Yue Yunpeng was convinced so quickly that Xiao Qian was a little frightened.
"Director Yue, how about... your program team will study it again? Or report it to everyone for their opinions. In case anyone gossips and makes it difficult for you."
"No, I have the final say on this matter. Whoever dares to disagree will be killed by me."
Yue Yunpeng is fierce and determined to win.
Let’s see what you are capable of. Those who don’t know may think you are the director of CCTV.
However, this fully proves how good Xiao Qian's works are that make Yue Yunpeng so indifferent.
If Xiao Qian is not Yue Yunpeng, how can he know the other person's suffering?
This year's Spring Festival Gala has a particularly different meaning because of the return of Hong Kong.
During the preparations, the leaders requested that the atmosphere of Xiangjiang's return to the motherland's family must be highlighted, and that more ideas should be thought of in the program.
Yue Yunpeng and the program team thought hard and sent out solicitations and invitations to all over the country. It can be said that they were not careless.
However, there are many programs created with the theme of Hong Kong's return, but not many are eye-catching.
If the Spring Festival Gala does not turn out well, he, the director, will definitely be the first to be scolded and will have to take responsibility.
Yue Yunpeng was anxious and worried. Xiao Qian took the initiative to come to his door and gave him such a powerful and high-quality program. How could he care about anything else.
Now that there were no problems at the Spring Festival Gala, Xiao Qian began to contact the performers.
"Wei, Aunt Wenmu, is your brother-in-law at home?"
"Pa..."
Wen Mu hung up the phone.
She hung up the phone...
Xiao Qian was confused and had no choice but to call again.
"It's me, I'm Xiao Qian, aunt, can't you hear my voice?"
"Pa..."
It hung up over there again.
Xiao Qian persevered and fought again.
"Sister, I am Xiao Qian."
This time I didn't hang up, but my anger flowed out of the microphone.
"Bastard boy, what do you mean? Ah... you call me auntie and call him brother-in-law. Are you just angry with me?"
It turns out that he was angry because of this.
Xiao Qian pouted.
Women are stingy.
"Oh, it's all my fault. I've been so busy lately, my brain is all confused. Sister, you are a general. You have a lot of knowledge, so don't be like the younger ones."
Wen Mu immediately saw through his laziness.
"If you appear in front of me, I will show you the power of the People's Liberation Army."
Xiao Qian shrank her neck, knowing that she could no longer be skinny.
"Sister, I'm looking for my brother-in-law."
"Why are you looking for him?"
"It's like this. I recently made a song to participate in the Spring Festival Gala. It's about the return of Xiangjiang. I think it's more suitable for my brother-in-law."
There was a crash on the other end of the phone, and Wen Mu seemed to have spilled something, but she didn't care at all, and her tone suddenly became gentle.
"Oh, Xiaoqian, what a pity. Your brother-in-law has been obsessed with doing housework recently and doesn't even want to sing. How about giving this piece of your work to your eldest sister?"
Xiao Qian's head is covered with black lines.
"Sister, if you, a general, bully a colonel like this, won't your conscience hurt?"
"Hmph..."
Wen Mu was unhappy when his clumsy rhetoric was exposed.
"Is it true that I can only sing for your brother-in-law?"
"Of course. Otherwise, there are so many male singers in our company, why would you specifically look for your brother-in-law?"
Now Wen Mu believed it and no longer struggled.
Because of Wenyi's relationship, she is still very clear about the situation of Starlight Entertainment. She knows that there are many excellent singers here, and each one is more famous and powerful than the last.
Under such circumstances, Xiao Qian was able to find Zhang Jian only because Zhang Jian was more suitable.
"Waiting..."
The clack of slippers faded away, followed by another rush of vicious dogs rushing towards the microphone.
"Hey, Xiao Qian, I heard that you have a work that you want me to collaborate on?"
Zhang Jian's tone was full of sunshine, filled with the joy of the liberation of poor and lower-middle peasants.
"Brother-in-law, you don't have much to do recently, right?"
Zhang Jian is a soldier, so Xiao Qian had to ask clearly.
"No, I've been taking a break recently. I've been... ahem... taking care of the family."
Just do housework, why do you talk so high-minded about it?
Can’t men do housework?
"Then let me play the demo for you and see if there are any problems?"
After the song was played, Zhang Jian was even more impulsive than Yue Yunpeng.
"Where are you? I'm going to find you now."
As expected of a soldier, he acts vigorously and resolutely.
Listening to the beeping on the phone, it was obvious that Zhang Jian had already started taking action.
Xiao Qian was so helpless that she threw away the phone and had to deal with the woman in front of her.
Xu Jiayi has been waiting for him for a while.
