Chapter 675 Unbelievable

When the last sunset on the horizon went down.

The earth gradually became dark.

At the entrance of [Bird's Nest Decoration].

A [Hongwei Fengxing] taxi quietly stopped at the entrance of [Bird's Nest Decoration].

"The Spring Festival Gala in recent years has gradually become out of touch with the world. Director Ha, if you want to be down-to-earth, then you have to go deep into the grassroots and get some air..."

"The Spring Festival Gala is not for the masters, but for the masses..."

"..."

Ha Wenliang opened [WeChat].

When he saw the 312 yuan, he clicked the payment button with a painful feeling.

After seeing the successful payment, Ha Wenliang felt his heart bleeding.

Zhang Sheng next to him pushed his glasses, said hello to the driver, and looked at Ha Wenliang seriously.

Ha Wenliang took a deep breath: "Why do I feel like this is the Spring Festival Gala of your company, Mr. Zhang? Mr. Zhang, can you make the taxi cheaper?"

"You are doing a task!"

"What task?"

"You haven't downloaded our [Qiangsheng Online Mall] APP? Download the APP to get a 20-yuan red envelope coupon. Have you downloaded [Temple Run] on your phone? Download [Temple Run] and you will get a 5-yuan coupon...During the [National Products Festival], have you shopped online? Enter the shopping barcode to get a 10-yuan coupon. You can also get a red envelope if you invite people to open [Didi Taxi] and use [Didi Taxi]..."

"..."

Ha Wenliang was completely silent after listening to this.

This is not a task, this is a complete bundling sale!

He opened the car door.

He even felt that if he stayed in this small space any longer, he would suffocate.

But...

When he opened the door and tried to take a breath, he didn't encounter fresh air.

But...

Countless media swarmed in from all directions!

He looked bitter and lowered his voice.

"Mr. Zhang, these media, you..."

"I don't know... I didn't notify the media..."

Zhang Sheng looked innocent, and then stared seriously at Chen Maorong, the newly appointed vice president of [Bird's Nest Decoration].

"Mr. Chen! Didn't I tell you? We must keep a low profile, keep a low profile, why are you..."

"Ah, sorry, sorry, Mr. Zhang, I don't know how these reporters received the news, I'm quite innocent..."

"..."

Looking at Zhang Sheng, he glanced at the fearful vice president of [Bird's Nest Decoration].

Ha Wenliang's facial muscles twitched slightly.

You guys are acting here, right?

But when countless reporters swarmed in front of Ha Wenliang, Ha Wenliang suppressed his bitter emotions and squeezed out a smile on his face.

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Ha Wenliang has encountered countless messes in his directing career.

He thinks that his determination, although not to the point of not changing his face when the mountains collapse in front of him, is stronger than many people.

Spring Festival Gala!

That was the most glorious moment in his directing career, and also one of the greatest honors in his life.

He started preparing in July this year, from visiting the old generation of crosstalk actors and skit actors of the Spring Festival Gala, to studying the idol stars of the new generation one by one...

He did everything he could do, and he even imagined more than once how wonderful, how big, and how shocking the Spring Festival Gala he directed would be.

But...

He never thought that one day he would come to Zhang Sheng's [Bird's Nest Decoration], and he never thought that one day he would sit in the office and look at an honest and even somewhat stage-frightened bricklayer. He was very well-mannered and naturally could not swear.

But...

"Director Ha, what do you think of Liu Chungen's image?"

"It's... OK!"

Ha Wenliang tried very hard to keep his expression calm, but deep down he wanted to curse Zhang Sheng's ancestors for eighteen generations.

He followed Zhang Sheng from Yanjing to Tianjin, paid the fare, and then, damn, came here, just to find a bricklayer?

What?

What on earth are you going to do!

You want to send a bricklayer to the Spring Festival Gala?

"Oh, it's OK, Mr. Liu, some time ago, I saw you singing live on [Jitu Video], right?"

Zhang Sheng pushed his glasses and looked at Liu Chungen with a smile.

Liu Chungen was a little nervous, and felt that his brain was already confused. He opened his mouth: "Yes, yes, it's Mr. Zhang, I... I... sing casually, no, it's not illegal, right?"

Liu Chungen stuttered, and beads of sweat flowed down his forehead, and he felt a buzzing sound in his ears.

"It's not illegal, of course it's not illegal, Mr. Liu, I won't hide it, I'll tell you directly, as the deputy director of the Spring Festival Gala, I think you have a good voice... I want to try, can you be on the Spring Festival Gala..."

"..."

Silence.

There was a moment of silence in the office.

Ha Wenliang choked on his tea.

He coughed desperately, then stared at Zhang Sheng. At this moment, he seemed to want to swallow Zhang Sheng whole: "Mr. Zhang, tell me, you are not kidding, right?"

"..."

Zhang Sheng did not respond to Ha Wenliang, but looked at Liu Chungen with an increasingly serious expression.

