The afternoon of New Year’s Eve.

Liang Jing started working on the staff and invited people to participate in the Spring Festival Gala.

This matter should have been done within the station, but Liu Baoxuan said that you have taken full responsibility for it, so it is up to you.

Good guy, I almost lost my temper to Liang Jing.

It’s already the 28th of the Lunar New Year, and you’re just making a fuss about inviting people over. Isn’t it a joke?

But the matter is not a big deal. Although the invitation was late, the name of the Spring Festival Gala is the best sign.

As long as you invite, those invited will most likely come.

Liang Jing took a look at the list of personnel given by Liu Baoxuan.

At a glance, there are hundreds of people.

The Spring Festival Gala's studio hall can accommodate several thousand people. In addition to the cast and crew, plus these people, there are not many seats left.

Liang Jing, Huang Zhan, and Zhong Jixiang took the list and studied it carefully.

Liang Jing was the first to tick Dong Yuyang's name.

Just kidding, the richest man in Xiazhou must be invited.

Then the three people discussed it and selected an invitation list of more than 100 people.

These must be invited to support the appearance.

"Chen Baixiang, this is a major advertising client. Qianfeng Industrial is very rich. This is the God of Wealth and a shareholder of Qianfeng Industrial. We cannot miss this one!"

"Hou Ping, general manager of Hongshan Technology, this guy is also a shareholder. The Golden Melody Gala is sponsored by Hongshan Technology. This person has a relationship with me. I will call you later!"

The three of them worked for half an hour, and finally finalized the invitation list and started making phone calls.

The first one is for Chen Baixiang.

"Hello Mr. Chen!"

"Who are you?" The voice on the other end of the phone was unceremonious.

Although Chen Baixiang is polite and playful when talking to An Ran, if you really think that he is like this all the time, you are wrong.

Being polite to An Ran means that it can really bring benefits to him.

Most people have the time to be polite to you.

"Mr. Chen, I am Liang Jing, the chief director of Xiazhou TV Spring Festival Gala!"

When Liang Jing said this, he was still a little cautious. Chen Baixiang was probably very happy when he heard the title "I".

Who wouldn’t be happy to receive an invitation to the Spring Festival Gala?

"What's the matter?" Nabi Chen Baixiang said stiffly, "If you have something to say..."

Damn it!

Liang Jing finally stopped spitting out blood.

Isn’t this so disrespectful?

"That's it, Mr. Chen, we would like to invite you to come and watch this year's Spring Festival Gala..."

"No time!" Before he could finish his words, Chen Baixiang shouted back.

Not available?

Damn it, this is the first time I heard that people are invited to come to watch the Spring Festival Gala but they are not available?

"What, Mr. Chen, I am not a liar!"

Chen Baixiang was obviously impatient, "I don't care if you are a liar, I have already received an invitation from the Yanyin platform, don't call me anymore..."

After saying "pa da", the person died.

Damn, I feel so angry!

If Chen Baixiang just said he was unavailable and hung up the phone, that would be fine.

He was angry, and he could only blame himself for inviting him late. Maybe they had arrangements?

That last sentence was the reason why he was about to explode!

Yanyin platform!

Ma De, who is so good but you don’t know what to do? You gave up the Xiazhou TV Spring Festival Gala in order to go to the Yanyin platform? Are you deliberately trying to make me look good?

Huang Zhan and Zhong Jixiang were right in front of them, and they could hear their conversation clearly.

The three of them were a little speechless.

Zhong Jixiang sighed and said: "I understand, I'm twenty-eight years old, it's a bit inappropriate for you to let people change their itinerary temporarily. For people like them, time is very precious!"

Huang Zhan nodded, "I'll call Hou Ping. I've met this guy before and he's very easy to talk to! We can do it if you choose!"

Before the call was connected, Huang Zhan had already made a smiling expression.

As soon as the connection was connected, Huang Zhan said enthusiastically: "Mr. Hou? I am Mr. Huang from the Music Association!"

"Haha, how are you? How are you doing lately?"

Hou Ping's confused voice came from over there, "Music Association? Old Huang? That Old Huang..."

Cao!

Liang Jing and Zhong Jixiang were relatively speechless. They thought you were familiar with each other, but they didn't trust you at all.

"Huang Zhan, you don't remember!"

"Oh oh oh, Mr. Huang Zhan, of course I remember. I'm so busy every day that I didn't even think of it!" Hou Ping immediately became polite, "What does Mr. Huang want from me?"

There is a door!

The three people's brows suddenly widened.

"Haha, Mr. Hou, let me congratulate you first!" Huang Zhan said cheerfully: "You have been invited to watch the Spring Festival Gala on Xiazhou TV!"

"Oh?" Hou Ping said with regret in his tone: "That's really embarrassing!"

"What?"

A change in tone means something is going to happen.

"I have accepted the invitation from Yanyin Platform to go to the Magic City to participate in the Spring Festival Gala!" Hou Ping sighed and said, "I'm so sorry. It's not that I don't want to go, Mr. Huang. I have already agreed to go there, and it's hard to go back on it. Look,

This is serious, I can only say sorry to you!"

"It's okay..." Huang Zhan was as if he had been punched by someone, and he immediately withered.

After hanging up the phone, the three of them were a little depressed.

Liu Baoxuan must have left this matter to them on purpose.

We only invited people on the 28th of the New Year, and those who should have been invited were probably sent away.

I was thinking that as long as the Spring Festival Gala’s golden signboard is there, who can’t be invited?

Now it seems that the gap between what I expected is a bit big!

"Keep fighting!"

Liang Jing had a ferocious look on his face, "I don't believe that Yanyin can treat everyone there!"

Next, the three people made more than a dozen calls, and only three of them were successful.

These people were not invited away by Yanyin, but by other satellite TV stations.

Those satellite TV stations are much more agile than them, and they started a month ago.

Able to arrange the itinerary calmly.

It's their New Year's Eve... Even if they want to change their itinerary, it's difficult.

After half an afternoon of busy work, not a single heavyweight guest was invited, but dozens of miscellaneous fish were invited.

Liang Jing felt worried. It wouldn't be a big deal if these people couldn't come, but if word got out that he, Liang Jing, was directing the Spring Festival Gala, they wouldn't want to come...

This is so unpleasant to hear.

There must be someone who can hold the place.

"Call Dong Yuyang!"

Zhong Jixiang pointed to Dong Yuyang's name and said: "As long as this one can come, most of the others can come!"

Liang Jing thought the same thing. As long as Dong Yuyang could come, when he called later, he said, "The richest man Dong will come too!", ensuring that these people will come even if they change their schedule.

Just do it!

So Liang Jing called Dong Yuyang with expectation.

"Hello, hello!"

There was a polite female voice on the other side.

"Is Mr. Dong Yuyang here?"

The female voice opposite said politely: "I'm sorry, Mr. Dong Yuyang has already gone to Shanghai, waiting to attend the Spring Festival Gala! What's wrong, sir? I can tell Mr. Dong..."

Another dragging sound? Another dragging sound?

Liang Jing was so worried about throwing the phone!
Chapter completed!