Things got a big deal, and the Hujiang Artists Association was also alarmed.

President Yuan Hong rushed over with a group of people. He was accompanied by several vice presidents of the association and senior executives of the artists association. They were working in different offices the moment before. When they were notified by the staff of the artists association, they came over immediately.

Halfway through, a group of people met.

"President Yuan, what's going on?"

"I don't know. I was sitting in the office and I was notified that I had a fight here. Isn't the Hujiang Children's Art Competition held today? Who fought with whom?"

"What a mess? Why has the Artists Association held a competition for many years and hasn't this happened yet?"

"If it really starts a fight, should we call the police?"

"Yes, call the police, I'll call now."

"etc!"

Yuan Hong shook his head and raised his hand to stop the person next to him who was about to call. He said in contemplation: "Let's go and see what's going on first? Then make plans, otherwise the police will not know what to say when they come!"

"Yeah, OK!"

As a few people talked, they came to the conference room.

At this time, the conference room was already in a mess, with mineral water bottles, paper balls and other garbage scattered everywhere.

However, at least it had stopped and the parents in the audience did not throw anything anymore, because all the things that could be thrown were already thrown up.

But their shouts did not stop, and the protests continued to echo in the conference room.

"Strongly demand fairness and defeat the hidden operation!"

"This competition won't work, so I'll ask for a re-evaluation!"

"What a broken game? Now that the child is so young, you have to be secretly ruled by you. What should you do when you grow up?"

"That's right, the ranking in this competition is absolutely not counted, it's necessary to start over!"

When Yuan Hong saw the situation inside, he was relieved when he saw that there was nothing missing and his legs were still within the control range.

So he hurriedly stood on the stage and said loudly: "Dear parents, children, I am Yuan Hong, the president of Hujiang Artists Association. If you have any questions, don't do it. Now it is a society ruled by law. If you do it again, we can only call the police."

The parents at the scene were already full of righteous indignation, and they were still unyielding when they heard Yuan Hong's words.

"Bah, you still know that it is a society ruled by law now. So what does today's competition mean?"

"Yes, you'd better call the police and let the procuratorate and the court members come over and see what you're doing. It's so unconscience-free."

"Don't talk to us about anything else. Who cares about whether you are the president or not? You have to explain the matters of today's game clearly."

"That's right, let's make it clear!"

Seeing that everyone ignored what he said, Yuan Hong grabbed a judge who was drilling under the stage, pulled him outside, and asked, "What the hell is going on?"

The judge's eyes were already blue by the mineral water bottle, and he kept screaming. When he heard Yuan Hong's question, he said with tears in his eyes: "How could I know! The ranking of this competition has just been announced, and the people below were like crazy. They first made noise loudly and threw things directly from behind. Fortunately, I hid quickly, otherwise my life would be gone."

"Noisy? Throw something?"

Yuan Hong heard the judge's words and his eyebrows jumped, saying, "Why do they throw things?"

"this……"

The judge was speechless and didn't know what to say.

Of course he understood why these parents suddenly became angry, but he couldn't say it!

Yuan Hong looked at the judge with a embarrassed look and continued to ask: "What the hell is going on?"

"President Yuan!"

At this time, several people rushed over from other places in the Artists Association Building. They also heard Yuan Hong’s questioning, so they hurriedly answered the words.

"Oh, President Tong, you're here too. Look, this matter is so unreasonable today!"

Yuan Hong looked at the group of people walking over, and the leader was Tong Sheng, another vice president of the Hujiang Artists Association. He was the most powerful vice president in the Artists Association except Dong Yuansheng before.

Now, since Dong Yuansheng stepped down, he has successfully replaced Dong Yuansheng's position.

In recent days, Yuan Hong is still fighting openly and secretly with Tong Sheng for who is the Hujiang Artists Association.

Tong Sheng also frowned. Someone had already told him about this on the way he had just arrived.

He was in the office and was preparing for the next game with a few people, but the fight started here.

"Shen Qi, what's going on? How did the fight start? Did the parents protest a few times because they were not satisfied with the evaluation results, and then they took action??" Tong Sheng paused and continued, "This is what you are wrong. It's normal for parents to have opinions. How can you do it?"

He asked about the judge who had just been pulled out by Yuan Hong, named Shen Qi.

As soon as Shen Qi heard Tong Sheng's words, he immediately shouted: "President Tong, you are wronged by us now. How dare we take action?"

