"Director, shouldn't you want to waste all of us time?" Tang Nuan didn't give the director any chance to respond and asked.

"Tang Nuan, shouldn't you be afraid that after the director read my news, he wouldn't be able to keep his headlines?" Song Qingchun turned his head and asked directly.

Tang Nuan sneered: "What a joke? The most breaking news about the summer is on my phone, will I be afraid?"

"Are you sure your news is the most explosive?" Song Qingchun asked in a hurry, and then handed Tang Nuan a meaningful smile, then turned his head and looked at the director, holding the U in his hand. Pan said: "This news in my hands is definitely the most explosive news in the summer, and it is exclusive. I guarantee that this news will definitely cause an uproar after it is broadcast. If you don’t believe it, it doesn’t matter, you can continue to choose Tang Nuan. The news made the headlines. I think that most of the news in my hand is wanted by radio stations. I am not sure that I can still rely on this news and go to other radio stations to find a high position."

Song Qingchun said too confidently, so the director also hesitated to follow: "Song Qingchun, you are so sure, I read your news, I will definitely choose him as the headline?"

"Of course." Song Qingchun returned without humble: "It is not that you will choose him as the headline when you see it, but that the directors of all radio stations will choose him as the headline when you see it."

The director stared at Song Qingchun for about ten seconds, and finally reached out and took the U disk in her hand, then plugged it into the computer, put on the headphones and looked at it.

The whole meeting room was quiet.

Song Qingchun glanced at Tang Nuan, and saw that the woman was always high above her, with a chest on her chest. Her lips were tickled lightly, and then she looked at the director.

After waiting for about five minutes, the director finally pulled off the headset, first looked at the people in the office, then unplugged Song Qingchun’s U disk, held it in his hand, and said, "This headline, use Song The youthful one."

The atmosphere in the conference room was fixed for about a minute, and everyone turned their heads to look at Tang Nuan.

Tang Nuan came into contact with everyone’s eyes, and only then realized what the director said. Her face suddenly became a little ugly, and she stood up suddenly and said, "Director..."

"Song Qingchun's news this time is really good and very explosive." The director raised Tang Nuan's hand and motioned her not to say anything, and then excitedly handed the U disk to the director of the content planning department : "Go back and write the press release at the fastest speed. We will broadcast the news in the shortest time."

After the director had finished speaking, he looked at Song Qingchun. Her face was completely gone because she was just late and she felt uncomfortable: "Youth, you are really powerful. TW has not had such awesome news for a long time!"

Song Qingchun’s bright eyes and halo teeth: "Thank you, Director!"

The director nodded with a smile, and then said "broke up," so he got up first and left the meeting room.

Song Qingchun just looked at Tang Nuan, who happened to be looking at her again, and her eyes were somewhat dissatisfied.

Song Qingchun blinked her eyes unhurriedly before bending her lips, and gave Tang Nuan the contemptuous smile that she had just given to her, leaving her intact.

Then, Song Qingchun clearly saw Tang Nuan's face turned grey and his lips trembling.