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Chapter 130 Boss Lin's Difficulties

Lin Qingge walked into the room carelessly, drove Wen Zheng to sit on the sofa, and then sat in Wen Zheng's seat.

She said: "Congratulations."

Wen Zheng curled his lips and muttered: "Isn't it as you wish?"

Lin Qingge raised his eyebrows and laughed and said: "It's so-so, but we have to keep working hard. Little Wenzi, don't be proud."

Wen Zheng asked with disdain: "Are you here to brainwash me again?"

"no, no, no."

Lin Qingge shook her slender fingers with a serious look on her face, "There is something I think you need to know."

Wen Zheng stared at her blankly, waiting for the next step.

Lin Qingge said slowly: "Thanks to you, the finals of the singer competition will be restarted after the year."

"You know, just because of the video you uploaded, some people who didn't take the entertainment industry seriously at first finally realized the seriousness of the matter."

"You've been busy making promotional videos with Wang Ye these days, but I finally got tough. As of the end of this month, the singers who have been shortlisted for the national competition will be blacklisted by us if they don't come to report; anyone who stops them will

Companies or institutions that hold singing competitions normally will keep records with the General Administration, and their entertainment products will face the strictest review in the future."

"Hehe, it feels like 'Sword of Shang Fang', but it's different. Speaking of which, I really have to thank that Zhao Lei."

Lin Qingge was overjoyed.

Wen Zheng frowned and said, "So this is why Lin Qi settled the matter with the company?"

"Maybe," Lin Qingge spread his hands, "I don't force them to participate, but if they make a choice, they will have to bear the consequences. This is inevitable."

Wen Zheng just nodded and said nothing more.

He had a partial understanding of the above situation, but it was definitely not as united as it is now.

When a unanimous external situation arises, Lin Qingge, the spokesperson, should indeed have such confidence and means.

Lin Qingge added: "Originally, as long as the singers who reach the national finals of the singer competition will get some opportunities to cooperate with the official, it's just that the suspension has caused such a fuss, coupled with your incident, now the above meaning

It’s very clear, it’s better to have less than too much.”

"But this has nothing to do with you. Now you can barely be considered an artist protected by half the country. I also benefit from it..."

Wen Zheng lit a cigarette and couldn't help but interrupt and reminded: "Please tell me the key points. I feel like you are showing off your 'Sword of Shang Fang' to me. Also, why do singers report before the end of the month, but the competition is scheduled after the new year?"

?”

"Can't you show off? You know how difficult it is for me during this time."

Lin Qingge was not upset when his thoughts were exposed. After complaining again, he calmed down and said, "Why put it after the new year? Because there is military training before the new year."

"Huh? Military training?!"

Wen Zheng was stunned, "Are you sure you are talking about military training?"

"You heard it right, it's the military training."

"Why? A bunch of singers in their twenties and thirties participate in an audition and have to undergo military training?"

"It's not because of you."

"I?"

Wen Zheng almost doubted his life, "I won't bear the blame, so don't talk nonsense."

Lin Qingge explained: "You refused the bribes from the Japanese people and withstood the pressure from the Japanese people, but what about the others?"

"Think about it, if the singers selected from our Dragon Clan Star Singer Contest end up doing something harmful to the country and the people because of their unsteady stance, they will not be as simple as becoming a laughing stock. The above created a singer contest

The purpose is to set a positive example."

Wen Zheng could not refute this reason.

He knew clearly that on the blue star in his previous life, there were many artists who knew the law and broke the law.

Although military training cannot completely solve these problems, it is indeed a relatively useful solution. Otherwise, why would it happen every school season?

"Are we still in charge of military training? When will it start?"

Wen Zheng couldn't help but ask.

Lin Qingge replied: "Don't have any illusions about being lazy. This military training is led by the military. But as a sponsor, I won the opportunity to make it into a variety show and broadcast it live 20 hours a day. It is expected to start early next month and last for one month.

.I can tell you in advance that as long as you perform well, there will be big surprises."

"Forget about the surprise, I just hope I won't be frightened."

Wen Zheng joked, and at the same time secretly felt sorry for those weak colleagues.

