The day I got married with a big star

Chapter 575 Money, money, money!
The seminar about the revision of the new program of the Art Channel finally broke up in a heated exchange between the director and the deputy director.

Director Wang left the conference room with a livid face, which made his already elongated face look like the head portrait of a mysterious person on Easter Island.

In contrast, Deputy Director Xu on the other side looked good. Before leaving, he threatened to make "Where Are You Going, Grandma" and "I'm Coming to the Spring Festival Gala" as popular programs in the second half of the Art Channel.

While everyone was talking about it, the center also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and regarded Deputy Director Xu as a savior, because it was the existence of Deputy Director Xu that prevented them from reading out the perfunctory written copy in public, and it was regarded as a reservation. A trace of face.

"You said, will Deputy Director Xu actually do those two programs?" Someone asked the person beside him curiously after returning to his work station.

"No way? The two program proposals made by Deputy Director Xu are completely aimed at Director Wang, using his own way to treat him, so he probably won't do it."

"But just now, seeing Deputy Director Xu's swearing, it seems that he is going to be serious, and Director Wang also handed over these two programs to Deputy Director Xu."

"I definitely won't do it. Didn't you see Director Wang's reaction after hearing the huge production fee? That's 6 million yuan. Even satellite TV doesn't have many programs that invest so much."

"Well, that makes sense."

Xu Jie left his office and went to the director's office next door.

"Dangdangdang!"

Wang Wanjun, who was in a fit of anger, tried his best to calm himself down after hearing the knock on the door. After his anger subsided a little, he opened his mouth and shouted, "Come in."

"Crack!"

Xu Jie pushed the door and walked in.

"director……"

When Wang Wanjun saw the person coming in, his mood sank immediately.

Why did you still find me?This is too bullying!

"What's the matter?" Wang Wanjun asked angrily, then lowered his head and pretended to read the documents. The last thing he wanted to see was this person in front of him, and he panicked when he saw it.

"Director, when will the production funds for the show be available, so I can start working on it." Xu Jie asked expectantly.

"What program funding?" Wang Wanjun frowned tightly.

"Director, didn't you just say in the conference room that you would hand over "Where Are You Going, Grandma" and "I'm Coming to the Spring Festival Gala"? You won't forget it so quickly, right?" Xu Jie said with a smile.

Wang Wanjun was impatient when he heard it, and thought to himself: Why is it not over yet?
"Xu Jie, as the deputy director of the art program center, you should be very clear that it is impossible for the programs of our art channel to have such a large production fee. Did the previous director Jiang have it? No?" Wang Wanjun said.

He wanted to let the young man in front of him know that it was not his problem that he couldn't afford so much production fee, but the problem of the art channel, and it didn't matter whoever would be the director.

"Director, don't you want to revise the art channel? And the higher-ups have approved your revision plan. I believe that the support for program production will definitely exceed before, and the funding will definitely increase." Xu Jie analyzed for the other party.

Speaking of this, Wang Wanjun couldn't help but secretly sighed. Deputy editor-in-chief Zhou did support his revision plan, but it was only in words. As for the program production funds, the other party never mentioned it.

You know, the studio renovation report has not yet been approved.

6 million?

It is impossible to remove another 0.

Of course, these words must not be uttered, and he also wants to save face. If the people in the cultural program center know that the new director is only paying lip service to him, how can the work of the new program continue?
"The higher-ups definitely support me, but you can't just open your mouth and ask for 6 million yuan. This is simply a lion's mouth. Don't talk about the upper-level, I won't be able to pass this test." Wang Wanjun said shaking his head.

"Ah? Then what about my new program? It took me a week to come up with it. I thought about it during the day, at night, and even in my dreams." Xu Jie said disappointedly.

Wang Wanjun rolled his eyes immediately after hearing this, I believe you a ghost!

Lord who doesn't work overtime, can he go home and work?

Just act!
"I have no other choice, or you can find Deputy Editor-in-Chief Zhou yourself?" Wang Wanjun suggested.

"How can I do that? You, the director, are still there. I'll go to the deputy editor-in-chief Zhou. Isn't that through the pot? Director, why don't you go to the deputy editor-in-chief Zhou? Maybe he's looking for your face. I agree." Xu Jie said.

Wang Wanjun thought to himself: If my face was useful, the funds for renovating the studio would have been approved long ago, so it wouldn't be the case that nothing has happened yet.

He didn't want to continue to entangle with the other party, it wouldn't do him any good, so he said impatiently: "I see, you go back, I will tell you."

Will say it, but not necessarily today, but also tomorrow, or next month.

"Yes, Director, I'll go back and wait for your good news." Xu Jie put the program plan on the table and left the office.

Wang Wanjun stared at the program plan intently, feeling extremely complicated in his heart.

Once, he wanted this thing very much, but now, he can't avoid it.

Money, money, money...

In fact, even if Xu Jie didn't mention it, he was worried about it.

When I was in the satellite TV program center, because of the relationship with the deputy editor-in-chief Lu, and the produced programs were broadcast on the satellite TV channel, there was never any shortage of production fees.

