In this era when the younger generation and the public's aesthetic taste have not yet migrated, the Spring Festival Gala is of course undoubtedly the top IP.

And in this era when information is relatively less developed, the Spring Festival Gala is also a bellwether of hot stalks and trends.

is just a simple sketch line, which can quickly become popular all over the country through the Spring Festival Gala.

This energy is definitely not to be underestimated.

So Xu Cheng's idea is very simple.

"Since you are in the territory of Yanjing, you should try to get in touch and inquire about how much money you need if you want to sponsor the Spring Festival Gala."

How much does it cost to sponsor the Spring Festival Gala?

Everyone in the conference room was startled at first, and then couldn't help but be excited.

Does Mr. Xu mean to be the sponsor of the Spring Festival Gala?

Then their company has become a sponsor of the Spring Festival Gala, and when they go home for the New Year, they can blow a stroke in front of their family and friends!

Thinking about pointing to the TV and saying that this is the scene of our company, I can't hold back my excitement.

Gong Zhengxiong nodded.

"Cheng, I'll try to take advantage of Mr. Xu's time in the past few days to inquire."

"Well, it's hard work, Brother Xiong."

"Little things."

Gong Zhengxiong's movements were very fast, and on the second day of the meeting, he sent Xu Cheng a form for investigation.

It lists the bidding information of CCTV in the past 20 years, as well as the bidding king of the Spring Festival Gala every year.

The so-called bidder is the enterprise that wins the most prime time at the highest price.

Eight o'clock is the small standard king, zero o'clock is the big standard.

And with the migration of the years, Xu Cheng can also see the obvious changes of the standard king.

In the 90s, most of the standard kings were distilleries, such as Confucian banquet wine, Qinchi wine, Tuopai qujiu, Wuliangye, and Jiannanchun.

In 00, it began to become a pharmaceutical factory-

The sixth factory of oral medicine.

Xu Cheng probably remembers.

I had never heard of the Sixth Factory of Oral Combination Medicine when I was a child, but since the Spring Festival Gala that year, the calcium in the blue bottle and the new lid in the lid have become familiar.

In recent years, the standard king has almost disappeared from the pharmaceutical factory.

Xu Cheng took a look, whether it was 8 o'clock or 0 o'clock, it was all firmly occupied by the home appliance brand Midea.

"Yes, Brother Xiong, you're really efficient."

"Hey, hey."

Gong Zhengxiong scratched his head.

"Mr. Xu, I asked, and the bidding for the time will not start until November 8."

"I'm not interested in bidding."

Xu Cheng took a sip from the teacup.

"You'd better help me contact their investment team, it's best to make an appointment to come out for dinner."

This."

Gong Zhengxiong hesitated for a few seconds, but still nodded.

"Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible."

With that, he turned around and left Xu Cheng's office.

Xu Cheng looked at the position where he was standing just now and thought for a while.

The work ability shown by Gong Zhengxiong and Qiao Yiming is definitely very different.

If the head of the Yanjing branch is elected, he is now more inclined to Gong Zhengxiong.

Qiao Yiming's current ability is still more responsible for technology.

Before the end of the National Day holiday, Gong Zhengxiong contacted the investment promotion staff of the Spring Festival Gala program group.

In fact, it is not difficult to make an appointment, after all, this is a good thing for the owner to rush to send money.

In addition, the number revealed by Qingzhou is large enough, and Xu Cheng is eight figures up as soon as he speaks, and the contact with the Spring Festival Gala is naturally quite positive.

In the end, several directors of the program group, even with the chief director Chen Chunquan, made an appointment.

"Old Xu, wouldn't eight figures be too hasty."

On the way to the hotel, Qiao Yiming and Xu Cheng sat in the car, looking very worried.

"Eight figures just to make a difference, if you don't feel sorry, I feel sorry for you."

Xu Cheng smiled faintly.

"This is called reluctant children can't trap wolves, it's really a waste of money, since you want to do it, you have to make the effect, and everyone has a standard king who has won forty or fifty million, so we're nothing."

Gong Zhengxiong sat in the front row and nodded in agreement.

People on both sides came quickly, and Gong Zhengxiong gave a brief introduction to both sides.

Xu Cheng shook hands with Director Chen Chun very enthusiastically, "Director Chen's Spring Festival Gala was my favorite to watch in those years, and many programs are still backwards." ”

Seeing others holding it like this, Chen Chun also smiled modestly as an old artist.

"Mr. Xu is a handsome young man, when I was as old as you, I was still worrying about work every day."

Xu Cheng smiled.

The heart says you're worried about a fart.

You guys will be assigned a graduation package, don't think I don't know.

"Sit, sit."

Xu Cheng arranged for the group to sit down.

