Lu Gengshen once again regained his former glory, and the conference room of Pengbo Media was once again crowded with customers. However, this time the visitors were all local TV stations, and there were also provincial stations, but compared to the previous ones, there were much fewer.
According to Lu Gengshen's contacts, he found out that many TV stations had seen the high ratings of this food program and had already planned to launch their own programs. "Let them push it," Peng Bo disagreed, "They can learn from us.
Is it the essence? Our programs are never afraid of people learning from them.”
Lu Gengshen believed that every time Pengbo Media launched a program, it was bound to the list. It was like a natural plug-in. You don’t have the resources to learn even if you want to learn.
"Lao Lu, you go to China Television and find someone named Chen Xiaoqing." Peng Bo also had backup, "We plan to make another show."
"What show?" Lu Gengshen knew that every time Peng Bo launched a program, the ratings were always the best. Even if a program like this food list had a bad response at first, the facts proved that they were wrong.
"China on the Bite of the Tongue." Peng Bo said with a smile, "traveling all over the country and eating all kinds of Chinese food. The essence of this program is to combine tourism and humanities. We don't sell such programs, we will broadcast them on Pengbo TV
If he is willing to work at Pengbo TV, he can serve as deputy director."
"But, Mr. Peng, can't we do it ourselves?" Lu Gengshen asked after thinking about it.
"I'm afraid not," Peng Bo said very implicitly, because this person is the king of food documentaries. He is ranked second in food programs in China, and no one dares to be ranked first.
"Also, let's take a look at the lively places in the capital. Here's a place. Yes, it's useful to me. It doesn't need to be big. It just needs to be able to open a tea garden..."
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In another office of Pengbo Media, Guo Degang was chatting freely with Li Jing. Li Jing had changed from his desolate appearance when he first arrived in Shanghai and was now well-dressed.
"The boss gave it to me." Li Jing held the Granberg sparkling wine in his hand, feeling very proud.
"Then do it well." Guo Degang was full of confidence, "I already knew that you could do it." He smiled brightly and joked, "You are also the idol of middle-aged and elderly women now."
Since Peng Bo launched a series of square dance teaching programs, and now he personally demonstrates cooking, almost all aunties in China know this young man.
The phone on the table rang, and Guo Degang stood up as soon as he saw the number, "Hush, boss's phone number... Okay, Mr. Peng, I'll be right over." He put down the phone and glanced at Li Jing proudly, "Boss is looking for me.
"
"Don't forget to say a nice word for me." Li Jing chased after him and shouted.
It was very quiet in Peng Bo's office at this time, and the warm winter sun illuminated the office warmly and brightly.
"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, next year will be 2001, what are your thoughts?" Peng Bo actually made a cup of tea himself and handed it to Guo Degang, who panicked and stood up quickly.
"I don't have any ideas. Just put on the show and host it well." Guo Degang said with a smile, his little eyes narrowed. In this year's time in Shanghai, he has gained weight.
"Didn't you think about anything else?" Peng Bo also sat down on the sofa and looked at the future cross talk master with a smile.
"No," Guo Degang said immediately, "really not."
"It doesn't matter if you do, and it doesn't matter if you don't," the tea smell rose in the sunshine, "Have you ever thought about starting your own business?"
Guo Degang was stunned for a moment, then immediately shook his head like a rattle, "I haven't thought about it, Mr. Peng, I really haven't thought about it."
"But, I have thought about it." Peng Bo said slowly, holding down Guo Degang's hand that wanted to shake it, "How is the cross talk conference going now?"
"It's just like disbanding," Guo Degang said with a smile, without any nostalgia, "Isn't Li Jing coming now? Mr. Zhang Wenshun is also here..."
"I want you to return to the capital." Peng Bo said slowly, "Don't worry, it's not that you're not doing well, but that you need a bigger stage."
"The stage here is very good." Guo Degang was a little anxious.
"There are too many people on the stage here, so you won't be able to show off," Peng Bo said. "You have to have your own stage, a stage that truly belongs to you. Listen to me, cross talk is your specialty, host.
It's your side job, pick up cross talk."
"But, Mr. Peng, no one wants to listen to my cross talk." Guo Degang's face was almost purple. He felt that Li Jing had taken his place.
"That was before. People didn't know who you were before. In the past year or so, have you appeared on TV less often? Just like Li Ran, you are also the host here. Listen to me and go out and have a try.
, you will find that the stage outside really belongs to you."
Guo Degang stopped talking. He didn't mind that the tea was too hot and drank heavily.
"There are mixed reviews in the crosstalk industry. I remember that when you first came to the company, you always drank water from your own cup, and the water cup was never touched." Peng Bo still remembered the night when he first met Guo Degang. Pengbo Media had just moved
Entering the Jin Mao Tower, "But now you drink the water from anyone... You are a dragon and you should not be a frog in the warm water. The environment here is too comfortable and you will lose all your skills."
"But Mr. Peng..."
"You know, I'm not chasing you. I recommended Yan Ning to Microsoft, I recommended Dong Qing to CTV, and I recommended Li Ran to Zhang Yimou. Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is very optimistic about the Oscar." Peng Bo stood up and pointed out the window.
Deng Huo, "Do you still remember what we said when we met?"
Guo Degang looked at Peng Bo blankly and shook his head blankly.
"It's also here," Peng Bo stood up and pulled Guo Degang up. He pointed to the lights outside the window, "Here, you can even feel the silver flowing in the streets. Brother Degang, do you want to pick up gold and silver here?"
Guo Degang remained silent.
"Hanyao Fu said it well, if the sky is not in season, the sun and moon will have no light. The earth is not in season, then vegetation will not grow. The water is not in season, and the waves will not be calm. People are not in season, and their destiny will be blocked. If there is no fundamental horoscope
, How can I serve as your prime minister? You have to depend on your fate for the rest of your life, and you have no control over others." Peng Bo looked at Guo Degang and said, "Brother Degang, your good days have come. It's time to go to the capital to pick up gold and silver."
In the past, Guo Degang was not famous, not because he was not good, but because cross talk was not yet ready. Next year, Guo Degang will have a turning point, because this is the year he met Yu Qian, and this is also the year he married his second wife Wang Hui.
"Don't be afraid, Pengbo Media will take care of you if something happens," Peng Bo looked at him, "I have asked Lao Lu to book a tea garden for you in the capital. Please consider me a little favor. Believe me, you will become famous.
From the capital.”
When it came to Yan Ning, Dong Qing, and Li Ran, Guo Degang already understood that Peng Bo intended to support him, but he was really unsure. The place where these three people went was either China Television or Microsoft, or there was a big director to help him. He took a long breath
, "How about, Mr. Peng, let me try?"
"It's not about trying, it's about succeeding." Peng Bo smiled.
"Then we call it the Crosstalk Conference, the Capital Crosstalk Conference."
"No, change your name."
"Then give me a name."
Peng Bo looked at him with a smile, "Let's call it Deyunshe."
"Deyun Club, with the help of De Luck Tao," Guo Degang relaxed a little, "Okay, I hope that one day the carp will turn into a dragon, Mr. Peng, I want to meet someone before I leave."