Respawn Entertainment

At 8 o'clock in the morning, Wang Han appeared on the second floor of the Radio and Television Building. The waiter told him that Chen Lin was already waiting for him in Room 1.

When Wang Han got up and reached the door of Room 1, his palms were sweating and his heartbeat was racing. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door "Dong dong dong..."

"Come in." Chen Lin's faint voice came out. Wang Han held the doorknob with his right hand and gently opened the door. After entering, he moved his right hand back and gently closed the door.

The temperature in the room is relatively cool, and a ray of sunshine shines in from the window. Chen Lin is sitting on the leather sofa, with a briefcase beside him and a set of exquisite tea sets on the table.

The teapot and cups are arranged in an orderly manner. Next to them are an unopened box of high-quality hibiscus king, an exquisite lighter, and several packages of betel nuts.

"Hello, Mr. Chen!" Wang Han raised his chest and raised his head, and said energetically. He took a few steps forward and stretched out his hand to shake Chen Lin's hand.

"Hello, please sit down!" Chen Lin stood up, shook hands with Wang Han, and then sat down again.

Chen Lin leaned back on the sofa, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Wang Han quickly picked up the lighter on the table and lit it for him.

"Ding!"

The sound of the lighter was very clear, and a wisp of blue-grey smoke rolled in the air like a coiling dragon.

Chen Lin smoked a cigarette and said nothing, quietly staring into Wang Han's eyes. Wang Han did not avoid it, his face was calm, and their eyes met.

"Neither humble nor arrogant, calm and majestic, no wonder he will become a pillar in the future!" Chen Lin secretly praised in his heart. Although he could see a little nervousness in Wang Han's eyes, his overall performance was quite calm, which was very good.

After a full minute, Chen Lin finally spoke: "Xiao Wang, you can't be a civil servant, you can't even be a security guard, and you are still working as a dramatist at a TV station. Do you feel that your talents are not appreciated, and you blame God for being unfair?"

Wang Han was shocked. He knew that Chen Lin had begun to test him by making fun of the little joke he said yesterday.

"When you encounter a little setback, you don't feel resentful." Wang Han smiled slightly and said confidently: "Being pregnant is like being pregnant. It takes a long time to see it!"

Chen Lin nodded in approval. Success is not achieved overnight. Success is a kind of accumulation. He knew that this was the person in front of him.

In the previous life, Wang Han was a very well-educated person. In fact, he did not have a high degree of education. He was a technical secondary school student and had never even gone to college. However, you would not doubt his profound knowledge, especially his understanding of traditional Chinese culture.

A university professor, all these are accumulated through his hard work.

"What do you understand by the word 'host'?" Chen Lin asked again with interest.

"Host is a kind of mind, persistence is a skill, and people are a kind of feeling. A good host must forget about the mind and skills, and use human feelings to influence the audience." Wang Han thought for a while and said slowly.

"Well said." Chen Lin couldn't help but admire. This was the best explanation he had ever heard about "host". Looking at his level, it's no wonder that he changed from "carrying up a pillar" to "a pillar on the platform."

"Come on, Xiao Wang, you're welcome, eat betel nut and have another cigarette." Chen Lin smiled, and he suddenly became enthusiastic, adding cigarettes and betel nuts, and even took the initiative to light a fire for Wang Han.

Wang Han also smiled. His heart was full of joy. He knew he had passed the interview. He relaxed and took a deep breath of cigarette, then took out a betel nut and put it into his mouth.

The atmosphere in the box became friendly. Chen Lin and Wang Han invited the parents and they had a great conversation. Unknowingly, the titles between the two also changed.

"Hanhan, where are you from?"

"From Xiangtan."

"Xiangtan! I have a classmate in the dormitory who lives in Xiangtan. When we were in school, we went to places like the former residence of Chairman Shaoshan, Qi Baishi Memorial Hall, and the thousand-year-old Yunmen Temple. These places are unforgettable. The Mao-style braised pork is fat but not greasy. I am now

I can still recall the smell.”

"Dragon Brand Soy Sauce Lamp Heart Cake, you can choose the camel girls." Mentioning his hometown, Wang Han shook his head and said intoxicatedly, and then he smiled and said: "Lamp Wick Cake, Betel Nut and Flavored Snake, those are our specialties, Brother Lin

Next time I'll ask my family to bring some over for you to try."

