Chapter 163 The 163rd Day of No More Running Away The First Day of No More Running Away...
"Sun Peng!"
Sun Peng and others have just returned to school. Although they are seniors, they still have to go back to school occasionally, sometimes for meetings and sometimes for classes.
Each time Sun Peng and the others returned to school, their feelings towards their classmates were quite different. It was as if they had grown up a lot, but their classmates were still young.
When he heard the shout, he turned around and was stunned to see that it was Song Ke.
Helan said to Sun Peng, "It's him again!"
Song Ke didn't come alone; he brought a pretty female classmate with him, and the two of them jogged over.
Sun Peng smiled politely at Song Ke: "Song Ke, you're at school too?"
Song Ke raised his hand and affectionately punched Sun Peng on the shoulder: "What are you saying? I'm not like you guys, always running around outside. I'm just busy with nothing. I'm at school every day now, but I might get busy soon."
Helan asked curiously, "What are you busy with? Have you found a unit to take you in?"
Song Ke smiled and put his arm around the girl next to him. "We're going to report to the People's Times."
“People’s Times?!” Sun Peng and He Lan were both surprised. As everyone knows, People’s Times is the newspaper with the largest circulation in the country, without exception. Its threshold is extremely high. Even the Chinese departments of Peking University and Tsinghua University have some trouble getting in.
Sun Peng couldn't help but ask, "Really? You guys aren't kidding us, are you?"
The girl said bluntly, "Are you kidding? How can you joke about something like this? We're going to be reporting on this in a few days, and you'll probably see our names in the newspaper soon."
Sun Peng looked at the girl and felt she looked familiar. He then looked at Song Ke and asked, "And who is this?"
Song Ke released his hand, beaming with pride: "This is my girlfriend, Zhang Fang. She's a Chinese literature major and the editor-in-chief of our school newspaper. Fangfang has excellent writing skills and will definitely become a great reporter in the future."
A blush crept onto Zhang Fang's face, and she lightly punched Song Ke, saying, "You're making such a good impression of me, it's laughable."
"What are you laughing at? You're really impressive," Song Ke said.
Sun Peng and He Lan felt nauseous watching the two of them being so affectionate.
Helan exchanged a glance with Sun Peng.
Sun Peng understood, raised his hand to check his watch, and said to He Lan in a great alarm, "He Lan, this is bad, we're going to be late, we should hurry back to work."
Helan glanced at her watch, stamped her foot, and said, "It really is true."
She said to Song Ke apologetically, "I'm so sorry, we have to go back now. Congratulations to you."
Song Ke laughed and said, "It's alright, you guys are busy. By the way, you should also tell Wen Chan that she doesn't need to worry about our family taking advantage of the couple. Our family may be poor, but we are not lacking in integrity. We wouldn't stoop to that level!"
Song Ke's words were resounding and powerful.
If one didn't know the truth, they might think Wen Chan was some kind of materialistic person who snobbish.
Sun Peng and He Lan both looked at him in surprise.
Sun Peng wanted to say something, but He Lan pulled him away.
He Lan whispered to Sun Peng, "Why are you arguing with him? You can't reason with this guy."
Watching them leave quickly, Zhang Fang frowned and said to Song Ke, "Your two classmates are really snobbish. They're working for your cousin, so they look down on you."
Song Ke sighed helplessly: "It's only human nature, and I didn't intend to hold it against them. Actually, this is also our family's fault. We shouldn't have ignored her back then, but our family was also struggling. We really didn't have any money at that time. My parents thought about helping, but they didn't expect that my cousin would marry a hoodlum at such a young age. Now that hoodlum is making a lot of money, and the couple looks down on us. I can understand that."
"I won't allow you to say that!"
Zhang Fang stamped her foot, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Song Ke, "In my heart, you are the best man in the world, a great hero."
A hint of shyness appeared on Song Ke's face.
He left with Zhang Fang in his arms, and when he glanced in the direction Sun Peng and the others had left, a hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes.
The way Song Ke and Zhang Fang met was purely by chance.
At the end of last year, Zhang Fang accidentally ran into some thugs on her way back to school. Song Ke recognized her and knew that Zhang Fang came from a wealthy family and that her parents were both leaders. So he mustered up his courage and came to her rescue. He was beaten up by the thugs, but won Zhang Fang's heart.
Not only did he earn the gratitude of Zhang Fang's parents, but he also gained the qualification to work at the People's Times.
It's like achieving instant success.
Song Ke is a man who holds grudges and is also very vengeful.
He vividly remembered how Wen Chan had humiliated his family in front of everyone.
Going to the People's Times is just the first step. He will definitely get his revenge on Wen Chan whenever he has the chance.
"Achoo!" Wen Chan couldn't help but sneeze.
Zhao Dan handed her a handkerchief with concern, "Wen Chan, are you alright? Did you catch a cold from being out in the wind yesterday?"
