CHAPTER 488: CHAPTER 488: WHY DOESN’T YOUR DAUGHTER LOOK LIKE YOU?

Actually, ever since Chen Bin entered the provincial TV station, Hong Ke had been quietly observing him.

In her eyes, not only was Chen Bin handsome, but he was also extremely capable.

Most importantly, he had very strong backing. Otherwise, there was no way he could have risen so quickly at such a young age.

Faced with Hong Ke’s doubts, Chen Bin was also quite frank.

"To be honest with you, I’ve been pondering lately about how I can replace Lan Hui."

"Really?"

For Hong Ke, this news was both shocking and delightful.

Chen Bin then asked her back, "What? Don’t you want me to become the director?"

"Of course, I do!"

"Then tell me everything about Lan Hui. When the time comes, I’ll help you deal with her."

Out of instinct, Hong Ke shook her head, looking very hesitant.

Chen Bin knew she had concerns, so he continued.

"I’m not in a hurry. You can come to me when you’re ready. Just remember one thing: I’ll never harm you, and the only person I want to target is Lan Hui."

"Alright, give me some time."

After handling the serious matters, Chen Bin placed his hand on Hong Ke’s smooth leg and began to caress it.

However, she stood up and pushed him away.

"Chen Tai, you should go back for now. I want to be alone."

Such a response clearly caught Chen Bin off guard, but he didn’t say much and left on his own.

However, Chen Bin believed that Hong Ke was already cornered and didn’t have any better options.

Time would reveal everything.

In the following days, Chen Bin was busy organizing the celebration gala.

Although it couldn’t match the scale of the Spring Festival Gala, it was a live broadcast, which demanded excellent on-stage skills.

After deciding on the overall concept, Chen Bin quickly drafted the event proposal.

Now, the focus was on securing funding and selecting programs.

As for money, it had to come from advertisements. After all, the ads during the Spring Festival Gala had delivered excellent results.

Once word got out that Yanxi TV Station was preparing another gala, many companies called in to inquire.

Chen Bin naturally consulted Ma Juan first about such good opportunities.

After learning that Ma Juan didn’t need any ads, he approached other companies.

Once the funding issue was resolved, the next challenge was the program lineup.

Similar to the Spring Festival Gala, the assignments were given to several local song and dance troupes.

Everyone was quite eager for an opportunity to appear on the provincial TV stage.

Especially Ni Baige from the provincial song and dance troupe, who had been holding a grudge for not making it into the Spring Festival Gala.

This time, after receiving the assignment, she even composed a song herself.

She recorded a demo and handed it to the deputy troupe leader, who had always appreciated her.

After listening, the deputy leader liked it very much and found it perfectly fitting for a provincial TV gala performance.

To this end, the deputy leader personally brought the demo to Chen Bin and played it for him.

Chen Bin was also very satisfied with it.

"Not bad. Both the lyrics and the melody fit the theme of the gala perfectly. Who composed this?"

"Ni Baige from our troupe."

Hearing the name, Chen Bin immediately shook his head.

"The song can be used, but it won’t be handed to Ni Baige to sing."

"Why not?"

"Because she’s not well-known locally. I can’t give her a solo performance."

"What if we find a famous singer to duet with her?"

"Forget it. I don’t have the time to fuss over this kind of thing."

Ni Baige could never have imagined that the person in charge of the gala turned out to be Chen Bin.

She even seriously suspected that Chen Bin had been sent by the heavens to punish her.

That evening, when Ni Bo returned home and found Ni Baige sitting in a daze during dinner, he curiously asked,

"What’s wrong, sweetheart?"

"Nothing, I’m not hungry."

Ni Bo sensed that things weren’t so simple. He put down his chopsticks and asked further.

"Did you run into some trouble? Maybe your dad can help."

"It’s not necessary. You can’t help with this."

As she spoke, tears rolled down from the corners of Ni Baige’s eyes.

People say daughters are a father’s treasures, and at this moment, Ni Bo was frantic.

"Your dad might not be very powerful, but at least I’m the director of a TV station. Even if I can’t sort it out, maybe I can find someone who can help."

Wiping her tears, Ni Baige could only explain,

"The provincial TV station is preparing a gala. I specifically wrote a song for it, and their leader in charge of the gala thinks the song is good but refuses to use me."

"Why?"

"He said I’m not famous. But I think that’s just an excuse; he just doesn’t want to use me!"

Frowning deeply, Ni Bo’s expression darkened.

"I know some people at the provincial station. Who’s in charge of the gala?"

"Still that Chen Bin!"

In that instant, Ni Bo understood everything.

He muttered to himself, "That brat organized one Spring Festival Gala and now thinks he’s some big shot. Really letting it go to his head. I’ll go have a word with him tomorrow!"

The next day, Ni Bo drove personally to the provincial TV station.

When Lan Hui saw him, she smiled and said,

"Well, if it isn’t Director Ni. What brings you here today?"

Ni Bo plopped himself onto the sofa, his face full of displeasure, and said,

"When Chen Bin organized the Spring Festival Gala last year, he asked me to lend him some talent, but you didn’t let me. Now look what’s happened. You’ve gotten on his bad side. Whether it’s the Spring Festival Gala or this gala, he’s excluded my daughter. What are you going to do about it?"

Lan Hui felt like rolling her eyes at this.

Even the boytoy she’d been supporting hadn’t been able to secure a hosting spot, let alone Ni Bo’s daughter.

But for the sake of appearances, she still smiled and replied,

"Alright, I’ll talk to Chen Bin about it and let you know the outcome."

"I don’t want to hear any excuses. This matter needs to be resolved now! My daughter didn’t even eat dinner last night. What if she starves herself sick?"

With no other choice, Lan Hui had to call Chen Bin.

"Come to my office. I have something to discuss with you."

Not long after, Chen Bin knocked on the door and entered Lan Hui’s office.

He looked slightly surprised to see Ni Bo there.

But since he didn’t have a favorable opinion of him, he didn’t bother greeting him.

Lan Hui said, "This is Director Ni from Tianhai TV Station. You should know him, right?"

Chen Bin shook his head earnestly.

"Never heard of him. Don’t know him."

Hearing this, Ni Bo let out a cold snort in anger.

Lan Hui had no choice but to continue, "Director Ni’s daughter is named Ni Baige. Surely you’ve heard of her?"

At this, Chen Bin finally put on an exaggerated expression of shock.

He stared at Ni Bo for a long moment before asking incredulously,

"They say daughters resemble their fathers. Ni Baige is so beautiful, but you... look like this. Uh... sorry, just wondering, is she really your biological daughter?"