Wealth

At the beginning of the next morning, Fan Wuyi went to CCTV to find Lao Chen.

Old Chen personally took Fan Wuyi around and took him to the Media Center.

Beijing Media Center is a comprehensive enterprise integrating tourist hotels, news centers, TV program production and satellite transmission services. The hotel is located in the Fuxingmen section of West Chang'an Avenue, near the beautiful Yuyuantan, adjacent to Beijing West Railway Station, CCTV, Military Museum, and China Millennium Monument. The environment is elegant and the transportation is convenient. The central rooms are warm and elegant, and the business floor rooms are equipped with computers and complete basic facilities. The hotel also has a unique 700-square-meter multi-function hall, as well as small meeting rooms of different styles, as well as a 900-square-meter Chinese, Western and Japanese restaurant, operating Sichuan, Shandong, Cantonese, Huai cuisine and Japanese cuisine. Cuisine and Western food.

"We have now widely disseminated the news of CCTV's upcoming bidding meeting, and we have invited powerful companies across the country to participate. The venue is set at the Media Center." Old Chen Xing enthusiastically told Fan. Said without illness.

Fan Wubing nodded. The multi-function hall here can accommodate about three to four hundred people for a meeting, which is indeed enough. The media reporters plus the representatives of the companies who bid for the bid are enough, and look at the number here. The environment is pretty good. The most important thing is that the CCTV equipment here is very convenient to use.

Along the way, Old Chen kept pushing open the doors of some rooms to look at them, as if they were rounds.

"You, what are you doing?" Fan Wubing felt very speechless about Lao Chen's actions. He did not expect that the doors of these rooms were not locked and opened as soon as they were pushed.

"Leader Cha Gang." Old Chen said to Fan Wuyao very proudly.

Above this building, CCTV rents a lot of programs, so after pushing 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 the guests present. .

But what surprised Fan Wubing was that the people inside were pushed open the door of the room. Originally, their faces were very angry, but when he saw Lao Chen appear, it was as if Bingxue saw the sun. His complexion immediately turned warm, and he had to put down the program he was holding, and ran over to greet Lao Chen.

At this time, Lao Chen hummed sullenly, then said two unnutritious words like hard work and hit them casually, then turned and left.

"You're a pie. It's a bit of a face." Fan Wubing had a relationship with Lao Chen. There is nothing that can't be said in person.

Old Chen smiled and said. "You don't know the stakes here! The personnel relations in CCTV are quite complicated. There are many presenters who have relatively deep backgrounds. Generally, the directors can't command at all. That is to say, we are on the stage. The long and deputy director of the local people. You can also go over and suppress it with the local official hat on your head. Otherwise, their tails would have been up to the sky! For a long time, it is not conducive to the development of work! So our directors I usually come down to inspect the land on a voluntary basis. Not for any other land. Just to kill their prestige!"

Fan Wubing listened to this. Shrugged. What industry does Xindao have hidden rules of the industry! Don't look at such a big unit as CCTV. Inside is also a mixed place. Old Chen can be here for so many years. The ability is quite a bit. Otherwise, it would have been run out by the guys who cannibalized.

"Right. No disease. Are you interested in those dancers?" Old Chen suddenly winked at Fan Wuyi. "If you are interested. How about a few of me to introduce to you?"

"Huh? Is there anything to say?" Fan Wubing was startled. Somewhat puzzled.

Old Chen said with a smile. "Dancers. Exercise often. The body is more flexible. You can pose in any posture on the bed—"

"You old man--you treat me as you--" Fan Wuyao said dumbfoundedly.

"This is called effective use of resources. How do I usually spend time?" Old Chen said with a grin, "Besides, they are not serving the people without asking."

"Well, I know, they serve the renminbi without asking for anything--" Fan Wuyi said, "but you should be careful not to get AIDS!"

Fan Wuyao naturally understands this point. There are many messy things on CCTV, and there are also many girls who are willing to sacrifice their bodies in order to be famous. The powerful figures in the station like Lao Chen are naturally enthusiastic. The object of fawning. It is not surprising that many people did it for a famous opportunity to spend the night with an uncle-level character.