Chen Chun glanced at the specifications of the food on the table, Buddha jumping over the wall, five snake soup, yellow stewed shark fin, stir-fried phoenix liver. He frowned.

It's not that he doesn't want to eat.

He wanted to eat it, but it was a little too much of a standard.

After all, so many subordinates are still there, and it's not good to hear this thing break out.

Xu Cheng spoke at the right time at this time.

"The first time I came to Yanjing, I asked my subordinates to order some Yanjing specialties, I don't know if it suits Director Chen's appetite."

After that, he also took the Moutai he hated the most and poured two cups for Chen Chun.

When Chen Chun heard this, this young man was sensible.

One sentence to hide his embarrassment.

I still wonder in my heart.

Damn, is this really a young man, why is it so oily?

After three rounds of drinking, the two sides talked quite harmoniously, and Chen Chun's words gradually became unkind.

"Don't worry, Mr. Xu, you believe in the Spring Festival Gala and the influence of the Spring Festival Gala." After saying the beautiful words, Chen Chun's voice became a little quieter, "You have come out so much, you will definitely give you a beautiful promotion of this Qingzhou Weibo." ”

Xu Cheng looked down.

Chen Chun gestured with three fingers.

Gong Zhengxiong and Qiao Yiming also saw this scene, and their hearts suddenly contracted a few times.

Million?

It can be said that all the net worth of Qingzhou is combined, and I am afraid that there is only that.

Xu Cheng secretly scolded Lao Deng, and pushed the cup over with a smile.

"Director Chen's words are wrong."

"Huh?"

"It's not about promoting Qingzhou Weibo beautifully, it's Qingzhou Weibo that helps the Spring Festival Gala to spread in depth, rebuild the Spring Festival Gala IP, and make the Spring Festival Gala great again, which is a win-win situation."

"Win-win?"

Chen Chun lifted his glasses, didn't understand where Xu Cheng's confidence came from, and felt that he could help spread the Spring Festival Gala.

"Director Chen, look at this."

Xu Cheng pulled a document from the side.

"This is the user development report of Qingzhou Weibo throughout this year, and users under the age of 25 account for more than 80% of the overall number of users, that is, the main users of Weibo."

Chen Chun opened it and looked at it a few times, but didn't understand what he meant.

Xu Cheng continued.

"Young people, an unpredictable group, have long use time, strong spending power, and a wide range of hobbies, and you must know the attitude towards the Spring Festival Gala."

"But I can tell Director Chen that Weibo can change the way the Spring Festival Gala is produced, disseminated and received, and it appears in front of young people in another way. And young users mean the direction of the future, and Weibo can undoubtedly help the Spring Festival Gala expand its influence in the future. ”

"Therefore, the cooperation between the Spring Festival Gala and Weibo will be a win-win situation for each other."

Xu Cheng's words made Chen Chun stunned.

Although there is a suspicion of elevating their Qingzhou Weibo, what he said is not unreasonable.

Some people are getting old, some people are always young.

Xu Cheng waited for Chen Chun's reaction.

Young people, the future, this kind of thing, generally in office will not be considered, will only pursue their own results more beautiful.

But Chen Chun is different.

Xu Cheng is not saying how great he is.

It's that this guy will be the director of the Spring Festival Gala several times in the future.

The future is a question he will think about.

"Congee Congee, thank you for messing around with me, and you are willing to come to Yanjing with me."

At the airport, Xia Yue, who had just gotten off the plane, was very grateful to the morning forest.

Lin Wancongee, who was pushing the suitcase, didn't care.

"It's okay, anyway, Xu Cheng is also in Yanjing these days, so I should come to him, and when you celebrate Qiao Yiming's birthday tomorrow, I will go back to the magic capital with him."

"Hmm."

Xia Yue looked at the night sky outside the glass curtain wall of the airport.

The corners of the girl's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

When she thought of Qiao Yiming, who was about to meet, she couldn't help but be happy in her heart.

This time, she secretly asked Lin Wancongee to take her to Yanjing to celebrate Qiao Yiming's birthday.

This matter was carried out secretly by the two of them, and no one told them, intending to surprise Brother Qiao Yiming.

He'll be happy to see her later!

The two girls stopped a taxi and went to the hotel where Xu Cheng was staying, Lin Wancongee had asked him before, and he even knew the room number clearly.

"Xia Yue, wait to open a room in the hotel, you can live there too." , Lin Wancongee said.

"Oh, good."

Seeing Xia Yue nodded, Lin Wancongee was relieved.

She thought so, if Xia Yue was there, she could go and live in the same room with Xia Yue, avoiding the problem of being bullied by Xu Cheng.

Otherwise, he would definitely drag himself to his room and do some shameful and bad things.

Thinking about it, Lin Wan's porridge face was a little red.