Wen Chan waved her hand: "It's okay, I'm fine. Let's continue our discussion. If we're going to hold this competition, we need to make it as big as possible. I think we should just put up ads on TV and in newspapers to make it as big as possible."
“That would be great,” Zhao Dan said, tempted. She looked at Boss Ye, and the couple exchanged a glance. Boss Ye said, “But this must cost a lot of money.”
For business people, cost is naturally their primary concern.
Wen Chan shook her head and took out a pen. "That's not necessarily true. First of all, although we invested a lot in the early stages, we might be able to recoup our investment just from the competitions later on."
Upon hearing this, Mr. and Mrs. Ye's eyes lit up. "Mr. Wen, what do you mean by that?"
“In the early stages of our advertising, because we weren’t well-known and the results weren’t outstanding, the TV stations and newspapers all wanted money from us.” Wen Chan wrote down a figure. “The initial investment was about 500,000 yuan, but later, once these two competitions are known nationwide, we will have the advantage. Think about it, when the competition results are published, the TV station’s ratings will be boosted, and the newspaper’s sales will also increase. It’s a good thing for both the TV station and the newspaper. At that time, they will be the ones paying us to broadcast our competitions and results live!”
Wen Chan's words truly enlightened everyone.
Boss Ye slammed his hand on the table and said, "Oh my, that's really true. Putting everything else aside, our child star competition is going to be on TV, so there are bound to be a lot of people paying attention!"
"So, we can discuss with the TV stations and newspapers that it's possible we won't have to spend a single penny."
Wen Chan said.
Beijing TV is now very bold and daring, unlike in later generations.
After thinking it over, Mr. Ye and his wife both felt that this was a reliable and worthwhile deal!
Zhao Dan said, "But we don't know anyone at the TV station or the newspaper."
Wen Chan said, "This is easier to handle. You don't need to worry. The important thing now is to discuss it with the judges. Also, your factory needs to be prepared and stock up on goods. Once the competition starts, you'll be busy with many things. You need to keep an eye on the site selection and decoration, and the factory needs to keep up as well. You might not even have a day to rest when you're busy."
“No problem.” Mr. and Mrs. Ye replied without hesitation.
When the couple first started their business, they endured all sorts of hardships, even helping people move goods at the docks.
Now that we can make money, who would complain about being tired?
The newspaper was easy to deal with, but Wen Chan thought the TV station would be a simple matter with little difficulty.
But the other party refused without even thinking.
The reason is quite outrageous.
A junior executive at the TV station sipped his tea, put the lid on, and said slowly, "What kind of competition is this? Isn't that just decadent entertainment?"
Wen Chan and Zhao Dan were both stunned for a moment.
Wen Chan said, "This is a design competition and a competition for child stars, not something like..."
The junior leader waved his hand, his face full of impatience. "What are you talking about? No matter how nicely you put it, isn't this just like a beauty pageant? Besides, you're even broadcasting this competition live and giving out so much prize money. You're just encouraging the bad things in society. If you ask me, the reason why the public order is so bad right now is because of people like you messing around. The country should clean up this kind of atmosphere."
Wen Chan frowned.
What kind of leader is this? His words are practically nothing but farts.
She was, after all, a woman of considerable experience, and although she was angry, she knew to prioritize the greater good. "Director Sun," she said, "I understand your feelings, but times have changed. We've been reforming and opening up for so many years now, and your station itself advertises and even invests in producing numerous TV dramas. I think your station is pioneering and daring. That's why, among so many TV stations nationwide, we..."
Before Wen Chan could even finish speaking, Director Sun waved his hand impatiently, "Alright, alright, I know what you mean. You just want to use our TV station to promote your so-called 'Children's Dream' brand, right? I didn't approve of that advertisement in the first place. If it weren't for the orders from my superiors, I wouldn't have bothered coming here. However, our superiors' opinion is the same as mine: our TV station will not cooperate with you on this. You don't need to waste your breath."
As Director Sun finished speaking, he picked up his teacup, his meaning quite clear.
Serving tea to guests as they leave.
Zhao Dan was furious. As she left the office, she couldn't help but stomp her foot. Wen Qunshu and Fatty were waiting outside. When they saw that the two of them looked rather grim, they realized that things might not be going so smoothly.
After leaving the TV building, the fat man asked with concern, "Sister-in-law, Sister Zhao, did the negotiation not go well? Was the price not right?"
Zhao Dan was furious, her face trembling. "It's not that things aren't going well, it's just that we're really cursed. Today, we came here and that idiot scolded us, saying we were doing something improper. I just don't understand. We're doing legal business and earning legal money. How is that improper? There are so many people in this society who run nightclubs, dance halls, and video arcades. Those are the ones doing something improper."
Wen Chan tugged at Zhao Dan: "Alright, Sister Zhao, collaborations are never going to go smoothly. It's okay, let's go back and discuss it properly."
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