Chapter 115 Emergency Board Meeting

At 9 p.m. on Friday, the Jiangdong Municipal Party Committee building was still brightly lit. It is an old building from the 1980s, gray on the outside, but also thick and magnificent. This is the center of power in Koto City.

The structure of officialdom in China is different from that of the mainstream in the world, and it is divided into two sets of bodies, the municipal party committee and the municipal government. Under normal circumstances, the two sets of teams will not be very harmonious, and there will be some restrictions and frictions.

In a small conference room on the fourth floor of the Municipal Party Committee Building, the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and the Minister of Propaganda in charge of the propaganda entrance sat in the main seat, looking at his circle of seven or eight subordinates. Everyone is having a headache about "Pancake Blues". The atmosphere of the meeting was dreary, and everyone was thinking about their own business.

"Listen to it again?" said the propaganda minister.

The secretary's finger clicks on the phone and the video starts playing. A few people listened to the song without words.

Once the speech on the Internet has gained momentum, it is difficult to stop. A public opinion analysis has long been done, and many negative comments have been excerpted, all of which point to the urban management of Jiangdong City. Jiangdong, Chengguan.

There is no mention of Jiangdong in people's songs.

"There's news from the Internet company. An assistant turned the notebook to the leader, and there was an email on the screen. "They said that they were aware of the situation and that they were taking it seriously and were ready to start investigating. But there was no response to our request to block the video. ”

“……”

This is to be expected. Jiangdong City has little influence on companies as far away as Yanjing. It is not good to interfere with the distribution of video and music through other forces, which will make the propaganda minister very incompetent.

Moreover, now that "Pancake Blues" is in a mess, if it is forcibly intervened, it will definitely cause a backlash from netizens, and maybe it will cause a new round of crisis. It's harder.

The propaganda minister seemed to be at a loss, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He is a deputy provincial cadre, and there are too many things to worry about. However, in any case, this meeting must have a specific plan for dealing with it, and then report it to the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee for discussion.

"Knock knock. ”

The door of the conference room opened, and three men walked in, namely the secretary, the mayor, and the secretary general of the municipal party committee, all smiling. The propaganda minister was a little surprised, and hurriedly got up to give up his seat.

"What about working overtime on weekends? The secretary sat down and said. In the conference room, someone had already taken tea tubes and teacups and poured water for the three high-ranking officials.

It was a meeting of the Propaganda Department, and because there were four members of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee, the lineup became quite luxurious, and the atmosphere was much warmer. After chatting for a while, the mayor spoke.

"This pancake song, on the surface, is very nice and touching, and there is nothing wrong with it. But in essence, it is a vicious attack on our municipal work, and I hope that everyone can recognize its nature and not be deceived. These current singers are grandiose and use any tricks in order to become famous. ”

"Hmm. ”

This song has had a very bad impact on society and among the masses, and has also caused a great loss to the image of our city. ”

The secretary also sighed: "That's right." ”

"So this singer must be completely banned. This company should also be well checked. The mayor cleared his throat and added. "Our urban management department in Jiangdong City is the best in the whole of China, very civilized, not at all like what is said on the Internet. ”

The Propaganda Department is responsible to the municipal party committee and is not within the power of the mayor. But when he said this, it was very much in line with the mind of the propaganda minister. The minister also nodded and said, "Let this singer publicly apologize and review!"

The mayor shook his head and said, "Apologize? Apologize can make up for our losses? It's so unbelievable, our city spent 50 million yuan this year to shoot a series of promotional videos for the city's image, such a broken song, all ruined!"

At the end of the meeting, there were two conclusions. First, we must make every effort to reverse the passive situation, publicize the excellent deeds of urban management, connect with the masses, save the image, and not let other cities across the country see jokes. The second is that this singer and nameless tavern company must be put in order.

On Saturday afternoon, a female reporter in her 40s came to Zheng Fatzi's Maple Leaf Bar. She wears gold-rimmed glasses and has a scholarly temperament. After some introduction, she explained her intentions.

"Our newspaper has received a clue that there is a lot of illegal behavior in the nameless tavern next door, can you help provide the situation?"

"Wrongdoing, what's wrong with them?"

After listening to the female reporter's words, Zheng Fatzi was a little excited. Fang Yan was singing next door, and his Maple Leaf Bar had a bad business and was in a moribund state. If the Nameless Tavern closes down, he can get a lot of benefits.