"Big boss, have mercy on the little one. I've been working so hard. The report has been sent to you for several days. Can you take a look at it?"
"I'm busy, you've seen it."
Xiao Qian hurriedly defended herself, pretending to look for documents, but of course she couldn't find them.
The documents on his desk were piled up like a mountain, and he couldn't sort them out within a few days.
"No, you can't send these things here anymore. I don't have time to take care of this."
Xiao Qian quickly figured it out and made an important decision.
Although he is the vice president of the company, he mainly does the work of the art director and spends most of his time on the front lines. In this case, the boring and boring work of reviewing documents should not be left to him.
He called his secretary in, pointed at the mountain of documents and immediately ordered: "Send these to Mr. Weng, and also instruct him to send all the documents for review in the future to Mr. Weng."
The secretary was docile and obedient, didn't ask any questions, and left holding the documents.
Xu Jiayi looked sideways.
"Weng will always hate you to death."
Xiao Qian was filled with anger.
"Obviously he is the chairman of the company, but he does nothing. He chases Wen Yi all day long, like a licking dog. Does he still act like a boss? I am correcting his mistakes.
style and promote the company’s integrity.”
Xu Jiayi twisted her mouth and really didn't know how to complain about this shameless second boss.
"Okay, you don't want to review the documents anymore, so just follow me to the scene."
The first major thing Xu Jiayi is currently responsible for is the preparation of the China Music Chart Awards Ceremony.
Xiao Qian never asked, trusting Xu Jiayi's ability to do things.
But as the ceremony was approaching, it was impossible for Xu Jiayi not to let him check and accept it.
The China Music Chart Awards Ceremony is scheduled to be held on December 1.
Logically speaking, the end of the year is of course better.
The holidays are coming and the New Year is approaching, which is the peak of leisure and entertainment.
But Xiao Qian knew that in a few years, there would be an endless stream of New Year's Eve parties on various provincial TV stations, which would greatly share the attention of the ceremony.
In order not to compete with everyone's time and not to affect the activities of the singers, it is also good to arrange the ceremony on the first day of December and make it fixed.
If you persist in this way for several years, it will form a solid impression in the minds of the public.
The first day of December is the day when the Chinese Music Chart Awards are held.
For example, on the 11th day of November every year, who hasn’t had severe bleeding yet?
I got into Xu Jiayi's car and drove all the way. I finally found a parking space. After I got off, I started walking again, like a long march.
Xiao Qian was unhappy.
"Why did you bring me to People's Square if you weren't going to see the venue? I don't want to buy anything."
Xu Jiayi is trying to be mysterious.
"The venue is nearby."
She took Xiao Qian and walked along Nanjing East Road for a long time.
Finally, the tall buildings in front of him disappeared, and the warm river breeze blew in front of him, making Xiao Qian wake up.
Standing on the river bank of the Bund, looking at the crowds of tourists all around, Xiao Qian was confused.
"Where is the venue?"
Xu Jiayi chuckled evilly.
"That's where you're standing."
"What did you say?"
Xiao Qian's whole body was twitching and she was completely unwell.
When he looked at Xu Jiayi again, his eyes were finally scared.
However, Xu Jiayi is full of energy, posing with her arms akimbo, like a queen of a generation.
"I have talked with the municipal government and received strong support from the municipal government. The first China Music Chart Awards Ceremony will be held on the Bund at our feet. At that time, the place will be closed and managed. Except for the audience,
Tourists are not allowed to enter. The platform along the river is the best stage. Behind it is the vast Huangpu River, and opposite is Lujiazui, where there are many high-rise buildings. Is there any more advanced stage than this?"
Listening to Xu Jiayi's description, Xiao Qian's hair stood on end.
Sure enough, the most terrifying thing is when a woman goes crazy.
Even if he were reborn, he would never dare to imagine using the entire Bund as a stage to hold a ceremony.
What is this place?
This is one of the most famous places in China and is synonymous with Shanghai.
Hundreds of thousands of tourists show up here every day. Even in the off-season, it is difficult to travel here.
In the previous life, when Xiao Qian came here to play on normal days, he was pushed all the way by the crowd and could not look back.
When we walked onto the Bund, the guardrail on the riverside was right in front of us, but we couldn't walk past it. There were human walls all around.
I still remember that I met two little Korean girls. Because they were too short to take pictures of Lujiazui who was opposite them, they kept "fighting" each other in a hurry.
It was him who helped, taking the mobile phone and helping them complete the shooting.
In the end, he only got a "Consamida". Is this what he wanted?
Now that Xu Jiayi can ask the Bund to be the venue for the award ceremony, she really dares to think and do it!
