He immediately made up an excuse that he had fallen asleep, and deliberately emphasized that it was because he was working overtime.
They really gave themselves a perfectly respectable excuse.
Of course, in fact he didn't work overtime at all.
Last night I just went drinking with a few buddies.
They drank until three or four in the morning before going home.
Having just eaten four boxed meals, my stomach is so full I can't stand it anymore.
He gets really sleepy right after eating, so he fell asleep here.
Of course, he would never tell these two people the truth.
After all, he is the leader, and he must maintain the necessary authority.
He glanced at his phone and realized it was already past one o'clock.
Immediately shift the topic to work.
"Your video should be almost finished filming, right?" he asked the two of them.
Now that he's eaten and drunk his fill, all he wants to do is go back to sleep.
So he no longer wanted to deal with work-related matters.
As the station director, to be honest, this has always been his work style over the years.
Every day is spent eating and drinking; the work is mainly done by the subordinates.
He simply assigns tasks by talking.
If you really let him do it on his own, he might not even do as well as a newly hired intern.
When Zhang Qingsong asked that question, the female reporter and photographer stammered and dared not look him in the eye.
"That might take a little more time," the female reporter managed to say.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Qingsong immediately became displeased.
The lecturing mode has started again:
"You've been interviewing people for over an hour, surely you haven't even managed to interview a few people?" he questioned repeatedly.
"Yesterday I spent the whole day shooting less than 20 minutes of video, and now it's been so long and there's still no result?"
"If it were me, I would have finished and gone home long ago. How can you do a good job with this kind of efficiency?"
He then launched into another scathing critique of his two subordinates.
The female reporter and photographer didn't dare to respond and kept their heads down.
Seeing that his attitude seemed a bit too extreme, Zhang Qingsong stopped reciting the national essence he was about to utter.
The tone softened:
"Alright, alright, let's eat first and then go film. You guys must be hungry by now."
"Thank you, Director." The two said in unison.
at the same time.
Meanwhile, Lu Rong was rapidly tossing the wok while frying egg fried rice in the kitchen.
The perfect blend of eggs and rice, with each grain distinct, makes it look incredibly appetizing.
Recently, with the addition of many new recipes, fried rice seems to have become less popular.
So there are still some left after today's sales.
Of course, fried rice with eggs is still a very delicious dish.
After these days of intensive cooking, Lu Rong found that he was becoming more and more adept at cooking.
It seems that cooking is a kind of enjoyment.
After cooking the fried rice, Lu Rong immediately delivered it to the female reporter and the others.
"Hello, this is your fried rice." He handed two boxes of fried rice to the female reporter and photographer respectively.
After giving it to them, Lu Rong seemed to remember something and quickly reminded them:
"There will only be one serving per person today. Don't eat so much next time. I think you guys couldn't finish the rest of the filming yesterday because you ate too much."
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