Hualiu Director

Chapter 182 The Annual Meeting of Hualiu Film and Television

During this period of time, Lin Hong and several actors of "People on the Journey" split up and appeared on seven programs of five satellite TV stations. Lost on Journey".

On the twenty-ninth day of the lunar calendar, many production crews have already shut down for the holiday, and the variety shows on the TV stations are basically no longer recorded, and they basically use saved scripts to spend the Spring Festival holiday.

Lin Hong finally started his official holiday from today, and Hualiu Film and Television has booked a resort in Miyun to hold the company's annual meeting.

Hualiu Film and Television is not big, and there are less than 50 people from the chairman to the security guards. Xiao Di chose this resort specially for the sake of excitement, and also welcomes company employees to bring their families to thank them for their support for their families working in Hualiu. .

In addition to employees and family members, Hualiu Film and Television also invited some well-connected celebrities, artists and partners to join the fun, and everyone came as long as the time was right.

In fact, the so-called company annual meeting is superficially to summarize the gains and losses of a year's work, and to imagine the work goals for the coming year.

However, Hualiu Film and Television itself has only been established for a long time, and the efficiency of the company's shareholders and departments is very high. The summary has already been summarized at the once-a-week meeting, so there is no need to summarize now.

Therefore, the year-end meeting of Hualiu Film and Television is a large-scale team building, and the purpose of the meeting is to eat, drink and have fun.

The resort has its own conference center. Li Xian sang for everyone on the stage, and the songs he sang were neither "Because of Love" nor popular love songs like "Love is Your Last Resort".

Because the site adopted the mechanism of ordering songs on the spot, everyone booed and asked Li Xian to sing "Drunken Butterfly", a divine song that was once sung in "Night Shop".

"I can't fly no matter what, Huahua's world, so I am a drunk butterfly..."

Although Li Xian's face was flustered with embarrassment, seeing his mother and many aunts supporting him dance together in the audience, he felt unreasonable... even more embarrassing.

"Where is the applause!"

Zhang Wentong, who was the guest host, was already insane with joy, and kept booing and applauding to the audience who were already laughing madly.

The photographer, Xing Wei, suppressed his smile and tried not to shake his hands as much as possible. He vowed to take a good shot of this scene, and when the time is right, it will definitely be on the hot search list.

Although everyone laughed, the atmosphere in the conference room reached its peak when Li Xian finished singing and the aunts danced in the square.

"Okay, let us thank Li Xian for his wonderful singing, and thank all the aunts and grandmas for their wonderful backup dancers. The staff will write down these old babies in a while, as long as each backup dancer on stage has a chicken, a ham and two boxes of milk as a thank you present."

Zhang Wentong was not joking when he said this, because he knew that many elders would come, so the planning of this year-end meeting specially prepared a lot of New Year's goods, which are much more than giving a red envelope to say New Year's greetings.

Of course, the red envelope must still be prepared.

"Ah, if we had known that there would be new year's goods, we should have been on stage."

Hearing that there are so many things on stage, Lin Qinglan took Song Xiaohan's hand to express regret.

Song Xiaohan felt the kindness from Lin Qinglan's hand, she smiled sweetly and nodded in response.But just seeing her mother laughing so happily with Aunt Hu and the others on stage, Song Xiaohan felt that it was worth it even without the new year's goods.

"Okay, another show is over, and it's time for the lucky draw. This round we will draw ten lucky people. What are the prizes?"

Well, as the host, I don't know what the prize is, maybe it will only appear at Hualiu's annual meeting.

But this is also normal, because there are too many prizes, and each round of prizes is determined by mood, so each round is discussed with the audience.

After "urgent" negotiations, it was finally decided that the prize for this round was the No. [-] New Year's gift package.

"What's in the No. [-] New Year's gift package, let me take a look." Zhang Wentong looked at the document list in his hand, and then his eyes almost popped out.

"Wow, there are 100 catties of flour, 100 catties of rice, 20 catties of pork, 10 catties of beef, 10 catties of mutton, 10 catties of donkey meat, 10 catties of prawns, 2 fish, 1 big goose, 10 catties in the No. Chinese cabbage, 2 pots of oil, plus 1 pot of sauerkraut."

Huang Li and others have never heard of the company's annual prizes, but they have to say that these new year products are so down-to-earth and attractive. He thought of the Apple mobile phone and Apple computer released at his Spring Thunder annual meeting yesterday. It doesn't seem interesting to look at it.

"You have to grab it for me in a while!"

The wife next to him reminded Huang Li again, because no one in his family won the prize in the first round and already missed the No. [-] gift bag. Now Mrs. Huang, who is worth hundreds of millions, doesn't want to miss this round.

It's still Hualiu's young people who will work hard!

In fact, it is said to grab a big gift bag, which is to grab a red envelope.

On the big screen is Zhang Wentong’s mobile phone screen, and the background picture is a photo of him and Liang Anqi on the set. Lin Hong feels that he did this on purpose to show off to his parents who came from afar.

At the beginning of the year-end party, a temporary group was established. Every time a lottery is drawn, everyone will grab red envelopes in the group, and the top ten people who grab the most are considered winners.

"Are you all ready?"

Zhang Wentong's 200 yuan red envelope has been divided into 146 pieces and is ready, just enter the password to send out.

"Ready!"

Zhang Wentong entered the password, and in the next second there were moving voices of opening red envelopes one after another.

"Oh, I only got fifty cents this time, so I'm sure it's gone."

