During the celebratory feast, his colleagues were chatting and laughing.
Zhang Ye had not been so relaxed in a long time. As he was going to do a live broadcast soon, he did not even dare to drink a mouthful of beer. He just buried his head in his food.
Ring, ring, ring. Zhao Guozhou called. He picked it up and said a few words. His expression suddenly turned ugly. He hung up and looked at everyone, "I'll be going back first. I have a small meeting. After you finish eating, go back to work early. The bill has been paid, so eat happily."
"Ah?"
"Why are you leaving?"
"Then let's go back too."
"That's right. I'm almost done."
Everyone left one after another and returned to the unit.
Zhang Ye was also curious about Director Zhao's expression, but he did not care about it. When he returned, he sat in front of the computer, thinking about the story he would broadcast later. Which should he choose? "The Wizard of Oz" was finished, and the effects were not bad. Should he choose another serialized fairy tale?
His colleagues were chatting during their lunch break as usual.
But at this moment, a shocking piece of news came back!
It was brought over by an old editor from the Literature Channel, "Teacher Zhang Ye, your 'Old and Young Story Club' has been replaced. The notice that was just sent was directly informed by the station. It has been changed to Jia Yan's' Soaring Youth ', so you don't need to do a live broadcast today. It will be a recorded broadcast that Little Jia had previously recorded!"
"What?" Big Sis Zhou turned anxious.
Auntie Sun said, "Why? Why? "
Wang Xiaomei was also stunned, "The listenership ratings of 'Old and Young Story Club' has been taken off the air?"
The old editor said, "The higher-ups say that 'Soaring Youth' was a plan and program plan that the station had long set. It will definitely be implemented. As' Old and Young Story Club's' listenership ratings on the weekend have increased by a lot, the station might adjust the plan and change Little Zhang's program to be broadcast on the weekend. It will go from seven days to two days, but the program time might be extended. If that's the case, 'Weekend Laughing Forest' might be taken off the air. However, this is still under discussion and has not been finalized. Hence, Little Zhang temporarily does not have a program. At least the notice says that 'Old and Young Story Club' has been taken off the air."
Zhang Ye's face sank!
Wang Xiaomei's senses were sharp, "No program? Then how will Teacher Little Zhang be nominated for the Silver Microphone Awards? According to the Silver Microphone Awards nomination rules, if the host does not have any hosting duties, the rules do not allow the station to nominate the person for the Newcomer Award. Today is the deadline for nominations, right? "
The old editor paused, "So Little Zhang will not be nominated for the Silver Microphone Awards."
As soon as he said that, everyone fell silent. A depressing atmosphere came from the office area!
The station was too ruthless! This was simply too ruthless! They were trying to play Zhang Ye to death!
"Old and Young Ghost Story Meeting" would definitely not be canceled. No one would dare to cancel such an excellent program. Not only would the station not agree to it, even the listeners would not agree to it. Hence, the station came up with a temporary halt and replaced it with Deputy Station Head Jia's relative, Jia Yan's segment. Then, they informed everyone that the Story Gathering would be moved to the weekend, but they did not issue any documents. They just dragged it on and got stuck on the paperwork. Hence, it could be said that Zhang Ye, who had long lost his hosting position for "Late-night Ghost Stories", no longer had any hosting duties. At least that was the case before Friday! Why did he do that? The answer was already obvious! The higher-ups clearly wanted to mess with Zhang Ye! It was to prevent him from entering the Silver Microphone Awards! They didn't even give him a nomination! And they wanted to reduce the time and influence of Zhang Ye's segment! Without informing the listeners, they had replaced Jia Yan's segment with the Literature Channel's number one listenership segment. They had implanted and forcefully used Zhang Ye's large number of listeners and popularity to support Jia Yan. They had used this method to let Jia Yan have a good start!
By suppressing Zhang Ye, they had helped Jia Yan. It was killing two birds with one stone!
This move made Zhang Ye's colleagues' hearts tremble!
They were really trying to push Zhang Ye to his death! They had even used such a vicious move? Was there a need to do this to a newcomer? Was there a need to do this to a newcomer who had contributed to the station's listenership and glory? Isn't this a little too disappointing!?
At this moment, even Tian Bin felt uncomfortable. Indeed, he and Zhang Ye had too many conflicts. He could not wait to see Zhang Ye make a fool of himself, but no matter how much he disliked Zhang Ye, he had to admit that Zhang Ye was capable. Zhang Ye had relied on his own strength to climb up step by step. Tian Bin had to admit that he was indeed inferior to Zhang Ye. But what did you, Jia Yan, have? You have a relative of a Station Leader. Just because of that, you want to take up all our resources the moment you arrive? You receive preferential treatment compared to all of us? And you even pushed your colleagues down the cliff? It was too much! Even the Station Leader had gone too far, right? Tian Bin was very close to Jia Yan, but it did not mean that Tian Bin liked him!
This time, Tian Bin did not kick him while he was down.
Wu Datao glanced at Zhang Ye. It was rare that he did not gloat. He could only shake his head helplessly. He felt quite sad in his heart. He felt sad for Zhang Ye, and also for the system. This was such a place. If the Leader wanted to mess with you, there was no way to escape. All you could do was accept it!
