"Is it Secretary Zhang?" The voice of Peng Ying, director of the Cultural Bureau, Zhang Qingyun's heart jumped, he knew that something big was coming.

Sure enough, before Zhang Qingyun could speak, Peng Ying on the other end of the phone said anxiously: "Secretary Zhang, come and help!" The Golden Shadow Company has taken the actors to the dressing room of the Red Star Hotel. ”

"So what do you want me to do? Help them with makeup? Zhang Qingyun said.

"Yes, yes! Oh no, no! The old man was a little confused, "It's the money on Jin Ying's side that suddenly asked to make up the fare, this is ...... This...... But how is it good? ”

"What? Carriage fares? Zhang Qingyun exclaimed: "Don't you have a contract?" ”

"Oops! This item was not written in the contract at the time, but now it is frozen, saying that the journey is tiring, and the actor will not go on stage without transportation expenses! You see that the county magistrate Wu was at the scene, and Director Wu of the Finance Bureau did not rush over in the county seat, which ...... What can I do? Peng Ying said hurriedly.

Zhang Qingyun took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and muttered for a while before saying, "How much do they want?" ”

"50,000 first-line stars, and 30,000 for the rest. 50,000 for the Flying Eagle Band, a total of 400,000. ”

Zhang Qingyun was stunned, the financial funds of the Citrus Festival were all pinched, and all the money that should be spent at this time was spent, where was there still 400,000 yuan to fill this hole?

"I see! Hold on and wait, I'll come right over! Zhang Qingyun hung up the phone, anxious all the way, and now he has no heart to curse the professional ethics of the entertainment industry.

This Golden Shadow Company is playing too much, at this time, everyone will be in the army, and now tens of thousands of people, provincial, municipal and county leaders are all here, waiting to see the idol in their hearts, this time there is actually such a moth, these guys are really ruthless enough.

It was nearly a mile from Yuequan Middle School to the Red Star Hotel, and Zhang Qingyun didn't call a taxi, and trotted all the way over. I was running and looking at my watch, and it was twelve o'clock, exactly two hours before the afternoon show.

Thinking about time, running at high speed in your head, where can you come up with a way at this time?

At the door of the hotel, Ma Jin, deputy director of the Cultural Affairs Bureau, greeted him early, and the two didn't say much, they both understood, and Ma Jin directly took Zhang Qingyun to the dressing room on the third floor. The two of them trotted all the way, and when they reached the bend of the stairs on the third floor, Ma Jin walked in front and bumped into a person head-on, and both of them "Ah! "A bang.

"You're in a hurry to die? You, how do you walk? A male voice shouted angrily.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I do have a hurry! Ma Jin hurriedly apologized, and at this time he only had the dressing room in his eyes.

"What's the big deal? This hellish place, a bun of dirt buns! Poor mountains and bad waters, no fart money, learn to engage in cultural ......" This guy nagged, his face was very ugly, and then shouted loudly: "Security, security!" Here's what's going on...... Dead security guard, where did it go? ”

Zhang Qingyun frowned, and looked at the person carefully, this person is about 30 years old, very handsome and tall, his face is a little familiar, he has seen it on TV, isn't he singing? I can't remember the name for a while.

Ma Jin also raised his head at this time, and when he saw the other party's face, his face changed greatly, and he said continuously: "Ouch, it's Mr. Xiaole, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" I really didn't mean to, I asked our leader to talk to Mr. Qian, you see...... This...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry! ”

Zhang Qingyun suddenly realized, it turned out that this guy was the lead singer of the Flying Eagle Band, who sang "Fly, Fly", a few years ago he was a little famous in China, but now it seems to be going downhill, but this temper and quality seem to be slipping faster.

"Horse Bureau, let's go! Say to them in charge! Zhang Qingyun said calmly.

"Hey! How can you speak? Do you want to leave when you hit someone? Who are you? This singer named Xiaole didn't buy it at all and shouted. At this time, two big men came up from the front room, and as soon as they came out, they shouted: "Who hit someone!" Who's going to hit someone! The momentum was violent, and he stepped forward to take Zhang Qingyun downstairs.

Zhang Qingyun's face changed, and he shouted downstairs, "Hey! Come two people! "The person who maintained law and order at the door happened to be the person from the Yuequan Police Station, and as soon as he heard Secretary Zhang's voice, he immediately kicked four or five heavily armed police officers. Today's major event, everyone is dressed more formally, and it is also a bit powerful to go upstairs together.

As soon as several people came up, they stood in front of Zhang Qingyun, they were Wang Yi's descendants, and they knew what the relationship between Wang Yi and Zhang Qingyun was. And they are all young people, and they are also hot, so they don't care who you are! If you dare to trouble Secretary Zhang, you will be targeted.

"What do you want? Is it a big deal to bump into it? What's more, others have already apologized to you, and there is an urgent matter, so it is convenient for you to be with others! Zhang Qingyun picked up the person in front of him and said lightly.

When that Xiaole saw this posture, he probably expected that Zhang Qingyun's identity was not ordinary, but his face did not show weakness. At this time, the door of the dressing room in front of him suddenly opened, and many people poured out of the door, and the leader was the fat man Ou yesterday, who shouted as soon as he went out:

"What's going on with you? How do you want to treat my actors? Do you still want to threaten us that we can't perform? ”

As soon as he spoke, he immediately messed up, Zhang Qingyun saw Han Kai and Peng Ying, and there were more than a dozen people behind the fat man. A few don't know each other, a few are the stars invited this time, and two women are still first-line stars.

