was speechless for a long time, dared to hang up my phone? Could it be that he was busy with a new program? He had promised Dong Shanshan before that he would help him come up with some ideas when she was new program, so he called another one, but he was still hung up. Zhang Ye keenly noticed a little strange, and after he hesitated, he called the Internet TV station he had worked for and directly called the landline in the office area of ​​the Internet TV department.

It's done.

"Hey, Weiwo Network TV." It's a male voice.

Zhang Ye said: "I, Zhang Ye, who are you?"

When the person over there heard this, he laughed and said, "Ah? Teacher Zhang? I am A Qian."

"A Qian, I said the voice sounds familiar, why did you answer the phone?" Zhang Ye was not very familiar with the other party, but he also had a lot of contact with him when he was working.

A Qiandao: "The department is busy today, and there are only a few of us in the office area. Why did you call here?"

Zhang Ye still has acquaintances here, such as the deputy director Wang Xiong, who has a good relationship with him, but the reason why he didn't call Wang Xiong is that Zhang Ye's sight is no longer on the Internet TV station. He wants to go to the satellite channel, so he is afraid that after calling Wang Xiong, the other party invites him over, so he is not easy to answer, so Yu Qian directly called to the department's office area, "Hi, nothing, I just call to ask how it's going on with old friends. I can't get through in Beijing. By the way, where is Teacher Shanshan? Is she in the office area? Are you busy with new programs?"

A Qian was stunned, "Don't you know yet?"

Zhang Ye was also stunned, "What do you know?"

A Qian sighed, "Teacher Shanshan has resigned."

Zhang Ye said in surprise: "When did it happen? No, I saw her post on Weibo a while ago saying that she wanted her fans to support her new column."

A Qian said: "Just yesterday, Teacher Shanshan and some of our column planning staff did several column planning plans, but the above did not agree and felt that it was not possible. Finally, the leader came up with a plan and wanted Teacher Shanshan to continue to go back to do the original program and make the second season. Because the number of clicks on the column was OK, the station did not want to take risks, but Shanshan wanted to seek a new development and a new column, but did not want to stay on the spot. In the end, there was no negotiation. Teacher Shanshan and the leader were also very irresponsible, so they resigned."

Zhang Ye said: "What about her?"

"I don't know, I heard that I've returned to my hometown." A Qiandao.

Zhang Ye frowned, "Then she is not the host?"

A Qiandao: "Maybe I haven't found a suitable unit. After all, the hosts from our online TV stations are not very good labels given by the outside world. I think it's not mainstream, and I think the popularity here is not stable enough. This is the overall situation. Of course, you are the only one who is the exception."

Zhang Ye said huh: "I understand, thank you A Qian."

"It's okay." A Qiandao.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ye realized why Dong Shanshan hung up her phone twice, and even more so that she was in a big dilemma now.

I pondered for a few minutes.

Zhang Ye sent a text message, "Come on my phone (I won't borrow money from you)"

After a while, Dong Shanshan called back, and the first sentence was, "I said it a long time ago, and I thought you were going to borrow money. I thought about it for a long time but didn't dare to answer it."

Zhang Ye was speechless, "Why are you so stingy?"

Dong Shanshan's charming voice sounded, "You only know?"

"Stop talking, what are you now?" Zhang Ye said immediately.

"Me? I'm busy with new shows. You didn't watch me?"

“What show?”

"It's being done, it's not decided yet."

"how's it going?"

"fine."

"Then where are you?"

"The show is having a meeting, so I didn't answer your phone."

"Which scene is it?"

"Weiwo TV station, which scene is there? Okay, I'm dead now. I heard you want to cooperate with your old boss again? This time it must be a satellite video channel, right? Congratulations in advance. I went to Beijing. Don't say anything about treating me to a restaurant in Beijing first. Haha, that's it, I'm dead."

After talking for more than half a minute, the phone was disconnected.

Zhang Ye felt uncomfortable when he put down his cell phone. His old classmate had a very unreliable mouth and no words were true. He had known this before and was used to it. He was happy to listen, but today after hearing these lies by Dong Shanshan, Zhang Ye couldn't laugh at all.

Still busy with new programs?

Still having a meeting at the Internet TV station?
Chapter completed!