Rebirth 2002: Chic Life

Chapter 560 Victory Without Fighting
"No one can protect a house full of gold and jade. If you are rich and proud, you will suffer the consequences. What a reasonable sentence. This person will fall into trouble if he doesn't know how much he weighs..."

"Hahaha, Lao Li, what you say is always reasonable."

"I don't know how high the sky is, but the person who crosses the river, demolishes the bridge, unloads the mill and kills the donkey is unlucky. This is all karma."

Several old men with gray beards, wearing old men's shirts and Niu Yun's same cloth shoes, appeared leisurely while holding teapots and spinning iron balls.

Yao Peiqian curled his lips and said, "Damn, it was like reciting a closing poem and he even said two lines first."

"Tao Te Ching, they are all cultural people." Wu Dong turned around and looked over.

"Looking for old guys with a sense of presence, just ignore them and the price will drop."

"Know him? Are you an old-timer in the cross talk world?"

Chen Weiya laughed and said: "Old artists who have never had any works in their lives don't know what the station leaders did wrong. They said they were invited to come and take a look."

Wu Dong said calmly: "Supervisor?"

"It's okay. They just give their opinions. The decision-making power is still yours."

Tao Qiang stood up helplessly, "Director Wu, let me introduce you. These are all seniors in our station, Mr. Yao, Mr. Qian, Mr. Li..."

Several people curled their lips and looked like the two elders Xuanming and Ming who had just appeared in "Eternal Dragon Sword", arrogant and looking at people through their nostrils.

Wu Dong stood up with a smile and shook hands with these old men one by one, "Mr. Yao, Mr. Qian, Mr. Li..."

……

Wu Dong's posture was very low.

Not only are there many people who are shameless, but they also want to dig in the face. His low profile may be considered weak and can be bullied by the other party.

Wu Dong also felt that he should go up to a few big guys, and then he grabbed their neck collars and shouted, "Old Deng, where are you guys fooling around? Don't you know this is my territory?"

……

This is the rehearsal hall of CCTV. There are hundreds of staff and waiting actors on site, as well as seven or eight cameras. I don’t know whether they are on or not.

The environment restrained Wu Dong and also prevented several old men from acting arbitrarily. It was okay to say some harsh words or show off his seniority. Wu Dong took the initiative to shake hands and they did not dare to start a fight.

"Director Wu is really young and promising, hahaha." The leader, known as Yao Lao, said seemingly polite words and patted Wu Dong's shoulder with his hand.

Chen Weiya was stunned. (Damn it, you really think of yourself as a person. Who the hell knows who you are when you pat Wu Dong on the shoulder carelessly...)
"At your age, we were still serving tea and water on the counter." Another old man said contemptuously.

It sounds like flattery, but when matched with his expression, it's sarcasm.

The first two times Wu Dong came here, he was always polite to everyone, never put on airs or lectured anyone.

The staff were dissatisfied when they heard them talking non-stop, holding guns and sticks, (haven't you spent your whole life doing miscellaneous work for the leader?)
"Compared to you, us old guys are as old as dogs."

Wu Dong laughed, "You are right!"

"Poof!" "Hahaha~"

The old men were stunned, and Wu Dong gestured with his left hand, "Please sit down, we'll start right away."

Damn it, what did he say? We were just being polite and he agreed!

A few old men were confused. Let's get angry. If you don't get angry, the people next to you will be laughing.

But Wu Dong didn't seem to realize the problem at all, "Old Zhou, let's start..."
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"Director, some of the senior people invited by Director Lu have already gone to the rehearsal hall."

"Is there any conflict between Wu Dong and them?"

"I haven't heard of it. It is said that Director Wu is quite polite to them."

"Okay, you go."

"Yes."

"Hey, come back and look for that Tudou video for me. I'll see what the criticized short skit looks like. It's hilarious just listening to their scolding. I haven't seen it yet."

"Kakakaka...pfft...ok, I'll help you."

