Lu Gengshen looked at the empty seats in the conference room, "Have all the faxes been sent out?" Chen Chen immediately smiled and said, "They have been sent out a long time ago, Director Lu."
Lu Gengshen frowned. This was too abnormal. I thought back then, whether it was the celebrity list, the real estate list or the unicorn list... As soon as these programs were launched, there were still lively scenes of TV stations from all over the country coming to the door with money in hand to buy them.
In front of you.
But, doesn’t anyone buy this show?
Chen Chen looked at Lu Gengshen and said, "Director Lu, who can't cook food? If you can't do it well, is it bad? You have to mention it to Mr. Peng that this show..."
Lu Gengshen stood up and walked out without saying a word, "Xiao Chen, please remember that there is an unwritten rule in our company, that is, no one can doubt Mr. Peng." He himself was actually hesitant, "Mr. Peng, no
When it’s wrong.”
"Okay, I'll remember it, Director Lu." Chen Chen agreed immediately, but she looked at the list of TV stations in hand and then at the still empty conference room. This fact was not surprising.
Say?
"Old Lu, I'm late, I'm late." As soon as Lu Gengshen walked out of the conference room door, he met the program purchaser of Huhai Channel, "You guys have finished the meeting..." But his eyes swept across
In the conference room, the previous scene of a large group of purchasers following Lu Gengshen did not happen again today. The only person who came out of the conference room later was the little girl named Chen Chen.
"Come to my office." Lu Gengshen was no longer as cheerful as before, "It's like this, everyone is a little worried about this program..."
After all, Pengbo Media started out with financial programs, and all of them are financial programs. Launching a cooking program out of the blue is like being used to sweet food, and suddenly giving it a salty one. Everyone is interested in it.
Not interested anymore.
"Well, you've seen it," Lu Gengshen didn't hide it in front of his old club, "Everyone doesn't have enough confidence in this program."
"Do you have any samples?" the other party asked.
"No, it's still being recorded." Lu Gengshen thought that although this program was not selling well, he still couldn't shave his head. He still strongly recommended it to the other party, "Our list will also be published in this program...
"
"That's right," the other party obviously hesitated, "Then I have to call the director of the station. I can't make the decision."
This was obviously a shirk. Why didn't we use phone calls for previous programs? Although Lu Gengshen was dissatisfied, he could only accept the reality. Soon, the other party came back from outside. "The station director said, as long as it is a Pengbo Media program,
We must buy it, but..." he smiled, "can you try it by playing it first?"
Trial broadcast? It depends on the ratings? Lu Gengshen disdains it, but that’s all he can do now, “Okay, Lao Zhao, you should have confidence in our program and our president, Mr. Peng, so I’ll do as you say...
…”
…
Shonan Terrace.
Director Ouyang Changlin looked at the fax in his hand and smiled, "How could Mr. Peng, such a smart person, think of doing such a program?"
"As people's living standards have improved, they just want to live well, eat well, and have fun. That's right." Long Chunni smiled and took over, "I think this program... is interesting."
"Is there a chance?" Ouyang Changlin looked at Long Chunni.
Long Chunni smiled and said, "I am in the entertainment program. If you look at it from an entertainment perspective, I think the ratings of this program will not be low. Now everyone wants to watch some relaxing time-killing programs. This cooking program
's program is actually an entertainment program..."
"But there are no samples." Ouyang Changlin does not doubt the strength of Pengbo Media, nor does he doubt Mr. Peng's vision in the TV industry. "We don't know the quality of this program. This Peng Bo will always produce a sample."
Take a look."
"Peng Bo probably doesn't have time to pay attention to such a small program," Long Chunni said with a smile, "European TV, how about we make a bet?"
"How to bet?" Ouyang Changlin became interested.
"I can't predict the ratings of this show, but I dare to say that this show will become a hit at the end of the year." Long Chunni is confident.
"Oh, that's it. I'll give Peng Bo a call." Ouyang Changlin picked up the phone, but the ring kept ringing and no one answered, "What is this Peng Bo doing?"
…
Shanghai, Portman Hotel.
The camera has been set up, and all the materials on the table have been placed neatly. Without looking carefully, I would have thought he was the backstage chef of the Portman Hotel, but a man wearing a white chef hat and white chef uniform smiled at the camera.
When they stood in front of each other, everyone saw that this was none other than Peng Bo, the chairman of the board of directors of Pengbo TV and the president of Pengbo Media.
Next to him, Li Jing, who was also dressed in the same manner, was staring at the camera with his eyes wide open and his big teeth bared. He was used to talking about cross talk in front of people. When he stood in front of the camera, Li Jing felt that he had no place to put his hands.
"Relax," Peng Bo patted Li Jing on the shoulder, "just treat the camera as a TV audience. "We are just talking about cross talk, but you are the only one who is making fun of me, do you understand?"
"Mr. Peng, I know how to do cross talk, but I have never called the cross talk master when cooking," Li Jing smiled, showing his white teeth, "Try it, give it a try."
"Then give it a try," Peng Bo looked at the director. The title of the famous food list was given to his family's Granburg winery. The winery was under construction. Peng Bo didn't plan to sell much wine and just build a reputation.
But this show needs a serious sponsor, "We don't play any mystical things. Big, we are suppliers of delicious food. Pay attention, relax. It must be relaxed. We are just making a rice stir-fry."
It’s just food…”
…
"Okay, let's start." The director gave the instruction.
"Three times in five kitchens, you can get the taste in one step," Li Jing stood in front of the camera with a smile, "This is the large-scale life service column "Food is the First" exclusively sponsored by Fang Jinji. Today we will choose with Master Peng Bo Peng
To make an exciting dish, okay, I’d like to invite Master Peng..."
The music started, and Peng Bo walked to the desk easily.
"Master Peng, what dish are you bringing for us today?" Li Jing asked with a smile.
"Kung Pao Chicken, this is a famous dish included in Shandong, Sichuan and Guizhou cuisine recipes. Li Jing, do you know Kung Pao?"
"Gong Bao, is that a name? I really don't know this person." Li Jing said in a serious tone, "Is he an employee of our Pengbo Media?"
Laughter, simulated laughter sounded immediately.
"Well, your ignorant look has the charm of my youth," Peng Bo said with a smile, and the music started again, "Today's dish is not far from now, only a few years ago, and there are elderly people at home.
You can go back and ask, that was when Cixi was in power..."
"Stop, please stop for a moment," Li Jing said with a smile, showing no stage fright at all, "When Cixi came to power, it was still a few years away... It was as if my father hadn't even been born yet..."