After rebirth, I became a great master

Chapter 445 Compromise with Reality
Zhou Haoran took a shower and went back to his bedroom to get dressed.

He Jin, wrapped in a large white bath towel, brought over a fruit platter from the kitchen.

Seeing Zhou Haoran getting dressed, she scolded him slightly, "Are you leaving already?"

"Hmm, it's too late."

Zhou Haoran checked the time; it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. Time always flies when you're having fun; an hour had passed without him even realizing it.

"Just pull up your pants and leave?" He Jin rolled her eyes at him and joked, "It won't make a difference if we just have a little longer, how about we eat some fruit and rest for a bit?"

Zhou Haoran took a slice of orange, looked at her, and said curiously, "Sister He Jin, you're amazing. You're like nothing happened. If it were anyone else... they'd probably be lying on the bed, not wanting to move."

He Jin pointed to her waist, then to her legs, and chuckled, "I'm just forcing myself. My waist and legs are so sore... I never knew what back pain meant before, but now I really understand. It's so exhilarating."

"So you have to be brave enough to try."

"Ah."

"I'll come back next week."

"Fine." Seeing him rush to get dressed and leave, He Jin felt helpless. She picked up his shirt for him, stood in front of him, and said with a half-smile, "You got what you wanted, are you happy now?"

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "It's alright, I guess it's a relief."

“You…” He Jin shook her head helplessly, “You’re obviously a womanizer.”

Zhou Haoran countered, "Don't you feel lucky to have met me?"

"Yes, you are my lucky star."

He Jin suppressed a laugh and agreed with him.

Zhou Haoran got dressed and picked up his briefcase.

I didn't have much money in my bag this time, only a little over ten thousand.

He took out a stack and handed it over.

"Sister He Jin, please take this."

"what?"

He Jin was stunned for a moment.

Zhou Haoran looked at her strangely, "Take it?"

"I do not want."

He Jin's face flushed red, and she was somewhat embarrassed.

Zhou Haoran chuckled and said, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Just take it if you want it."

"I don't want to, it's like I'm... I'm like that thing..."

He Jin found it difficult to speak.

"You're overthinking it." Zhou Haoran pushed the money back to him. "You're being so polite with me. We've already slept together, and you're still acting all coy. Take it and save it up to buy a house or something."

"But……"

He Jin pushed the money back, saying she didn't want it no matter what.

Zhou Haoran was both amused and exasperated. "Sister He Jin, what's wrong with you? Why are you talking to me, a girl from a modest family?"

“It’s not about being a girl from a modest family; this…this is a matter of principle.”

He Jin bit her lip tightly, but her eyes were still somewhat reluctant to leave the stack of ten thousand yuan banknotes.

Ten thousand yuan is no small sum!

That's half a year's salary for her.

Zhou Haoran said firmly, "Alright, take it. I'll return it to you next time I come. I can't just take your body for free, can I? It'll make me seem stingy. Take it."

"Will you pay me back next time?"

He Jin's expression was strange.

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "Sure, I'll give you money every time. In two months, you'll have saved enough to buy a house."

He Jin bit her lip, stammering, "But...but what reason could I have for taking your money? I didn't...I didn't..."

"What reason do I need? I told you, we're good friends. It's only right that I take care of you." Zhou Haoran recalled when he first joined the station. "When I first came to the unit, you helped me so much, with everything from big to small things. Now that I'm successful, it's only natural that I give you a hand."

"Where did you get so much money?" He Jin was worried that his money was ill-gotten, so she reminded him, "Haoran, you are still young. Don't skimp on the program's budget. Song Yongjun is keeping a close eye on things."

Zhou Haoran chuckled and said, "Once you get to know us better, you'll understand. I wouldn't even take this little bit of money for the program if it were given to me for free. Here, take it."

He Jin gave a hesitant "hmm" through her nose.

It felt like two thoughts were locked in a tug-of-war in my mind.

One reason is her self-respect, which makes her back down.

One is reality, which is to let her in.

Finally, reality prevailed.

"You've already slept with him, things are already like this, what's the point of having any self-respect..."

He Jin took a deep breath.

I've figured it out.

He understood, and reached out to take the money: "Then I'll take it."

"Well, take it."

Just as Zhou Haoran was about to hand the money to her, he remembered something and took it back.

"Ok?"

He Jin was taken aback and looked at him strangely.

Zhou Haoran coughed, pointed to the floor, and said, "Sister He Jin, come and kneel here."

He Jin's face flushed again, radiant with beauty, and she chuckled softly, "What? Not going home? You're coming back? Your fighting power is too strong!"

Zhou Haoran said, "No, you kneel here and I'll give you money."

"Huh?" He Jin was puzzled.

Zhou Haoran said in a low voice, "I like seeing women kneeling at my feet and submitting. It gives me a great sense of accomplishment and arouses me... If you don't want to, then forget it."

He Jin glared at him fiercely, "I think you're a remnant of feudalism."

"let it go."

Zhou Haoran naturally didn't force her and handed over the money.

