Arriving at the shed.
Tang Qing spotted Wang Yan and her daughter from afar.
The two of them were chatting with a tall, professionally dressed beauty whom Tang Qing recognized. She was a host from the Qingyan City TV Station and had previously lived in his uncle’s house. Tang Qing happened to rember her while his uncle Qin Yugang watched the news.
It wasn’t a surprise.
The preparation report from Sky Eye already contained this information.
Since this year’s annual eting was not small in scale, it required city approval. Then, many people found out that Sheng Tang Group was preparing a large-scale performance, which made Dou Jiao’s phone very busy.
The city leadership personally called, proactively asking to attend.
Dou Jiao gladly agreed, as this was already in the plan. Inviting city leaders to such a grand event was unavoidable, and it also served as a major Public Relation and showcasing platform for Sheng Tang Group.
Annual eting.
It wasn’t just about gathering people for a lively event; the underlying significance was equally important.
It required "balancing internal and external factors."
As a sponsor, the city ’supported’ a host and so buses to specifically transport people to and from the venue, which significantly reduced expenses and hassle.
Tang Qing strode over.
He Zixin followed behind him with quick steps.
The host, Zong Wen, also noticed Tang Qing, and her eyes lit up, thinking: What a handso young man.
Following Zong Wen’s gaze.
Wang Yan and her daughter also saw Tang Qing and hurriedly got up, a thrilled smile on Wang Yan’s face. Two days ago, while shopping with Lin Jiaxue, Lin Jiaxue had suggested whether she was interested in singing with a celebrity to expand her music network, and Wang Yan had imdiately agreed.
So, starting from yesterday, she began to familiarize herself with the songs, practicing all day. Fortunately, the sound insulation in her ho was excellent, located in a high-end residential area developed by her family, which didn’t disturb the neighbors but rather vexed Shi Lan and Wang Sheng.
A song.
However pleasing.
And it being the kind where parts are repeatedly sung and the tunes are varied, it could get intolerable.
Today, Wang Yan had co early to familiarize herself with the venue.
Tang Qing greeted, "Wang Yan, Aunt, you’ve co quite early."
"Yes, Yanzi got up before dawn and dragged here; we even had to buy our breakfast on the way," Shi Lan complained about her daughter disturbing her pleasant dreams. If it weren’t for soone from the performance team supervising here, they would have had to wait until the work hours.
"Mom, you’ve ntioned it all morning."
Wang Yan rolled her eyes.
"Okay, Mom will stop talking. Are you here for rehearsal too?" Shi Lan quickly changed the subject.
Tang Qing nodded, "Yes, I have to perform too, just like Wang Yan, also a duet, getting acquainted with the host and the process first."
"The host is Sister Zong, she is from our TV station."
Wang Yan quickly took Zong Wen by her side and introduced her.
Looking at the host ’gifted’ to them, Tang Qing nodded and smiled at her, "Miss Zong, nice to et you. I’ll be troubling you this ti, and I will definitely give you a Big Red Envelope after the annual eting ends."
Zong Wen seed to understand Tang Qing’s identity.
He Zixin introduced from beside, "Miss Zong, this is our Group’s Chairman, Tang Qing."
"I thought as much," Zong Wen thought to herself.
Looking again at this incredibly handso young man, the pride of Qingyan City, the leader of Sheng Tang Group and several other large Corporate Groups, she was astonished to see how young he was.
It was only by hosting this annual eting that she had the qualification to understand how vast Tang Qing’s business empire was.
She was quite shocked when she had found out.
The miracle of Sheng Tang Group, and the massive family fortune.
Were all created by the young man before her.
"Chairman Tang, nice to et you, thank you for your advertisent sponsorship support to our station," Zong Wen ca back to her senses and began her ’routine’. She was here also with the purpose of maintaining and nurturing the business relationship with Sheng Tang Group as an advertiser.
