According to the Spring Festival Gala list information exposed on the Internet, after learning that this year’s Spring Festival Gala has a series of works by Zheng Qian, almost everyone across the country has huge expectations for this Spring Festival Gala.
Zheng Qian had already prepared and planned to arrive backstage at the Spring Festival Gala in the afternoon to prepare for the performance.
However, Qi Zhongcai, the general manager of the company, suddenly received news that the audit director of the Bureau of Culture, Media and Radio wanted Zheng Qian to go to his unit in person.
""I'm Not the God of Medicine" has been stuck for a long time. This time Director Wang wants to see you by name. I think this is an opportunity."
After the two met, Qi Zhongcai explained carefully: "Director Wang is the superior of all auditors. He has the power across the board in the culture and broadcasting department. You cannot offend him. But since he asked to see you, I think there is probably some way to go.
There’s room.”
Zheng Qian nodded.
"I'm Not the God of Medicine" was stuck for a long time in the previous life. Although it took a long time to shoot in this life, it obviously also encountered various hardships. Although it was cut again and again, because the subject matter was too sensitive, its central idea
It is even on the edge of the red line, and it is normal to not pass the trial.
Zheng Qian was actually mentally prepared before filming started.
Now that Director Wang wants to discuss it, Zheng Qian is naturally willing to go to the culture and broadcasting department to discuss the specific details for this movie.
It's just that Zheng Qian is a little confused. On New Year's Eve, people all over the country have a holiday, but you people from the cultural and radio departments are still on duty?
But obviously he was overthinking it.
After getting Director Wang's contact information from Ren Xin, Zheng Qian began to make phone calls and confront Director Wang in person.
However, when Director Wang heard that it was Zheng Qian, he was not too surprised and just made an appointment with Zheng Qian to meet at a Chinese restaurant.
When Zheng Qian went to his destination, Ren Xin specially prepared a box of cash for Zheng Qian. "People nowadays are not willing to accept bank cards, or even all name cards. They only like cash."
Zheng Qian frowned: "Where did you learn this trick?"
Ren Xin held her forehead and sighed. She knew that Zheng Qian was an upright man and disdained such a trick. However, as the head of Yuexiang's brokerage company, she had gradually become accustomed to money when working with relevant personnel in the past six months.
Clear the way.
This is almost the simplest and most effective solution when faced with difficult problems.
But Zheng Qian found it irritating. Although he knew that this trend was very popular now, he had never done such a move himself. It seemed that he let Sister Xin go to the entertainment industry, and although he had achieved some results, there was no success.
ways to avoid these evil tendencies.
In fact, with Zheng Qian's current strength and popularity, he no longer has the need to curry favor with people. Even if he encounters the current situation of being choked by the culture and broadcasting department, it is actually not a big deal for Zheng Qian.
The big deal is that "I'm Not the God of Medicine" will be banned for life, but for Zheng Qian himself, it's actually not a big loss.
Even Zheng Qian could use his connections to put pressure on the culture and broadcasting departments, but he didn't bother to do so.
So after hearing that Director Wang was willing to discuss it in private, Zheng Qian was willing to go, but he never thought about money to clear the way.
Qi Zhongcai came over at this time and said with a smile: "Mr. Ren, you don't have to be like this. Zheng Qian's identity is valuable in the eyes of many people. It cannot be compared with this money. In fact, even if you let Zheng Qian take this
If the money goes over, I believe Mr. Wang will not accept it."
Ren Xin was stunned for a moment, then began to think deeply.
Everyone stands at a different angle, sees different scenery, and understands things differently.
I have been dealing with other entertainment companies and media for many years, and I have unknowingly become accustomed to the practices of these three religions, but Qianqian is not facing these ordinary people...
Ren Xin felt a little sour in her heart, feeling that the gap between herself and Qian Qian seemed to be getting wider and wider.
A strong sense of loss came over me.
Speaking of which, she was the one who took the initiative to be the head of the brokerage department. Later, the brokerage department became independent and became a brokerage company. Ren Xin still retained her title of general manager.
Under her leadership, the artists signed by Yuexiang Media have indeed become prosperous in recent times. Artists from Yuexiang Media are featured on various star TV and popular programs almost every week.
