CHAPTER 451: CHAPTER 451: DARE TO OPPOSE ME, THERE WILL BE NO GOOD END

After leaving the Tianhai City Song and Dance Troupe, Chen Bin went to the Provincial Song and Dance Troupe.

There, six programs of various sizes were arranged.

The first few dances, in particular, were highly visual and pleasing to watch.

Chen Bin decided to keep those, followed by singing performances.

When the female singer’s figure appeared in his view, Chen Bin nodded slightly.

Her height, appearance, and demeanor were impeccable.

Especially her impressive White Jade Peaks, quite a remarkable sight.

As soon as the accompaniment began, the deputy troupe leader sitting next to Chen Bin whispered.

"Chen Tai, her name is Ni Baige. She’s the youngest and best pop singer in our troupe."

Initially, Chen Bin had a good impression of the girl, but upon hearing this, he instantly had doubts.

Could she be nothing more than a showpiece, like Yan Hanlu?

However, the moment Ni Baige began singing, Chen Bin was immediately amazed.

Her singing was solid, her voice melodious—undoubtedly impressive.

Noticing Chen Bin’s change in expression, the deputy troupe leader continued speaking.

"The song she’s performing now is original. After graduating from university, had it not been for her father, she’d probably be working in the Imperial Capital now."

"To work in the Imperial Capital is quite prestigious. Why did her father have her return to Tianhai?"

"Because her father is the director of the Tianhai City TV Station, he wanted to find her a better path."

Upon hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Chen Bin’s face.

"So that’s how it is!"

When all the performances had finished, Chen Bin bowed to the performers.

"For the province’s first Spring Gala, thank you all for your efforts! Your performances were wonderful. Except for Ni Baige’s program, I’m taking the rest!"

As soon as he said these words, cheers swept the room.

Only Ni Baige stared fixedly at Chen Bin, her small face filled with disappointment and resentment.

When Chen Bin walked out of the troupe’s front gate, Ni Baige chased after him.

"Why won’t you let me participate? Is it because I didn’t sing well or the stage effect wasn’t good enough?"

"You sang beautifully, and your stage presence was excellent. As for why I won’t let you participate, go back and ask your dad."

Immediately afterward, Chen Bin went to a few other song and dance troupes.

After finalizing some programs, he returned directly to the station to study them.

Altogether, the accumulated programs numbered fifteen, which was definitely not enough.

Adding in performances like Peking opera and magic shows would diversify the lineup.

Feedback from ordinary citizens indicated that pop songs and skits were more widely appreciated.

However, with only five million yuan at hand, it was impossible to afford top singers or popular skit actors.

What was even more frustrating was that the production crew still lacked crucial personnel.

Early the next morning, Chen Bin and the finance department director headed to Lan Hui’s office, intending to get her approval for allocating the five million yuan.

Upon arriving at the office, they heard the sounds of arguing inside.

Chen Bin peeked through the crack in the door and saw a group of more than ten people surrounding Lan Hui’s desk.

Lan Hui herself was nowhere to be seen amidst the crowd.

"The new policy has issues—it must be changed back!"

"Raising prices so abruptly—how are we supposed to work?"

The finance department director also glanced inside and quietly whispered to Chen Bin.

"They seem to be advertising department business staff."

Chen Bin said nothing, simply listening quietly.

Lan Hui pointed at the people with her hand, her face extremely displeased.

"The television station is owned by the state. The new policy allows most people to enjoy better benefits. How can you be so selfish?"

At this point, a staff member retorted.

"Do you take us for three-year-olds? We’ve all been in advertising longer than you. Playing games is one thing, but don’t destroy our livelihoods. We have families to support, responsibilities!"

Lan Hui remained unflustered, responding with an aggressive tone.

"Explain yourself clearly—what games am I playing?"

"Don’t think we don’t know: when our ad rates increase, you and Hong Ke can sign contracts with advertisers at the original rates."

Other staff members immediately chimed in as well.

"If you have guts, show us the contracts! Do you dare?"

Surrounded by so many people, Lan Hui still retained her composure.

"Who do you think you are? You’re not even qualified to see my contracts!"

"If you don’t show them, we’ll report you to the Provincial Disciplinary Inspection Commission!"

Facing their anger, Lan Hui remained scornful.

"From the day I joined the station, people have been reporting me. Who do you think you are? And let me be clear: if you fail to bring me down, prepare to be fired!"

Lan Hui’s intimidating stance left all the staff stunned.

For a moment, none could find words to respond.

Seeing their hesitation, Lan Hui shouted again.

"The provincial television station indeed belongs to the state, but everything here is under my control now. Work if you can; if you can’t, leave. Get out of here now!"

The staff left the office with faces flushed and filled with anger.

At this moment, the finance department director knocked on the door.

Lan Hui coldly said, "Come in!"

The finance director brought Chen Bin into the office and handed over the documents.

"Lan Tai, here are the five million funds needed for the Spring Gala. Please sign off."

Lan Hui casually flipped through the documents, picked up a pen from the desk, and signed her name.

"Chen Tai, here’s a five-million-dollar check—take it."

The finance director handed the check to Chen Bin and then left the room.

Chen Bin immediately began reporting on the progress of the Spring Gala.

Lan Hui listened and, as always, expressed her support.

Then she asked, "Has the host been confirmed yet?"

"Not yet."

"Tao Qian from our station is pretty good. You can let him host."

"Alright, I’ll consider it carefully."

"What’s there to consider? Who else is better than Tao Qian in this station?"

"Lan Tai, we agreed beforehand that I have full responsibility for the Spring Gala. Who will or won’t be used, I’ll decide. If you want to interfere, perhaps you should take charge instead."

Lan Hui had little confidence in this year’s Spring Gala from the start.

Hearing this, she was rendered speechless by Chen Bin’s blunt words.

Without saying another word, Chen Bin turned and left the room.

Seeing him leave, Hong Ke entered Lan Hui’s office and asked.

"How’s the Spring Gala progressing now?"

Lan Hui replied calmly, "Progress is slow. Haven’t even gathered all the programs. It’s basically doomed to fail."

"If he messes up, it’ll cause a huge problem, won’t it?"

"Of course. At best, he’ll be demoted to a lower position in another unit."

"What if he succeeds?"

"That would prove I’m good at appointing talent. In any case, it won’t hurt me."

Hong Ke nodded and continued asking.

"I heard some advertising staff caused trouble earlier. Will that be a big issue?"

"Not a problem, just griping. If they really annoy me, I’ll simply fire them all. Anyone who dares cross me will never end well..."