Chapter 41: The Restless Primordial Force!
“Director, the Kunqu opera perforr isn’t coming. What should we do about Li Xin later?” Yang Fan not only didn’t leave but instead stepped forward to ask.
The director furrowed his brows fiercely: “Who do you report to? How can you be so unaware of the rules?”
Yang Fan smiled faintly, innocently pulling out his radio station work badge from his pocket, saying, “Director, you might not recognize , but you should have heard of .”
“Hello, let introduce myself. I’m Yang Fan, the host of the Yang Fan Talk Show on Mango Life Radio.”
“This is my work badge, please take a look.” Yang Fan explained his identity with a smile, handing over his work badge.
The director was montarily stunned, repeatedly checking the photo on the badge to confirm that the person before him was indeed Yang Fan.
He then spoke with a mix of politeness and displeasure: “Your radio station is getting more and more unruly. How dare you sneak into Happy Camp?”
Yang Fan shrugged helplessly: “What can I do? We just follow orders from above. We’re all just working for soone else.”
The director gave Yang Fan a look of understanding and said, “I’ll let it slide this ti, pretending I never saw you. You should head back; we don’t typically involve radio staff in TV station matters.”
Although both the TV station and the radio station belong to the Mango network, the TV station, accustod to being the big brother in the entertainnt industry, hardly regards the radio station as a worthy sibling.
Especially since this is the flagship variety show Happy Camp of the TV station. Many staff mbers working on Happy Camp inherently carry a sense of superiority.
Not to ntion Yang Fan being just a radio host; even if soone from another TV station’s top variety show ca, these staff mbers would have ignored them too!
Yang Fan found it both amusing and frustrating: “Director, I think you’ve misunderstood. I told you who I am not to have you kick out.”
The director was slightly taken aback, frowning as he said, “What, do you want to invite you to stay for a al?”
Yang Fan raised an eyebrow, smiling as he replied, “Although I don’t want to eat, I think you’ll insist on keeping for a al!”
Director: “…”
Costu designer: “…”
Where did this idiot co from? Isn’t his self-perception a bit too inflated?
Yang Fan, seeing their utterly speechless expressions, sighed deeply. Without another word, he started singing:
♪ “On a warm day, the swallows sing brightly, people’s hearts are rry with the breeze. Just now, a jade-like maiden smiled at , but why, as I thought to approach, did she vanish?” Yang Fan casually humd a verse from ‘The Peony Pavilion: A Dream Interrupted.’”♪
Then, with his hands behind his back, he slowly walked away, shaking his head with every few steps.
The director and the costu designer’s eyes widened. This, this, this is from The Peony Pavilion: A Dream Interrupted!
Oh my god, this Yang Fan knows Kunqu opera, he knows Kunqu opera!
And he sings it quite well too!!!
Wow, wow, wow!!!
“Hey hey hey, Mr. Yang Fan, wait, Mr. Yang Fan, wait!” The director was so delighted that his smile almost reached the back of his head.
He had been worrying about where to find another Kunqu opera perforr, and now, soone had just delivered themselves to his doorstep.
If he didn’t seize this opportunity, he would be an idiot!
“Mr. Yang Fan, Mr. Yang Fan, don’t rush off. How about we chat a bit more?” The director asked with eager anticipation.
Yang Fan sighed deeply, “No, you’re busy here at the TV station, and I’m not idle either. I should head back; I have a lot of scripts to write. No need to see off, we’re all busy.”
The director wore an awkward smile, seething inside but not daring to show it on his face.
This Yang Fan clearly wanted to stay but was deliberately giving him a hard ti.
Bastard!!!
The director quickly signaled the costu designer with his eyes.
The costu designer approached with a beaming smile, “Mr. Yang Fan, don’t take the director’s words to heart. Whenever he’s faced with a problem, his brain just shorts out.”
“Mr. Yang Fan, we’re all family. Soone as kind as you surely wouldn’t abandon your own family, right?” Just monts ago, he had firmly stated that the TV station was the TV station, and the radio station was the radio station, and that they didn’t need radio people here.
But in just a few breaths, everything had changed dramatically!
Yang Fan didn’t know if the director’s face was hurting, but he did notice that the director’s face was a bit red!
However, for the sake of the bigger picture, even though the director knew Yang Fan was deliberately mocking him, he had to pretend he didn’t notice and quickly try to appease him.
After all, this was the TV station’s issue. If the radio station really chose to stand by, no one would bla Yang Fan.
But if this matter wasn’t handled well, the higher-ups would definitely bla him, the director.
It wasn’t easy for him to reach the position of the director of Happy Camp. There were many people waiting for him to slip up so they could push him out.
So, unless absolutely necessary, he wouldn’t risk his position as director.
Was it just about flattering Yang Fan and making him comfortable?
He could do it, he could do it!
“Mr. Yang Fan, I know a bit about face reading. Your face is very auspicious.”
“Your face indicates great wealth and fortune. In the future, you will have a harmonious family and many descendants!”
“Promotions and raises will co easily.”
“Moreover, look at how handso Mr. Yang Fan is. His deanor clearly shows he’s no ordinary person.”
“Not only is he handso, but he also acts and hosts his show with great ratings. Now he’s even secured the pri ti slot. His future is limitless.”
“I’m so honored to have you. Could you give an autograph?” The director eagerly pulled out a piece of paper and a pen, respectfully presenting them to Yang Fan.
Yang Fan looked at the director with a strange expression. This person really knew how to bend with the wind!
He quickly signed his na on the paper, teasingly saying, “Rember to fra it when you get ho!”
The director’s mouth twitched. How much he wanted to tear up the autograph right now!
But he couldn’t!
Not only he couldn’t, but he also had to cheerfully say to Yang Fan, “Mr. Yang Fan, how is it that we get along so well? I was just thinking that this autograph must be frad and hung on the wall at ho.”
“Before I could even say it, you ntioned it first.”
“Mr. Yang Fan, we really are fated.” The director repeatedly said things he didn’t an, almost making himself sick.
He felt that if Yang Fan didn’t agree soon, he wouldn’t be able to control his inner rage.
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