Entertainment 1998

Chapter 128 127, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall

Chapter 128 127, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall
When I was a child, I read the novel "Water Margin". Jiang Feng had a dream, which was to eat big chunks of meat with his brothers and divide gold with a big scale.

At this moment, the dream still exists.

As soon as Jiang Feng received the transfer of 2420 million from Maitian Music, he imagined himself grabbing Zhang Chu like a chicken, and then throwing him 20, and asked, "Brother Chu, are you happy? You can just follow your brothers in the future without worry."

Follow your brothers and you will have meat to eat!
But if you really want to make your business bigger and stronger, this way of playing will not last long. You must have reasonable procedures and well-organized rules and regulations.

Therefore, Jiang Feng immediately signed an agency agreement with Wang Jinghua's agency Black Sea Red Sun, allowing her agency to fully represent his music album business.

Act as an agent for music copyrights, contact music producers, contact well-known musicians, negotiate cooperation with record companies, contact recording studios, collect share payments, etc.

Of course, Jiang Feng also knew Wang Jinghua’s real purpose.

First, we announced to people in the industry that Jiang Feng, who is currently very popular in the music scene, is an artist under the Black Sea Red Sun Agency. We not only represent his film and television business, but we also handle his music business.

Second, if companies pay more taxes, the government will have preferential policies in related areas, such as rent reductions, company asset investments that can offset part of the taxes, etc.

However, the moment he signed the agency contract, Jiang Feng was reminded that now that the money was in place, his dream of owning a courtyard house would begin.

As for setting up your own film and television company...

There’s no rush for this.

Because the boom in the mainland's film and television industry started in 04 and 05, there are still five or six years from now, so just wait and there is no rush.

……

Media Center

It is the core enterprise of the Tourism Industry Division under China International Television Corporation and was founded in 1988.

It is a comprehensive tourist hotel integrating tourist hotel, news center, TV program production and satellite transmission business. It is located in the west section of Fuxingmen on West Chang'an Avenue, close to Beijing West Railway Station and has convenient transportation.

It was already 9 o'clock in the morning when Wang Jinghua drove a red Xiali and brought Jiang Feng and Li Xing here.

There’s nothing we can do, the snow is heavy and the roads are slippery.

If you want to ensure absolute safety, you can only come here slowly.

At the hotel entrance, Jiang Feng got out of the car and was about to go to the front desk to ask which room he would be arranged in, because all the main actors of the Spring Festival Gala could get free food and accommodation in this hotel. Actors of crosstalk and sketches could even use the rehearsal room in this hotel for free.

Although Jiang Feng does not plan to live here, he must be treated as a brother!
However, before he could see which direction the front desk was, a staff member who looked like a Spring Festival Gala crew came out to greet him.

"Jiang Feng, welcome. I'm Xu Bin from the language program team. From today until the end of the Spring Festival Gala, I will be in charge of all matters related to your performance on the Spring Festival Gala."

"Okay, Team Leader Xu."

Not knowing what to address him, Jiang Feng just saw the name tag hanging around his neck which read "Language Program Group", so he politely called him "Team Leader Xu".

"Jiang Feng, you are too polite."

Perhaps it was Jiang Feng's call of "Team Leader Xu" that made the staff member feel satisfied. He led Jiang Feng, Li Xing and Wang Jinghua towards the elevator.

"Jiang Feng, yesterday afternoon, I was also at the Black Box Theater of the Beijing Film Academy and watched your entire performance. Hmm, how should I put it?

The skit you performed solo was very good.

It is creative, funny, and reflects workplace life.

But there are a few points that we need to improve.”

At this time, the elevator arrived.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Jiang Feng, Wang Jing, Hua Li Xing and Xu Bin walked in.

Of course, Xu Bin didn't stop talking. "①, when you got up from the bed, your pants fell down, revealing your shorts with an elephant image on them. Well, our program team thought that this was some kind of sexual suggestion, which conflicted with the joyful and auspicious atmosphere of the Spring Festival Gala, so we thought that the pants didn't fall down.

②, according to your lines when you called, you should have proposed to Aunt Wang from the company when you were drinking. We think this point must be changed, because if it is not changed, it will be suspected of making fun of retired personnel.

③. A dagger appeared on your bed. Although it looks like a fruit knife, people may think it is a dagger or a weapon. It is not appropriate to appear on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, so this also needs to be changed.

④. It is the video that appears during the performance of the skit. In the video, you are drunk and act as a hero to save a beautiful girl by beating up the man who kidnapped her.

This is not appropriate either.

Since it is the police, not us personally, who are responsible for rescuing the hostages, we believe that this point should also be changed.

⑤, Jiang Feng, there is a biggest bug in your skit, that is..."

Having said that, we have arrived at the 8th floor.

The door opened, Jiang Feng walked out first, then turned around and said to Xu Bin:
"Team Leader Xu, I accept your first point about not wearing shorts with elephants printed on them. Well, I can wear a red pair with four golden characters for good fortune and good luck printed on them. This is completely in line with the atmosphere of the Spring Festival Gala and can also make the audience in front of the TV laugh.

As for the other things you said, I’m sorry, I can’t change them…”

"Jiang Feng!"

Seeing that Jiang Feng was about to resist, Wang Jinghua immediately reached out and grabbed him.

"Jiang Feng, how did you talk to Team Leader Xu? As for the plot, let's discuss it. After all, you wrote this skit."

"Eh…"

Seeing Wang Jinghua winking at him, Jiang Feng sighed and said:

"Team Leader Xu, let's put it this way, you invited me here to make a delicious Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

Then you said that you were allergic to alcohol and couldn't add old wine to Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. Then you said that you didn't like to eat seafood and asked me to remove the abalone and sea cucumber from Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. Then you said that tendons and flower mushrooms didn't suit your taste and didn't need to be added. Finally, you thought about it and told me that quail is a very cute animal, so how can we eat quail eggs? Or, how about we replace quail eggs with chicken eggs?
Hehe..., Team Leader Xu, tell me, can the food I make with other ingredients still be called Buddha Jumps Over the Wall?

If not, then there is no need for me, the chef who comes to make Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, to exist.”

Quiet.

Very quiet.

No matter it was the staff member named Xu Bin, or Wang Jinghua and Li Xing who were standing next to Jiang Feng, they all felt dumbfounded.

Holy shit... someone actually dared to confront the national television station.

"Clap clap clap..."

The applause was sudden.

Just when the four people didn't know how to ease this magical atmosphere, someone started clapping. Jiang Feng turned around and saw a funny guy standing not far away and clapping.

"Little brother, I think your analogy is very good. Since you asked us to cook Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, then we must use the ingredients of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. If not, as a chef, we might as well not cook it.

Because only real ingredients are worthy of the people who eat them.

Rather than listening to those self-righteous people. "

Chen Peisi.

Seeing the famous domestic comedy star Chen Peisi cheering for him, Jiang Feng felt dazed.

Didn't they say that the 98 Spring Festival Gala was the last one for him and Lao Mao? How come I saw him here again today?

(End of this chapter)

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