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Lin Haven's eyes rolled over and over, and he remembered, Sister Zhou, Luocheng, isn't it the woman who hit his foot at the capital airport, the one who was going to be dragged out and shot in our capital.

Zhou Wenxia!

It turns out that this is Sister Zhou with a bad temper, it seems that she is really a character in Los Angeles.

Lin Haven chuckled and turned sideways to let her pass.

Wicked +200 from Zhou Wenxia in Los Angeles.

Eyebrows jumped.

After she walked past the lobby column, Lin Haiwen entered the elevator, thought about it, and called Deputy Director Liu of Zhonghe Station, who was very interesting. At the beginning, he came to find Lin Haven for Host Zhao, and later Host Zhao was beaten into the cold palace by Gu Haiyan because he hooked up with insiders in the Spring Festival Gala crew, and he didn't hold a grudge against Lin Haven, and he was more enthusiastic, which is called a cow.

"Liu Tai. ”

"Lin Dong, I said that the magpie is calling today, and you dare to call over. ”

"Hahaha, that's when people are going to build nests and lay eggs, isn't it March? ”

“...... Lin Dong knows a lot. "Deputy Director Liu has also seen the hell, forcibly popularizing science.

"Don't joke, Liu Tai, I have something I want to ask you, Zhou Wenxia, this woman, have you heard of it, you should also participate in tomorrow's commendation meeting, not necessarily to be commended, it may be to watch the ceremony. Lin Haven thought that she must live here, it should be for tomorrow's commendation meeting, otherwise there is no need to embarrass Manager Tang.

At tomorrow's commendation meeting, there are behind-the-scenes personnel such as Lin Haiwen and Jia Lian, as well as the "Pretty Sunset" team, the "Spirit of the Sparrow" team, Tan Yunqiu and other categories of 123 excellence awards - this is the Chinese New Year's Eve, the first day of the new year, the second day of the first three days of the new year, the three days of online voting, plus phone calls, text messages and leadership meaning. Of course, there are also participating departments such as Zhonghe Station, Zhonghe Broadcasting Committee, and Zhonghe Daily.

In addition to the commendations, there were also a large number of people who watched the ceremony, most of them were from the four major groups, deputies to the National People's Congress, members of the conference and so on. Because the specifications are very high and the top leader personally commends them, there are many people who want to come out and appear, and Zhou Wenxia can get a place, which should indeed have a bit of energy.

"Zhou Wenxia, is she fat, about one meter six?"

"Well, almost. ”

"That's the manager of Hailong Mining's Zhonghe branch. ”

Ooh.

The relationship is not a junior, but a serious business leader, and it can't be said that these two identities are not contradictory.

"What's wrong? You met? She should be staying in your hotel too. Deputy Director Liu knows more: "Their branch is not in Los Angeles, it is in Yunyang, she should have come here to prepare for tomorrow's commendation meeting." ”

"That's it, okay, thank you Liu Tai. ”

"No, I'll see you tomorrow. ”

Hanging up the phone, Lin Haiwen felt a little interesting, Hailong Mining, isn't it the one that made Xiao Siyuan's teahouse owner friend's family suffer? Oh, Boss Tang, Boss Tang's village water source was destroyed by tailings.

What a coincidence.

Hailong Mining successfully raised shares and went public a year ago, and it is also a good scenery, this Manager Zhou, no wonder the posture is getting bigger and bigger.

Early the next morning, he picked up a few colorful cards in the crack of the door and threw them into the trash.

Originally, it was arranged for a car to pick him up, but Fu Cheng was also there, so he pushed it, and it is estimated that the people in the organization are also in a lawsuit, there are too many people, and there are many people who can be regarded as characters.

The whole commendation is relatively long, so it starts quite early, at 9 o'clock.

Lin Haven sat with Jia Lian.

"Second Master Lian, it's a good year. ”

Jia Lian's face is blessed, white and red, at first glance, people are in good spirits at happy events, this Spring Festival Gala can be said that in addition to Lin Haven, he is also in the industry, and the benefits are endless.

"Well, thanks to you. ”

"I said that I lost weight, it seems that I was blessed by you. ”

At 9 o'clock, one by one, the speeches, successes, and successes, all kinds of hats were put on, and they stayed up until 11 o'clock before the awards began.

However, the organizers have long known about this situation, and they have been prepared, with a round-table layout, more than a dozen plates of snacks and fruits on the table, and waiters wearing cotton cheongsams wandering around to add tea and pour water, anyway, until the distribution is finished.

"Yellow River Cantata-Defending the Yellow River" is one of the three first prizes in the song and dance category, and the other two, one is Lei Siyue's "Sing a Mountain Song to the Party", and the other is "The Spirit of the Sparrow", the former is not to mention, the latter is a song and dance program with the highest artistic beauty of the whole party, which has been unanimously appreciated by professionals and the people who eat melons.

Lin Haiwen and Tan Yunqiu took the stage to accept the award together.

This award is different from the Youth Art Competition, the big guy stands in a row, the medal certificate scarf, and the leader of Haicheng City gave it, and the host came over to say a word, go down.

What Lin Haiwen said was, "Wait a minute, Mr. Ma Wei will take half of it and leave." ”

Three groups of people went down from the backstage and had to go around in a circle.

"Do you know about the Chinese opera concert in New York?" Tan Yunqiu took the time to tell him, because she had to fly away directly later, and there was still work.

"You know this, what's wrong?"

"Are you participating?"

"Me?" Lin Haven was shocked: "I didn't plan to sing opera, and I won't either." ”

Tan Yunqiu didn't believe it at all: "There are a total of more than a dozen Chinese opera singers, as well as foreign ones, Domingo will attend, a very grand concert, organized by the Chinese International Cultural Exchange Association, the specifications are very high, but there are a few characteristics of our country, divided into old, middle and young, young tenors, I think of you when I think about it." I'm just telling you, and I guess the people from the association will find you. ”

The Association for Foreign Exchange, this sounds like just an association, but the president has always been the leader of the Ministry of Culture, a subordinate unit of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and they are appointed to point people, and the Writers' Association, Music Association, and Artists Association joined by Lin Haiwen are all under its baton.

This association belongs to the top organizers of official cultural events.

If he came to the door, Lin Haven really wouldn't have been able to push it off, of course, he didn't have to push it, otherwise there would be no need to go on stage to sing in the first place.

It's just a little bit pushed away, which makes him a little uncertain, which doesn't feel good.

"No, I've been on one. Let's talk about it. ”

"Cheng, I really want to work with you again. ”

"You're in the youth category too, huh?"

It may be that Lin Haiwen's expression was too surprised, and he was glared at fiercely by Tan Yunqiu.

She is in her thirties, of course, in the youth group, Wang Limei, who missed "I Love You Huaguo", is in the middle-aged group, and there is an old gentleman in his seventies, which is the elderly group.

"Oh oh oh no, I thought you were a kid. ”

"......" (To be continued.) )