"My red envelope has two yuan. If there is a chance, there will be a chance."

Soon there seemed to be a red envelope on Zhang Wentong's phone that hadn't been snatched. Huang Xiaoming saw that Xiao Hai in his arms hadn't opened the red envelope after clicking it several times, so he grabbed his finger and tapped it lightly.

"Ding", 5.38 yuan, the best luck!

"Oh, we won the lottery!"

Huang Xiaoming hugged his son Xiaohai excitedly, and kissed him on the face again, unexpectedly, they were the last ones to open the red envelope, and they had the best luck, this is a guaranteed winning spot.

"Our staff, please quickly count the number of winners."

Soon the list of the top ten for grabbing red envelopes came out.

"Wow, Lao Huang, you won the lottery. There are so many things to eat!"

Mrs. Huang, who is worth hundreds of millions, is so excited. It is the first time she has won such a special prize. The prize won at the annual meeting of the streaming film and television company", isn't that super face-saving.

"Mom, you won the lottery too." A small employee of Hualiu excitedly announced the good news to her mother-in-law. "I can't finish eating, I can't finish eating."

"Jiang Jiang, you also won the lottery, you are so lucky!" Tian Jingfan looked at Jiang Zhenyu enviously, she wanted these prizes very much, if she could get these prizes, she would be able to eat until the Lantern Festival.

And Jiang Zhenyu was also very happy to see that she won the lottery, but the capital is too far away from Yunnan, how can I get these prizes home?

"Hey, Yuemei, is the fourth one you?"

Sister Hu has a good look and sees that the fourth profile picture is Song Xiaohan's stage photo, and she remembers that Song Yuemei's WeChat profile picture is this picture.

"It seems so!"

Song Yuemei carefully looked at the profile picture and the amount of the red envelope, and finally confirmed that it was her.

"Hahaha, that's great, Xiaoxiao, your mother won the lottery, which is a good sign!"

Sister Hu yelled at the "suger girl" not far away, the more she looked at Song Xiaohan, the more she liked it.

"I don't like the seventh one, so I kicked it, and make up No. 11."

The profile picture of No. 7 in the red envelope was a whale, and Zhang Wentong was upset when he saw it. He was also kicked in the first round.

"I protest!"

"Protest is ineffective!"

Liao Xingmin and others suppressed Lin Hong as soon as he protested, and they didn't snatch it.

The audience laughed loudly and praised Zhang Wentong for his behavior of blatantly suppressing the chairman, and the No. 11 winner was the family member of the company's employees.

A total of ten people were invited to the stage. Zhang Wentong gave a brief interview to everyone. Even Xiao Hai, the youngest, was asked which uncle was the most handsome.

Then Xiao Hai said that his father was the most handsome, and then Uncle Lin Hong.

This hit Zhang Wentong who was trying hard to show himself, and Lin Hong kept applauding and laughing in the audience. This Xiaohai didn't hurt in vain, and he was still very powerful at the critical moment.

"Auntie, you look a bit unfamiliar, let me introduce myself first."

Zhang Wentong, a bad guy, lost face with Xiao Hai, of course he wanted to make up for it with Lin Hong, so he finally interviewed Lin Hong's future mother-in-law.

"Hi everyone, I'm Song Xiaohan's mother."

"Wow, is it Song Xiaohan from the 'suger girl', the one who bought watches with our chairman?"

This bitch Zhang Wentong has an extremely exaggerated expression, wishing the whole world could review the meme of buying watches.

Although Lin Hong could not wait to rush to the stage to expose Zhang Wentong's all kinds of flamboyant operations in the dormitory, the Hualiu employees in the audience didn't care so much. They used booing and whistle to show that we are familiar with this stalk and use it frequently.

Song Xiaohan, who was with her teammates, was so ashamed that she had nowhere to hide, but Tian Jingfan and her teammates also booed along with Hualiu's people, as if they could get many songs in exchange for selling him... This seems to be really possible.

"Yes, the one who bought the watch with Lin Hong is my daughter Song Xiaohan, hahaha..."

Song Yuemei didn't give up the cabbage to make people feel distressed at all. He was very satisfied with Lin Hong and wished they could succeed, so she smiled so happily and stood up to eat melons in person.

"Then why is Auntie coming to the capital this time?"

"I accompanied Xiaoxiao to the capital to witness her signing. She officially signed with Hualiu Music yesterday afternoon."

Yesterday morning, the mother and daughter arrived in the capital with Wuyunge, and in the afternoon Lin Hong led them to visit the so-called Hualiu Music, which is a smaller building next to Hualiu Film and Television.

The three offices and two professional recording studios are still under renovation, but eight staff members including legal affairs, finance, public relations and administration are already in place.

Even Wuyunge had her own workstation, which made her happy for a long time.

As for the agent, Lin Hong is still helping to find it, and it is estimated that it will be implemented soon.

So yesterday afternoon Song Xiaohan became Hualiu Music's second signed singer, and the last singer currently planned.

On the stage, Zhang Wentong looked at Lin Hong with feigned surprise and saluted with fists.

"Chairman, I am convinced!"

Then all the interviews for this round ended.And Lin Hong scolded Zhang Wentong in his heart, you are convinced, you are convinced, you should explain clearly what you obey, do you know that half of what you say is easy to be beaten.

Others don't care, Zhang Wentong's "I'm convinced" is enough for them to make up countless plots and pictures, most of which are plots that spend a lot of money to please Pomeranians.