Yes, the number of people who created the United Dream is a bit too much!
Under the podium, there were 34 representatives of the artistic committee of the Old Symphony Orchestra, and 26 managers and deputy managers of various departments at the Turner Art Hall Headquarters.
There are 55 county-level leaders from all over the world, nearly 60 outstanding representatives of lower-level art galleries and art galleries, and more than 20 major investors, donors and liaison managers of several major official organizations.
On the rostrum, there are 11 senior executives from the headquarters and those who enjoy the reputation and treatment of senior executives——
The seats of these people are equipped with "table lottery": Walter, Sheeran, Roy, Lou, Olga, Congreve, Claude, Marais, Virgil, Lausanne.
Except for Fanning's own seat, it was empty.
The position he is currently standing in is in front of the podium, which has been moved diagonally to the front. Strictly speaking, functionally, it should now be regarded as the "speech podium".
At this time, everyone saw Fan Ning standing quietly, with his hands behind his back and looking straight ahead. They didn't know what he was thinking, let alone how he did it!
For high-level knowledgeable people, joint dreams are meaningless actions that will cause them to lose consciousness in a few seconds. Those who understand are not willing to easily create joint dreams that take a long time and have a large number of people.
But the figures appeared one after another in front of me, and the number had gradually exceeded 200!
The key is that there are still many ignorant people here!
Generally speaking, the lower the inspiration of the joint dream object, the heavier the burden on the creator!
But no one could see any sign of difficulty from Fan Ning's expression, and it didn't feel like he was leading Lianmeng at all!
How strong is Mr. Fan Ning now? Roy on the podium couldn't help but look at the direction where he was standing several times.
She remembered that when Fan Ning organized orchestra auditions or rehearsals, he only guided dozens of people into dreams in batches. How could he do it to this extent now? Normal Su Xiaosanzhong wouldn't be so exaggerated, right?
This guy, since he came back for more than a month, has had a lot of contact and exchanges with me, but he is completely indifferent.
There were more and more people attending the meeting, and some people started talking in twos and threes.
In the last few minutes before the meeting officially started, Roy thought for a while, left the meeting and walked to Fan Ning's seat, confirming in a low voice:
"Is it just a meeting, or do you have something to discuss?"
She hurriedly stood in front of Fan Ning, and the hem of her skirt in the dream touched him, cold and light, it flew over in an instant, and was swept away immediately like torn petals.
"Huh? What?" Fan Ning took a few seconds before speaking.
". Let me tell you, do you just want to meet everyone tonight, or do you have something to discuss?" Roy repeated angrily.
Everyone has called a meeting.
I was so distracted that I didn't even hear the first words I said during the meeting.
"Oh, I have four or five things to announce." Fan Ning finally answered immediately.
"Directly 'announced'? So many four or five things?" Roy looked hesitant.
She didn't doubt Fan Ning's decision-making ability, and she didn't mind that Fan Ning didn't reveal everything to her in advance, but the complexity of the entire theater system now was not at all what it used to be.
Especially the involvement of several cooperative interest groups.
If in this kind of face-to-face collective meeting, the decisions implemented are not 100% implemented and communicated to the next level,
Even if the content of the questioning is only a very small part, and the questioning voices are only a handful of people, it will damage the authority of the people on the stage!
Not to mention such an important action as "decision-making", even "speaking" is sometimes like this.
——This valuable experience was gradually understood by Roy after she entered the upper echelons of the school. For this reason, it can be said that she herself has suffered some hidden losses.
"Then have you communicated with some people in advance? Get the support of some key people in advance and eliminate some potential doubts."
"Of course there is."
"How many?" Roy seemed relieved.
"Hmm, one or two?" Fan Ning thought for a while.
"What's the use of just two people!?" Roy opened his eyes wide.
Damn it, if there are any potential differences of interest, it's too late to understand and discuss them now.
The seats were almost full, and Roy could only hide his worry as he walked back to the podium and sat down.
At this moment, Fan Ning cleared his throat, and instantly more than two hundred eyes focused on him——
"Good evening, everyone."
"I'm Carolne Van Ning."
"Well, to some old friends at the theater headquarters and the old symphony orchestra, I should be the 'old man returns', right?"
"However, for most of the people here tonight, I am actually considered a newcomer in a complete sense. After all, when 'Resurrection' premiered, there was no such thing as a chain theater chain. Look at me, look at you,
All are new faces. You are welcome to visit Qiming Church."
Fan Ning's opening remarks were very casual, with no words or sentences at all, as if he was just chatting with a group of people in a salon.
"It has been more than a month since I came back and I finally officially met with you. I guess some friends will think, 'Maybe this Carolyn Van Ning is not eager to start a career in Turner Hall?'. In fact, this is not the case. Every day, I
Everything I do and see is driven forward by a torrent of urgency and excitement.”
“The 40th Harvest Art Festival is approaching, and the situation in some parts of the world cannot make people feel at ease. I don’t know what the future will be like. I can only hope that our art career will have more new and faster developments.
I hope that when we look back at the beginning of next year and the beginning of the next year, everyone will sigh, "Hey, fortunately we moved fast enough. The good things did not leave any regrets, but the bad things also stayed behind."
The basis for coping'."
"So thinking about it, I hope that during the first meeting, I will be more prepared and be able to come up with more "meaningful" things to get everyone to act quickly. Well, maybe this is because the meeting time has passed and the time has passed.
The reason why it was decided so late.”
Fan Ning's opening remarks ended in just two minutes. He spread his right hand, pointed his fingers upward, and smiled faintly:
"Five things to announce."
The point came so quickly?
There was a rustling sound in the church, people looked around and looked at each other, and subconsciously sat up straighter.
"The first is. In the past month or so, dozens of public institutions or companies have talked to me and shown some cooperation intentions. Well, the total is about 24.5 million pounds, right? Each country's administrative
There are a lot of regional music radio projects, and there are also a lot of commercial naming projects.”
As soon as Fan Ning said this, the quill in Roy's hand froze and he could not move. People on the rostrum such as Sheeran, Lu, Olga, and Congreve were also stunned.
What's going on?
Is there a big one right at the beginning of the meeting?
Didn’t he tell everyone the bottom line half a month ago and said it was “about seven figures”?
You call that "about seven figures"?
Roy's ability to observe people's emotions was very strong. She glanced sideways and discovered that among these senior executives, only the music director Walter in the middle seemed to have a calm expression.
There were a considerable number of participants in the audience, and they felt that their necks soon became stiff and painful when they lifted them upright.
Fan Ning spoke in an understatement, and it sounded like he just had a casual chat with some people in society during this time.
But, hell, how many pounds? Two hundred? Two hundred and four and a half million pounds?