Lang Kun, the chief director of the Spring Festival Gala, holds great power and is now a very popular figure.
The Spring Festival Gala has always been a stage that stars are eager to perform on. Even if it is just a guest appearance or a minor role, they will fight to the death for the opportunity.
There are a few stars who don’t care much about the Spring Festival Gala, but such stars are only a minority after all.
Therefore, Lang Kun has been very busy recently.
On the one hand, we have to deal with human relationships from all aspects.
As the Spring Festival Gala approaches, more and more people come to him for help.
Businesses want to use the Spring Festival Gala as a platform for advertising, and a certain boss's lover wants to be on the Spring Festival Gala...
Things like this took up a lot of his time.
What's more, with the Spring Festival Gala approaching, he has to work overtime every night to rehearse the program.
This time of year is his busiest.
The program of the Spring Festival Gala has basically been finalized, but it is still subject to change until the last moment, and the power to change is in his hands.
If it were someone else, would you want to treat him to a meal?
Sorry, no time.
He really wouldn't give face to ordinary people.
At his level, he is no longer a small figure that no one dares to offend.
But since Tang Xiaobao wanted to treat him to a meal, he really couldn't refuse.
On the one hand, Tang Xiaobao is the most popular guest performer at this year's gala, and he was personally chosen by the number one leader, so he can't afford to offend him.
On the other hand, if there were no Tang Xiaobao, this year's Spring Festival Gala would definitely not have attracted so much attention from the whole nation. If the ratings this year do not go up, his life will not be easy, and there is no need to talk about bonuses. It is estimated that the possibility of him directing the Spring Festival Gala in the future will become lower and lower.
Another point is that he is actually the one who knows best how awesome Tang Xiaobao is.
If we don't give Tang Xiaobao face today, we will be making an enemy.
Even if it's not that serious, how can Tang Xiaobao not feel uncomfortable?
Oh, by the way, he actually has a good relationship with Tang Xiaobao.
Some time ago, when Tang Xiaobao was free, he always liked to ask Lang Kun out for a drink, or go to CCTV to watch Lang Kun's rehearsals.
Anyway, the two of them have a very close relationship.
When Tang Xiaobao called him, he dropped a lot of things and ran over.
This is the God of Cookery Restaurant.
No matter how awesome Lang Kun is, he can't come here to eat often.
Who can stand being beaten to hundreds of thousands of dollars at any time?
Only when I entered the private room did I realize that the host was chatting with the God of Cookery upstairs.
He was extremely envious.
Who has the face to do this? You don't need to make an appointment in advance, you can just come to the VIP box upstairs. This is not right. I heard that every time Tang Xiaobao comes, the kitchen will let the head chef cook the dishes himself. Sometimes, if you are lucky, the God of Cookery Zhu Sheng may even come to the kitchen.
This kind of treatment, wow, just thinking about it makes people envious and jealous.
He sat down with peace of mind.
After a while, Tang Xiaobao pushed the door open and came in, followed by the manager.
"Coach Lang!"
Tang Xiaobao waved at Tang Xiaobao.
"Xiao Tang."
Tang Xiaobao sat down and instructed the manager, "Ask the kitchen chef to make a few dishes. Oh, and send over a bottle of good wine."
There is no bad wine here.
The wine that Tang Xiaobao wanted was an internal supply that could not be bought outside.
Lang Kun had been here with Tang Xiaobao last time, and he remembered it clearly, and his eyes were a little shiny for a moment.
The manager said respectfully, "Okay, Mr. Tang, please wait a moment. I will arrange it immediately."
As soon as the manager left, Tang Xiaobao apologized: "Sorry, I went to chat with Fatty Zhu for a while."
"Fatty Zhu?"
Lang Kun was startled.
"Oh, Zhu Sheng, Brother Zhu." Tang Xiaobao laughed.
Lang Kun wanted to wipe the sweat off his face.
The only one who dares to call the God of Cookery like that is Tang Xiaobao.
"Are you busy lately?"
Tang Xiaobao asked.
Lang Kun rolled his eyes: "You kid, you don't even know if I'm busy or not. I'm planning to work overtime tonight."
"Working overtime is not good for your health." Tang Xiaobao said with a smile.
Lang Kun groaned, "I know it's bad for my health, but I have to work overtime. The Spring Festival Gala is just a few days away, and I have a few more programs I want to watch. If they don't work, I'll have to cancel them."
Tang Xiaobao said quickly, "Director, please don't be stubborn. The battle is about to begin. Changing the generals at the last minute is a big taboo. Besides, they have fought so hard for this opportunity and have gone through so many rounds of selection. It's not easy for them. If you keep brushing them off like this, they will have wasted months of work and will cry later. They might even curse your ancestors for eight generations."
"Hey, if that's the case, I can't be a director anymore. You think I haven't been scolded before? I guess there are a lot of people scolding me behind my back. I'm used to it. It's not my place to meddle in other people's business. But if I'm in this position, everything has to be based on the effect of the program. I can't consider anything else." Lang Kun said seriously.
Tang Xiaobao was just talking casually, but now it's really embarrassing.
Just in time, the manager came in person to serve the dishes and some fine wine.
Tang Xiaobao poured the wine: "Come on, don't think about those troubles. Let's eat and drink well tonight. You've worked hard. On behalf of the audience in front of the TV, I want to thank you for your hard work. Come on, drink it up."
Lang Kun was a heavy drinker. He took a sip and immediately smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits. He drank the whole thing in one gulp and sighed, "Oh, Xiao Tang, it's so good to be with you. You can't get such good wine outside."
"Of course."
Tang Xiaobao laughed: "Come on, go on, have another drink."
Lang Kun took a bite of the dish, chewed it with his eyes closed, and savored it: "Hmm, this is the taste. I dream of eating the food made here. It's strange, the same seasoning, why is there such a big difference between the food outside and here? Wow, cool. Don't rush to make this wine, just this one bottle, and it's all gone."
Tang Xiaobao immediately said, "Don't worry, I'll make sure you drink enough. If you don't like it, I'll ask someone to get you another bottle to take back."
"real?"
"Can I still brag to you?"
"Haha, I know you're capable of that. That's settled then. I'll take a bottle away later. Consider it my debt to you. I'll return the favor later."
Lang Kun was overjoyed.
Tang Xiaobao blinked: "Don't look back, just return it now."
Lang Kun was stunned. "What do you mean? Oh, that's not right. You have an agenda today. I was wondering why you invited me specifically. You don't want to have someone from your company on the Spring Festival Gala again, do you? I'm telling you, the program is already set, and you can't give me any problems."
Tang Xiaobao waved his hands: "No, no, don't worry. If the competition is really fierce, you can take my show. It's just right for the New Year and I want to go home for the New Year, really."
"It's useless. You can take anyone's program, but do I dare to take yours? Who will watch it if I take it? The higher-ups will hold me accountable later. Tell me, what's going on?" Lang Kun was also a little curious.
Isn't he promoting the company's artist?
What else is there?
Tang Xiaobao said, "I want to sponsor the Spring Festival Gala and advertise my company at the same time."
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