Tong Sheng asked, "Who did it?"

Shen Qi rubbed his eyes and said helplessly: "Originally, the parents were just protesting below, and the sound was getting smaller and smaller, but at this moment, a mineral water bottle suddenly threw it up, making the situation complicated again. So, my eyes were the one who was shot."

"What? Who is that person?" Tong Sheng asked.

Shenqi said, "How could I know, but I took a sneak peek and the first person to throw the bottle was quite weird, and his whole face was covered."

"Is that true?" Tong Sheng's eyes rolled around a few times before he began to think about it.

He was also very depressed.

Dong Yuansheng has been doing this for several years. Every year, the artists association holds various competitions, and then opens the back door for some related households or gift-givers' children, so that they can win awards and get more honors, laying a better foundation for them to go to school or enter the entertainment industry.

There were no problems in the past many times, but why did there be problems this time?

He frowned and looked at Yuan Hong who was standing aside and silently, knowing that this matter must be resolved.

Now, since Dong Yuansheng fell, Yuan Hong is like a different person, jumping up and down with great joy.

Two days ago, he went to Hujiang TV Station and agreed on some conditions, allowing Hujiang TV to lift the ban on the Hujiang Artists Association, winning the favor of many artists and greatly increasing the support rate.

At this time, now this matter has made him seize the handle, and it seems that he has to compromise.

Tong Sheng felt a little unwilling, but he had no choice.

"Ahem..."

So he coughed twice, looked at Yuan Hong and said, "President, can you borrow somewhere to speak?"

Yuan Hong nodded quietly and walked aside with Tong Sheng. The others also tactfully retreated a little, leaving room for the two of them.

"President Tong, what's the matter?" Yuan Hong asked.

After a brief inquiry just now and recalling what happened last year, he had already vaguely understood the reason, and it must have been a good thing that was driven out by these people.

However, he was not angry at all about this, but instead used this matter as a bargaining chip and prepared to have a good talk with Tong Sheng.

Tong Sheng asked: "President, how should we solve the problem today?"

Yuan Hong said righteously: "I'm going to go in and see the demands of these parents who are making trouble. If their requests are reasonable, or because this Hujiang Children's Art Competition is indeed unfair, then we will directly re-evaluate and investigate the responsibilities of the judges this time."

Tong Sheng suddenly had a headache.

Re-evaluation? Track the responsibilities of the judges?

Is this not his life?

If he really did this, although he might not have anything to do, he would definitely offend a large number of related households. Maybe this matter would make him lose a few confidants and the support and hearts of the outside world. How can he fight with Yuan Hong in the future?

Yuan Hong really knows how to seize the opportunity and knows that now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He must seize it to attack them.

"It's not good!"

Tong Sheng pondered for a while and said, "President, our Hujiang Artists Association has just happened to Dong Yuansheng suppression of artists. It has been a turmoil. Now both the media and the public have a bad impression of our association. If this matter is big, it is probably over our association, and then your previous efforts will be wasted."

When he said this, it seemed that he could not be moved at all when he saw that Yuan Hong was not moved.

He cursed in his heart, it seemed that it would be impossible not to cut a piece of meat to Yuan Hong, so he continued, "So, for the sake of our Hujiang Artists Association, I think this matter is still quietly suppressed. What do you think? By the way, President, aren't you going to promote a few people recently? I absolutely support the candidates you proposed by President."

"Ha ha……"

Yuan Hong was waiting for this sentence. He laughed and said, "Thank you President Tong for your understanding. Your words have reached my heart. Now the Hujiang Artists Association is in trouble, so it is indeed not appropriate to cause anything."

After he finished speaking, he looked at each other with Tong Sheng, nodded, and had reached an agreement with each other.

Finally, Yuan Hong walked into the venue again, accompanied by Tong Sheng and several others.

He picked up the microphone and said loudly: "Quiet, please be quiet!"

The parents in the audience saw that the president Yuan Hong came in again and knew that his handling results had come out, so they all looked at the stage silently.

The same is true for Wu Xiaotian. He looked at Yuan Hong on the stage and wanted to see how he dealt with this matter.

Last time, Yuan Hong went to Hujiang TV. To be honest, his voluntary apology and humble words made Wu Xiaotian feel that this person is OK.

But he also understands that people know their faces but not their hearts.
Chapter completed!