"You came too timely! I have long felt that there is a problem next door, this boss Brother Liu, no...... Lao Liu, he's bad. It's always sneaky. ”

"Oh? The female reporter nodded and took out a small notebook.

"He had a brain in his head, he never cared about the tavern business, he didn't recruit people, he always went out to drink with his friends. ”

"Anything else?"

"Well, it doesn't seem like much. Lao Liu is quite good. ”

"......" The female reporter was stunned, thought for a while, and asked again: "The wizard on the Internet, I heard that he also sings in the nameless tavern, right?"

"Yes, yes. This wizard is even worse. ”

"Have you seen him, how bad the law. ”

Zheng Fatzi slapped his thigh, and there was a ripple on his thick arm, and he said: "Of course I have seen it! I have seen him several times a week, this person is good-looking, good at singing, and very good at playing the guitar......

"Oh. ”

"Actually, he's a pretty good guy. ”

"Did he break the law?"

"Illegal?"

The female reporter drew a long line in her ballpoint notebook, and she said, "For example, fighting, drinking, drug abuse, molesting women, etc."

“…… Forehead. ”

"You say, don't have any worries. Don't worry about retaliation. ”

“……”

Zheng Fatzi's eyes changed when he looked at the female reporter. He has a grudge against Lao Liu and Fang Yan, just because of business. But such a seductive question by the female reporter caused him to instinctively resent it. He rubbed his face with his two fat hands, then opened his eyes and let out a sigh.

"I don't know any of that. Who are you listening to?"

The smile on the female reporter's face was gone. She took a pen and clicked on the interview book, and said, "Okay, one last question for you." This wizard, what's his real name?"

Zheng Fatzi leaned back in the chair and said, "Ouch, then I don't know." ”

The female reporter went to another tavern, and Boss Zheng hurriedly went out and ran to the nameless tavern to report the news to Lao Liu. As soon as I pushed the door, I saw a group of people standing inside: people from all walks of life from industry and commerce, taxation, public security, and health had all arrived, pointing and pointing in the tavern to find out the problems of the tavern.

It's a pity that the Nameless Tavern is an unassailable place. After checking for a long time, the people in the health department were full of praise. In the end, the public security department stepped forward and asked the nameless tavern to close down for rectification. The basis for this is that a large billboard has been erected at the entrance without authorization.

Lao Liu is the legal representative of the "Nameless Tavern" cultural company. Fang Yan's company had just been established and had no handle at all, so the government targeted the tavern.

"If the business is closed, the business will be closed, and I don't want to do it for a long time. Xiaomu, bring me a glass of Solo. Lao Liu took the ticket and said nonchalantly.

"Okay. ”

As soon as the public security officers left, Lao Liu was immediately deflated, and he stood tremblingly by the window, wanting to cry without tears. He sent a message in the WeChat group of the nameless tavern, reporting the bad news, saying: "There are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and I am going to die." ”

"What's going on. Channing asked.

Channing thought about the company that there would be some setbacks, smears from competitors, unpopularity of music, broken financial chains, and so on. I really can't imagine that the company has just been established, and the first single "Pancake Blues" has angered the government, a big trouble.

The blow was so rapid, and the way and angle of the blow were so unbelievable.

The closure of the nameless tavern for rectification is just a small warning. An even more terrible blow is yet to come. Qian Ning immediately made a decision and convened the company's first interim meeting of the board of directors to discuss countermeasures.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, five members of the board of directors, Fang Yan, Yuan Yuan, Qin Yun, Lao Liu, and Qian Ning, sat behind the desk on the second floor of the nameless tavern, facing the computer camera. On the screen, there are also 2 video windows, which are Ma Shengguang who is far away and Cao Weiran, CEO of Tomato Sauce.

"Teacher Ma, can you hear me?" asked Lao Cao respectfully.

"Clear, clear, audible. Hello young man!" the old man waved his hand, his big head was bright in the light, his little black eyes were shining, and his face was full of smiles. He was curious about this kind of video chat.

Lad. Cao Weiran is 47 years old, but he has a sense of happiness. It's like a dream to be able to video with the classical gods in a chat group. The board of directors did not participate in vain.

Lao Cao looked at the other people in the video. It's a little bit of a fun little board.

Fang Yan's face was calm, and he was not affected.

Beside him sat a girl with braids and glasses, although she looked good, she looked ignorant, and opened her mouth slightly, as if she was in a daze.