But now, although he has been promoted to become the head of the cultural program center, the status of this department in the TV station is far lower than that of the original satellite TV channel, and the funds invested are naturally pitifully small.

At first, he was going to do a big job, and show the results through the revision, so that the leaders above can see it. However, after more than a week of understanding, his original ambition has been reduced by half. If it wasn't for the prestige and face of the director, he would Already gave up on revision.

No money, how to change the version?

The more Wang Wanjun thought about it, the more depressed he became, his blood pressure went up and his head hurt.

The people below are disobedient, and the people above are not supportive. It is true that internal and external troubles are all gathered together.

How to do it?

After thinking about it, he felt that the key to the problem was the funds. As long as there were funds, not only the bold words at the beginning could be realized, but also the deputy director who had been against him would be submissive.

Well, I have to find Deputy Editor-in-Chief Zhou.

Thinking of this, Wang Wanjun took out another funding report from the drawer, got up and left his office.

keep asking for money
Not for others, only for himself.

Wang Wanjun came to the deputy editor's office and knocked on the door.

Last week, he came every day, and today is the first day of this week. I don't know if Deputy Editor Zhou has made up his mind after a weekend.

"Come in."

Wang Wanjun took a deep breath, then opened the door and walked in.

"Editor Zhou, I'm here again." Wang Wanjun said with a smile.

As the old saying goes: Don't reach out and hit a smiling face.

Even if deputy editor-in-chief Zhou didn't approve, he wouldn't do anything to him.

"Here we come." Zhou Zhengliang was used to the other party's arrival, so he just glanced at him lightly, then lowered his head and continued to write, "Here to deliver the budget report again? Let's put it on the table."

Wang Wanjun came to the desk and put the budget report on it.

Zhou Zhengliang wrote for a while, but he didn't hear the door closing, so he slowly raised his head and found Wang Wanjun still standing opposite him, he couldn't help asking, "Why haven't you left yet?"

In the past, people would leave directly after delivering the report.

"Editor Zhou, when will the funding be approved? Everyone is waiting," Wang Wanjun said.

"Didn't I tell you, first focus on the quality of the program, decorate the studio, and talk about it later." Zhou Zhengliang took out the same old trick again.

Wang Wanjun thought to himself: What I'm waiting for is your words!

He hurriedly said: "Editor Zhou, you are right, the quality of the program is very important, so can you give me some program production funds first?"

Zhou Zhengliang was taken aback for a moment, routine, this is playing tricks with him.

"Doesn't your art program center have program funds? Do you still need to ask me?"

"The channel is going to be revised, and everyone is busy producing new programs. The quality of the programs this time is very high, so the production funds required are relatively high. The little money in our art program center is not enough." Wang Wanjun explained.

"Not enough? Director Wang, you have to be clear about one thing. The art program center is not a satellite TV program center, and the province saves money. Hasn't the work been handed over? Didn't you know how much the art channel earned last year?" Zhou Zhengliang asked.

In Beijing TV Station, except for the satellite TV channel, the investment in other channels is proportional to the income. For example, if the income is high this year, the investment in the next year will be high, and if the income is low this year, the investment in the next year will be reduced.

"Editor Zhou, I know, but isn't this a revised version? And I don't want my children to be left behind." Wang Wanjun said.

"Okay, how much do you want?" Zhou Zhengliang asked, if it's related to the show, then everything can still be discussed.

"6 million." Wang Wanjun thought for a while and said.

"Many, how much?" Zhou Zhengliang asked in surprise, his mouth was slurred.

"6 million!" Wang Wanjun repeated.

"You really dare to ask for it, hum!" Zhou Zhengliang snorted coldly.

"Editor Zhou, it's not that I dare to ask for it, it's that the people below need it. Deputy Director Xu just gave me two new program proposals, one of which has a production cost of 6 million yuan, not including the other program and the cultural program center. People’s programs, do you think there are too many?” Wang Wanjun pulled a backer, who wanted to die together and be scolded together.

"Deputy Director Xu? You mean Xu Jie?" Zhou Zhengliang asked.

"Yes, that's him!" Wang Wanjun gritted his teeth and said.

"Xiao Xu's programs are usually broadcast on satellite TV channels. Old Lu has a lot of money. How can our art program center compare? You hurry up and hand over the program plan to Lao Lu. Our art channel can't accommodate Xiao Xu's programs." Zhou Zhengliang said.

"Ah?" Wang Wanjun was stunned. He didn't expect Deputy Editor-in-Chief Zhou to have such a high opinion of Xu Jie.

"Except for Xu Jie, how much do other people spend on program production?" Zhou Zhengliang asked.

"Uh, there are tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, and millions." Wang Wanjun said indiscriminately, he didn't look at other people's program budgets.

"Hmph, the show is not doing very well, everyone's tone is not small, go back and tell your people, put more energy into the content, don't just think about money all day long!" Zhou Zhengliang said coldly.

Wang Wanjun looked embarrassed, it's over, he said the wrong thing.

This time, even the budget for the production of the program will not come out!

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(End of this chapter)