He Jin didn't answer, but gritted her teeth and snorted, "I'm really going all out tonight, I don't care about saving face at all."

In any case, "reality outweighs self-esteem".

Money in hand is the only truth.

"Is this okay?"

He Jin knelt at his feet, her expression annoyed, her phoenix eyes glaring, looking somewhat angry.

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "Alright, I feel incredibly accomplished! Here you go!"

He Jin took the money, glared at him again, and said in a spoiled tone, "Can I get up now? I don't know where you learned all these bad habits from. Are you like this with everyone else too? Or are you just bullying me?"

"it's the same."

Zhou Haoran pulled her up.

He Jin thought he was talking nonsense and sighed helplessly, "I'm completely under your thumb."

"You should be secretly happy!"

Zhou Haoran picked up his bag and prepared to leave.

Upon reaching the door, He Jin suddenly remembered something, her expression changed slightly, and she quickly asked, "Haoran, are you wearing the underwear I bought for you?"

Zhou Haoran said "hmm".

"Change it right away!"

He Jin thought to herself that she almost gave herself away.

Zhou Haoran smiled and said, "No need, it's alright."

He Jin stamped her foot anxiously, "No, what if Sui Qing finds out you're home? Hurry up and go change back."

"So what if they found it? Qiao Suiqing doesn't care about these things."

Zhou Haoran wouldn't make a mountain out of a molehill.

"Huh?" He Jin's eyes widened in disbelief. "Doesn't she care about you?"

Zhou Haoran said proudly, "She's very virtuous!"

“Then…” He Jin was less panicked. After hesitating for a moment, she still advised, “Then don’t tell her you came to my place, otherwise I won’t know how to face her in the future.”

"Don't worry, she never asks about these things."

Zhou Haoran waved goodbye to her and left.

The following Saturday and Sunday are designated as holidays for prayers.

Zhou Haoran is very busy.

Three screenings were organized in total.

One event was at Fudan University, where university students watched the film and voted; another was at Changxing Publishing House, where printing factory workers watched the film and voted; and the last event was at a construction site, where construction workers watched the film and voted.

Meanwhile, Editor-in-Chief Dong Lan also organized two events.

The guests were all retired elderly people.

The meeting took place on Sunday afternoon.

Count the total number of votes.

Version A, hosted by Qiao Suiqing, received 122 votes.

Version B, hosted by Sun Lei, received 175 votes.
Version C, hosted by Hong Yi, received 303 votes.

A cliff-hanging lead!
The sum of A and B is not as good as C!
Sure enough, practice proved that Zhou Haoran's guess was correct. The lively, relaxed, and humorous style is more popular with the audience, just like Xiao Cui, Lao Bi, and Li Yong on Crown TV, or like "Happy Camp" on Volcano TV.

In the small office, Zhou Haoran and several core members of the program team, including Hu Xiaochen, Dong Lan, Xia Shaojie, Zhu Feiyang, and He Siqi, held a meeting to finalize the plan.

When the minority submits to the majority, naturally no one has any objections.

Moreover, this market research model is widely recognized. Starting from the market and from the user, it can be said to have set a precedent, a model that has never been seen in the domestic television industry before.

It not only gave people a refreshing feeling, but also filled them with fighting spirit.

"What about the leadership?"

Xia Shaojie raised a concern: prior to this, the recommended solution from the leaders of the Lifestyle Channel was Version A.

"Don't worry about them."

Zhou Haoran didn't care.

“I remember…” Editor-in-Chief Dong Lan recalled something, “Producer Zhou, if I remember correctly, when the General Office voted before, Director Song voted for version C.”

Zhou Haoran raised an eyebrow. "It seems so."

Dong Lan smiled and said, "Why don't we tell Director Song this good news? Let's say that after careful consideration, we've decided to respect the director's wishes and adopt Plan C. This will be a gesture of goodwill to prevent him from cutting off our funding."

"Huh?" Zhou Haoran was taken aback. "He cut off our funding?"

Hu Xiaochen, standing to the side, said coldly, "It's stuck. We need to submit a report to the finance department, and we can only get the money after they approve it. He's trampling on the 'producer responsibility system' again."

"I see..." Zhou Haoran thought for a moment and made arrangements, "Editor-in-Chief Dong, please take this opportunity to set up a finance team within our column. We don't need too many people, just five or six. When the sponsor's money arrives, it won't go through the company's accounts, it will go directly into our finance team."

"Huh?" Dong Lan was taken aback. "Doesn't this violate the principles?"

Zhou Haoran said, "Let's do it this way first. If the sponsorship fee goes into the finance department and then the finance department allocates funds, there's no guarantee that Song Yongjun won't resort to some underhanded tricks!"

Hu Xiaochen said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid it's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark. The recording of 'Everyone's Art Up' is about to begin, and we can't afford any accidents."

"Okay, then I'll go and meet him."

Zhou Haoran planned to talk to Song Yongjun to see what he really meant!
(End of this chapter)