Chapter 67 I Can Add Some Money
"What did you say?"

The deputy director's expression changed all of a sudden: "Who do you think is begging for food?"

"Also, the asking price is [-] million? Your book is made of gold, and it is not worth the price! I think you are crazy!"

The deputy director was startled all of a sudden. Standing there, the way he looked at Lin Ye had completely changed.

Li Yuan on the side was also anxious: "Hey, let me tell you, don't be ignorant of good and evil!"

"Give you 5 yuan, and I already think highly of you!"

"Didn't you write a good story by accident? Do you really think your story is worth money?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you that if you leave our radio station, your story will be worthless at all!"

Li Yuan also spoke harshly.

"It's not speculative, just half a sentence, don't give it away, never see you again."

Lin Ye was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, so he turned around immediately, just as he was about to leave.

The door of the office was pushed open from the outside.

"Director!"

"dad!"

Seeing the man standing at the door of the office, the deputy director and Li Yuan each shouted.

The man is about 1.7 meters tall, his hair is a little gray, but he is in good spirits.

He is Li Qingguo, director of City Voice Radio Station, and Li Yuan's father.

"I was outside just now, and I heard you guys arguing, what are you talking about?"

With a smile on his face, Li Qingguo looked around, his eyes fell on Lin Ye, and he looked up and down a little: "Oh, that's right."

"You are the author of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", right?"

"It's a pity that I didn't hear your radio program last night. Later in the morning, I asked someone to get the audio and listened to it again. It felt very good."

Li Qingguo spoke with a smile, his voice amiable.

Lin Ye glanced at him without emotion, and nodded: "Thank you for the compliment."

"You talk, I'll go first."

Here.

Lin Ye didn't want to stay any longer.

What kind of director is this? It was obvious just now that he was standing outside the door and listening to the conversation inside.

He didn't stand up just now, which shows that he also thinks this condition is good.

For this kind of person, Lin Ye didn't even bother to talk to him.

Seeing that Lin Ye was about to leave, Li Qingguo happened to be standing at the gate, blocking him with his body: "Young man, don't be in a hurry."

"My child's words are a bit rude because I have a problem with my education, but I personally like your work very much."

"The content you wrote, whether it's about tomb robbers or the black rice dumplings inside, is a very special feeling to me."

"I believe that if you can keep "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" on our radio station, it will be a good thing for our radio station, and it will also be a good thing for you personally. Why not do two birds with one stone?"

Li Qingguo kept looking at Lin Ye.

Lin Ye smiled: "Director, don't go around the bush."

"My copyright cannot be sold."

"And I believe that even if there is no Voice of the City, my story will still be popular."

"No one can stop a classic from becoming a classic."

Listen to Lin Ye's words.

The deputy director over there looked a little anxious.

Li Yuan stood up all of a sudden, and said unceremoniously: "Is it still classic?"

"As far as your story is concerned, is it different from the strange things in the mountains and forests told by the old man at the gate of the village?"

"Don't be shameless!"

He still wants to say.

"Li Yuan!"

Li Qingguo snorted, and Li Yuan shut up angrily.

Li Qingguo looked at Lin Ye again: "The conditions can be negotiated. If [-] is not enough, we can add it to [-]."

"10 yuan should not be a small sum for you."

His eyes are steady.

Lin Ye shook his head, no nonsense, he was about to go around and leave,

But Li Qingguo stretched out his hand to stop him. He tilted his head and looked at Lin Ye: "Really don't think about it?"

"You probably don't know the context of your story yet."

"I believe that it is your story that needs the voice of our city, not the voice of our city that needs your story."

"No matter how good the content is, it needs a good enough platform to support it."

Lin Ye raised his hand and moved it away: "It's not necessary."

Li Qingguo's face darkened slightly: "If you are counting on Teacher Cai Zhuo Cai to support you and let your story continue to be broadcast in the horror story column, then you may have made a mistake."

"Because if you don't agree, after today, the Horror Stories column will completely leave the Voice of the City radio station."

"At that time, even if you want to regret it, I'm afraid you won't have a chance."

"Young man, don't you take advantage of this opportunity?"

Li Qingguo was persuasive and persuasive, and he was still talking, with a face full of good intentions for Lin Ye.

Lin Ye shook his head, without saying another word, he pushed his hand away and walked out of the office.

"Oh, wait! I'll see you off!"

Su Xiaofei watched Lin Ye leave, and immediately followed.

Lin Ye left.

Li Qingguo's entire face completely darkened.

He stood there without speaking, but the atmosphere around him was extraordinarily dignified.

"This person is so worthless, how good do you really think your own story can be?"

The deputy director spoke again and again, his eyes full of contempt: "If it weren't for our City Voice radio station, his story would be doomed to an ending that no one cares about!"

"Director, you were not here just now, and you didn't hear the price he quoted."

"This kid actually quoted a price of [-] million! He also said that even if he was given [-] million, he would not sell it! Isn't this bullshit? Only a lunatic will give him [-] million!"

Li Yuan over there was also anxious: "This bastard is so ungrateful!"

"But what about that story?"

"I feel very good. This story is very suitable for me. If I broadcast this story, I will publish this story in the future and write my name on it. Then I will be considered as a work in the circle!"

He was talking, looking at Li Qingguo: "Dad!"

"You can't just let that kid go away like this!"

Li Qingguo didn't speak for a while. At this moment, he turned his head, looked at Cai Zhuo who was standing there, and pondered for a moment: "Old Cai."

Cai Zhuo glanced at him: "What?"

Cai Zhuo didn't feel particularly afraid of this director.

Speaking of which, the director's qualifications are not even Cai Zhuogao.

What's more, now that Cai Zhuo's show is about to be taken down, and he himself is about to retire, he has no worries.

"Is such that."

Li Qingguo continued: "What I just said to persuade is useless, why don't you help persuade me?"

"Tell him that we can add some money to the station."

"12 is already a lot!"

"If he is really unwilling, then your horror stories will disappear completely after today's last issue."

"I will also guarantee that our Voice of the City radio station will not cooperate with him in any way in the future! Voice of the City will completely block him!"

(End of this chapter)

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