Ufranser, East Mecklen District, in a high-end hotel.
"Director Walter, has the system's internal ticket allocation plan been finalized for this return concert?"
"Mr. Director, can you tell us in advance how much our Santa Ramburg theater chain will be able to share together? I'd like to see how we allocate it to the small towns and villages below."
"Gogol Town Art Museum should be able to get two or three tickets, right? I'm going to choose one from the outstanding musicians and the resident music fans to be the performance representatives."
At a private banquet after the business meeting, Walter was sitting at the main seat. Directors from various theater chains were constantly inquiring about gossip about his return to concerts.
While pushing cups and changing cups, everyone first asked about conductor Fan Ning's itinerary and the possibility of meeting in advance. After receiving Walter's answer that shook his head frequently, the topic turned to "internal performance quota allocation".
Faced with the incessant offensive of his colleagues, Walter looked a little helpless. Finally, he motioned to his assistant to hand over the briefcase he had put aside.
"The latest document sent from the headquarters more than an hour ago, some theaters in the direct telegram area and the special courier area should have received it. I will read it to you in advance."
Walter opened a neatly bound official document directly. The writing was concise and to the point, and it was divided into three points -
"First, there are no internal viewing quotas for this concert."
"Second, each county, urban area, small town, and neighborhood town quickly connected with the superior theater company to complete the transportation, distribution and installation of the old symphony orchestra's 'World Radio' equipment."
World Radio?
Everyone quickly grasped the key words.
It sounds like some kind of equipment needs to be installed uniformly everywhere.
It is not a difficult task. Now that the four-level administrative network of Turner Cinema Chain has begun to take shape, the driving force and execution ability are still there.
Just, what is this?
"Third, make good announcements, conduct extensive publicity, prepare the venue, and organize local staff and music fans in the area to listen to the radio broadcast from the old symphony orchestra on the night of the performance!"
After Walter said the last point, everyone turned into dumbfounded expressions.
Group organization local?
Does this mean we are asked to listen to the show "at home"?
“No internal viewing quota will be arranged?”
In the spacious reception room of the villa at No. 20 Walstein Street in San Porto, Roy, wearing a creamy white corrugated silk dress, was looking down at a transparent soft gel card.
The blond female assistant Nicole stood respectfully aside.
Although on the surface, this official document did not show any trace of Fan Ning, Roy's first reaction when he saw this first sentence was whether this guy was targeting him.
There was a brief communication between the two parties' messengers. Couldn't this person just overreact by "turning the table over" in order to reasonably avoid the question of "should I send him an invitation letter?"?
But after seeing the back, she gradually began to think about it.
"World Radio Broadcast?"
It doesn't sound like anything new.
As early as the end of the last century, Carmen Leon, the leader of the school, successfully sent the world's first telegraph across the county; in 890 of the New Era, the Empire's Marsston Experimental Radio broadcast for the first time, which was in line with engineering technology in the full sense.
Standard; In 1892, the Santa Ramburg Media Company Radio successfully broadcast live news about the election of the House of Commons to more than ten counties.
When promoting the premiere of "Violin Concerto in E minor" three years ago, the recorded clips were also played on the radio.
but
"Can today's radio stations transmit as far as what is envisioned in this document?" Roy asked the knowledgeable and knowledgeable female assistant next to him.
"Actually, the empire's radio stations 30 years ago were really capable of transmitting very far." Nicole thought for a while and said, "At that time, there were very few radio signals in the sky, and the ionosphere was very clean, so low-power signals could travel smoothly. Almost
It can be sent across most of Theoline, or directly from Janus to Lydia."
"However, today's continents are full of all kinds of radio signals. Military, civilian, maritime, land, public affairs, commercial and entertainment, and so on. In addition to our official
In addition to being widely used by organizations of knowledgeable people, secret organizations are also keen to use this method to spread teachings and gathering information. Today’s radio stations transmit over 1,000 kilometers, and the received signals are very poor.”
It sounded like a metaphor for mysticism. Roy nodded lightly.
Just like the changes in the pagodas and climbing paths in the New Calendar today compared to ancient times.
The two continued to chat casually for a few words.
"Miss Roy, it's almost 10 o'clock in the evening. You have an appointment with instructor Frances." Nicole glanced at the clock on the wall and reminded her gently again.
"Well, okay." Roy's expression no longer showed the relaxation of daily life, and he motioned to the assistant to close the door.
She placed the parchment with the secret contract of a specific mirror symbol on top of the candle and ignited it.
I closed my eyes and fell asleep, and faint whispers began to echo everywhere.
It is the "Corridor of Sighs", the secret realm of Migration, where there were records of containing the remains of four Origin Gods.
The palace-style corridors are winding and winding, with mysterious paintings, sculptures and handicrafts hanging on both sides. Rows of ancient books lie quietly in the high grids.
Roy slowly walked forward in the corridor. Some places were illuminated by bright sunshine, while others were immersed in shadow and dust. There were also shutters on some walls, and the external scenery was strange and strange.
A sudden break connects the place with a faint mist.
Roy took a step forward and pushed open the wooden door.
"You're here, Teacher Roy, please sit down."
The lady in front of the desk has excellent skin for her age. She wears a luxurious suit, silver-rimmed glasses, thick lipstick, and her hair is dyed dark black. Her narrowly spaced eyes look at the person coming.
Use a polite but authoritative attitude.
Frances Bologna, a three-level expert who studied "Desolation", a mentor of the school, and is currently the Speaker of the House of Lords of the Parliament of Tioleon.
As one of the other two declining families of the three original Bologna schools, Frances still relied on her own talent to rise to a high level. At the age of 40, she became one of the most representative political stars in Theoline today.
1. After Ms. Hermosa died due to "worm" pollution, she is currently the second-largest figure in the school after President MacAdam.
"Madam Speaker, I want to know why my dad didn't come to talk to me himself?"
"If I honor you as 'Miss', then as a special distinguished person, you can directly discuss all matters big and small with your father; but if you are 'Instructor Roy', then for you, the most important thing is
It’s best to discuss work based on senior rankings and power relationships. Your father’s opinion also favors the latter.”
"Okay, what you said makes sense." Roy was familiar with the style of the female speaker, and she didn't say any more unnecessary words, "So, what do you need to talk to me about tonight?"
She had just received a notice before that the school had something important to talk to her about, but she didn't know what it was specifically.
Is it an issue related to Mr. Fanning’s return?
However, Roy seemed to have guessed wrong.
Frances crossed her arms and slowly leaned back in her seat:
"Two years."
"Regarding the issue of serving as a senior executive in the Turner Art Hall chain, the commitment you gave before was for two years. So, the time is almost up, let me hear what your plans are after you come back?"