It was an unfamiliar number, so I hung up immediately at the end of the quarter. Unexpectedly, the other party was very persistent, hanging up and calling again, and never gave up.
Haha! That’s very funny.
"Hello? Who is this?"
"Hello, Miss Momo, I am the director of the TV station, and my surname is Xiao."
oh?
"What's up?"
"That's right, I would like to invite you to participate in the recording of our program."
"Not interested in!"
"Hey, don't hang up the phone yet. Can you just listen to me?"
"I'll give you five minutes."
Director Xiao frowned and felt a little unhappy, but he still said patiently, "Miss Mo Mo, there was more than one baby exchange incident in the hospital where you were born..."
There was no such plot in the original novel, but after listening to Director Xiao's words, I agreed at the end of the season.
"Ah? You agreed?"
Director Xiao hasn't reacted yet.
The baby-swapping case involved several families back then. The Ji family was the richest man in Ningcheng and received the most attention. It is still discussed on various platforms.
Because the Ji family recognized their relatives in a high-profile manner, netizens hope that the children born in the hospital that year will be strictly investigated and the children from other families can be returned to their parents.
The TV station wants to take advantage of the popularity and launch a program to interview the children who have returned to their parents to see how they are doing.
Full of gimmicks and eye-catching.
"But I have a condition, I must record it truthfully."
"Of course!"
"When will it be recorded?"
Director Xiao immediately asked for the date without even talking about the remuneration. He was worried that the reviews for the season finale online were not good, so he must not screw it up.
"The program will first determine the guests who can participate. About three days later, someone will come over to discuss cooperation matters."
"Can."
"That's it, it's settled, see you Miss Momo."
"goodbye."
If she wants to change Ji Momo's image in the eyes of outsiders, this is a good opportunity, and it may clear some obstacles on her way to the postgraduate entrance examination.
She knows better than anyone that it is very difficult to enter Tsinghua University as a junior college student. She must do something and integrate some opportunities. Who knows which cloud will rain?
The next morning, Tang Guirong's body temperature returned to normal. According to the plan, he would have surgery to remove the lesion in three days.
"Mo Mo, go and eat. I'm not hungry."
"What's the point of not having breakfast?"
"Mom, don't be nervous, Song Bijun is a paper tiger, she won't do anything to us."
"Mo Mo, please stop lying to your mother. I know you are filial, but there is really no need for us to make your mother unhappy over such a trivial matter."
At the end of the season, she is really not afraid of Song Bijun making troubles. The more violent the troubles, the better. She likes conflicts to be resolved openly. She makes troubles all day long. Who can live a good life in this kind of environment?
When the two of them went downstairs, the atmosphere in the restaurant was tense and Tang Guirong had already begun to retreat.
"Auntie, I told you to make some soft food last night, did you do it?"
The servant in charge of cooking looked at Song Bijun in panic. Needless to say, it must have not been done.
"How shameless? I want to keep you here for one night and want to eat before leaving?"
Song Bijun was just about to go all out to blast Ji Momo and her country adoptive mother when she saw she took out her mobile phone, turned on the video recording function, and pointed the camera at Song Bijun.
"what are you doing?"
"Oh, I forgot to tell you that last night I accepted an invitation from a director to participate in the recording of the program. He told me to shoot some daily family life and send it to the mailbox so that I can evaluate the commercial value."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Which TV station is blind enough to invite you to do a program?"
"Ms. Song, please speak in a civilized manner. I'm recording you."
Song Bijun was so angry that she was trembling all over and rushed over to grab her phone.
"Ji Momo, I've seen through you. As long as Bingbing does something, you want to imitate her. Haha, Dong Shi follows suit. Get out of Ji's house immediately."