"You don't know anything! Just tell me, if we invite Chen Feng now, will he agree?"
"Of course! It's the Spring Festival Gala! Every star and singer would be scrambling to participate. You can get it done with just one phone call."
Seeing the secretary's arrogant attitude, Ouyang Feng lost all interest in explaining to him.
"In that case, I'll give you a task: no matter what method you use, you have to invite Chen Feng to sing a song for me."
Upon hearing this, the secretary exclaimed, "Is this what you call a task?" She immediately agreed and carried it out.
To him, no matter how awesome you are, you're still in the entertainment industry. Who am I? I represent the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television. In today's society, which person in the entertainment industry doesn't fawn over me?
With that thought in mind, the secretary went out and arranged for a girl to call Chen Feng and ask to participate in this year's Spring Festival Gala in China.
The young woman was taken aback at first, then asked, "Secretary Wei, he's not on our program list. Will there be any problems with adding him suddenly? And will he even come?"
"These are not things you care about. I just don't understand why you all think he would dare to refuse?"
Wei Dong was somewhat impatient and spoke in a stern tone.
The girl was startled and didn't dare to ask any more questions. She directly dialed the number on the official website of Fengyu.
"Hello, this is Fengyu Entertainment."
The receptionist at Fengyu has a very pleasant, soothing voice.
"Hello! This is the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television. Could you please have Mr. Chen Feng from your company answer the phone?"
The receptionist was startled. As a professional receptionist, she had undergone rigorous training and practice. Upon hearing that it was the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television, she immediately understood that this was a very important call.
"Okay, please wait a moment."
The receptionist immediately became respectful and notified the company's general manager and chief agent, Zhang Xiaopang.
As soon as Zhang Xiaopang heard the call from the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television, he immediately answered it.
"Hello, I'm Zhang Xiaopang... oops... Zhang Xiaofei, the chief agent of Fengyu Entertainment. What can I do for you?"
Damn it, being called "Little Fatty" almost made me think my name was Zhang Little Fatty.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang, after careful consideration, our broadcasting headquarters now requires Mr. Chen Feng to participate in this year's Spring Festival Gala."
"Oh...that's too...wait, what did you say, what's your request?"
Zhang Xiaopang noticed the other person's disrespect and his face immediately turned displeased.
The girl from the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television was taken aback, thinking to herself that she hadn't said anything wrong; that's exactly what Secretary Wei had said.
"Ah... Mr. Zhang, is there anything I can help you with?"
"No, I mean, are you sure it's a request and not a request?"
Zhang Xiaopang asked.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, our Spring Festival Gala program invitation period ended six months ago. This was a last-minute arrangement..."
"If that's what you're saying, then on behalf of the company boss, I refuse your request. Goodbye."
Zhang Xiaopang hung up the phone on the spot and joked, "Who is his boss now? He's a global celebrity, the number one god in the Chinese music scene, and the pioneer of hyperrealism in the art world who has brought glory to the country. Your State Administration of Radio, Film and Television may be powerful, but isn't it a bit disrespectful?"
After hanging up the phone, he thought it over and decided to report to his boss. After all, the boss was in charge of the entire country's cultural industry, and it would be very troublesome if he didn't handle it well.
On the other side, the girl from the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television was dumbfounded. Listening to the dial tone, she realized that in all her years in the industry, this was the first time she had ever seen an entertainment company dare to hang up on the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television like that.
"How is it? Isn't he very happy?"
Secretary Wei saw the girl finish her call and come over to ask her something.
"The other party hung up the phone immediately."
"What?"
Unexpectedly, the girl's words made Wei Dong jump up on the spot. Even if you are the No.1 in the Chinese music scene, you can't be this arrogant, right?
He got a little angry, picked up the phone, and dialed the number himself.
Zhang Xiaopang strode swiftly from the Wind Whisper Building to Chen Feng's office.
"Boss, I just received a call from the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television, asking you to participate in tonight's Spring Festival Gala, but I refused. What do you think?"
Chen Feng was taken aback, looked at Zhang Xiaopang, and wondered how this guy had become so bold. He asked, "Why did you refuse?"
"Their tone really annoyed me. Boss, you're a very popular person now, and they used the word 'demand' instead of 'please'."
Zhang Xiaopang explained.
Chen Feng was taken aback again. A request? Heh.
"Good, you refused well. Next time..."
"Boss, someone from the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television who claims to be Wei Dong's secretary called."
Just as Chen Feng was about to teach Zhang Xiaopang how to speak in the most tactful way, a staff member suddenly ran in to report.
"Please transfer the call to my office."
Chen Feng said something, and a moment later, the phone in front of him rang.
"Watch me teach you how to talk to these arrogant guys."
Chen Feng looked at Zhang Xiaopang and casually took the phone.
"Hello, this is Chen Feng. May I ask who you are?"
"Chen Feng, right? I am Wei Dong, the secretary of Director Ouyang Feng of the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television."
Wei Dong's tone was somewhat unfriendly.
"Oh, Secretary Wei, is there anything I can help you with?"
"Here's the thing, our director wanted you to sing a few songs at this year's Spring Festival Gala, so we're letting you know. But your company's general agent actually refused. How dare you!"
Wei Dong's tone was full of command.
Chen Feng smirked, "Is that so? So, Secretary Wei, are you here to interrogate me, or...?"
"It's not about interrogating you, it's just to let you know that you should come to the rehearsal three days in advance."
"Notify me? Rehearsal? No, did I agree to a rehearsal?"
"What do you mean? Do you still want to refuse? This is the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television, you..."
"Go to hell! You better think carefully about how you're going to talk to me if I ask you to sing on the Spring Festival Gala."
Chen Feng swore and slammed the phone down.
Zhang Xiaopang stared dumbfounded at the domineering Chen Feng, pointing at the phone, speechless for a long time.
"Boss...boss...you actually insulted the secretary of the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television?"
"So what if I cursed him? And he's a secretary? The way he talked, he acted like he was some big shot. Others fawn over him to get on the Spring Festival Gala, but do I need to be on that kind of thing?"
"The boss is awesome and powerful!"
Zhang Xiaopang was speechless.
On the other side, Wei Dong from the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television had a buzzing head, while the girl next to him almost burst out laughing after a brief moment of astonishment.
Wei Dong was having some existential questions. He had been insulted; it was the first time in his life he had ever been insulted by someone in the entertainment industry.
How dare he? Isn't he afraid I'll blacklist him?
You're just a small-time singer. Even if you're an all-around genius, how could you have been rated if it weren't for me? You don't know how to be grateful; it's simply outrageous.
Don't think that just because you've painted a few pictures and they've become popular all over the world, painting is no longer under the jurisdiction of the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Wei Dong immediately took action, walking like the wind as he rushed into Ouyang Feng's office.
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