My Wealth is like a Deep Sea

"My wealth is as deep as the sea."

When he hung up the phone, Li Chanxing was in a trance for a moment, then leaned back heavily on the sofa chair. His eyes gazed at the ceiling, his mind full of what Ye Zichen and himself had just said, especially the change in his tone at the end.

"The name Ye Zichen is destined to become a legend."

At this point, Lee Chan Sing recalled that when he first met Ye Zichen, he just wanted him to be a regular on his new variety show. However, he didn't expect him to buy a majority stake in the company with $100 million.

But in retrospect, ever since Ye Zichen had become the company's majority shareholder, his career had been moving in a completely positive direction. Not to mention, Ye Zichen's modified "Excellent Selection".

Compared to Li Chanxing, there are quite a few big stars who need to plan their time allocation. Xia Li Yan has been frantically trying to move tables here.

"Why did tfboys refuse our invitation? Didn't you say you said that before? Did you know that everyone on stage was watching our jokes?

At this moment, after receiving a call from the masses below, Xia Liyan discovered that the situation was much more serious than he had imagined. Although impatient, he could only find Tan Liming, who was in charge of the matter, to discuss a solution.

After hearing this, Tan Liming could only speak bitterly.

"Mr. Xia, you don't know how difficult it is to recruit people this year. Before tfboys, only the agent had a verbal agreement with us. As a result, we didn't expect tfboys' leader, Wang Junkai, to strongly oppose the matter.

This also sent them to Ye Zichen. -"

Tan Liming speaks of this with a face full of frustration, which is arguably the most painful thing that has happened in a while. Furthermore, tfboys seemed to represent a point of view. In fact, all of them had a certain wait-and-see attitude when they received the invitation to the Spring Festival Gala.

After all, Ye Zichen was broadcasting this show 24 hours a day. The number of stars that needed to be on stage was unimaginable. So even though it was nearing the final rehearsal time, the stars were still invited to participate there.

This also created an expectation in the minds of those in a wait-and-see mode that the Spring Festival Gala would invite them. Thus, the Spring Festival Gala was put on hold for the time being.

Thinking about this, Tan Li Ming's heart twisted. Once upon a time, the Spring Festival Gala had never received such treatment. In the past, it was the stars who rushed to attend the Spring Festival Gala. Now, the Spring Festival Gala had become a springboard. It seems that if you are invited to the Spring Festival Gala, you have the right to volunteer at the gala and say you want to be there.

If there were only one or two such news items, it would be nothing. But now 80% of the celebrities invited to the Spring Festival Gala report directly to the gala.

This makes the entire schedule of the Spring Festival Gala completely different from previous years. It requires constant calculation of the time interval between programs. Instead, there is a big time gap to be filled.

"I don't care what the reason is. In short, the Spring Festival Gala has always been a traditional program for our Chinese TV stations and the entire Chinese region. I absolutely won't allow it to fall on our generation."

At this point, Xia Liyan had gone a little crazy. He didn't have a polite attitude towards Tan Liming. Even the way of conveying instructions had become similar to a form of command.

After saying that, Xia Liyan also directly hung up the phone.

Tan Liming listened to the busy beeping sound from his phone. His face was filled with bitterness, but it was different from Xia Liyan's madness and despair.

At that time, in front of Tan Liming's computer, there was a communication software, which was full of English words. For a moment, people were dazzled.

"Spring Festival Gala, is it really necessary to use this favor in this place?"

Tan Liming was torn up and down as he looked at the bright head in his address book.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door of Tan Liming's office.

"Come in."

Although Tan Liming was a bit annoyed at this point, this explanation wasn't going to bring his emotions to work because of that. It was also the main reason why Tan Liming was now able to sit in this position from the beginning.

Mr. Tan must have been attending the Chinese New Year Gala.

"Mr. Tam.

At this time, it was Tan Liming's right-hand man. Now, Tan Liming was busy. He also had the support of this right hand assistant so that he wouldn't fall at the most critical moment.

Now that Tan Liming heard his assistant's words, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. In any case, the most important thing now was to determine the final list and then schedule the performance.

Even if there was no time for the uneven number of people on the Spring Festival Gala, even if they couldn't arrange the most basic program, it was really putting the cart before the horse.

The list had already been compiled by the assistant, and was very concise. Because of this, Tan Liming read through the entire document in a very short amount of time.

"Is that all of them?"

"Yes, only the people on the list can be identified at the moment."

The assistant had been around to help him with all sorts of things, Tan Liming thought. But because he believed in him, Tan Liming.

The next morning, Ye Zichen ran in the heat to the hospital where Old Ghost and Song Zu'er stayed yesterday.

When he walked into the hospital room, a strong smell of alcohol hit him. Ye Zichen couldn't help but frown. His footsteps also quickened a little.

When I went inside the hospital bed, I found Song Zu'er quietly sleeping on the bed while Old Ghost was resting in the family rest area on the side. Ye Zichen looked carefully several times and didn't find anything special about Song Zu'er. For a while, I was confused by the strong smell of alcohol in the room.

The old ghost also seemed to be uncomfortable with the simple family bed and slept very shallowly, slowly waking up and turning over after Ye Zichen and the others came in.

"Ah, why are you here?"

It seemed that the old ghost house was really a bit sleepy. Ye Zichen looked at "913", his sleepy eyes still drooping. His eyes were a little confused, looking at his old ghost. He couldn't say anything in his heart. Neither did he reply, directly throwing the fruit basket in his hand as a gift.

"Oh, oh. Oh, you~"

"Awake?"

"Ah, okay, wake up, no, yeh, you sit down."

The hot bar was behind me. Looking at Ye Zichen and Old Ghost, these two brothers were playing very chic. They kind of couldn't help but laugh too. They were just laughing straight from the ward.

Fortunately, there was only Ye Zichen and the rest of them in the room. Otherwise, they would feel a little sad if they disturbed the other patients in the ward.

However, Song Zu'er, who was lying on the bed, was still woken up by the hot laughter.

"What's wrong, brother?"

Thus, Song Joong-il's sleep should not be very good these days. Last night, he was rarely able to rest properly. Now he woke up in the morning, but he didn't lose his temper. Instead, for the first time, he asked the old ghost what had happened.

"Well, sister, you're awake. Let's see who will visit you."

Songzul was drawn to the old ghost's strange tone of voice. He rubbed his eyes, then opened them again to see who was in front of him.

Ye Zichen looked to see if he was asleep or awake. Song Zu'er who had a cute scent had a smile on her lips. As a result, the smile was just condensed in the next second.

I watched Song Joong-il's very normal early performance. As a result, when I rubbed my eyes and saw that the person in front of me was Ye Zichen, he immediately wrapped himself up tightly with the blanket.

Ye Zichen looked at Song Zu'er who was wrapped up in himself. The smile that had just appeared at the corner of his mouth wouldn't continue smiling for now. A direct recovery without an expression was incorrect. The situation was a bit awkward at one point.

Ye Zichen wasn't bad, aside from the initial surprise, the reaction afterwards was a bit interesting when you look at Song Zu'er's behavior. That's why I had a smile on my face again. But Ye Zichen could understand so simply that it was just a bit of anger on the old devil's side.