Today, Yuexiang Media has not only become a unicorn in the industry, but has also completely become a place that all newcomers and old people in the entire entertainment industry admire and yearn for. Even some of the top companies such as Huaying, Tangren, and Brightline Media are far more attractive.
Far from being as high as Yuexiang Media.
Under the leadership of Ren Xin, the agency has recently begun to develop a trainee model. This model is adapted from the Korean trainee model and is very suitable for local conditions. The singing teachers and dance teachers hired are also top in the industry.
, it is obvious that Ren Xin wants to build the agency in her hands into a huge petri dish for artists.
Speaking of which, such a move was quite effective. It at least attracted the attention of those young girls who did not want to go overseas. Moreover, under Zheng Qian's aura, many newcomers submitted their interviews in droves.
Nowadays, many people come for interviews every day, hoping to become a trainee of Yuexiang Media. Then, like the legend of the snow, classic songs come one after another, putting them on the top of entertainment.
At this time, seeing Ren Xin stunned on the spot, Zheng Qian also felt a little soft-hearted. He stepped forward and patted Ren Xin's shoulder, smiling and saying: "Your method is certainly good and the most appropriate method at the moment, but I am
, you also know that you can’t treat it with common sense, so sister Xin, don’t get lost, whatever you want to do, just let go and do it!”
After being encouraged by Zheng Qian, Ren Xin felt a little moved. She still held her forehead and sighed, with a blush on her face: "Qian Qian, have I become a little worldly now?"
"That's not true. Sister Xin, you are still so beautiful, cute and generous!" Zheng Qian laughed.
Ren Xin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I'm telling you something serious."
"I am very serious." Zheng Qian smiled and said seriously: "You can manage a brokerage company in an orderly manner, and these newcomers are in good development, which shows that your method is very applicable to ordinary people.
Regarding the situation, although I don’t really like this solution, I can understand that if the water is clear, there will be no fish.”
Ren Xin nodded and said nothing more.
This also makes it clear that Qianqian cannot be viewed with ordinary people's eyes. He is an alien himself.
This is a man who can communicate with many high-level officials calmly. In the eyes of many people, he is even a national treasure and cannot tolerate any harm.
After understanding this, Ren Xin understood why Qianqian had the confidence to communicate with a leader of the culture and broadcasting department.
He really didn't have the slightest worry or fear about this.
Maybe we think this is a choke point, but Qianqian probably thinks that this is all a trivial matter, but that's it!
The realm is different, and the vision is also different.
Ren Xin was very happy, although she felt a little sad in her heart.
Although she is still responsible for some of Zheng Qian's economic business, in comparison, assistant Mao Miaorui can help Zheng Qian handle all the announcements easily, so strictly speaking, Zheng Qian no longer needs her as an agent.
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Thinking about it this way, I felt even sadder.
Zheng Qian didn't notice Ren Xin's little mood. After comforting Ren Xin, he flew the driver Fei Fei to South Korea and went to the destination according to the address agreed with Director Wang.
While on the road, Zheng Qian looked at the scenery outside the window. There were not many pedestrians coming and going.
Every time New Year's Eve and the few days after the New Year arrive in Beijing, the entire streets will become empty, and 20 million people seem to disappear in an instant. Zheng Qian is always amazed.
The destination is a Chinese restaurant. It has a small facade and not new decoration. It looks like an ordinary home-cooked restaurant, and the consumption level is barely close to that of a petty bourgeoisie.
It’s not easy to find such a business place to visit on New Year’s Eve.
When Zheng Qian arrived here, there were only two or three customers in the entire restaurant. They obviously noticed Zheng Qian who had just entered the door, so they all looked surprised. Some even called Zheng Qian by his name in surprise: "Zheng Qian"
Qian? Are you Zheng Qian?"
"Yes!" Zheng Qian didn't deliberately disguise himself. He just wore a simple black windbreaker and a scarf. Most of his face was exposed, so he was easily recognized.
He wasn't worried about commotion, because there were almost no ghosts on the road now.
At a glance, it would be good if there were only a dozen or so people in the entire street, and to Zheng Qian, these people would not cause much harm, nor would they cause street congestion.
At this time, the owner of the Chinese restaurant came over. He was obviously a chef and was wearing an apron. When he saw Zheng Qian, he immediately stepped forward and said happily: "Mr. Zheng? Hello, what are you going to eat?"