Sitting on the other side was a short-haired girl with dark eyes shining with a striking brilliance. That's what she did. She is the CEO. Being a CEO at such a young age?

Next to him was a thin middle-aged man with a sad face, and he couldn't help sighing. He was the only one who took the hit.

On the far side is a slightly chubby middle-aged man, with a bookish and angry face, slow and methodical, occasionally patting Lao Liu's shoulder.

Old man Ma was still in a state of greeting, and said, "You all have dinner, right?"

The great god asked, and everyone nodded and said that they had eaten.

“……”

"The general situation is understood. Lao Cao said. In his eyes, this is not too big a problem, but it is a bit tricky. "Pancake Blues" upset the government, and it wasn't just coaxing. "This is a crisis for the government, and it is a crisis for you. If you don't handle it well, Xiaoyan, it will be very bad for your future development. ”

"I know. ”

"What do you think?"

Fang Yan shook his head.

Uncle Qin Yun opened his mouth and said: "The government's response to this matter is very bad, they directly investigated and dealt with the tavern, intensified the conflict, and left no room for maneuvering. It's too tough. ”

Lao Liu muttered: "As an official, can you afford to provoke it?"

"Hey, hey, hey. Old man Ma smiled.

After chatting for a long time, Cao Weiran suddenly asked Fang Yan: "Before the release of this song, did you think about its impact and consequences?

"Nope. Fang Yan said. Not only did he not expect it, but no one in the company thought about it.

Lao Cao nodded, smiled again and said, "I also have some friends in Jiangdong City, I will ask someone to inquire tomorrow to see what the leader in charge thinks." This kind of thing, just dredge it secretly. ”

Old man Ma sighed.

Fang Yan was a little moved. Cao Weiran agreed to be an independent director, did not receive any symbolic salary, and was willing to help in addition to his busy work, which is very interesting. He said, "Thank you, Mr. Cao. ”

"Actually, it was a misunderstanding. You didn't say Jiangdong by name in this song, right? The misunderstanding is solved, maybe you can still have a good relationship with the person in charge, and turn a bad thing into a good thing. But in the future, you should also be careful not to provoke the head snake. ”

"Hmm. ”

"No, I don't have to. Qian Ning suddenly spoke, his voice cold.

"What?"

"I said no. Not necessarily. We didn't do anything wrong. What is the chengguan like, don't they know it themselves?" there was a hint of disdain in Qian Ning's voice.

"You ......"

Cao Weiran was furious in an instant, and a stream of hot air rushed to the top of his head, rampage. This little girl claims to be the CEO, and she doesn't understand the simplest truth. Why did Fang Yan find such a person? Just because she was good-looking?

In China, or anywhere else in the world, maintaining good relations with the government is a must. It's about doing business, you have to solve problems, not mess around. With such a CEO, it would be unreasonable for the company not to die.

"Hehehe. Old man Ma listened to Qian Ning's words, and his smile became even stronger.

Qian Ning wanted to say more, but saw Wang Yu running upstairs and standing at the top of the stairs, looking at everyone.

"I ......"

Lao Liu waved his hand weakly and said, "Wang Yu, we have a meeting here, and we'll talk about it later." ”

Wang Yu pointed out the window and said, "Lao Liu, go and take a look, there are people outside." ”

"The signs that are closed are all hung up. We are not open. ”

"It's not!"

"What's wrong?"

Wang Yu stepped forward and walked a few steps, grabbed Lao Liu, carried him to the window like a chicken, and said, "Look at it, they light candles and put flowers at the door, and some people stuff money through the cracks in the door, and the stuff is 100 yuan......"

“……”

Everyone followed to the window. Outside the window is a bustling bar street at night. Outside the hut of the Nameless Tavern, almost 200 people had gathered, scattered and scattered. The grass is filled with tiny candles, dotted in the dark. Although the flames were faint, they lit up the night like a starry sky that enveloped the world.

Yuan Yuan craned her neck, looked at people's quiet faces in the firelight, and asked, "What are they doing?"

"I don't know. ”

"I guess I saw the news that the tavern was closed for rectification. Channing said.

In the open space downstairs, another boy held a large bouquet of white flowers, walked over with his head down, and silently placed the flowers in front of the billboard.

The surging blood was slamming into Lao Liu's chest, and the grievances and grievances of the afternoon had long since disappeared, and he was a little out of breath. The board of directors can't go on. He opened the window and shouted to the people downstairs, "Idiots, what candles are you lit! We haven't ...... yet We're alive and well!"