A person's heart always had a good side. This time, the station had gone too far with Zhang Ye. Furthermore, it was a completely unreasonable and vicious stance. This made many of the colleagues in the office, who did not have a good impression of Zhang Ye or had never spoken to him, suddenly lean towards Zhang Ye's side!
Big Sis Zhou's tears nearly fell, "What a bully! What a bully! Who did Little Zhang offend? How can they do this!? The Silver Microphone Awards only happen once a year. If you miss it this time, there won't be another chance in the future! "
Auntie Sun did not stand on ceremony, "Does Deputy Station Head Jia think he can cover the sky with one hand?"
A youth beside her hurriedly said, "Auntie, lower your voice. Don't let others hear you."
Auntie Sun was also furious, "Little Jia isn't here, so what if I say a few words? I just don't understand. What is the Station Head doing? Why doesn't he do anything? He just watches as a Leader acts recklessly? "
The old editor, who had brought the message, hesitated for a moment before saying in a low voice, "There are no outsiders here today. We are all old colleagues who have known each other for decades. Maybe some of us had a quarrel in the past, or some of us had conflicts, but after so many years of ups and downs, we have all come through together. No matter how much friction there is, we are still comrades in the same trench. So let's just say it, and not spread it."
"Don't worry."
"We won't."
"Old Zhou, you are belittling us."
Everyone knew that he had something to say, so they all looked over seriously.
After laying the groundwork, the old editor said, "Actually, Director Zhao had tried hard just now. When he was informed of this matter in a small meeting, Director Zhao had already flown into a rage. He was adamant about not allowing 'Soaring Youth' to take over, but the higher-ups had already decided, so Director Zhao could not do anything about it." Looking at Auntie Sun, he said, "Just now, Sister Sun asked why the Station Head did not care about it. I can't say much, but I heard one thing from a friend in the News Channel. The other person nominated for the Silver Microphone Awards is called Zhāng Yě. His father is an old comrade of our Station Head."
No wonder!
No wonder Deputy Station Head Jia was so fearless!
Killing two birds with one stone? No! This move was killing three birds with one stone! Screw Zhang Ye to death, support Jia Yan, and fulfill Zhāng Yě!
If Zhang Ye had been nominated for the Silver Microphone Awards, be it his artistic standards, broadcasting standards, or his qualifications, Zhang Ye would have undoubtedly won the only Silver Microphone Award that was given to the Beijing Radio Station. It would definitely not have anything to do with Zhāng Yě. But now, Deputy Station Head Jia, who was in charge of the Literature Channel, had used extremely ruthless methods to step on Zhang Ye. The only nomination left was Zhāng Yě. Was there a need to talk about the Silver Microphone Award? It was definitely going to be his! With this, Deputy Station Head Jia did not need to worry about the other Station Heads investigating him for abusing his power. From a certain point of view, he was working for the Station Head. Who would dare question him?
At this moment, Jia Yan returned.
When the old editor and company saw this, they did not continue on this topic. They were afraid that it would reach the Leader's ears.
Jia Yan was in low spirits at the celebratory banquet at noon, but after disappearing for half an hour, he returned in high spirits, "Editor Chen, are the two episodes that I recorded still there?"
A female editor said, "In the cubicle."
"Alright, help me prepare it. In the future, the Monday to Friday afternoon segment will be mine." Jia Yan directed, "Do it quickly. It's almost 12!"
The female editor was unwilling, but she could only do it.
Zhang Ye's heart turned cold. He also felt disgusted from the bottom of his heart. Zhang Ye, who originally had thoughts of jumping ship, felt that he had let down the unit and organization that had nurtured him. But now, Zhang Ye had made up his mind. With such a Leader, he did not want to stay a moment longer!
Aren't you going too far?
First, it was the Jia duo!
Now, even the Station Head, the Station Head, wanted to step on him?
Zhang Ye did not know what he had done wrong. You wanted to forcefully buy the copyright of "Ghost Blows Out the Light" for your own profits with a little bit of money that wasn't even enough for the production costs. If I didn't sell, you removed my program and sent me away. Alright, I admit it. I don't want "Late-night Ghost Stories" anymore. I'll just focus on my new program. Now, my program has already reached the top, and it has created a glorious result for the station. You are f * * king doing this again, trying to suppress my program? You are even using such underhanded tricks to prevent me from participating in the Silver Microphone Awards! Just to let Deputy Station Head Jia's relative step on my head? Just to let the child of your Station Head's comrade win the Silver Microphone Award?
I worked so hard for the station to achieve this result, and even let the Beijing Radio Station's program break the Central Radio Station's record for the first time in history! But in the end? In the end, I ended up like this?
F * * k your grandpa!
Do you really think that I, Zhang Ye, am a pushover?
A youth, who was about the same age as Zhang Ye, persuaded softly, "Forget it, Teacher Zhang. You can't beat them. Just bear with it. The station is deliberately dragging it to Friday before announcing the resumption of your program. It is to stop you from being nominated for the Silver Microphone Awards. Without an anchor position, the station will not be able to nominate anyone." He casually said, "Unless one of the five judges for the Silver Microphone Awards gives you an additional nomination spot. Every year, there are three additional spots for the Golden Microphone Awards, and about two for the Silver Microphone Awards. Only such spots do not need to be nominated internally by the radio station, and can be made an exception to enter the nomination list."
Additional?
There was an additional spot?
Zhang Ye's heart stirred. He remembered that Zhang Yuanqi was this time's judge!
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