My daughter is so annoying

Now in Guo Xiaoyan's heart, Fang Cheng is her noble person.

Guo Xiaoyan was not discouraged, and began to revise the plan meticulously.

In the evening, Guo Xiaoyan came to Jia Zhengjing's office with the plan she had just written.

"Director Jia, this is the plan I wrote, please take a look."

Jia Zhengjing took the document and flipped through two pages. At first, he was careless. After reading two pages, he even put on his glasses.

"This...you wrote this?"

As the director, Jia Zhengjing knew exactly how much Guo Xiaoyan was.

Guo Xiaoyan explained: "Mr. Fang Chengfang gave me a lot of opinions, and I revised them based on his opinions."

"This square city is not simple."

"Director, can Taili pass this plan?"

Jia Zheng nodded and said, "Don't worry, I just shared my idea with the director yesterday, and he was very interested. I will take this plan up later, and it should be over. Xiaoyan, you are promoted." The opportunity has finally come."

"Thank you Director Jia!"

After thanking Guo Xiaoyan, she asked again: "Then about signing Mr. Fang Cheng?"

"This is a small problem. As long as the program is good, it's not a problem. We Mango are not short of money."

As the channel with the second highest ratings, Jia Zhengjing naturally has the confidence to say such things.

"If there's nothing else to do, I'll go get busy first."

"it is good."

……

After Yang Yueyue got off the plane at Hongqiao Airport, she split up with her manager Wang Yan.

After turning around the city for a few times, Yang Yueyue drove to that secluded street after finding that there was no car following her.

Before getting out of your car, put on your mask and face covering, go to the door, and ring the bell.

"coming."

Fang Cheng, who was cooking in the kitchen, saw Yang Yueyue coming, and immediately pulled Yang Yueyue into the yard, and asked happily, "Why are you here? I was still texting you just now."

"I was on the plane just now, and I followed you when I got off the plane."

"It's just in time, I'm cooking." Fang Cheng shouted into the room: "Qingqing, who do you think is here?"

Qingqing climbed down from the sofa with the building blocks, and ran to the door in a hurry. When she saw Yang Yueyue standing in the yard, Qingqing immediately opened her hands, ran forward and said softly, "Mama."

With a numb sound, Yang Yueyue's heart went numb.

"Go in and wash your hands and eat."

"it is good."

At the dinner table, Yang Yueyue fed Qingqing, and Fang Cheng asked, "How many days off do you have this time?"

"Three days."

"Fortunately, we can catch up with the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Yang Yueyue also frantically accepted various program announcements a while ago in order to be able to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival at home.

After dinner, Yang Yueyue and Qingqing built building blocks together. Fang Cheng wanted to participate, but Qingqing rejected him.

Fang Cheng sighed and could only sit aside and watch.

When it was three o'clock, Fang Cheng got up with his mobile phone and said, "Yesterday I promised the audience that I will broadcast live today. I'll go to the yard. You can play in the living room with Qingqing."

"Good~"

A word of reminder, it is to prevent Yang Yueyue from entering indiscriminately, so as not to be recognized by the audience in the live broadcast room.

Sit on the rattan chair and click to start the live broadcast.

[You Rong Naida enters the live broadcast room...]

[I am your Die Die entering the live broadcast room...]

【The mast and scull disappeared into the live broadcast room...】

【…】

It didn't take long for hundreds of thousands of viewers to enter the live broadcast room.

Fang Cheng waved his hands and said with a smile: "Hello everyone, when the number of people reaches 300 million, I will announce a big news."

[What news? 】

[The whole thing is quite suspenseful. 】

[Stop hiding and pinching, just speak directly. 】

[Does it have something to do with my aunt? 】

[Upstairs, my little aunt didn't ask for leave today, you can go and wait for her live broadcast. 】

【…】

The number of people is increasing.

In the afternoon, there were not many big anchors for the live broadcast, and the number of people in Fangcheng's room also indirectly made him the number one live broadcaster on the Dousha platform.

Fang Cheng smiled and said, "It's still 30 short."

"20."

"One hundred thousand."

"Okay, I'm going to talk."

【shh】

[Stop posting barrage. 】

Fang Cheng cleared his throat and said with a smile, "Do you all remember the show idea I mentioned last time?"