Chapter Seventy-Five: It's All About Money

Master Niu stepped forward and caressed Zhang Fan's work lovingly, as if he was touching a peerless treasure.

"I'm almost 80 years old, so give this to me as a gift for my 80th birthday. Master Niu turned his head to look at Zhang Fan, he really liked this painting and this poem. No amount of flowery rhetoric can describe the goodness of this poem.

"Niu Lao, what you said is wrong!" Before Zhang Fan could speak, a large circle of people below who were already itching were hula-la. Looking at the words on the table, all of them widened their eyes, "You are only seventy-seven this year, and you will only celebrate your eightieth birthday in three years." How can you ask for a congratulatory gift so early?"

The calligraphy association is basically full of old people, and there are a few old people who are only a few years behind Master Niu and quit on the spot. Whether it's a word or a word, it's an excellent quality. At this time, no one had the idea of respecting the old and loving the young, and they all wanted to take this painting into their pockets.

"Boy, I have a masterpiece of Dong Qichang at home, how about I give you this poem?"

"I have a masterpiece of Mi Fu, for you!"

"Don't listen to his nonsense, his Mi Fu's work is fake. ”

"Young man, you have such a high level of attainment at such a young age. Is there a master? If not, I'll be your master. ”

"Don't say anything, the young man doesn't have a girlfriend yet, right? My granddaughter is a top student of Yanda, and she is very beautiful. I'll introduce you!"

"Who did the young man learn calligraphy from?"

"This song is really amazing, and from now on, it is estimated that no one will be able to surpass this song. ”

"I want it!

“......”

A group of people gathered in front of Zhang Fan's works, and the faces and ears of the competition were red, and they did not give in to each other. Good things are right in front of you, and no one can let them go. All kinds of conditions are flying all over the sky.

The age difference between these people is not too big, and the generation is also about the same. Naturally, there will be no idea of giving in. After some disputes, Master Niu said that this word was Zhang Fan's work, and who he wanted to send should be his own decision.

Finally stopped arguing, and everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Fan, waiting for him to speak.

"Didn't you say that you came to the stage to compete today?" Zhang Fan smiled, "The game is not over yet, right?"

"It's better than a fart!" An old man with a somewhat impatient personality glared at the crowd in the audience, "Your word, as soon as your word comes out, who else dares to go on stage today to show ugliness?"

There is a big screen at the scene, and Zhang Fan's Qingyu case has been placed on the big screen before the camera, and everyone at the scene has seen Zhang Fan's words and words. No matter which aspect is already at the peak of this era, although there are hundreds of people on the scene, but no one dares to compete with Zhang Fan on stage again.

Just kidding, as soon as the words and phrases of this level come out, wouldn't it be a slap in the face if you go on stage again?

It doesn't matter if you don't go on stage, after all, so many people don't go on stage, and no one will pay attention to anyone. But if it really goes up, it will really become a background cloth, and it will become the object of everyone's jokes. Unless there are words and phrases that can surpass Zhang Fan's works. It's just that Wang Xizhi's calligraphy artistic conception is matched with the Qingyu case made by the gods of the ages, not to mention these people on the scene, how many people in China can pat their chests and say that they can win in thousands of years?

The scene was very quiet, and many people were embarrassed.

If someone of Master Niu's age made this kind of work, they would applaud loudly. But now that a young man has done this kind of miracle, how can they react? Many people are restless and want to leave as soon as possible. No one wants to be the backdrop for someone else's success.

"Then I'll win?" Zhang Fan raised his hand and touched his nose.

"Win!" Master Niu shouted, "Who is not convinced?"

There is really no one who is unconvinced, and even if they are unconvinced, they can't show it on the surface. Unless you are really sure that you can win, you can only slander in your heart.

After Master Niu glanced at it and found that no one had the will to go on stage anymore, he turned around and took down the words that he had originally used as a prize, put it away and handed it to Zhang Fan: "This is your prize!"

"Thank you. Zhang Fan accepted the prize and thanked him sincerely. Then he stretched out his hand and pointed to the blue jade case on the table, "Master Niu, this painting is regarded as a gift from me to you for your eightieth birthday, and I wish you a hundred years of life for the old man." ”

"Good, good, good!" Master Niu, whose eyes were narrowed with a smile, patted Zhang Fan's shoulder hard, "Young man, you are good!

The others on the stage could only watch with extremely envious eyes, and Master Niu carefully put away the work. I don't think we'll see you again in the future. This kind of good thing will be collected by anyone, and when it's okay, I don't want to take it out and look at it, let alone others.

"Young man, it's fate for us to meet on today's holiday. Let's go, I'll invite you to dinner. When everyone was still regretting, an old man with a flexible head couldn't wait to grab Zhang Fan's arm and wanted to invite Zhang Fan to dinner.

