My wife is in my arms

Chapter 617 Small Things After the Rain (Part 2)

on the stage.

Jiang Yiren, dressed in a tracksuit, was rehearsing with several backup dancers. Zhang You, Han Hui, and Cheng Xiyao, who had followed along, were watching nearby.

Looking at the singer's somewhat uncoordinated movements.

Zhang You didn't know what to say. He had a great figure, but his dancing was always so...unpleasant. Yet he still insisted on dancing.

Meanwhile, the four members of the safety team are conducting targeted inspections of various locations on site as requested by Zhang You. After all, stage safety is a low-probability event, so it's normal if there are no problems.

All Zhang You wanted was peace of mind.

Jiang Yiren is still very important to him. She is his provider, his woman, and the mother of his child. With so many roles, Zhang You must ensure her safety within his capabilities.

however.

Just as he continued to admire the dance moves of the previous dancers, a middle-aged man who was in charge of checking the welding of the large screen above the stage came over and whispered something to him.

Zhang You was taken aback, then climbed the ladder in the direction he pointed and looked at it carefully.

Sure enough, one of the welding points on the frame that held the large screen in place was not welded securely, probably due to the negligence of the welder at the time. Only one welding point remained. The reason no accident occurred was because the other three points were welded very well.

But if things continue like this...

Over time, if you're lucky and there's no concert going on, the screen might just fall and damage one screen. But if you're unlucky and a singer is having a concert downstairs, you're in trouble.

"Get out of the way, all of you!"

Zhang You called out.

Jiang Yiren, who was still rehearsing on stage, looked up in confusion. Han Hui, however, reacted quickly, running over to pull her aside and saying to the backup dancers, "What are you all standing there for! Come here right now!"

As the group left, Zhang You climbed down the ladder and said directly to the stadium staff, "There's a safety hazard at one of the welding points above. Immediately arrange for a welder to re-weld it."

Upon hearing this, the staff member immediately made a phone call to summon someone.

Zhang You ignored him and instead had someone test the sensitivity of the lifting platform.

"Boss, how about..."

Just as the experienced worker who had spotted the problem was about to say something, Zhang You raised his hand to stop him, saying, "Your job is to inspect, not to do the work yourself. After this side is welded, you can check it again. Also, you did a great job today. In addition to your salary, I will tell the workshop to give you an extra 20,000 yuan as a bonus."

After saying that, Zhang You patted him on the shoulder and said, "Work hard, but let me make this clear: if you can't find any safety hazards, you can drink tea and play on your phones in the studio without anyone bothering you. But you absolutely cannot create hazards where there aren't any. Anyone who dares to do that, if I don't find out, fine, but if I do, you're fired immediately."

"Don't worry, boss."

The experienced craftsman nodded quickly and made his promise.

The stage lift in the center was fine; after many attempts, it didn't sluggish or out of control. Soon, the stadium manager called in a welding technician. After the welding was completed, the safety team checked it again and, finding no problems, Zhang Youcai let the singer continue rehearsing.

"Your husband is quite meticulous."

After several rehearsals, while Jiang Yiren took a break, Han Hui unscrewed the cap of a water bottle and handed it to her, saying with a smile, "Of course."

Jiang Yiren was quite pleased with herself.

Even though her husband's safety team found problems, Jiang Yiren didn't take it seriously. After all, a singer had just held a concert here not long ago, and she hadn't seen anything happen to him.

Moreover, the problems that were identified have now been resolved.

This morning, the "Special Voice" production team held its second internal meeting, following a meeting yesterday. The meeting mainly focused on the selection of singers, adjustments to the content, and discussions about the upgrades to the rules and increased difficulty in the first season.

That's how a variety show works.

When we started the first season, there were bound to be many problems. Perhaps the audience was so focused on the singers’ performances that they didn’t notice them, but as staff members of the production team, we naturally felt them.

For example, the way votes are accumulated in the voting process is not very good.

Some singers scored ridiculously high, while others scored pitifully low. Therefore, adjustments were needed during the recording of the second season. For example, a maximum score of 100 was used, and then some details were refined to reduce the score gap.

In addition to the director, chief planner, and heads of various departments of "Special Voice," the deputy director, director, and producer of the station also attended the meeting today.

Because several issues required these people to make final decisions today, before the meeting began, Director Ning's assistant handed a copy of the proposed adjustments to the game rules for the second season to each of the station's leaders. The group picked it up and carefully reviewed it, occasionally exchanging ideas.

"good"

Deputy Director Xie nodded first, indicating his approval of the copycat case.

in fact.

Actually, he didn't look at it carefully at all, but he personally made the decision to produce "Special Voice". He also strongly supported Director Ning to be the chief director despite the opposition. He was very happy with the success of the first season of "Special Voice" and regarded Director Ning as one of his own. Now that his own people have put forward a plan, he should support it for both reason and emotion.

With the station director only a year away from retirement, at this critical juncture, as the most likely successor, I not only need to produce outstanding results, but also win over a group of capable people to my side.

Television is a kind of social arena.

In the world of martial arts, you can't go far by going it alone. Only by rallying a group of people and dividing another group can you effectively suppress those who disagree with you. Only in this way can you stand firm and go far.

Turning to look at the station director, Deputy Director Xie smiled and said, "What do you think, Director? I think Director Ning and Planner Xu's plan is very feasible, especially for singers of Liu Fei's caliber. It would be a real waste to simply have them cover other singers' songs. So instead of just covering them... how about we increase the difficulty and have our production team come up with the questions? Otherwise, it would really be a waste of all the money our production team has spent."

"Old Xie makes a lot of sense."

The station director chuckled in response, then continued, "However, covers are still necessary. After all, old songs have more staying power. Simply creating original songs... not everyone has the talent of someone like Zhang You. Also, the workload for the second season of 'Special Voice' will definitely be huge. After all, a TV station still needs to consider human relationships. Work is work, but we can't deprive employees of their lives because of work."

"..."

Deputy Director Xie was taken aback.

He had a bad feeling, and then the station director's next words confirmed his suspicions: "I heard that when Director Ning was recording the first season of 'Special Voice,' he often worked until the early hours of the morning. How can that be allowed! You know, Director Ning is a key member of the station, and his health is of paramount importance to the station. So I'm planning to find someone to share Director Ning's workload. There's no need to avoid suspicion in work, so I'll just say one name: Yang Guang… Well, although he's my son, I always keep my personal and professional life separate. If anyone thinks he's not up to the task of being the assistant director for the second season of 'Special Voice,' please let me know."

His gaze swept across everyone's faces, the station director still beaming, his kind and benevolent expression like that of a smiling Buddha. "Hehe, of course, while making suggestions, you should also recommend someone you think is suitable. Everyone should express their opinions freely; a television station isn't a one-man show."

(End of this chapter)