"Rogge, how much is it?"

More than 20 pairs of eyes looked at the shiny bald head. In addition to Zhang Zhiqin's slightly hoarse questions, there was only a heartbeat in the big office.

"Fang Dao..."

Luo Hui walked slowly to Fang Xiaole with a complicated expression:

"Why are you so awesome?"

Before Fang Xiaole spoke, Feng Na, who had been silent in the corner just now, finally couldn't help but stand up and asked eagerly:

"Director Luo, what do you mean..."

“2.03。”

Luo Hui said a number and then repeated it as if he couldn't believe it:

"Yes, yes, 2.03, we... Broke 2!!"

Feng Na was stunned.

"Wow, hahaha!"

Zhang Zhiqin has laughed wildly.

The office immediately fell into a state of carnival, and the members of the program team shouted wildly.

"Fang daoniu force!"

"Fang family army cow force!"

"We are so awesome!"

Luo Hui's face flushed. He was happier than when he heard that his wife was pregnant with a second child. He opened his arms and smiled at Fang Xiaole:

"Guide Fang, we succeeded!"

Fang Xiaole also smiled, but looking at Luo Hui's bald head and fat face, he couldn't hold it down.

"Brother Luo, wow ha ha!"

Fortunately, Zhang Zhiqin had jumped over and hugged Luo Hui. They rubbed each other while hugging each other, jumping and shouting.

Fang Xiaole breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the happy crowd around him, he suddenly remembered something.

Why hasn't seafood noodles been delivered yet?

After calling the boss, I just put down my cell phone and looked up to find a woman standing in front of me.

It's Feng Na.

"Fang Dao..."

Feng Na is actually a person who doesn't talk much, because she has come for a short time and doesn't know the people in the program group very well.

At ordinary times, she always held the host's desk book and bowed her head to practice. Fang Xiaole remembered that she was recording "two female singers with the most single style in the Chinese singing world."