"But—" Fan Wubing suddenly thought of a question, and said to Old Chen, "If you have a little girl who is better and suitable for dancers, you can introduce it to me."

"Well, are you a little tempted?" Old Chen smiled.

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

Fan Wubing has a reason to say this. His current New Silk Road Entertainment Company has a lot of talents, but there are fewer backing dancers. Often when holding a large-scale performance, it needs to use multiple backing dancers, so he often Need to adjust foreign aid.

But nowadays, the domestic dancer team is not Fan Wubing shaking his head. It is actually a bit stiff and monotonous. The movements on the stage can be said to be mechanically rigid and uncreative. This type of backing dancer is not bad!

Therefore, Fan Wubing wants to form a professional team of dancers by himself, and train them well. As his entertainment company's queen dancer team, if there are any performances in the future, there is no need to ask those rigid teams to fill up the numbers.

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

"This is easy. There are so many dancers who want to show in Beijing every year, and there are also many Bei Piao children. I can't guarantee that there are more people like you. A few hundred people will still be able to do so. I picked it out, and I promised that it won't look too bad." Old Chen patted his chest and assured Fan that he was not ill, and took the matter down.

The two strolled around again, and then decided on the bidding. Then Fan Wuyi bid farewell to Old Chen and prepared to go downstairs and leave.

"Hello, Mr. Fan--" someone suddenly shouted from behind.

Fan Wubing was a little puzzled. He turned around and saw that he was talking about a very young girl who looked a bit familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Hello, are you?" Fan Wuyao asked hesitantly.

"My name is Xiang Min. I work in the economics group. I am a junior of Senior Sister Fan Ting." The girl explained to Fan Wuyao, and then added, "I interviewed Senior Sister Fan Ting last time, and I saw Fan Ting afterwards. It's yours."

Oh, Fan Wubing remembered it, as if there was something like this, and then smiled and said, "Well, I remembered, hello. You just called me, is there something wrong?"

He took a look at Xiang Min at this time, and found that she was about to be twenty-four or five years old. After all, after graduating from Peking University, she spent some time with CCTV. Now she is a host, so naturally she will not be too young. .

Seeing Fan Wubing looking at himself, Xiang Min had no other feelings. He said directly to Fan Wubing, "Mr. Fan, it looks like this. We are currently doing a program with the Ministry of Education, mainly focusing on helping students in the west. When I was in the ministry, I heard them talk and said that it was Mr. Fan that you plan to carry out a lot of assistance to basic education in poverty-stricken areas. I would like to ask, is there such a thing?"

Fan Wubing was stunned for a moment. This matter was just a preliminary idea with his mother, and it was far from the point of actual operation. The host of CCTV was capable, and now he began to contain himself and ask questions. What happened?

I don't know whether they have a sharp sense of smell as media professionals or the Ministry of Education's secrecy measures are too poor.

"I have such a plan, but this matter is still under consideration, and I haven't reached an agreement with the Ministry of Education." Fan Wuyi did not hide anything from Xiangmin. Anyway, this matter is not shameful, "but it's right. Sooner or later, assistance activities for education in poverty-stricken areas must be implemented. As a company with a sense of social responsibility, it should make its due contribution to the development of education for the nation."

Seeing that Fan Wubing did not deny it, Xiang Min asked happily, "That's it, Mr. Fan, we hope to follow up on this event throughout the entire process. After all, there are not many companies in China that are actively funding basic education undertakings~www .wuxiaspot.com~We hope to get involved so that more people can understand the kind deeds of Fan Investment Group, so as to influence more people and let more people join in this kind of charity."

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

Xiang Min was a little uncomfortable by Fan Wubing, but he couldn’t help answering this question, so he said to Fan Wubing, “I went to school in Gansu and grew up there. I understand 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 was going to organize such an activity, I hoped to be able to participate. For this reason, does Mr. Fan approve?"

Fan Wubing looked at Xiang Min seriously, and found that her expression hadn't changed anything. These words seemed to be from the heart, so he replied, "Well, if this matter can be negotiated, we I am willing to accept your interview."

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

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