When Ding Yu returned home, he was worried. The renovation fee was 3,000 yuan, and buying some desks, chairs and teaching aids would cost 3,000 yuan. The remaining money, except for living expenses, was only 1,000 yuan, which was enough to pay Qi Yina a month's salary.

As a reborn person, other people's children either start with "92 Financial Certificate" or make money by buying short goods. But in the year he was reborn, he had nothing except the Asian financial crisis. He had to go to the stock market to short the Asian economy, and he didn't have the capital.

"It's really a person and a dog at the beginning." No, where is the dog? "Equipment depends on picking up."

Ding Yu used his brain to collect all the memories of his previous life and what he heard. He took out paper and pen and replaced it with simple words and symbols. He wrote it for more than three hours, but none of them were used now!

He has no chance to make quick money in big things, so he can only use small things and then use his forward-looking ability. Ding Yu is not afraid of not being able to make money.

Ding Yu didn't go to bed until three o'clock in the morning.

At 10 o'clock the next morning, Ding Yu was woken up by the ringtone of his cell phone.

"Hey, Ding Yu, the listening rate is coming soon, come here early." Wen Li's voice came faintly.

"Well, tell me the result is the same. I'm so sleepy!" Ding Yu was sleepy and tired, and finally couldn't stand it today and failed to get up.

"I told you that I'm afraid you won't understand, come here quickly! Besides... I'm a little nervous." Wen Li's few words were filled with the little woman's emotions.

"Okay", Ding Yu murmured: In the past, you watched the monitoring data every day, but you really didn't have enough data to watch.

Ding Yu took a taxi in pain again, and it cost 13 yuan to arrive at the radio station.

Wen Li obtained a temporary entry and exit certificate for Ding Yu for a month at the doorman yesterday. After Ding Yu showed the small white paper, he went up to the third floor with a familiarity.

Today, the 96.8 office area is very quiet, and Mengyao is also there, and her work station entrance is facing the office door.

While looking at the mirror on the desk, Mengyao muttered: "The guest is still addicted to being a guest. Are you paying for his salary? He came so early."

Uh, yes, Ding Yu forgot about this, and he will help him. The labor fee station should give him some.

Wen Li walked over and gave Mengyao a blank look, and pulled Ding Yu to the office in the corner.

It was late yesterday, and Ding Yu didn't pay attention. He saw that the 96.8-hour office partition was very high, with about four square meters inside. Once he sat in, no one could see it outside.

Wen Li pulled a chair and signaled Ding Yu to sit down, and the two of them were next to each other in this small space. Wen Li quietly leaned against Ding Yu's ear and whispered: "I will apply for the royalty for you according to the highest guest standards, and a program will be 300 per episode."

Ding Yu understands the rules of the radio station and has a lot of money. If you can do it for half a month, it will be 45oo yuan.

At this moment, waves of fragrance floated into Ding Yu's nose. For a moment, no one spoke, just sitting next to each other in this small space.

Wen Li was wearing a very special dress today, with a beautiful light pink bat shirt, revealing her long pink neck, and a pair of tight-leg pants set off her long legs more perfectly. Ding Yu was not right to look at it, nor was he not right to look at it.

Wen Li's expression was very natural, but her body looked very stiff, and she kept moving for a long time without moving.

"The listening rate is out! I'll announce it here!" A voice broke the beauty.

The editors, reporters and hosts of each program emerged from various small partitions.

Good guy, it turns out there are so many people in the office!

The person who announced the listening rate was Director Zhao, who had a small flat head and square glasses, a middle-aged man in his forties.

Yesterday, our frequency ranked third in the province's listening rate, with an average listening rate of o.78%.

"Okay! We finally made it to the top three this year!" Everyone applauded.

"We have three programs in the top ten in our frequency." As soon as we said this, Mengyao stood up and squeezed to the front.

She had an ominous premonition. Among the eight programs in 96.8 in the past week, she was the only one of the top ten listening rates in the province. Today, there were two more.

No, it should be that other frequencies perform poorly in prime time.

Wen Li was also nervous. If her program was well listened to, there shouldn't be three programs in the top ten.

The listening rate task indicator of "Emotional Truth" is: 1.3%. It has improved in the past two months, and it has only reached 1.o%.

"I'll announce the listening rate of our frequency programs: "The Butler of Life" o.95%, "The Story of the Moon" o.87%, and "The Chat Room of the Phone" o.3%.

Director Zhao paused and looked at his colleagues who were around him, "Music Afternoon Tea (Mengyao's program), 1.3%, ranking eighth in the province's listening rate!

Meng Yao nodded. Her program was very stable. The eighth place was already a better ranking recently! She was sure that the ninth and tenth place were the rankings of the other two programs in 96.8!

I hope Wen Li’s program will not pass 1.3%, so today will be perfect! Mengyao prayed in her heart.

"New World of Food" has a listening rate of 1.5%! Ranked sixth in the province's listening rate!

"Wow! Really? Director!" Ma Xiao, the anchor of "New World of Food", could not believe that his program rankings actually surpassed Mengyao's "Music Afternoon Tea".

Ding Yu was lying on Wen Li's table behind her, her chest was hungry and she pressed her back. It was afternoon tea and delicious food, and it was still not enough to make people live!

""Emotional Truth" has a listening rate of 2.7%! The listening rate in the province ranks third!" Director Zhao nodded after reading it, looking at Wen Li, who was already stunned.

Xiao Li and Xiao Wang from the "Emotional Truth" studio excitedly slapped their high-highs to celebrate!

Everyone also applauded and expressed their congratulations.

Meng Yao widened her eyes and took the data list from Director Zhao, carefully clicking the number one by one with her fingers. Then, she left the list to Ma Xiao and turned around and left.

Ma Xiao looked at the list and suddenly realized: "I said that the director always complained about the audience calling last night when he was outside. My program was released on "Emotional Truth". It turned out that the audience had never been distracted. I was benefiting from Wen Li's glory!"

Wen Li showed a faint joy, took the data sheet and returned to her office, grinning like a little woman, "Let's go! Go for dinner, I'll treat you, a great hero!"

"That's great! Sister."

"Just call my name outside,"

“Why?”

"Your voice is significantly older!"

"Well.."

Wen Li and Ding Yu came to the street behind the radio and found a clean and elegant restaurant. As soon as they sat down, Wen Li's phone rang.

Wen Li got up and left to answer the phone. Her slender figure and graceful figure made Ding Yu vaguely. The praise of the number one beauty in radio and television was really not in vain.

Ding Yu picked up the menu, ordered the fish-flavored pork shredded pork and pickled fish without hesitation, and handed the menu to Wen Li who had called, "I'm done ordering, you order two more."

"My father said he was coming later!" Wen Li said lightly, her expression seemed to be happy, and she seemed a little worried.

"Your dad? Oh, by the way, Deputy Director Wen, I was shocked. I thought that the beautiful dad was not happy when he had a meal with a beautiful girl!"

Puchi, Wen Li smiled rarely, "I don't have any signs of appearance, I'll be serious later!"

Ding Yu shook his head, yes, I haven’t done anything yet, I gave an inappropriate evaluation first.
Chapter completed!