Chapter 177 A Prophet

Early the next morning, Fan Wubing went to CCTV to look for Lao Chen.

Lao Chen took Fan Wubing himself, walked around the CCTV building, and then brought him to the Media Center.

Beijing Media Center is a comprehensive enterprise integrating tourist hotel, news center, TV program production and satellite transmission business. The hotel is located in the Fuxingmen section of West Chang'an Street, near the beautiful Yuyuan Lake, adjacent to Beijing West Railway Station, CCTV, Military Museum, China Millennium Monument, with elegant environment and convenient transportation. The rooms in the center are warm and elegant, and the rooms on the business floor are equipped with computers and all basic facilities are available. The hotel also has a unique 700-square-meter multi-functional hall, small meeting rooms with different styles, and over 900 square meters of Chinese, Western and Japanese restaurants, which serve Sichuan, Lu, Cantonese, Huai cuisines and Japanese cuisines. Cuisine and Western food.

"We have now widely disseminated the news that CCTV is about to hold a press conference for the king of bidding, and invited powerful enterprises from all over the country to attend, and the venue will be in the Media Center." Old Chen said to Fan enthusiastically. Said without illness.

Fan Wubing nodded. The multi-functional hall here can accommodate three or four hundred people for a meeting, which is indeed enough. The media reporters plus the company representatives who bid are the same amount. The environment is pretty good, and the most important thing is that CCTV's equipment here is very convenient to use.

Along the way, Lao Chen kept pushing open the doors of some rooms to have a look, as if making rounds.

"You, what are you doing?" Fan Wubing was very speechless at Lao Chen's actions, but he didn't expect that the doors of these rooms were unlocked and would open with a push.

"The leader checks the post." Old Chen said to Fan Wubing in a very airy manner.

On this building, CCTV rents out a lot of programs, so when you push it away, you can see where the hosts are sitting, and the lights and cameras are busy on the opposite side. Sometimes, you can also see guests present inside. .

However, what surprised Fan Wubing was that the people inside were pushed open the door. They originally had angry expressions on their faces, but when they saw Lao Chen appearing, it was as if Bingxue had seen the sun. His face turned warm immediately, and he had to put down the program in hand, and ran over to say hello to Lao Chen.

At this time, Lao Chen hummed a few times indifferently with a straight face, and then said a few unnutritive words like working hard and hitting them casually, then turned and left.

"You are acting like this. You are a bit of a villain." The relationship between Fan Wubing and Lao Chen. There is nothing that cannot be said face to face.

Old Chen smiled. "You don't know the stakes here! The personnel relationship in CCTV is quite complicated.

There are many hosts with relatively deep backgrounds. Generally speaking, directors can't direct at all. That is to say, those of us who are attached to the director and deputy director. You can also use the official hat on your head to suppress it. Otherwise. Their tails have long been raised to the sky! For a long time. Not conducive to the development of work! So we directors. Usually have the obligation to come down to inspect. Not for anything else. Just to kill their prestige! "

Fan Wubing heard this. Shrugged. What kind of industry does Xindao have? What are the unspoken rules of the industry! Don't look at such a large unit as CCTV. Inside is also a mixed bag. Lao Chen has been able to hang out here for so many years. The ability is quite a bit. Otherwise, he would have been squeezed out by those guys who eat people without spitting out their bones.

"That's right. Wubing. Are you interested in those dancers?" Old Chen suddenly winked at Fan Wubing. "If you're interested. How about I introduce a few to you?"

"Huh? Do you have any explanation?" Fan Wubing was taken aback. Some puzzled.

Old Chen chuckled. "A dancer. I exercise regularly. My body is more flexible. I can pose in any position on the bed—"

"You old bastard—you treat me as you—" Fan Wubing said dumbfounded.

"This is called the effective use of resources. How else do I spend my time?" Old Chen said with a smile, "Besides, they don't serve the people for nothing."

"Well, I know, they are serving RMB for nothing—" Fan Wubing interjected, "But just be careful, don't get AIDS!"

Regarding this point, Fan Wubing naturally knows a lot about it. There are a lot of messy things in CCTV, and there are not a few girls who are willing to sacrifice their bodies in order to be famous. The real power figures in the station like Lao Chen are naturally enthusiastic about it. Object of flattery. It's not surprising that many people do it to spend the night with an uncle-level figure for a chance to become famous.

"However—" Fan Wubing suddenly thought of a question, and said to Lao Chen, "If there is a little girl with better conditions who is suitable as a backup dancer, you can introduce it to me."

