After Sun Tianwang's enthusiastic dinner was over, it was still early, and Ye Zhiqiu and his party were preparing to return to Huahai City.

As a result, not long after getting in the car, Ye Zhiqiu's cell phone rang.

Picking up the phone and looking at it, Ye Zhiqiu was surprised to find that the caller ID showed that it was Mr. Qin, Qin Dewen.

Why did Qin Dewen call him at this time?

"Mr. Qin?"

Ye Zhiqiu answered the phone, and the voices of Song Mei and her assistant talking about things in the car immediately became quieter, and the two of them looked at Ye Zhiqiu.

"Xiaoyou Ye, are you going to Beijing?"

Qin Dewen's energetic voice came from the other side.

"Yes, we are about to..."

Before Ye Zhiqiu finished speaking, Qin Dewen said happily: "Just in time, come to the China Central Television Building now."

"I'll have someone send you the specific location."

Ye Zhiqiu: "???"

"Wait a minute, Mr. Qin, what are you doing there?"

Qin Dewen's clear voice came.

"The first season of "Chinese Poetry Conference" has ended, and a summary conference will be held. You are a special planning consultant and should participate."

"See you later!"

After that, Qin Dewen hung up the phone.

Immediately afterwards, the WeChat prompt sounded. The employee who had been added to WeChat to connect with the "Chinese Poetry Conference" quickly sent the specific meeting address and time, and it seemed that he was next to Qin Dewen.

Seriously, what does this summary meeting have to do with him? Ye Zhiqiu was dumbfounded.

It seems that the contact person did call him before and said this, but Ye Zhiqiu refused without even thinking about it.

Later, I saw that Ye Zhiqiu was not interested, and China Central Television did not force him anymore. This time, Qin Dewen probably knew that he had come to Beijing somehow, so he naturally wanted to meet Ye Zhiqiu and have a good communication.

"Qin Dewen, Mr. Qin?" Seeing Ye Zhiqiu's expression, Song Mei asked curiously, "What does Mr. Qin want from you?"

Ye Zhiqiu told the story of the meeting just now.

Song Mei and her assistant were stunned for a moment, then their faces lit up.

What a good thing!

"Chinese Poetry Conference" has been broadcast for more than two months, and the first season has just ended. The highest ratings of the program were in the first episode where Ye Zhiqiu and Yu Caiwei sang - 4.56%, which can be said to be the peak after their debut.

Although the ratings dropped slightly in the following episodes, the reputation has been established. Each episode has stabilized at above 3.5%, and it is common to exceed 4%.

Overall, this is a highly successful program that combines entertainment with cultural education. With this program, China Central Television has made a great turnaround in the field of variety shows.

It is said to be a summary meeting, but it is actually equivalent to a commendation meeting.

It is an honor for Ye Zhiqiu to participate in this official meeting as an important member.

This is equivalent to a kind of official recognition and endorsement. Although it may not be of any use in the short term, it may play an unexpected role at some point.

"Damn! You said the wrong thing!"

Ye Zhiqiu slapped his thigh suddenly.

Song Mei and her assistant looked over in confusion, and Ye Zhiqiu said angrily: "Why did I say that I was still going to Beijing? I wish I had just said that I had already boarded the plane and the high-speed rail."

Ye Zhiqiu hesitated and said: "Is it too late to say now? If you don't go, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"Brother Ye, I think you should go there?" the assistant advised, "It won't waste much time. This kind of opportunity is rare. Why don't you want to go?"

Ye Zhiqiu said distressedly: "The ticket we just bought has a 20% refund fee!"

"..." Song Mei and her assistant were immediately speechless.

What a 20% refund handling fee! Is this an issue that should be considered at this time?

Song Mei ignored Ye Zhiqiu and said directly to the driver: "Turn around, China Central Television Building."

The driver nodded and turned the steering wheel without hesitation.

The assistant couldn't help but laugh. He felt that Ye Zhiqiu was so down-to-earth. No wonder he could write such a funny script as "Dose Man".

Alas, there is no escape.

Ye Zhiqiu sighed. The refund handling fee was secondary. The key was that he could imagine what a serious institutional meeting like China Central Television would be like. He really didn't like this serious atmosphere.

Moreover, when Qin Dewen and Mr. Qin saw him, he would definitely come to "encourage him to learn" again...

This was the second time Ye Zhiqiu came to the China Central Television Building, and the contact person had already been waiting at the door of the building in advance.

As soon as they saw Ye Zhiqiu and the others, they led the way with great enthusiasm.

The location of the meeting was the same building as the last recording of the "Chinese Poetry Conference" program, but it was on a different floor.

Several people passed through various identification levels and entered a large conference room that could accommodate hundreds of people.

As soon as he entered the door, Ye Zhiqiu saw the huge red banner above the podium and the screen.

"The summary and commendation of the first season of the "Chinese Poetry Conference" program and the pre-launch meeting of the second season."

Hmm... full of agency unit style.

However, looking at the many staff members already seated in the conference room, with relaxed and happy smiles on their faces, it seems that the first season of the program was indeed a great success.

The meeting hadn't officially started yet. There were several familiar figures chatting next to the seats at the front of the large trapezoidal conference room.

Qin Dewen, Ma Xuemin, Minister Wu of the Cultural Bureau, and...Yu Zhengdao!?

For some reason, Ye Zhiqiu felt guilty for a moment when he saw Yu Zhengdao.

After all, he is his future father-in-law...

Song Mei was stunned when she saw Yu Zhengdao. She didn't expect that Yu Zhengdao was here. But it was normal to think about it. After all, Xinyu Group was the sponsor of the "Chinese Poetry Conference".

These big guys obviously saw the arrival of Ye Zhiqiu and others, Qin Dewen smiled and waved.

Ye Zhiqiu had no choice but to step forward.

"Zhengdao." Song Mei greeted Yu Zhengdao. Yu Zhengdao glanced at Ye Zhiqiu, nodded slightly, and started chatting with Song Mei.

"Young Ye Ye, you didn't even say a word to the old man when you came to Beijing."

Qin Dewen said with a smile.

"Mr. Ye, long time no see." Minister Wu said very politely, "You are the special planning consultant for the "Chinese Poetry Conference". This summary meeting cannot be without you."

The arrival of Ye Zhiqiu suddenly became the focus of the audience. Ma Xuemin looked embarrassed and quietly took a few steps back.

As the prompt sounded in the venue, the summary meeting began soon, and everyone took their seats.

Only then did Ye Zhiqiu realize that everyone had a water sign with their name written on it in front of their seat. Apparently, the seats had been arranged in advance.

Ye Zhiqiu was about to ask whether he should sit casually in the back or something, when a steady voice came.

"Zhiqiu, your seat is here."

Ye Zhiqiu looked towards the source of the sound and suddenly stopped.

It was my future father-in-law who called me, and more importantly, my seat was actually in the front row!

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at the names in the first row of seats. Qin Dewen, Minister Wu, etc. were all among them, and they were in proper leadership positions.
Chapter completed!