Tang Qing was also taken aback by this sudden expression of gratitude.
Thanks for the sponsorship.
It seed appropriate.
The Sheng Tang Group’s advertisents appear not only on CCTV but also on local stations everywhere; they even plan to sponsor next year’s Super Girl. Hence, the Sheng Tang Group, now a large corporation, intends to reduce advertising expenditure on local stations.
I wonder if they got the news.
"Definitely, Qingyan City is where the Sheng Tang Group started, and Qingyan City TV Station has always been an important advertising partner for us. We may cease partnership with other places, but here with you, we definitely want to renew,"
Tang Qing gave his assurance.
Face must be given mutually.
A bit of money, rely a trivial matter. In the grand sche of Sheng Tang Group’s advertising expenses, it’s less than one percent. Speaking of which, Tang Qing couldn’t help but complain about how expensive the CCTV advertising fees are, and the sponsorship fee for Super Girl is steep too.
It’s not just expensive.
It’s prohibitively expensive.
But only for these two years.
Once Sheng Tang Group firmly establishes itself and marches toward the international stage, the dostic advertising share will begin to decrease.
Receiving a definitive answer, Zong Wen was very satisfied and could finally report back to the TV station leaders.
"Thank you, Chairman Tang," Zong Wen said with a sweet smile.
"You’re welco. Tell about the process," replied Tang Qing.
"Sure."
Zong Wen retrieved a file from behind her.
She handed one to Tang Qing.
She also opened her own copy and began to narrate, "This first part is mine. I will announce the opening of the annual eting, and then introduce the attendees, starting with a few city leaders and heads of municipal bureaus.
They won’t make speeches. After that, a short film featuring the developnt history of your subsidiary companies will be played, followed by your entrance. Boss Tang will need to prepare the speech, best if kept within ten minutes..."
Zong Wen ticulously went through the entire process with Tang Qing.
Since it’s the company’s annual eting, there are no speeches from the leaders. Instead, the focus is on Tang Qing and his subsidiaries, along with various celebrities and performance programs, culminating in a lottery and award announcents among others.
The process is quite complex.
It took over half an hour for Zong Wen to explain everything.
"That’s the whole process, Chairman Tang. You’ll need to appear five tis, with the first one being a simple speech. The second ti, you’ll go on stage to sing. You’ll need to prepare well for that; the rest are easy. You can just read directly from the prompt cards, I..."
People who have not experienced event preparation can’t understand the difficulty involved.
Tang Qing listened attentively, morizing everything.
"Alright, your main task now is to rehearse the song, just like Wang Yan. By the way, how good is your singing?" asked Zong Wen, knowing Wang Yan was professional, and that she often participated in small singing performances as per their earlier conversation.
There shouldn’t be a problem.
But Zong Wen was unsure about Tang Qing. He was handso and had a pleasant voice, but that didn’t necessarily an he could sing well.
"May I say ’very good’?"
Tang Qing was not modest.
Singing?
How hard could it be?
Zong Wen laughed as well, "Haha, Chairman Tang is quite confident. Alright, you will be singing a duet with Uranus on his single ’Chinese People.’ What you need to do is just not overpower or forget the lyrics; rember the sequence and your own and the shared lyrics."
’Chinese People’
The song was chosen by Uranus, and Tang Qing also liked it very much. It felt powerful when sung. To perform this song, Tang Qing even experinted with dozens of vocal techniques before finally settling on the ’voice.’
Otherwise.
Singing this powerful song with a light, creamy voice would be quite inappropriate and lack the necessary vigor.
"I understand," Tang Qing nodded.
"Alright then, go ahead and perform the song on stage completely. If there are any issues, we’ll have a professional music coach to guide you. During the annual eting, the audience will be all your employees, it’s your ho court, so just relax. As long as you’re not too off-key, no one will have anything to say," Zong Wen reassured.
Tang Qing was speechless.
He touched his own face.
Do I look nervous?
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