At this time, they haven't put on makeup yet, and their plain clothes look pretty good, especially a singer named Ling Xuefei, who has recently become popular all over the country, from this point of view, except for the look on his face that is a little arrogant, his appearance is indeed very attractive.

Wearing a white dress with a round neck, revealing a slender neck, her hair is pulled up high, and her figure is very tall, even taller than the two men in front of her, and she really feels like she stands out from the crowd.

Han Kai and Peng Ying immediately came up to ask what was going on, and Ma Jin stammered and told him what had happened.

A middle-aged man walked out behind Ou Fatzi, wearing a pair of sunglasses and not seeing his eyes, with long hair and a ponytail tied behind him. The figure is slightly fat, with a Chinese face, and it looks very imposing.

He glanced at Zhang Qingyun, glanced at Ma Jin again, and said, "We don't need to talk about this, we want your people to apologize first!" The rest is more on that later! ”

As soon as he spoke, the scene immediately stiffened, Ma Jin's face had become the color of pig liver, he looked left and right, gritted his teeth and bowed to Xiaole, his body trembled a little, and it could be seen that his patience had reached the extreme!

The kid was very useful, with a playful smile on his face, and deliberately tilted his head and said, "The voice is too small, I didn't hear it!" Say it again! ”

Zhang Qingyun suddenly changed color and shouted: "Ma Bureau, come back!" Don't lose your identity! ”

All his eyes looked at him as he spoke, Zhang Qingyun smiled, looked at the man in sunglasses and said, "You are Mr. Qian!" Let's get down to business! ”

"You?" The man in sunglasses laughed contemptuously, "Who do you think you are?" I've seen a lot of mayors and governors, a small one! What qualifications do you have to talk to me! What else to talk about! No need to talk about it, all go back to the dressing room, everyone doesn't have to go on stage today, see you in court. ”

Saying that, he led a group of people, turned around and left, Han Kai and Peng Ying's faces changed greatly, and they followed behind and shouted, but they didn't give any face, and closed the door directly.

"Secretary Zhang! Xie ......" Ma Jin stepped forward, tears came out, and the muscles on his face twitched.

Zhang Qingyun waved his hand to stop his words, his body felt like it was being emptied, but he didn't expect things to be like this, he was a little helpless: "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

In the bathroom, he lit a cigarette and took a few puffs, Zhang Qingyun felt really uncomfortable in his heart, raised his hand to look at his watch, and after another 20 minutes, things had entered a dead end. Party officials, to be dignified, this is his bottom line!

After a long breath, suddenly there was a burning pain in his hand, and the cigarette burned out, and his hand was burned. He fumbled in his left and right pockets, and there was nothing long on him, no band-aids or anything like that, jacket pockets, huh? A hard thing, a card? His eyes lit up, isn't Wang Feng a media? And it's Jiangnan Media Group, what does it have to do with Jinying Agency? Can he help?

He hurriedly took out his card and dialed the other party's number...... "Ding!" Bite! As soon as Zhang Qingyun hung up the phone, someone knocked on the door, and before Zhang Qingyun could say anything, the other party pushed the door and came in, it was Han Kai.

"Secretary Zhang, for the sake of the overall situation, you should apologize to the guests! After all, everyone is a celebrity, and if you really want to boycott the show, this event will be smashed! Han Kai waited for a long time before he said softly.

Zhang Qingyun turned his head, his eyes were like electricity, staring straight at him. Today he was tired for a day, and he was a little suffocated, and his expression at this time was indeed a little scary! Han Kai was startled, and hurriedly took a few steps back before he stabilized his mind, and said in a hurry: "Secretary Zhang, you ...... Don't get me wrong, this is ...... Be...... What does County Magistrate Wu mean, Peng Bureau and I saw that things were at an impasse, and I asked County Magistrate Wu just now, he was accompanying the leader to lunch, and he would come over immediately. He also said that as long as this incident is successfully resolved, the county party committee and county government axe will definitely give you a notice and reward! ”

Zhang Qingyun didn't move, staring at Han Kai only felt that his scalp was a little numb, he actually didn't have much contact with Zhang Qingyun, but he had heard a lot of rumors about Zhang Qingyun, it was said that in Yongping, Wu Zhiqiang had to go around him, that must be a powerful character.

This guy can't be violent, right? Maybe! I was a little stimulated just now, what if I can't control my emotions, how can I be used as a dish? As soon as he thought of this, Han Kai retreated in his heart, the hero doesn't eat the loss in front of him, he flashes first and then says, anyway, if this thing can't be done, he can be pushed to this unlucky ghost and let him carry the black pot.

"What's wrong? Director Han, are you leaving? Where are you going? Zhang Qingyun's voice sounded, and the echo in the bathroom vibrated and sounded a little harsh.

"No, no. Secretary Zhang! I want you to ...... Be quiet, be quiet! Han Kai stammered, but his legs didn't dare to continue to move forward, he slowly turned his head, and it took a lot of effort to raise his head, but he didn't know that he was greeted by Zhang Qingyun's bright smiling face:

"Let's go! Isn't it an apology that a husband can bend and stretch? Citrus Festival is a major event in the county, and everyone has to make sacrifices for it, so what do I have to apologize for? Zhang Qingyun laughed, ignored Han Kai's doubts, and strode out the door.

(To be continued)