She glanced down at the position of her chest.

I don't know if it's an illusion, since Xu Cheng secretly "tutored" her for a while, she really felt that she was "mature" a little more "mature" than before.

Could it be that insisting on disdainful and doing that kind of thing with Xu Cheng really has an effect?

Lin Wancongee felt that her face was boiling like a boiling kettle, and a little chagrin flashed in her eyes.

If she had known, she should have asked Xu Cheng to help her earlier.

As a result, because of this kind of thing, she has been distressed about herself for so many years.

"Congee Congee, can you lend me your mobile phone, and I'll give Qiao Yiming a call." , Xia Yue said on the side, "I forgot to pay the phone bill on my mobile phone, and it was shut down just now." ”

"Oh, good."

Lin Wancongee handed the phone to Xia Yue.

"It seems that Xia Yue, you and Qiao Yiming must be on the phone very often, the mobile phones are down, and you say, do you have to make a phone call every night."

"No, no"

Xia Yue replied softly, and her legs were unconsciously clamped.

"Qiao Yiming is afraid that it will affect my studies, so we don't usually call."

"Huh?"

Lin Wancongee was unexpected, "Don't fight?" So what kind of frequency do you have, once every three days? ”

“.”

Seeing that Xia Yue didn't say anything, Lin Wancongee was even more surprised, and leaned over to Xia Yue's ear and whispered.

"It can't be once a week, right?"

"It's about the same, we usually text a lot."

"Really?"

"Really, show you."

Lin Wancongee took the mobile phone from Xia Yue's hand and glanced at her and Qiao Yiming's text message records.

There are indeed a lot of messages, but most of them were sent by Xia Yue, and Qiao Yiming's last reply was more than ten days ago.

She asked QQ again, and after Xia Yue opened it for her, she found that it was basically the same state as the text message.

"Oh my God, what kind of state are you two in?"

Lin Wancongee said in surprise.

She couldn't understand it a bit.

She felt that if she didn't talk to Xu Cheng for a day, she would feel very bored, as if she was missing something, and she couldn't say uncomfortable.

And Xu Cheng was also very active in sending her messages.

Basically, as soon as the two of them chat, it will be like opening a conversation, and it will be difficult to stop.

But how did Xia Yue and Qiao Yiming face their feelings so calmly? !

"It's not a state anymore."

Xia Yue said with some embarrassment.

"Qiao Yiming said that my year is very critical, and he doesn't want to affect me too much."

"Is that so?"

Lin Wancongee said suspiciously.

While talking, the two girls arrived at the location of the hotel.

The grade of the hotel is not low, and the feeling of grandeur makes Xia Yue a little daunted.

Just behind Lin Wancongee, take the elevator up, and the open-air elevator can also overlook the night view of the capital.

"Pretty, you work hard, if you come to the exam, you can also see such a scene with Qiao Yiming next year." , Lin Wancongee encouraged on the side.

Xia Yue nodded.

I look forward to this life in a year.

After searching in the corridor for a long time, he finally found Xu Cheng's room, Lin Wancongee knocked on the door and no one opened it, so he took out his mobile phone.

"I'll give him a call."

"Hmm."

After a few busy tones, the phone was connected, and Xu Cheng's voice sounded a little languid.

"Hey."

"Xu Cheng, open the door, I know you're inside."

"Am I in there?"

Xu Cheng, who was walking in the hotel lobby, was stunned, he had drunk a little wine today, and he already felt drunk.

He loosened the buttons on his chest and pulled his tie crookedly.

"What do you say, I just came back from dinner."

When Lin Wancongee heard it, she covered her mouth and said in a soft tone that she was afraid of being heard by Xia Yue.

"I—I'm outside your room, I've come to Yanjing to look for you."

"Really?!"

"That's right"

As soon as Lin Wancongee finished speaking, there was no sound on the other end of the phone, and just as she was studying what was wrong with the phone, a tall boy in a white shirt in the elevator strode out of the elevator.

Just before the girl could figure out how to say hello, he had already grabbed Lin Wancongee's arm with one hand and brushed the door open with the other.

Then enter the door, close the door, and press the maiden against the wall.

"Hmm-"

didn't even have time to plug in the power card, and Lin Wancongee felt that her lips were blocked by this villain.

"Huh."

The girl tried to resist, but was held down by Xu Cheng, who was breathing with the smell of alcohol, domineeringly holding down her wrist.

Slowly, perhaps under the influence of the alcohol on Xu Cheng's lips, Lin Wancongee's body also softened.

In the dark, the girl's posture of resistance has become an active hug of the young man's back.

And at this time.

Outside the hallway.

Natsuki removed her ears from the door of her room.

Alone in the empty hallway, looking at the suitcase beside him.

A face full of confusion.

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