"Thank you, brother, I'm waiting for someone." Zheng Qian said with a smile, "Come and plate the peanuts with me."
"Okay! Just wait!"
The boss enthusiastically invited Zheng Qian to take a seat. While preparing peanuts, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Honey, come out and see the stars!"
Zheng Qian: "..."
At this time, some customers nearby also came over cautiously, holding their mobile phones and timidly saying to Zheng Qian: "Zheng Qian, can we take a photo together?"
"Of course!" After hearing this, Zheng Qian immediately stood up and took the initiative to get in the lens of these customers and take photos with a smile.
This move made Tang Cheng and An Lin, the bodyguards who had been following him, sweat. They stared at Zheng Qian closely, fearing that something would go wrong. After all, Sister Xin had told her when she came that she must
Guarantee Zheng Qian's safety today, because Zheng Qian will perform at the Spring Festival Gala tonight. If something goes wrong, it will be a disaster.
After the customers finished taking photos, Zheng Qian looked at the time and saw that there were still more than ten minutes before the agreed point. He was not in a hurry, and just sat at the dining table and waited slowly.
At this time, the boss's wife also walked out of the back room quickly. Not to mention, compared to the boss who was about forty years old, this wife seemed to be in her mid-twenties. When she saw Zheng Qian's
At this time, her eyes were shining, she looked around, took a can of beer and handed it over, smiling and said: "Mr. Zheng, how can you eat peanuts without drinking beer? Here, this is for you.
Yes, free.”
"Ah?" Zheng Qian said with a confused look on his face: "Thank you, because I have something else to do tonight, so it's not convenient for me to drink. Thank you for your kindness."
"It's okay, it's okay. Do you drink juice? Coke?"
Seeing the infatuated look on his wife's face, the boss couldn't stand it any longer, so he quickly came over and pulled his wife away. As he walked away, he turned around and apologized with a smile: "I'm sorry to bother you."
Zheng Qian smiled and shook his head.
At this time, another person walked in outside the store.
He wears gold-rimmed glasses, is about 1.75 meters tall, and wears a black cotton coat. He has an ordinary face and a slightly thin body. However, he is carrying a briefcase in his hand and wearing black gloves. He is obviously riding here.
Yes, but at first glance, he looks like a civil servant working within the system.
Zheng Qian turned around and saw this person. Various information about Director Wang popped up in his mind, so he immediately stood up, smiled and stretched out his hand: "Director Wang, here."
Director Wang heard the sound, looked up, and walked over: "Sorry, are you late?"
"It's not too late, it's just that I came too early." Zheng Qian said with a smile.
Director Wang put his briefcase aside, sat down with a smile, and waved to the boss: "Old Liu, bring me a bowl of braised noodles. If you don't want coriander, put more meat!"
"Okay, just wait, that's good!"
The boss's words came from the kitchen.
Apparently Director Wang comes here often to spend money.
Zheng Qian nodded slightly and looked at the other party carefully, only to find that the other party was also looking at him carefully.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
Director Wang took off his gloves, poured himself a cup of hot tea, held it in his hand and said, "It's really cold in the capital today, but compared to the cold and wet conditions in the south, I'd still rather stay here."
"Indeed." Zheng Qian nodded.
He remembered Director Wang's information. He graduated from a leading university in the south. He worked as a North Piao in Beijing for several years. He worked as a singer and had some minor roles, but after all, he was not a professional. He finally gave up the idea of entering the entertainment industry and turned to
I passed the civil service examination.
In less than ten years, he has already become a powerful figure in the culture and broadcasting sector.
At thirty-four or five years old, he can be called young and promising.
"Actually, I am very optimistic about the movie "I'm Not the God of Medicine"."
Director Wang drank tea and said with a smile: "But just because you value it too much, you must take it seriously. Are you right, Mr. Zheng?"
"It should be treated strictly." Zheng Qian nodded thoughtfully.
Director Wang continued: "I watched this movie and it touched me a lot. It is indeed a rare realism-themed movie. I even think it has gone beyond the scope of commercial movies and is worthy of the word great."
...But because of this, it makes me hesitate, because once a movie like this is released, it will be unknown if it is unknown. Once it becomes popular, it will have a great impact on society..."