The Midfield Master

Inside the Zhejiang Satellite TV station, Wang Bosen sat with the high-level staff of the TV station, and everyone had a serious look on their faces.

"Wang Bosen, the director of the station gave you this column, that is to fully trust you. Why did you not make preparations?"

Wang Bosen glanced lightly at the person who questioned him, the supervisor of Zhejiang Satellite TV's TV planning program. He was in the same position as him, but the work abilities of the two were far apart.

Wang Bosen took this position by virtue of his own ability, and that person did become the director of the TV station because of some relatives with the director. Although he has a little ability, he is far from Wang Bosen.

"There is no place for you to speak here." Wang Bosen said coldly: "You don't want to deal with your mess, come over and talk to me. The Who We Are the Kings show hasn’t started yet, so you’re making trouble like that. You came to teach during the live broadcast, wouldn't that ruin the show?"

"You? Wang Baisen, don't forget that you are the same as me now." The supervisor who was coldly said by Wang Baisen turned into pig liver, and he said sharply: "Every time I believe it or not, I can throw you out at any time. Zhejiang Satellite TV."

"Throw me out?" Wang Bosen said with a smile: "How much do you have, everyone in this room should be aware of it? Even a small reality TV show can't be handled well. If Zhejiang Satellite TV is all like you People, I think Zhejiang Satellite TV will be kicked out of the mainstream TV stations from now on?"

"Wang Baisen, you won't find it dead!"

"He Xu, pay attention to how you speak. Now Wang Bosen is still one of the directors of Zhejiang Satellite TV. If you continue to behave like this, I will report the matter to the director."

A middle-aged man with a face with Chinese characters said in a deep voice.

Zhang Cun, one of the three directors of Zhejiang Satellite TV, is different from Wang Bosen. Wang Bosen became the director of Zhejiang Satellite TV by planning a series of reality shows, and Zhang Cun relied on his superb TV series. Zhejiang Satellite TV became the director.

Almost every year the popular TV series come from him.

Among the three directors of Zhejiang Satellite TV, He Xu is the only one who has no abilities.

Although Wang Baisen and Zhang Cun are not tolerant of water and fire in normal times, they still faintly sympathize with each other.

"Zhang Cun, it seems that who is the king of the ball? The preparation of this show has nothing to do with you, right? I am the person in charge of connecting with Wang Bosen. Since he has not done his job well, then I stand up and say nothing. What's the problem?" He Xu counterattacked: "It is less than two hours before the live broadcast of the first episode of the program starts. But we did not even see the guests who participated in the program. Here. Everyone knows that the ratings of the first issue of a new program will affect the subsequent situation. If the first issue is not done well, our program will be deemed to have died. At that time, whoever of you can bear this responsibility. "

Wang Bosen took a deep breath. So far, there has been no news of other Chinese Super League players coming over.

Chi Zhonggen and Zhang Linpeng did not notify either.

what happened?

Could it be that something went wrong inside the Football Association?

Wang Baisen said with a sullen face: "My Wang Baisen does not need you to give pointers, you only need to make your preparations. If there are other business trips, I can apply for resignation."

Resign?

Wang Bosen shocked all the staff present here. You must know that the supervisor is already the highest position in the TV station. There is only one more qualified TV station director above the three of them. Once the director retires, the next term will be too long. Will be selected from among the three of them.

For a TV show, Wang Bosen actually said that he applied for resignation.

"Hahahahaha! Wang Bosen, you really have the courage to leave Zhejiang Satellite TV, resign?" He Xu laughed and said, "I really don't believe that you have such a courage to leave Zhejiang Satellite TV. Without attending the guests, I can't reach it. When you arrive at the ratings set by the director, let me know when you leave. After all, we are still colleagues."

"He Xu, you!"

"I'm just reminding Wang Bosen. This show is a football reality show jointly created by our Zhejiang Satellite TV and the Chinese Super League. Once something goes wrong, let alone Wang Bosen, our entire Zhejiang Satellite TV station will Become the laughing stock of the same class."

Everyone fell silent, and Zhang Cun and other employees who had helped Wang Baisen before also closed their mouths.

Although He Xu said too much, he was not wrong. The Football Association of the Chinese Super League chose to join forces with Zhejiang Satellite TV instead of other TV stations. It is precisely because of the strength of Zhejiang Satellite TV. But if this time, who It is the king of the ball. If there is any problem with the program, many investors will tend to other TV stations with resources at their disposal.

Other TV stations will also despise Zhejiang Satellite TV.

Do you say that you are free to create a new TV show, or do you use that kind of live broadcast?

What art is bold.

"He Xu, I said that if there is any problem in this live broadcast, Wang Baisen will bear it. I leave Zhejiang Satellite TV and you can splash all the dirty water on me."

"To put it lightly, you Wang Baisen already saved enough money to go home to live. If something goes wrong during the live broadcast, you can just pat your **** and leave. As for the other staff, you must not stay to wipe your butt. They all have the old and the young."

Wang Bosen gritted his teeth and said, "He Xu, what do you want to do?"

He Xu smiled and said, "I heard that you have a house in the city?"

"so what?"

"Why don't you make a bet with me?"

"Bet? What to bet?"

"Who is the king of the ball to achieve the expected effect, I, He Xu, resigned and left the TV station automatically. If the effect is not achieved, I hope you Wang Baisen can compensate for the economic losses of other people."

"Too small." Wang Bosen said with a sneer: "Since you want to play, then I will play with you. If I lose, I will sell the house in the city center to everyone. If you lose, you will not only resign, but also You also want to mortgage your house in this city to me."

"Yes!" He Xu seemed to be ready a long time ago. He took out his pen and ink and wrote down an agreement, handed it to the Minister of Foreign Affairs next to him, and said with a smile: "It's time for you to sign. Wang Bosen, Are you scared?"

"Ha ha!"