Jin Dahai chuckled and made a few sarcastic remarks to Zhu Laosan, which immediately brightened his mood. "President Fang, ten episodes of Doraemon have already been produced. When would you have time to take a look?"
Seeing Jin Dahai's grinning face, Fang Yang knew that the production was probably a great success. "Let's just watch it here. It's so cold, I don't want to move."
Jin Dahai was prepared. He took out a USB drive and plugged it into the computer on Fang Yang's desk. "This Doraemon is really interesting. Our 'Calabash Brothers' series is about to end. Should we continue to cooperate with Shanghai TV or seek nationwide sponsorship for this animated series?"
Fang Yang glanced at Yang Huajin and asked, "What's our relationship with Shanghai TV station like now? Are they still in contact as often as before?"
Yang Huajin shook his head, "How can they be the same? The whole staff has been replaced, and I don't recognize anyone anymore. I heard that Huang Xiaoping is having a hard time now and is being ostracized at the station. So, as they say, a new emperor brings a new court. When the leadership changes, there are major personnel changes."
"It can't be that bad, can it? I remember that the newly appointed station director was originally in charge of film and television. Logically speaking, everyone from top to bottom is his person. If he changes, who else could he replace?"
"Things at the station are hard to say. Even within your jurisdiction, you can't stop others from placing their cronies in key positions. Take the former head of the content department, for example. He was part of Ouyang Ming's faction and didn't communicate much with the current station director. This time, Ouyang Ming promoted him to deputy station director, but he was transferred from the film and television department to oversee his work. You can't complain about that, can you? After all, it's just a division of labor."
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