Volume 253 Chaos

The person in charge looked at the producers in the room, waving ballots that broke the rules of the game, but he didn't know who to tell the pain in his heart.

The organizer of a conference is inextricably linked with all parties.

As for the self who appeared to coordinate among the crowd, at best he was the commander-in-chief, at worst he was just a little shrimp, the puppet of the behind-the-scenes operators.

The person in charge can already imagine how much storm this year's Silver Eagle Award will bring to this industry, and how much black history will be filled in his resume?

Maybe it's time to take this opportunity to take a break and see if there are other jobs that are suitable for you.

When everyone was arguing and arguing, the No. 4 assistant in the field studio hurriedly knocked on the door outside the meeting room.

Because the sound in the room was too noisy, no one noticed the frantic knocking on the door. Only the assistant who was in charge of serving tea and pouring water heard the faint sound while watching the smoky atmosphere in the venue.

He bypassed the huddled crowd, reached the door of the meeting room, and opened the door.

Assistant No. 4 wiped his anxious sweat, and rushed in like this. As soon as he entered the room, he was stunned by the layout like a vegetable market inside.

Xiaozhu, who opened the door next to him, kindly reminded him: "Our heads are about to be torn off, and the situation in the arena is not good. If your matter is not urgent, I advise you to deal with it yourself. "

As soon as Assistant No. 4 heard this, the people from Hunan rushed up: "What the hell! The quarrels here are cultural people, I think the quality is very good, you didn't go to see our No. 4 reception room Oh, the full martial arts will be staged soon."

Assistant No. 4's lovely native dialect combined with an incomparably loud voice made the chaotic meeting room quiet with a single roar.

Assistant No. 4 felt no embarrassment at all for interrupting their argument.

This group of people really should go outside to have a look, if he hadn't run fast, he would have been beaten so badly that he couldn't see his head.

The person in charge covered his face helplessly. This Li Tian would not be him if he didn't find something for him every day to make things difficult for him. The No. 4 assistant named Li Tian knew what his leader was thinking just by looking at his leader's expression.

Li Tian was particularly aggrieved and said to the person in charge: "Boss, I am not looking for trouble this time. What kind of rules did you give to the meeting? The reporters on the ground in the fourth venue are all fighting. Our How many people have lost the lottery wow!"

When the person in charge heard Li Tian's words, he felt the seriousness of it. He hurriedly followed the pace of the two assistants and was about to walk out the door. When the surrounding producers saw that he was leaving, how could they let him go so easily? he.

A few hands stretched out one after another to stop them: "Oh, don't go, let us deal with it first!"

"That's right! Lao Yang is dishonest!"

The person in charge named Lao Yang smiled wryly, dodged the obstruction of several people in a rather rogue manner, and rushed out under the cover of two assistants.

The door of the conference room was shut with a 'bang', and the producers, who should normally be looked up to by all the little stars, looked at each other.

In fact, they knew very well in their hearts that no matter how fierce the trouble was with Lao Yang, there was nothing to make up for it, they were just looking for a scapegoat to vent.

The person in charge who walked out of the conference room did not let loose his tense mind. In the long and narrow corridor, he walked towards No. 4 field and asked Li Tian about the situation there.

After the person in charge figured out the reason, he, who had already stood outside No. 4, hesitated, whether this was a rule involving expenses, or something he couldn't decide.

Compared with the large-tonnage personnel in the office just now, Xiao Xiami in the fourth position is too easy for him to deal with.

The person in charge stepped into the arena, ignoring the chaotic scene below the stage, he picked up the main microphone in the arena, and gestured to the speaker to turn on the sound, 'Test sound! Audio test! '

The resounding sound audition reverberated in the big venue. Seeing that the sound was connected, the person in charge said simply and neatly: "All the media friends here are here for the Silver Eagle Award. I welcome you here."

"I am one of the persons in charge of this art festival, Yang Guang. I think the organizing committee has issued the media's admission qualification notice in written form."

"I don't know if everyone has any questions? Do you need to be so excited? Even to the point of doing it?"

The reporters from all walks of life below looked at each other, and the big brother Xinhua News Agency among them took the lead and said, "Hello! I would like to ask what is the entrance fee for the media side? 700 yuan per person per day, four days What does the total of 2,800 yuan mean?"

"In this business, we have only heard of sponsorship fees, brush fees, and carriage fees. We have never heard that we are invited to come here and we are required to pay! Is the organizing committee of this art festival poor and crazy?"

"After learning the tricks of the trade fair, you still put away the tickets? You have to figure it out! We are media people! We are not fans who can be easily fooled by you!"

A group of reporters were said to be high-spirited, but the words of the person in charge were poured down like cold water.

"Those who can't afford it don't have to participate. This year's Silver Eagle Festival is such a rule, but I advise those of you who want to leave to discuss it with your leaders first."

The person in charge dropped this sentence, said no more, and stepped off the stage in a hurry.

There are so many things to do, and the selection of the art festival is about to start, so there is no time to spend here.

It wasn't until Lao Yang left No. 4 arena that it was still quiet, and it wasn't until the figure of the organizing committee disappeared that the buzzing sound of discussion resounded in the arena.

"What should we do? Should we withdraw? Will we still participate?"

"Withdraw? If everyone withdraws and some say, how many of them over there seem to be withdrawing?"

"You don't know the people in our circle? I wish there were fewer people to grab the news. Only exclusive reports are fun."

"Yeah, if you don't have the same heart, everything you say is in vain."

A few journalists who were originally filled with righteous indignation and firm stand also retreated.

The voice of the phone rang again and again in the venue: "Editor-in-chief, I will report something to you...There will be a fee...Okay, okay."

Only when the funds have been applied for can you join the membership steadily, otherwise it would be too bad if you paid for it yourself.

The turmoil behind the art festival did not cause any trouble to the glamorous stars at the front desk. The make-up artist who was temporarily invited by Wang Jingcao to come to the door for service was exaggeratingly admiring while doing something for Qin Guan. The last touch-up before he goes out.

In this rainy, cold and bleak autumn, only seeing such a pleasing handsome guy can add a little warmth to my heart.

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