The female secretary in a skirt turned back and suddenly smiled for no reason...

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sky began to snow again, and long queues formed on the main roads in Yanjing.

Several little girls who were backup dancers were sitting cross-legged in the aisle of the studio, "Hey, no one at this TV station is off work."

"Of course you can get off work normally if you have nothing to do. If you have a program, you have to stay here." "Don't talk about getting off work. When will the lunch box come? I'm starving to death."

"Which show is it now?"

The little girl pursed her lips, "Over there, Thousand-Armed Guanyin."

"Huh??? This is not even one fifth!"

"Isn't that right? Those old guys today are like crazy. They even said that my flesh and safety pants were too pornographic."

"Hehehe, those guys don't look good at first glance. Just showing their thighs makes them pornographic. They may not be some kind of perverts behind the scenes."

"What the hell are they doing?"

"I heard that he is an old artist who helps Director Wu."

"Help? Just them! They're not even worthy of carrying Director Wu's shoes."

"Hey, there seems to be a lot of talk about Director Wu on the Internet. They say that he kills donkeys by killing mills, that he burns bridges by crossing rivers, and some people say that he stabs men in water tanks and gambles with some skeletons. Not only did he lose his life Control of the media still owes a lot of money.”

"This is all news from Semir. People from Su Wei have already revealed that Zhang Bin was kicked out of the TV station for embezzling public funds. Director Wu is his great benefactor..."

"Isn't that what the news on the Internet is like? You can't verify it. The father-in-law is right and the mother-in-law is right. Just watch it for fun."

"I don't know about the betting, but experts say that Director Wu's short video is a waste of talent. I don't think so. I have watched the three episodes of the short drama three times in the past two days. Hahaha, I laugh when I think about it. die."

A little girl put on sunglasses and said, "Let all those who discriminate against me die!"

"Hahaha...death light, death light, light..."

"Hey, tell me, Director Wu himself is the producer of "The Voice". Isn't he just slapping himself in the face by making such a mockery of the talent show?"
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Come in "papapapa".

"Mr. Tong, today's data is out."

Tong Xiaorong smiled and looked at the little girl who walked in. Isn't this the same person she was two years ago, pure and enthusiastic but a little impulsive.

Tong Xiaorong pointed to the computer, "What year is it? I'm still waiting for your report. Isn't all this data in the system?"

Li Meng stuck out his tongue and said, "Hey, I don't have the highest authority like you. I can only read the daily intranet reports."

"Mr. Tong, do you think it's strange or not? Experts scolded Mr. Wu's short video for being like that, but it has millions of views every day. Today, "The Strongest Draft King" was played 3730344 times in a single day! Our registered users It has exceeded 800 million."

"Registered users are useless. What we need are active users and more and more video providers."

"By the way, some users have done a review and editing of Super Good Voice. Some scenes are quite..., let's ask backstage."

"Well, you don't care if he beats himself or not, as long as everyone wants to watch it we will broadcast it!"

Li Meng's big eyes flickered in confusion, "Okay, then I'll go."

Tong Xiaorong stood there incomprehensibly, saying in her heart, you don't understand, I still don't understand, but if Mr. Wu says it's no problem, then it's no problem!

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It was already ten o'clock in the evening. Wu Dong said to Tao Qiang: "It's snowing heavily outside. Why don't we tell everyone that we will wait until tomorrow for the next three programs."

"Okay." Tao Qiang, who is also in his 50s, said, "Xiao Lin, let me know that the three programs will continue at 1 o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

……

"Huh??? We have to come back tomorrow, so we didn't wait in vain this afternoon."

"Then what should we do? It's not Director Wu's fault for this. You all saw those old guys chattering all the time."

"MLGB"

"Mother Thurrey!"

"日@#￥%235"

"Fairy Banban..."

As a matter of fact, these old guys are sitting on pins and needles.

　Carvin is a bit powerful these days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)