Regarding Wang Xie's throwing the pot to his father, Sun Fei didn't admit it.

So he corrected seriously: "Although I don't deny that many programs and singers from other companies may be here for the name of your new lyric father, but these things within the company have nothing to do with whether you are promoted or not, it's just that you have been in a promotion competition recently, so I just haven't notified you for the time being."

Wang Xie spread his hands: "What's the difference."

Sun Fei opened his mouth and simply said goodbye: "I don't have anything else to do for the time being, so you can get busy first."

"Ah, wait."

Wang Xie stopped Sun Fei, who was about to leave: "After work in a while, let's go to the Xie family banquet for dinner."

Sun Fei nodded, "Got it."

Sun Fei didn't even need to ask to know what to do.

After Wang Xie was promoted, there were many congratulations from others.

And whether Wang Xie likes it or not, it stands to reason that he has to treat him.

On the one hand, it can be regarded as congratulating himself on his promotion to the father, and on the other hand, it can be regarded as thanking these people who care about him.

So when he received a congratulatory call, he still sent an invitation to these people according to the local customs.

Naturally, friends and colleagues who were invited were full of promises.

And Wang Xie said that the time for a treat is 6 o'clock this afternoon.

6 p.m.

By the time Wang Xie arrived at the Xie family banquet with Sun Fei, Xie Huanhuan was already waiting at the door.

Watching Wang Xie get out of the car, Xie Huanhuan greeted him.

Kissing Xie Huanhuan gently, Wang Xie smiled and said, "How are you preparing? Is Qin'er here?"

Xie Huanhuan also held Wang Xie's hand, and replied with a smile as he walked in, "Sister Qin'er said that she came late, but the demons have already arrived."

Wang Xie nodded: "What is the number of boxes?"

Xie Huanhuan continued to speak: "The No. 2 and No. 3 boxes of the Dizi, and the No. 2 box of the Tianzi."

Wang Xie froze: "Why do you open so many boxes?"

Xie Huanhuan pursed his lips and smiled: "But the name you told me requires so many boxes."

Wang Xie scratched his head: "I remember that the box can seat more than 20 people."

Xie Huanhuan nodded and smiled, "Yes, it can seat 20 people, but it is estimated that about 50 people will come today."

[In view of the general environment,

Wang Xie was heartbroken: "I finally invited a second guest, this group of goods actually came to eat a big family, and I will pick up the cheap ones later."

Xie Huanhuan smiled and didn't speak, she was not willing to lose face for Wang Xie.

When Wang Xie arrived, he found that many people had actually arrived.

Wang Xie went to say hello one by one first.

It was only when he said hello that Wang Xie found out that Xie Huanhuan even arranged the seats clearly.

The No. 2 box in Tianzi District was filled with Wang Xie's good friends and leaders.

For example, Liu Qin'er, Zhao Ji, Nan Jiayu, Wan Feng, He Zhao, Chu Wenzhong, Zhang Yi, Xu Jing, Li Chengle, Shao Shengnan, Li Xiaofeng, and even Li Zhongge, the chairman of Starlight, who just returned to Jidu in the afternoon, is also there.

The second box in the Dizi District is full of kings and queens, as well as well-known musicians.

For example, Shu Huixian, Tu Shushu, Liu Guanhua, Dongfang Quan, Zhou Zhuangshi, Xue Xinyu, Tai Shulan, Nalan Fei, Gu Jun, He Ya, these people.

and the No. 3 box in the Dizi District are other singers and musicians, these are Wang Xie's old acquaintances.

For example, Zhang Ze, Yin Yao, Jiang Zong, Wang Li, Zhang Yida, Ling Mingda, Sun Fei, these people.

Li Muzi also sat in this box.

She was supposed to be sitting in the No. 2 box, but she didn't go.

In her words, the group of them are all Mr. Wang Xie's people, so they just sit together and make it more lively.

As for the five word fathers, no one was present this time.

They have long been

I told Wang Xie in advance that they didn't like this kind of scene, and it would be good to get together in private when the time came.

……

6:30 a.m.

The people are almost ready, and Liu Qin'er also came with Zhang Hongtao.

So Wang Xie directly asked the waiter to serve the food.

Xie Huanhuan also wanted to go to the kitchen to help, but he was also pressed by Wang Xie in the No. 2 box of Tianzi.

However, for Wang Xie, he may not be able to eat well today, and he is afraid that he will have to run back and forth in three boxes.

After the feast.

Wang Xie first raised his wine glass to express his gratitude, and then directly announced the start of eating.

