CHAPTER 562: CHAPTER 562: I’LL BE AT YOUR PLACE SOON

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The concert was held successfully, just as Chen Bin had predicted, with exceptionally high viewership ratings.

Not only did it make Yanxi Province TV Station a fortune, but it also successfully brought the station into the national audience’s spotlight.

Returning to Tianhai, Chen Bin immediately threw all his energy into preparing for the Spring Festival Gala and competing for the channel director position.

Notably, Guan Kongcheng surprisingly agreed to participate in Yanxi’s Spring Festival Gala.

This was an unexpected joy for Chen Bin.

With Guan Kongcheng on board, this year’s Spring Gala would undoubtedly be more attention-grabbing, and advertisers would be more willing to spend generously.

That day, Lu Lin knocked and entered the room, placing a list on Chen Bin’s desk.

"Mr. Chen, here is the list of candidates competing for the positions of channel director and deputy director. Please take a look."

After flipping through the list, Chen Bin replied.

"Notify these individuals to prepare their campaign materials and submit them to the station by the end of the month."

As Lu Lin was about to leave, Chen Bin asked again.

"Have Mei Ouchi and Ni Bo met recently?"

"They meet quite often."

Nodding, Chen Bin signaled for him to leave.

After editing an episode of "Run Yanxi," the staff brought it to Chen Bin and Xin Kalan for review.

After pointing out several flaws, they asked for edits to be made again.

The standard for quality control was extremely strict.

Finally, on the evening of January 10th, the program officially aired.

It received high ratings immediately.

What surprised Chen Bin even more was that, aside from university students, a significant number of female office workers enjoyed watching the show as well.

This success brought Chen Bin a silent sense of relief.

Hiring Xin Kalan turned out to be a very wise decision.

The economic benefits generated by the show far exceeded Xin Kalan’s salary and perks.

Ten days later, nearly all the out-of-province performers for the Spring Festival Gala had arrived.

The only exception was Guan Kongcheng, who arrived on the night before the recording was scheduled to begin.

On the day of recording, Guan Kongcheng went to the broadcast hall.

After testing, he complained about the poor sound effect, claiming it affected his performance.

He even took a firm stance, threatening not to perform unless the sound was fixed.

As a provincial-level media outlet, the equipment used was top-tier, making it unlikely there were any actual issues.

After testing, Chen Bin was almost certain that Guan Kongcheng was purposely making things difficult.

However, given Guan Kongcheng’s popularity and influence, Chen Bin had no choice but to have the assistant director coordinate with him.

But after failing to reach an agreement, Chen Bin had to step in personally.

Even then, Guan Kongcheng refused to see him.

Chen Bin had no choice but to approach Guan Kongcheng’s agent, spending considerable effort to persuade him. Only then did Guan Kongcheng reluctantly agree to perform.

Before this incident, Chen Bin had a favorable impression of Guan Kongcheng.

He had even planned on pursuing further collaborations for mutual benefit.

Now it seemed, like Wen Wan, Guan Kongcheng also had a penchant for showing off.

Once the recording for the gala ended, Chen Bin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Since Yanxi Station began broadcasting the Spring Festival Gala, its popularity had remained consistently high.

Yet, to Chen Bin’s utter astonishment, just a few days after the broadcast, the station was labeled as unprofessional.

And the instigator behind this scandal turned out to be none other than Guan Kongcheng!

Through his phone, Chen Bin saw Guan Kongcheng’s remarks.

He openly stated that regional stations could never compete with national broadcasters, hinting at their lack of professionalism in every aspect.

Although Chen Bin was furious, Guan Kongcheng had not mentioned any names explicitly.

Even though everyone knew he was targeting Yanxi Station, there was nothing anyone could do.

After the New Year holiday, on his first day back at work, Chen Bin received a call from Mao Bocheng.

"Mr. Chen, let’s have dinner tonight, same spot as last time."

Chen Bin knew Mao Bocheng likely wanted to inquire about Zhu Lang.

But someone like Zhu Lang had no real ability to speak of.

Feeling reluctant, Chen Bin made an excuse to decline.

"Secretary Mao, I happen to be busy tonight. How about..."

"No problem, we’ll reschedule for tomorrow night at seven, Yanxi Hotel. See you there."

Without giving Chen Bin a chance to refuse, Mao Bocheng hung up the call.

Sighing, Chen Bin had no choice but to reluctantly head to Yanxi Hotel the next night.

Upon arriving at the private room, he found that Mao Bocheng was already there.

What surprised him even more was seeing Zhu Lang there as well.

After taking a seat, the three of them chatted over dinner, though the topics were mainly inconsequential.

Halfway through the meal, Mao Bocheng finally turned to him and said.

"Zhu Lang is a hands-on kind of guy. If he joins your station, he’ll definitely be able to take charge."

Zhu Lang chimed in immediately, "Mr. Chen, if I could become the director of the farming channel, I guarantee I’d do an excellent job. I hope you’ll give me a chance to prove myself."

"Well..."

Just as Chen Bin was pondering how to refuse, Mao Bocheng added.

"Zhu Lang and I have a close relationship. If you help him out, we’ll undoubtedly cross paths again on other matters."

Hearing this, Chen Bin had no choice but to swallow the rejection he was about to voice.

After all, he couldn’t afford to offend someone as influential as Mao Bocheng.

Zhu Lang clearly wasn’t fit to be a director, but giving him a deputy role might still work.

"Secretary Mao, I understand completely. Come on, let’s toast!"

The dinner stretched from 7 PM to 10 PM, with Chen Bin drinking himself into a dizzy stupor.

Upon finding a designated driver, he mindlessly gave out Lan Moke’s address.

At the same time, Lan Moke was lying in bed, silently enduring the last thrusts of her boyfriend, Zuo Kai.

Once he finished with a groan, she pushed him off and silently walked into the bathroom.

Lan Moke didn’t actually love Zuo Kai. The only reason she was dating him was because of his resources.

But ever since being fucked by Chen Bin, she realized Zuo Kai was useless.

That little worm of his—it didn’t even make her feel anything.

While Lan Moke showered, Zuo Kai leaned against the bathroom doorframe.

Admiring her, he said.

"Babe, why don’t you come to the bar tomorrow night to hear me sing? I’ve got employee discounts; drinks are 30% off."

"Forget it, I’ve been feeling unwell these days. I’ll pass."

"You’ve been saying that a lot lately. Maybe you should see a doctor?"

Zuo Kai noticed something was off with Lan Moke recently.

She used to cling to him constantly, but now, if he didn’t initiate contact, she wouldn’t even text him.

"What’s it to you if I don’t feel well? Do you still want to date or not? If not, let’s just break up!"

Seeing Lan Moke’s angry outburst, Zuo Kai quickly apologized.

"Honey, I didn’t mean it that way, you..."

"Ugh, you’re so annoying. Stop talking and just go take your shower!"

After finishing her shower, Lan Moke came out of the bathroom, seething with anger.

She hated being stuck in such an unsatisfying position. Not only had Zuo Kai failed to please her, but he also left her without an orgasm.

Lan Moke made up her mind—she would find an excuse to dump Zuo Kai.

Men with insignificant assets held no appeal for her anymore, not with someone like Chen Bin in the picture.

Just then, her phone rang.

Seeing that it was Chen Bin calling, she eagerly picked up.

"Godfather, it’s so late. What can I do for you?"

Chen Bin’s drunken voice slurred on the other end.

"I... I’m almost at your place. Come to the parking lot to pick me up."

As soon as the call ended, Lan Moke stood frozen, her heart skipping a beat.

From the bathroom, she could still hear Zuo Kai singing in the shower...