The old man's movements woke everyone at the scene. Yes, I can't see this work, but the person who wrote it is still there. As long as someone is there, how many works do you want? In an instant, Zhang Fan's side became lively, and everyone gathered around him to gossip, making Zhang Fan feel as if he was in a noisy and lively vegetable market.

Zhang Fan pulled out his arm without a trace. The old man in front of him is the person who said before that he wanted to be his master, and Master Niu said that Zhang Fan's words and words have reached the peak, and no one can be his master. This young old man still wants to take advantage of him. What's the difference between this and the leaders on the TV station?

glanced at the audience, and even the people in the audience were already eager to come up. Zhang Fan knew that he couldn't eat today's meal.

Wanyan declined everyone's persuasion and pursuit, and Zhang Fan, who was holding a large handful of business cards in his hand, finally succeeded in squeezing out of the banquet scene with Chen Guozhong under the siege and interception of everyone. After the elevator door finally closed, Zhang Fan breathed a long sigh of relief.

"I knew your calligraphy was good, but I didn't expect it to be so good. After getting out of the elevator, watching Zhang Fan casually throw a handful of business cards in his hand into the trash can on the side, Chen Guozhong sighed with some emotion, "Especially that poem, Qingyu case, is really amazing." If you were born a thousand years earlier, you will definitely be a master of calligraphy and a great poet through the ages. ”

"It's good right now. Zhang Fan smiled and turned the car key in his hand, "This era is much stronger than a thousand years ago." This is true in every way. In particular, there is no need to kneel down to someone other than your parents. This would not have been possible a thousand years ago. ”

The atmosphere and education of modern society determine that people's self-esteem and open-mindedness are far from being comparable to those of a thousand years ago. Zhang Fan said this vaguely, and he told Chen Guozhong that it was impossible for him to bow his head under the successive small actions in the stage.

"Xiao Zhang. Chen Guozhong paused and looked at Zhang Fan with a serious expression, "Tell me, have you made up your mind to leave?"

"Brother Chen. Zhang Fan looked solemn: "I called you brother, not because you are a producer, but because I was recruited by you for an interview." I remember this favor. I know very well what Taili means, and when I see that I am famous, I want to use my reputation in exchange for benefits for Taili. Dissatisfied with my previous contract and wanted to force me to back down. There is nothing wrong with this, but it should be discussed carefully, and the benefits that should be given should not be missing at all. Everything is done according to the contract. But what they did was simple and rude, trying to get me to give in under pressure. And then use me for nothing, do you think my character would agree to such a thing?"

"Alas~~~" Chen Guozhong sighed heavily.

The stage put his position too high, and looked at Zhang Fan too low. thought that Zhang Fan was an employee of Taili, and he had to dedicate himself unconditionally. What age is it, and you still have this kind of thought? Zhang Fan is not an employee who has no source of income without a job. People don't eat this set at all!

"If I'm not mistaken, are you still thinking about digging a pit in the station and waiting for them to jump?" After getting into the car, Chen Guozhong asked in a low voice. Zhang Fan is not the master who will secretly swallow it when he suffers a loss. The lull of this period of time certainly means a strong outburst that follows.

"Yes. In the face of Chen Guozhong, the person who single-handedly recruited himself into the stage, Zhang Fan did not hide it at all. Chen Guozhong's character, he still believes, "I'm waiting for the cross talk contest to start." ”

"Sure enough. Chen Guozhong sighed. He had guessed that Zhang Fan would make a fuss about the second issue of the cross talk competition, and sure enough, it was so.

The previous first phase of the cross talk contest was originally a dismal operation. But because of Zhang Fan's birth, this weekend prime-time show came back to life. Not only that, but the show has also received a lot of advertising sponsorship because of the huge increase in ratings. At the same time, Zhang Fan alone won the votes, which brought extremely huge profits to the TV station.

Originally, Zhang Fan's year-end bonus was to include the rewards of the cross talk competition. This is also a good thing when the contract was negotiated before. It's just that now it's obvious that Taili is unwilling to give Zhang Fan the slightest benefit, not to mention, and wants to continue to use him to earn more benefits for the upcoming second cross talk competition.

Chen Guozhong really wanted to slap the table and point at the noses of those leaders and scold, have your heads been kicked by a donkey or trampled by a chicken? Just find an excuse to deduct people's bonuses, and ask them to continue to make money and work for you as cattle and horses. Is this crazy or is it a long-term labor that you thought you were a hundred years ago? You can do whatever you want, who do you think you are?

"In the end, it's because of the money. Chen Guozhong completely understood now, and the real reason behind this matter is ultimately because of interests.

"That's right. Zhang Fan smiled and nodded, but his smile was a little cold.

When the contract is signed, there are clear terms, and Zhang Fan will have additional shares and rewards when he participates in the second cross talk competition. This includes advertising revenue and vote revenue. At that time, in order to prevent Zhang Fan from being snatched away by other TV stations, Imperial Capital TV had to pinch his nose and agree. It's just that now they want to regret it.