The military training led by the military is also broadcast live 24 hours a day, tsk tsk...

He was a little frightened just thinking about it.

"Okay, now let's get down to business."

Lin Qingge stood up and came to Wen Zheng, sitting upright.

Wen Zheng's face was filled with questions.

"Business? What did you just say?"

"Those in charge of tomorrow's competition will be notified one by one just now. Didn't I reveal this to you in advance? With our relationship, can I still give you some privileges?"

"Depend on!"

Wen Zheng cursed and immediately said with a vigilant look on his face, "Why do I have a bad feeling?"

Lin Qingge narrowed his eyes and smiled and said: "Look, for this military training, I spent a lot of money just to build the venue. I finally made it into a variety show. Can you help me shoot a promotional video or something?"

?Otherwise there are no ratings and no advertising fees, so how can I get my money back?"

"You really are obsessed with money."

Wen Zheng was unable to complain.

One moment you were speaking righteously, and in the next moment you started your own small business. Boss Lin, you are worthy of being Boss Lin.

Lin Qingge saw Wen Zheng picking up a cigarette again, so he quickly pushed the ashtray towards his hand.

She smiled and said: "I heard Li Nan say that you not only helped people make the soundtrack for the Youth League's promotional video for free, but also gave you advice on the editing of the film. Even the professionals at Wang Ye said, you

Fortunately they are singers, otherwise they would be unemployed."

Wen Zheng only felt miserable.

The reason why he was able to intervene in the promotional video of "Dislocated Time and Space" besides the songs was simply because he had seen similar templates in his previous life and had a lot to learn from.

Now let yourself shoot a promotional video?

This is pure nonsense. The test questions are clearly beyond the scope.

"Don't come here. I'm just being polite. Don't think I can't hear nice things to say."

Lin Qingge frowned slightly when she saw Wen Zheng's refusal.

She said in a deep voice: "Don't be ungrateful. I am entrusting you with this important and arduous task entirely out of the organization's trust in you. You are the music director of the company, and you have the obligation to solve problems for the company!"

Wen Zheng's eyes widened and he shouted: "Wait a minute, I'm the music director, that's right. You asked the music director to make a promotional video? Are the two related?"

"have!"

"What's the connection?"

"I said yes!"

"..."

Wen Zheng simply stopped talking.

Lin Qingge rolled up his sleeves, put his hands on his knees, and muttered: "To tell you the truth, the company currently has some minor problems with finances and manpower. Otherwise, I can spend money to solve the problem. As for you, I don't ask for it.

High, the promotional video only needs to be barely watchable, but the songs must be excellent. Can you give me a few words of encouragement, can it be done?"

After Wen Zheng heard this, he couldn't refuse anymore.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Give me a budget."

When Lin Qingge heard this, he said with some embarrassment: "You may need to pay the fee in advance. It's up to you to decide how much you spend. After I recover, I will inject funds into your Yuanlang Learning Network!"

Wen Zheng put his hand on his forehead and said angrily: "You don't even have the budget to shoot a promotional video? I'm not a philanthropist. Where is the money you made before?"

Lin Qingge said pitifully: "I made some money before, but the singer competition has been suspended. I have to pay various liquidated damages. The operations of Yuanlang Music and Yuanlang Live Broadcast are still short. They are also gold-eating beasts. In addition, investing in military training venues and so on.

After all this going on, the money in my hand and the company's accounts are all gone. However, once the military training variety show is launched, I can make a lot of money every day. After all, no one has done this kind of variety show yet."

She glanced at Wen Zheng and added: "The company's progress was a bit big before. If the singing competition hadn't turned around again, I would have even planned to go to the bank for a loan."

After Wen Zheng heard this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The boss was really not that easy to be a boss. During this time, she was in such a difficult situation. If the superiors hadn't given her the "Sword of Shang Fang", she might not be able to hold on any longer.

No wonder he was showing off for a long time just now.

Thinking of this, he immediately patted his chest and promised: "Leave the promotional video to me, it won't cost much."

Lin Qingge opened his mouth, and finally swallowed the words that came to his lips.


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