I asked you to evaluate a kitchen knife. Would you use it to chop an engineer shovel?

Zhao Feng finally agreed to Qian Qiang's request. He had no choice but to make him soft-hearted. He really couldn't bear to see the pitiful look on his face.

Of course, this has nothing to do with him messing up their tourism promotion campaign.

Everything is just a coincidence.

Can you blame him for the coincidence?

He just wanted the driver to find him a unique local place to open the eyes of netizens.

Unexpectedly, the driver really found a unique place for him. It not only opened his eyes, but also opened the eyes of netizens across the country.

He just thinks that it is not very interesting for everyone to introduce ancient cities and other scenic spots. If you want to see something, you should see something different, something that no one else has seen.

I didn’t expect that the guy at the train station would be so brave. He would explode his ultimate move when he came up. Not only Zhao Feng had never seen it before, but also the majority of netizens had never seen it before.

After sending Qian Qiang away, Zhao Feng, who had worked hard all day, washed up in a hurry, lay on the bed, with complicated thoughts in his mind, and gradually fell asleep.

In a blink of an eye, the next day.

In the hotel room, Zhao Feng suddenly burst out with a panicked scream.

"Damn it, it's ten o'clock, oh no, oh no, I'm going to be late!"

When Qian Qiang came to Zhao Feng yesterday, he specifically told him that anchors need to go to the Propaganda Department again at 10:30 this morning. The purpose is to prevent some anchors from causing trouble. Unexpectedly, when Zhao Feng opened his eyes, he realized that he was far away. It's only half an hour before the meeting starts.

At the moment, Zhao Feng ignored the ink stains, wiped his face and brushed his teeth, then rushed downstairs, got into a taxi, and went straight to the government building.

And at the same time.

Propaganda Department.

In a conference room.

Nine of the ten anchors have arrived. Everyone gradually learned about Zhao Feng's amazing deeds yesterday through the people around them. For a moment, everyone was shocked.

At the same time, they also sympathized with the former. According to their thoughts, Zhao Feng's move meant that he had no chance of becoming the city's tourism ambassador.

As we all know, the Internet celebrity industry is very special. They are not worshiped by the public like celebrities, and many are even called Internet beggars.

Therefore, many people are eager to prove that they can make some contributions to the country and the city in addition to making jokes.

Right now, this event in Lingjiang City is the best opportunity.

But obviously, Zhao Feng successfully missed it.

In the corner, Dai Xiaomei stood closest to the door of the conference room. She couldn't help but look towards the corridor outside the door, trying to find that familiar voice. However, she couldn't see Zhao Feng's shadow. She couldn't help but feel. Became anxious.

This guy must have overslept.

The little girl couldn't help but take out her mobile phone to make a call, but at this moment, her best friend Zhang Xiaoxue heard about Zhao Feng's glorious deeds from the person next to her, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but let out a sound of amazement.

"Wow~~~"

"Stupid little girl, did you hear that the male anchor you know did something big? He broadcast live at the train station. How dare he do it? It's so cruel!"

It’s not like there haven’t been anchors doing ruthless things in recent years, like washing their hair with cement, slapping their faces with slippers, and creating countless smelly ditches during live broadcasts.

Many of these people have played themselves into it, or their streams have been restricted, or their live broadcast rooms have been permanently banned.

But even so, they were not as ruthless as Zhao Feng, and it was almost life-threatening when they played.

Putting aside everything else, the inside story of the fruit that was exposed earlier was enough to shock Zhang Xiaoxue. You must know that Zhao Feng is not a small anchor.

This also means that his words and deeds can affect many people and even touch the interests of some people.

This guy is good. He looks like he is related to the Lord of Hell, and the devil Satan is his brother-in-law. He can get away with it wherever he goes.

First of all, not only did he expose the shady story of the capitalists, but he then dared to broadcast it even in a place like a train station. It was so cruel. He was really a cruel person.

Regarding her best friend's inquiry, Dai Xiaomei didn't want to say a word at the moment. She only wanted to know when Zhao Feng would come over.

She urgently wanted to know if Zhao Feng had really gone to find the big brother at the train station.

The little girl kept searching for Zhao Feng's number on her phone, not wanting to respond to her best friend's questions, but just when she was about to dial the number, her pretty face suddenly lit up.

look up.

I saw a slender and handsome figure wearing only a simple white T-shirt slowly appearing in the corridor.

If not Zhao Feng, who else could it be.

"Zhao Feng, hurry up, this way!" Without waiting for Zhao Feng to look around, Dai Xiaomei rushed to the corridor and shouted in surprise.

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A few minutes later.

The meeting started.

Zhao Feng sat in front of an oval conference table and felt the eyes of the people around him looking at him. He felt inexplicably unnatural and felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

"Leaders, don't look at me like this, I'm a bit introverted!" He said embarrassedly, covering his face.

Hearing this, the faces of all the leaders suddenly darkened, and they all cursed in their hearts, "Are you so introverted?" Why do you have the guts to say again that you are an introvert?

Are you an introvert and scolding your fans for being resentful?

Introverted, you sprayed the fruit seller to nothing?

You are so introverted and had a good chat with the guy at the train station. I heard you even asked about the price?

"Leader, I propose that Mr. Zhao Feng should be asked to withdraw from this tourism promotion ambassador campaign." One of them suddenly stood up and said.

"Yes, Comrade Zhou Xiang and I have the same idea. Mr. Zhao Feng made major mistakes in this event and should be forced to withdraw!" Sitting opposite Zhao Feng, another middle-aged man with a prim face stood up. Said seriously.

While speaking, his eyes always stayed on Zhao Feng, his face full of determination.

For a moment, all the anchors' eyes were focused on the two of them.

Under their gaze, Zhao Feng not only showed no timidity in the face of the former's questioning, but instead smiled and remained quiet from beginning to end, sitting motionless on the spot.

The atmosphere became depressed instantly, and the two sides became antagonistic.

On the side, the silly little girl sitting on Zhao Feng's right saw this, and the anxiety on her pretty face could not be concealed.

Her mouth kept opening and closing, but she couldn't say anything to explain Zhao Feng.

It would be fine if Zhao Feng had never participated in it, but he participated in an official event and was forcibly expelled. It would be like a black spot on Zhao Feng's live broadcast career that can never be erased.

As time passed, the room became increasingly silent, as if you could hear a pin drop.

To be honest, no one expected that the situation would reach this point.

Just when they thought that Zhao Feng was destined to be expelled.

"Okay, I don't think little brother Zhao Feng and Zhao did anything wrong."

"It's true that he broadcast the live broadcast of the train station, but isn't this an objective problem we have?"

"Just think of the black-hearted fruit vendors he mentioned. If they don't exist objectively, everything Brother Zhao said is nonsense."

"Just because it is a fact, do we have to choose to avoid it all the time?"

“How long are we going to cover our eyes?”

"Since we want to publicize, we should do it in an upright and upright way. Don't engage in any crooked ways or speculation. The Guandi Temple in Lingjiang and the former residence of Zhang Juzheng should raise upright men and upright men!"

What no one expected was that as the head of the Propaganda Department, Fang Qinghe suddenly stepped forward to support Zhao Feng.