Immediately, the whole box was lively.

But in fact, everyone doesn't come here to eat, so they all talk while eating.

Wang Xie first found Zhang Yi and a group of people with a teacup, but he couldn't drink.

Looking at the previous leaders and bosses, Wang Xie couldn't help but sigh a little: "Director Zhang, Director Xu, especially Count Li, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Zhang Yi clinked glasses and didn't speak, just looked at him with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

On the contrary, Xu Jing couldn't help but say with a straight face: "What about the theme song of the TV series "The Withered Heroes" that you said? I'm almost in the late stages."

Wang Xie was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Immediately, I'll give it to you when I go back."

Xu Jing glared at Wang Xie before pointing at him and saying, "Remember this time, don't let me look for you again."

Wang Xie nodded seriously: "Okay Director Xu, no problem Director Xu."

"Poof~"

Wang Xie's funny answer made Li Chengle laugh, but when he saw Wang Xie look over, he also deliberately put on a straight face: "At that time, I said that I would often go home to see, why have I never come back to see me, I haven't appeared in more than 1 million words."

Wang Xie still had a lot of respect for Li Chengle, so he just scratched his head: "The main thing is that I'm too busy, I'm sorry, Count Li."

Li Chengle looked at Wang Xie's expression, and nodded slowly: "It's good, I thought you had spirituality back then, but I didn't expect you to be so able to toss and be promoted to the father of words at a young age."

Wang Xie also thought back to himself when he first crossed: "Yes, who would have thought of it."

A few more people chatted, and Wang Xie continued to walk.

"Teacher He Zhao, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come to the show."

He Zhao also smiled and touched his glasses, and then talked to Wang Xie about the matter: "By the way, "I Am a Singer" is about to be recorded, do you want to make a cameo, or come to be a star audience, let us also rub your popularity."

Wang Xie was a little embarrassed: "Forget it, I still won't go, I'm afraid that I will cry when I listen to the song, will you give me a crying fee when the time comes?"

He Zhao: "???"

Although He Zhao didn't get this stalk from the earth, he understood it before.

So he also smiled and nodded: "If you don't go, forget it, we can save a notice fee."

The two chatted about this music variety show for a while.

But just when Wang Xie wanted to end the topic, He Zhao suddenly remembered and asked a question: "I heard that Tomato wants the copyright of "The Voice of Dahua"?"

Wang Xie was stunned: "Sun Fei seems to have told me, but I haven't paid attention to it yet."

He Zhao nodded: "What do you think?"

Wang Xie smiled and asked, "Are you afraid that I will give them the copyright?"

He Zhao nodded and shook his head: "If you are the host of Pineapple Satellite TV, of course I am afraid that you will give them the copyright, after all, when we were chatting at that time, I also said that I wanted both of them, but in the end, you only gave us one."

Then He Zhao changed his painting style: "But as a friend, I advise you to think about it more."

Wang Xie was a little surprised: "How do you say this?"

He Zhao looked a little serious: "According to the information I received, Tomato TV saw that our program of "The Masked God of Songs" was so popular at that time, Ben

It's a little tempting to come. Now that they've got some inside information on "I Am a Singer", they can't sit still."

Wang Xie couldn't help but be a little strange: "No, you are mortal enemies, you still persuade me to think more, you really have such a good heart?"

He looked at Wang Xie for a long time before nodding helplessly: "Okay, to be honest. In fact, it's also because we already have two series of ace music variety shows you gave us now, one in the first half of the year and one in the second half of the year. And according to the new regulations of the Department of Radio, Film and Television, we can't broadcast it even if we eat it, but if you want to save the copyright, I guess you may not be happy."

Wang Xie nodded as a matter of course: "Of course, I'm short of money."

He Zhao spread his hands: "So, then we might as well be a favor." By the way, I will tell you secretly, Tomato Channel's budget this time can be described as at all costs, aren't you short of money? You can ask for it."

Wang Xie was even more confused: "What good is this for you?"

He Zhao smiled very strangely: "The more money they pay, it is a benefit."

Wang Xie also thought about it for a while before he understood.

The pineapple table saw that he couldn't get it, and he didn't want others to be comfortable with it, so he gave himself a favor by the way.

Wang Xie gave a thumbs up to He Zhao: "Haha, it's still you chicken thieves."

After the two finished chatting, Wang Xie was about to go down in order.

found that Li Zhongge, who was chatting with Shao Shengnan, beckoned.

"Wang Xie, come over for a moment."