Chapter 123

Han Fei took two sets of pancakes and fruit out of the subway. As he walked, he thought, should he buy a car? It doesn't need to be much better. Just buy a car for four laps instead of walking. Of course, before that, you must first take the driver's license. After such a calculation, Han Fei suddenly found that he didn't seem to have enough time.

Still at the gate of the broadcasting building, Han Fei saw Xu Qingya. The girl was eating a white and fat steamed bread, and then... She choked.

Han Fei touched the bridge of his nose and thought, is he so terrible? Fortunately, there is a water dispenser in the waiting area of the broadcasting building, otherwise the girl might choke here at the age of 20. The epitaph will record this dramatic moment.

"Can't you be a little hearty? Just be an assistant and get fired every minute." Han Fei taught him a lesson angrily.

Xu Qingya is also accustomed to Han Fei's Tucao, even a bit strange, make complaints about her heart, if you suddenly appear, she will not......

"Oh, take it. Let me see you eat steamed bread later and deduct 100 yuan at a time." Han Fei had a headache. LV Peipei gave him a small report that the girl remitted 2000 yuan to her family last month, and Han Fei sent a total of 2400 yuan to Xu Qingya last month.

Han Fei began to bite the pancake fruit crunchy. However, looking back, Xu Qingya was really holding the pancake fruit in a daze.

"No, I told you to take it, not to launch an ideological attack on it. You eat it."

As a result, Xu Qingya reluctantly opened her mouth and finally covered her stomach to give up the struggle: "I can't eat three steamed buns in the morning."

Well, you won.

Finally, at ten o'clock, it was still the last time that the man came to pick up Han Fei. However, it was obvious that he had forgotten that he had seen these two people and did not forget to introduce himself politely. Xu Qingya suddenly wanted to laugh. It felt like she had passed through.

Finally arrived at director Qian's office. Qian Jinhua was busy reading the documents. He didn't even look up. He just made a "please sit down" gesture.

"I don't have much time. Have you brought the audio?" director Qian went straight in.

"Of course." Han Fei is still very calm. Xu Qingya is a little cramped. She has a deep understanding of director Qian's aura. Last time, the college teacher recommended herself to director Qian. In front of her, Xu Qingya didn't even say a complete word.

Director Qian looked up and glanced at Han Fei and Xu Qingya. Han Fei recognized Xu Qingya at a glance. As for Xu Qingya, she may not have any impression at all, or she may have changed a little too much

"Have we met somewhere?" director Qian still wants to confirm.

Han Fei shrugged: "of course, Mr. Tao Yuehua recommended me to you, and then I helped record the program here."

Director Qian picked an eyebrow: "well, in Tao Yuehua's face, I'll give you a bottom. Beijing radio has not purchased radio dramas for many years. We have enough excellent performers and directors. We really can't think of any reason to buy other people's radio dramas."

"It's just that you didn't encounter works beyond your cognitive range." Han Fei was not preempted by director Qian's remarks.

Xu Qingya originally shrunk her head like a quail and didn't dare to speak. When she heard Han Fei's words, a flame lit up in her eyes. Yes, the audio novel they recorded is beyond everyone's cognitive scope. As a person who never reads tomb raiding novels, she has the deepest experience.

"Oh?" director Qian was surprised, but she immediately smiled: "it is the right of young people to talk big, but many young people talk big only because they have seen too few things."

"Maybe I'm an exception?" Han Fei spread his hand and smiled.

"OK, I'm all ears." the smile on director Qian's face gradually faded, and she closed the documents she was reading. In fact, if Han Fei's works were not as good as he said, she was going to call Tao Yuehua and laugh at her.

Han Fei didn't say any more, so Xu Qingya took out a small Bluetooth speaker and gently pressed her finger on the interface of the mobile phone player.

The early dubbing was specially made by Han Fei with software. The background sounds of all kinds of strange ghosts, coupled with the introduction of "Tomb stealing notes", can make people indulge in it very quickly. It took Han Fei half a month just for this title.

Sure enough, director Qian's face began to become dignified. When she heard that the stuffy oil bottle in the "Seven Star Lu Palace" cut her finger with a bone knife, and a drop of blood was thrown on the forehead of the Millennium female corpse, the female corpse knelt down slowly. She was shocked that her back was cold.

"Why did it stop? Keep playing..." director Qian just wanted to urge, but she listened to the landline phone ringing all the time. Suddenly, she was fascinated and didn't notice the phone ring at all?

"I have to make a decision on everything? What else do you want?" director Qian scolded at the other end of the phone, and then stopped the phone.

Han Fei pointed to the clock on the wall: "director Qian, you have been listening for an hour......"

"So fast?" director Qian subconsciously didn't feel that long, but when he looked at the time on the mobile phone, it was already 11:30.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the office seemed dignified. Neither side spoke. Director Qian finally began to pay attention to the young man in front of him. As for another little girl? Obviously too young.

"I have to admit that what you recorded is a little interesting. Let's talk about your psychological price." director Qian crossed his hands on his desk and stared at Han Fei.

Han Fei raised his eyebrows and said, "director Qian, you are an elder. You are more familiar with this price than me. It should be your price."

Director Qian secretly scolded: Little Fox, but his face was silent: "I have said before that Beijing radio has not purchased audio books for several years. I must give the leaders a reasonable reason."

Xu Qingya's heart trembled. Even a fool understood this. It was obviously lowering the price, but what she didn't expect was that Han Fei, who had always been competing for the front, just shrugged his shoulders and put on a posture willing to hear its details.

"One hundred episodes, by the way, how many episodes are you going to record in this silent novel?" director Qian pondered for a moment.

Xu Qingya almost blurted out a rude remark. Apart from anything else, her salary costs 30 yuan an hour, and a few of the sound control consoles they use for recording also cost more than 100000 yuan. If you add in the decoration cost of the recording studio, this money is just killing beggars.

To her surprise, Han Fei was not angry at all. Instead, he was playing with his mobile phone: "There are ten episodes in this document. I think it's enough for you to convince the leaders. Director Qian, give you a solid foundation. The cost of buying copyright alone is so big that you can't imagine. Of course, I don't want to earn the cost back here, but please don't take me as a child. I'll wait for your good news in three days."

With that, Han Fei winked at Xu Qingya, and they left the office without stopping.