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Chapter 170 You treat me with sincerity

"Sister Jing!"

At this time, Wang Jiefang jumped down from the stairs like a grasshopper and strode over.

Wen Jing was obviously used to Wang Jiefang's actions and had no special reaction. She directly asked: "How is it? Is there any result?"

"Hua De'an chose Jizhou TV Station!"

Wang Jiefang said: "Jizhou TV's appearance fee is relatively high, with an asking price of 150,000. The most important thing is that their channel coverage is very wide. Hua De'an said on the spot that he really wanted Hong Kong fans to see his updates.

, you know, Hua De’an is from Hong Kong!”

Wen Jing showed a genuine expression: "It's indeed a provincial satellite TV station. It's a real rich man. It actually offered a price of 150,000 yuan... How much should we ask?"

"Fifty thousand." Wang Jiefang said with a naive smile.

Wen Jing rolled her eyes. She had no interest in continuing the conversation. She picked up the phone and called the chief director of the Lantern Festival Party: "Director Wang, are you doing that right?"

"Which thing?" Wang Weiran asked in confusion.

Wen Jing raised her voice: "Inviting Li Qing to the Lantern Festival Party."

"Ah!" Wang Weiran suddenly came to his senses: "Yes, yes, I invite Li Qing. I want to invite Li Qing."

"How much is the performance fee?" Wen Jing asked.

Wang Weiran thought for a while and said hesitantly: "Wen Jing, you know the difficulties in Taiwan. Funds are always tight. I am not very motivated to hold this party. You may not know that Hua De'an was hired by Jizhou Satellite TV.

The invitation has been sent, Jizhou TV station is working hard with us, and wants to compete with us in the ratings at the same time..."

Seeing that Wang Weiran was going further and further, Wen Jing couldn't help raising her voice again: "How much performance fee will you pay?"

Wang Weiran said a little embarrassedly: "Five thousand."

"Five thousand?" Wen Jing's voice soared two or three levels: "I'm talking to Director Wang, you're sending beggars away. Li Qing is also the overall champion of "Music Star", and several record companies are vying for him.

A song sells for tens of thousands, so you give Hua De'an 50,000, and you give Li Qing 5,000?"

Since they were not in the same department anyway, Wen Jing was not afraid of offending Wang Weiran. When she heard the price of 5,000, she felt unhappy for her idol, and she immediately started to complain: "Our station's ratings are not bad, and we receive so many advertisements every year. I'm surprised by this.

Where did all the advertising money go? Why are funds so tight every time?”

When Wang Weiran heard this, he said in a serious voice: "Xiao Wen, just tell me what you said. Don't tell the Taiwan leaders..."

"I'm too lazy to say it!" Wen Jing hung up the phone and stamped her feet angrily.

Wang Jiefang smiled naively and said: "Sister Jing, don't be angry with that grandson. Where did the funds go? Everyone knows that these days, a leader who is not corrupt is not a good leader..."

Wen Jing glared at Wang Jiefang fiercely: "Talk too much! Stop talking nonsense!"

Wang Jiefang quickly covered his mouth.

Wen Jing took a deep breath, walked back and forth, and said with a look of despair: "Five thousand, five thousand. Oh my God, how can I talk to my idol?"

"To be honest, you can come if you want to, even if you don't want to come. I don't think Li Qing is a fussy person." Wang Jiefang said.

Wen Jing said in frustration: "I really can't afford to disgrace this man!"

But there is still work to be done.

In the end, Wen Jing, who was full of hesitation, picked up the phone, found Li Qing's mobile phone number, and dialed it.

As soon as Wen Jing was connected, she heard a pinging sound coming from the phone, mixed with the hum of the machine. It seemed like the wall was being cut.

She was confused, but she couldn't wait to say: "Idol, idol, can you hear me? I'm quiet, the quietest person in Shicheng."

"Sincere Wen Jing?"

Li Qing's laughter came from the phone. Then, as if the environment had changed, the sound of digging into the wall could no longer be heard, and the clear and emotional voice also came: "Hello Sister Wen,

Do you have a problem with me?"

"Of course I have something to do, but what were you doing just now? Did you imitate the ancients in chiseling a wall to gain some light?" Wen Jing joked.

Li Qing cheered and said with a smile: "I have built a studio and are renovating it. What can I say?"

Wen Jing made a few oohs and ahs, and then thinking of the shameful price offered by Wang Weiran, she said with a little embarrassment: "That's right, it's almost the Lantern Festival. Our Shicheng TV station has prepared a grand Lantern Festival party.

The director of the party just mentioned you to me, I think this is an opportunity, at least it’s good exposure, right?”

Li Qing then remembered that his cousin's classmate was a media person. He asked with some surprise: "Did you recommend me to the director?"

"You can say that!" Wen Jing nodded.

Li Qing thought about the itinerary and felt that it was not too late to go to Hong Kong to hold a book signing event, so he smiled and said: "Oh, thank you very much, okay, I will be fine on my fifteenth day, I will try my best

Go early and rehearse a few more times. Then I'll have a phone call with you, Sister Wen, and we'll contact you after we meet?"

"Idol, don't you even ask for appearance fees?" Wen Jing reminded.

Li Qing smiled and said: "Sister Wen, if you can recommend me, it is to give me face. What is the appearance fee? I will reimburse the round trip expenses. By the way, remember to take care of the food!"

When Wen Jing heard this, she was immediately moved and said, "Okay, I'll definitely take care of it! I'll serve you a lot of fish and meat here, so remember to come!"

"Okay!" Li Qing smiled.

After chatting for a few more words, Wen Jing hung up the phone. She excitedly said to Wang Jiefang: "Look, look at my idol, how good a person he is!"

Wang Jiefang scratched his head and said: "Sister Jing, you really don't want to pay Li Qing the appearance fee, do you? If you really don't pay, then this matter will be reported to Bai Qiang and Li Qian, and I don't think they can spare you.

"

"Talk too much!"

Wen Jing took a sip and then said seriously: "If you treat me with sincerity, I will live up to you. I can't afford the five thousand appearance fee anyway. At worst, I will pay fifteen thousand from my own pocket to make up twenty thousand!"

Wang Jiefang smiled honestly: "Sister Jing, you are so righteous."

Wen Jing smiled proudly and said, "That's necessary."

"But Jizhou TV station has Hua De'an in charge. I think the ratings of our station's Lantern Festival Gala will be very miserable, and it might become a joke."

Wang Jiefang said: "Now many sponsors are trying their best to come to Jizhou TV station to sponsor their evening show. If this advertising sponsorship continues, it will definitely exceed Hua De'an's performance fee..."

"So our Taiwan leaders are all short-sighted..."

Wen Jing sighed, not knowing whether letting her idol come to the Lantern Festival party in Taili would help him or trick him.

Anyway, let’s look forward!

In the blink of an eye, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month of 1998 came.

On this day, Li Qing was invited to board a flight to Shicheng and came to Shicheng again. (To be continued.)

ps: It’s the last day of this month to vote for the monthly ticket. In the past few days, one monthly ticket will become two. Let’s work hard together! By the way, there are also recommendation votes. Thank you for the rewards, brothers.


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