star king

Chapter 869
Ever since Su Tong sent out a microwave to release the big news that Liao Province Satellite TV's Spring Festival Gala would be broadcast live on the eve of the New Year's Eve, and Liao Province Satellite TV's official microwave also reposted and confirmed it, the leaders of Liao Province Satellite TV's station felt like they were on pins and needles.

Although confident, they struggled for a long time to make such a decision.

They knew two months ago that they could show their due courage and support Su Tong's decision, but when it came, they were still a little nervous, waiting for the higher-ups to question them.

Sure enough, within a day of forwarding the microwave, Director Hou Qiang, the number one leader of Liao Province Satellite TV, received a call from a leader.

"Taiwan Director Hou, are you crazy?" As soon as the leader got on the phone with Hou Qiang, he slammed his head and face, asking the teacher for the crime.

Of course Director Hou Qiang knew what was going on, but he still pretended to be confused and asked with a smile, "Mr. Liu, what happened, please call yourself?"

Old Liu was furious: "Hou Qiang, don't pretend to be crazy with me, did your station decide to broadcast the Spring Festival Gala live on the night of the New Year's Eve?"

Director Hou couldn't pretend to be confused anymore, what was supposed to come would always come, so he had to tell the truth: "Yes, Mr. Liu, that's right, you go to see the popularity of microwaves. In the past two months, there has always been one topic that has remained high. It’s just that netizens strongly demand that our satellite TV live broadcast our station’s Spring Festival Gala on New Year’s Eve. You may not know that the chief director of our satellite TV this year is very experienced in variety shows. Happy New Year's Eve at the Spring Festival Gala..."

Before Hou Qiang finished speaking, Mr. Liu unreasonably interrupted his words: "Mr. Hou, I don't care what your satellite TV's reasons are. You must not live broadcast your TV's Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve. Don't blame us for not reminding you, your Liao The Provincial Bureau of Radio, Film and Television is under our management. We don’t want your program rehearsal to pass the review. It’s just a matter of one sentence. So, don’t even think about live broadcasting your station’s Spring Festival Gala on the night of New Year’s Eve. Honestly broadcast, everyone Everyone is happy. Lao Hou, I am not talking about you, your Taiwan is too commercialized, and you have forgotten your original intention. We cannot be influenced by capital and controlled by capital."

Hou Qiang has a big head. Although he has confidence, it is best not to turn against each other. The future will be easy.

After all, each satellite TV belongs to the state, not a private TV station, even if it is a private TV station, it must always obey orders.

"Mr. Liu, we are not controlled by capital. Liao Provincial Satellite TV has never forgotten the party's leadership and command. We have been exporting news about the country's major events for the audience and the people, as well as entertainment and cultural exports to enrich the spiritual life of the people. National Construction Outline That is to say, the construction of material civilization and the construction of spiritual civilization have always been carried out with both hands, and both hands must be strong..." Hou Qiang spoke clearly, sounding extremely lofty and vigilant in his ideological consciousness, and never forgetting the teachings of the party.

Mr. Liu interrupted Hou Qiang again unreasonably, and said impatiently: "It's good to be enlightened. I don't want to hear any other reasons from your satellite TV. You must cancel the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve."

Director Hou was choked by Mr. Liu again and again, he didn't show face, and his face was a little ugly. He suppressed his smile and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Liu, the sponsor of the Spring Festival Gala of Liao Province Satellite TV is Jiangnan Textile. All Liao Province Satellite TV Spring Festival Gala Expenses and expenses Jiangnan Textile has already invested in, and the preparation process has lasted for more than a month or two. Jiangnan Textile is here for the live broadcast of Liao Province Satellite TV's [-]th Spring Festival Gala. Are you sure you want me to talk to Jiangnan Textile?"

Old Liu sneered: "Sponsors can also affect your live broadcast or recording, and affect which night you broadcast?"

After a pause, Mr. Liu began to turn his face: "Hou Qiang, I asked you to change the broadcast time of the TV Spring Festival Gala. There is no room for negotiation, otherwise none of you will pass the program review! Do you hear me?"

Director Hou smiled suddenly, and said casually: "Then Liao Province Satellite TV's Spring Festival Gala rehearsal, you come to review the program, but you can do whatever you want, so I won't accompany you. Goodbye!"

After finishing speaking, Hou Qiang hung up the phone.

Mr. Liu over there was stunned, a little unbelievable, Hou Qiang dared to hang up his phone?
Does it mean that Liao Province Satellite TV will continue to insist on live broadcasting their Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve?
he dare?

The program has been reviewed, but it's up to you?
Just too domineering!
After Mr. Liu came to his senses, he was almost so angry that Hou Qiang didn't want to mess with his boss who was so superior to his boss. Did Liao Satellite TV want to reorganize the leadership?

"Liao Province Satellite TV is really reversed, Hou Qiang dared to ride on my head to pee!" The meeting was held again, and Mr. Liu was furious and cursed at the meeting.

The members were all surprised and gaped.

Did Liao Satellite TV really refuse the order?
"Mr. Liu, what's going on?" The leader frowned slightly. This Liao Province Satellite TV is too defiant, and in Mr. Liu's view, it is even more heinous.

The other leaders and members also looked at Mr. Liu in surprise.

Whether it's Jiang Yuyi's lineage or Yang Feifei's lineage, it's very strange.

Mr. Liu blew his beard and stared, embellishing the content of his call with Hou Qiang.

"This Hou Qiang is too ignorant, doesn't he want to do it, isn't he afraid that the organization will revoke his position?"

"It turns out that there is such a director. No wonder Liao Satellite TV is so inflated."

"It's time for Liao Satellite TV to change the director."

"..."

People in Jiang Yuyi's line were filled with righteous indignation.

People in Yang Feifei's line were wondering what kind of medicine Hou Qiang, the director of Liao Province Satellite TV, had taken, and he didn't listen to the organization's orders.

"They just fell into the eyes of money. They used their capital to provide sponsors as their parents, and decided to live broadcast their Spring Festival Gala on New Year's Eve because of a sponsor." Old Liu was so angry that he couldn't swallow it. Well, which satellite TV director doesn't respect him very much, even if he is older than him, he has to be like a grandson in front of him.

But Hou Qiang's last words were too rude and irritating.

"The sponsor asked Liao Province Satellite TV's Spring Festival Gala to be broadcast live on New Year's Eve?"

Someone asked, feeling incredible, how could there be such a sponsor, and how could Liao Province Satellite TV dare to disobey because of this sponsor.

"What sponsor? Which private enterprise?" Someone asked curiously. Even if the country's largest company came to sponsor Liao Province Satellite TV, there was no reason to make this request, and Liao Province Satellite TV would not pay attention to the sponsor's request.

"It seems to be called Jiangnan or something textile." Old Liu sneered.

"Jiangnan Textile?"

Many people are at a loss. This company does not seem to be a big company, and many people have never heard of it.

"Does no one know the origin of this company?" The top leader didn't know about the company. He asked everyone, but no one knew, so he had to tell an employee, "Xiao Zhang, look it up, what is the origin of Jiangnan Textile Company."

(End of this chapter)