"Haha, okay, then I'll thank you first." Chen Lin said with a smile, and then he remembered an interesting incident: "Speaking of your betel nut, a classmate in our class heard that eating betel nut can help you quit smoking, so he

He ate betel nut and later quit smoking, but one day he told us with a tearful face that he wanted to quit smoking!"

Wang Han also laughed after hearing this. Baodao people and Xiangtan people both like to eat betel nut. Betel nut is sweet with the taste of wine. If you eat too much, it is easy to become addicted.

After talking about hometown and food, everyone gradually became warm to each other. Chen Lin also had an intuitive understanding of Wang Han. Everyone was not so unfamiliar with each other, and they slowly started talking about business.

"Hanhan, I took the liberty of calling you here this time. Brother, I need your help with something!" Chen Lin said with a smile.

"Brother Lin, what are you talking about? If you have anything to say, please give me direct orders. It's my honor to share your worries with you." Wang Han put out the cigarette butt in his hand and hurriedly took the words.

"I have a program on hand that is short of a host. Do you want to do it? Do you have the confidence?" Chen Lin said calmly.

"Ah, Brother Lin, you mean to let me make the decision...the host?" Wang Han looked at Chen Lin in disbelief, finally lost his composure and stammered.

"Hey, you're stupid, you're still pretending to be calm!" Chen Lin laughed secretly in his heart, pretending to be regretful and said: "Why, I'm not confident! Hey! It seems I'm looking for someone else again."

"No, brother, have confidence, have confidence!" Wang Han was anxious, and soon he saw the playful expression on Chen Lin's face. He breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and said: "Brother Lin, don't play with me.

Yes, if you have anything to do, just ask me and I will do it with you."

"Okay, cool, I'll wait for what you say." Chen Lin suppressed a smile and took out two contracts and a pen from his briefcase and handed them to Wang Han and said: "Hanhan, I won't hide them from you anymore.

, you are very talented, but you are too talented to be a dramatist. I would like to formally invite you to join Yuhuang Studio. This is the contract I have prepared for you. Take a look."

Wang Han quickly took the contract and the pen from his brother. He put his name on both contracts without even looking at them, then kept one for himself and returned the other to Chen Lin.

"Hanhan, you didn't even look at the contract, aren't you afraid that I'll sell you out?" Chen Lin said with a smile.

"Hehe!" Wang Han smiled, cupped his fists at Chen Lin and said with a smile: "I am a small stage manager, you are a gold medal producer, I hope you can sell me at a high price."

"Haha." Chen Lin laughed loudly. Wang Han's trust made him happy, but he still opened the contract in his hand and placed it on the table, pointing to several clauses and explaining it to Wang Han: "Since you trust me,

I can't let you suffer. Look, the contract says that "Yuhuang Studio" promises to create a variety show tailored for Party A within one year from the date of signing the contract, and guarantees that Party A will be the main owner of the show.

Host. As for other benefits, you can add them now if you have any requirements."

Wang Han stood up quickly in disbelief and stared at the contract. Sure enough, it said that he promised to create a variety show for him, "Brother Lin, I... thank you... thank you..." He looked at Chen Lin at a loss.

, his eyes suddenly turned red, and happiness suddenly hit him, making his head buzz.

Wang Han never expected that Chen Lin valued him so much. Yes, he was confident and thought he was talented, but what did that mean? He was not working as a dramaturg on a TV station, and he had never seen anyone on TV appreciate him like this! The ancients said

: "Thousand-mile horses often exist, but Bole does not always exist."

Chen Lin is his Bole and his noble man.

"Brother Lin, thank you for looking up to me. I won't say any more words of gratitude. I will work hard in the future to live up to your kindness of knowing me." Wang Han felt a feeling in his heart that a scholar would die for his confidant, and he said excitedly.

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Looking at Wang Han's excitement, Chen Lin also felt touched and felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment in his heart. No wonder the protagonists of the novels about traveling through the Three Kingdoms like to take heroes under their banner one by one. This feels really good!

Chen Lin picked up his briefcase and stood up. He patted Wang Han on the shoulder and said with a smile: "From now on, we are colleagues and good brothers in the trenches. Let's go, I will take you to meet our big boss first."

, let’s have a drink at noon to celebrate.”

After saying that, Chen Lin led Wang Han out of the private room and took him to see Yu Yu.

The meeting between Yu Yu and Wang Han was in a harmonious atmosphere. Boss Yu really trusted Chen Lin and was very friendly to the Wang Han he introduced. He also gave Chen Lin the honor to accompany Wang Han and invited Wang Han to have a drink at noon to celebrate, which made Wang Han feel flattered.

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