"How about it, are you a little tempted?" Lao Chen said with a smile.

"Why are your thoughts so vulgar?!" Fan Wubing replied with a straight face, "I'm going to find some people to rehearse a special dance!"

There is a reason for Fan Wubing to say this. His current New Silk Road Entertainment Company has a lot of performing arts talents, but there are relatively few backup dance teams. When holding a large-scale performance, it is often necessary to use multiple backup dance groups, so often Additional foreign aid is needed.

But now the back-up dancers in China, it's not that Fan Wubing shakes his head, the movements are a bit blunt and monotonous. The movements on the stage can be said to be mechanical, rigid and uncreative. This kind of back-up dancers is not bad!

Therefore, Fan Wubing wanted to form a professional backup dance team and train it well. As the queen backup dance team of his entertainment company, if there were any performances in the future, he would not need to hire those rote teams to fill in the numbers.

Fan Wubing roughly mentioned his thoughts to Lao Chen, and then said to him, "If it is suitable, you can tell me directly, or you can talk to Lao Xia from New Silk Road Entertainment Company, we are now Some such professionals are needed to improve the taste of the show.”

"It's very easy. There are too many dancers who want to come to Beijing to exhibit every year, and there are also many Beijing drifters. I can't guarantee that there are too many people like you. Hundreds of people can still be able to dance." Picked it out, and I promise it won't look too bad." Lao Chen patted his chest and assured Fan Wubing, and he took over the matter.

The two strolled around again, and then finalized the bidding. After that, Fan Wubing bid farewell to Lao Chen and prepared to go downstairs to leave.

"Hello, Mr. Fan—" Suddenly someone shouted from behind.

Fan Wubing was a little puzzled, looked back, and saw a very young girl who was talking, she looked a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

"Hello, who are you?" Fan Wubing asked hesitantly.

"My name is Xiang Min. I work in the economic team. I am the junior of Senior Fan Ting." The girl explained to Fan Wubing, and then added, "I interviewed Senior Fan Ting last time, and I met Fan Ting after that." All yours."

Oh, Fan Wubing remembered it, it seemed that there was such a thing, and then he said with a smile, "Well, I remembered, hello. You called me just now, what's the matter?"

At this time, he took a closer look at Xiang Min, and found that she was about twenty-four or five years old. After all, after graduating from Peking University, she worked in CCTV for a while, and now she is the host, so naturally she is not too young. .

Seeing Fan Wubing looking at himself, Xiang Min didn't have any other feelings, so he said directly to Fan Wubing, "Mr. Fan, it looks like this. We are currently making a program with the Ministry of Education, which is mainly for the poor students in the west. When I was in the ministry, I heard them talking about Mr. Fan, you plan to carry out a large-scale assistance activity for basic education in poor areas, I would like to ask, is there such a thing?"

Fan Wubing was stunned for a moment. He just had a preliminary idea with his mother on this matter, and it was far from the actual operation. The host of CCTV is capable, and now he began to surround himself with questioning What happened?

I don't know whether their sense of smell as media practitioners is too sensitive, or the Ministry of Education's secrecy measures are too poor.

"I have such a plan, but this matter is still under consideration, and no agreement has been reached with the Ministry of Education." Fan Wubing didn't hide anything from Min, anyway, this matter is not shady, "But yes The educational assistance activities in poverty-stricken areas must be implemented sooner or later. As a company with a sense of social responsibility, it should make its due contribution to the development of the nation's educational cause."

Seeing that Fan Wubing didn't deny it, Xiang Min asked happily, "That's right, Mr. Fan, we hope to follow up on this activity throughout. After all, there are not many companies in China that fund basic education with great fanfare. We I hope to get involved so that more people can understand the charitable deeds of Fan’s Investment Group, so as to influence more people and let more people join in this kind of charitable deed.”

"Is that so?" Fan Wubing glanced at Xiang Min and asked curiously, "Why are you all so interested in this event?"

Xiang Min felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by Fan Wubing, but he had to answer this question, so he said to Fan Wubing, "I went to school in Gansu, grew up there, and know the local education situation. So I very much hope that someone can help the out-of-school teenagers there. When I heard that Mr. Fan is going to organize such an activity, I hope to be able to participate. Does Mr. Fan agree with this reason?"

Fan Wubing looked at Xiang Min seriously, and found that there was no change in her expression, and the words seemed to come from the heart, so he replied, "Well, if this matter can be negotiated, we I would like to accept your interview."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Fan!" Xiang Min's smile bloomed like a flower when he heard these words.

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