Liu Chungen was stunned.

He felt like he was dreaming.

My mind went blank, and then the buzzing in my ears became stronger and stronger.

"Zhang, Zhang, Zhang...I...chun..."

He no longer knew what he was talking about. He stammered for a long time, but could not say a complete sentence.

"Don't be nervous...just treat us as the most ordinary viewers in the live broadcast room. Mr. Liu, show your singing voice to Director Ha..."

"..."

After Liu Chungen heard Zhang Sheng's words, he did not respond. Instead, he glanced at Ha Wenliang with the same dull eyes in a daze, and then looked out the window blankly.

The office fell into silence again, as if you could hear a pin drop.

After a long time: "Here, here, here?"

"Treat us as the most ordinary viewers in the live broadcast room..."

"..."

Ha Wenliang looked at Liu Chungen's stupid and old-fashioned look.

At this moment, his heart seemed to be stabbed hard by a knife!

He felt that his imagination was very lacking. He really couldn't imagine how a bricklayer like Liu Chungen could stand on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala. Wouldn't this be a problem for the people of the country during the Chinese New Year?

He saw Liu Chungen twisting his tongue for a long time, and then finally started singing with a blushing face.

The song she sang was "Running" by Ah K, but it was such a disaster that it made Ha Wenliang go crazy.

After singing, Liu Chungen lowered his head.

"Mr. Zhang, I think..."

"Director Ha, Mr. Liu is a little nervous..."

Before Ha Wenliang could speak, he was interrupted by Zhang Sheng.

This suffocating feeling made Ha Wenliang extremely uncomfortable, and...

Ha Wenliang looked at the location in the office.

If, according to the order of directing the Spring Festival Gala, he should be the director of the Spring Festival Gala and should be in the main seat, why the hell does it seem like he has become Zhang Sheng's deputy now.

"I, I, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I...can't...I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang..."

Liu Chungen kept apologizing.

Zhang Sheng smiled gently: "It's okay...just adjust your condition, it's okay. In this way, Director Ha, you wait here for a while, I'll go out for a while..."

Ha Wenliang watched Zhang Sheng stand up, and then led Liu Chungen out of the office.

Ha Wenliang nodded dullly. After the door of the office was closed by Zhang Sheng, Ha Wenliang felt more and more aggrieved the more he thought about it. Finally he couldn't help but walked to the window, took out his mobile phone, and called the leader of CCTV.

"Boss, you also know that I don't make snitches on weekdays, but what do you think this is? Mr. Zhang took me to his decoration company, and then asked me to pick someone from the decoration company for the Spring Festival Gala. Man... He just stuffed his company's people into the Spring Festival Gala, and that's not the way to go through the back door. I can't imagine what will happen to this year's Spring Festival Gala if you follow what he said..."

"..."

"I know that Mr. Zhang is a big benefactor, but do you know who he brought me here to find? If it is the vice president of their company, or even the department manager, I will recognize it, but who is that? That is As a mason, I definitely don’t mean to look down on masons, but..."

"..."

"Is this what Zhou Chu means, or what the superiors mean? Yes, I am indeed the director, and I have the right to make decisions, but..."

"..."

After Ha Wenliang finished the phone call, he looked out the window.

The sky outside the window was gloomy, and he felt that his heart was in a mess, a little crazy, but there was nothing he could do.

On the 12th, he took Zhang Sheng to meet with the leaders in Taili.

He didn't know what they were talking about specifically, but when Zhang Sheng walked out of the office, Zhang Sheng became the deputy director and planner of the Spring Festival Gala...

Then……

That was the beginning of his nightmare.

Crowding during the Spring Festival Gala is the most taboo thing.

Many directors don't even have the right to recruit people, but Zhang Sheng, I don't know what kind of brainwashing he gave to the leaders in the station...

Oh shit!

An assistant director has more power than himself, the chief director!

The green light is given from above, who the hell are you trying to reason with?

We might as well let him be the chief director. Why am I messing around here? I keep posting fares!

When he thought of this, he immediately made another call to the station.

"Zhang Sheng's taxi fare should be reimbursed for me by the station, right? I can't pay hundreds of yuan every day, right?"

"..."

After making the phone call and confirming the attitude of the leader in the station, Ha Wenliang felt a little better.

After staying in the office for about half an hour, when Ha Wenliang became completely irritable, the door to the office finally opened.

He saw Zhang Sheng coming over with Liu Chungen.

When Zhang Sheng sat on the chair, he saw that Liu Chungen, a mason, seemed to be in a strange state.

He couldn't describe this kind of weirdness. He just felt that Liu Chungen seemed to have changed. His eyes were clearly looking towards him, but it seemed as if he was looking at the air.

Then, he walked step by step to the middle of the office.

Then with a voice full of emotion, he sang a song!

Ha Wenliang was stunned!

Afterwards, I felt like I had goosebumps!