Supreme Warrior in the City
Chapter 353 - 352 Excited Station Head

Chapter 353: Chapter 352 Excited Station Head

In another rest room at the television station was Huo Qianfang’s lounge.

The Huo Family wielded great influence in Pingbei Province, and as the eldest daughter of the Huo Family, Huo Qianfang naturally received the highest standard of treatment when she visited the television station.

However, at the moment, Huo Qianfang was in a rage, smashing everything in the room to pieces.

Standing next to her were several assistants, all trembling and pale-faced.

It was well known that Huo Qianfang had a bad temper, and these assistants had never seen her as furious as she was now, despite having worked with her for a long time.

Huo Qianfang shouted angrily, "I’m asking you, do you know about this or not!"

The assistants looked at each other, shaking their heads.

"You don’t know?" Huo Qianfang snapped, "Seventh Uncle is behind this, and he didn’t tell you? What, think I’m too nice and you can’t tell me the truth? Fine, I won’t ask you anymore. I’ll let my second brother come and ask you later, see if you’ll talk then!"

Everyone’s face changed color, knowing that Huo Qianfang’s second brother was notoriously mad. Falling into his hands would not end well.

"Miss, this... this matter, we... we did hear some mention of it from Boss Seventh..." one assistant said, his voice trembling.

"So you did know!" Huo Qianfang raged, "Since you knew, why didn’t you tell me?"

"This..." The assistant wore an awkward expression, speaking softly, "Boss Seventh felt that the Miss is too honest and has a strong sense of justice. He was afraid you wouldn’t agree with this approach, so... so he instructed us not to tell you... to prevent the plan from failing!"

Huo Qianfang flew into a greater furor, "If he knew I wouldn’t want to do this, why still go ahead with it? The plan has failed? Humph, has this plan succeeded now? I’ve said it before, the competition between Ying’er and me is fair. I have never used any family influence or methods against her. Yet, what have you done? You think I can’t compete with her, so you want to show me pity and help me?"

The assistants were terrified, shaking their heads profusely.

"I knew something was off about this!" Huo Qianfang seethed, "Lately, it seems like all domestic media has been bought off, targeting Ying’er unabashedly, with not a single one speaking in her favor. I sensed someone pulling strings from behind. But I never expected that it was you doing this behind my back!"

The group was speechless; this wasn’t their doing, it was all Huo Dongjun’s work. They were nowhere near capable of orchestrating something like this.

After venting her anger for a while, Huo Qianfang looked back at Ying’er on stage and heaved a sigh, "But she sang that song so well. This time, I admit defeat!"

"Miss, it’s just one song..." an assistant next to her quickly said.

"One song is enough to eclipse all the others!" Huo Qianfang said sharply, then suddenly furrowed her brow, "However, the song can’t be hers. You go and find out who the composer really is. I want that person to write a song for me, understand?"

"Yes!" the group promptly stood up straight.

...

At the same time, in the program team’s room.

The producers watching those videos were close to tears with frustration. Ying’er had cleared her name, and with that song, she was set to skyrocket in popularity.

If she remained in this competition, she would definitely make this show the best in the country, and it could even go international.

But they had already terminated the contract with her. The contract termination was in Su Yang’s hands, and they had received the penalty fee, which only compounded their anguish.

Just then, the door was opened again. This time, four or five people walked in, led by a man in his fifties with a portly figure and a face beaming with joy.

"Station... Station Manager!?" the producer exclaimed, as everyone stood up—it was the head of the TV station, the top authority.

"Xiao Wang, what a great show you’ve put together!" The station manager walked over to the producer with a hearty laugh, rarely patting the producer on the shoulder. "I really didn’t expect such a turnaround from Ying’er. Tsk tsk, this is even more shocking than a movie plot twist."

"This song is marvelous, and the turnaround is perfect. Do you know? Once the song finished, our viewership already set a record. And after those videos were played, when she cleared her name, our viewership nearly hit 30 percent!"

"What!?" The producer almost fainted. A 30 percent viewership rate was something that, in the history of television, probably only the nightly news and CCTV’s New Year’s Gala had achieved.

"So I’m telling you, you did well!" the station manager exclaimed excitedly, "I was just dining with some folk from other provincial stations, with our program on TV. They were all barely paying attention, but once Ying’er started singing, everyone focused solely on the screen, even the waiters forgot to serve the food. Isn’t that song amazing?"

"So, I rushed back here without finishing my meal. Xiao Wang, you did an incredible job. You don’t know, those guys from the other provincial stations were green with envy. Two of them have been outdoing our viewership, looking down on us all this time."

"Tonight, after Ying’er finished singing, they were almost in tears. When that video ended, I saw a station manager actually crying. Damn it, I’ve finally got some payback for all the frustration I’ve endured over the years!"

The station manager laughed heartily, a man usually very reserved and careful with his words, never like this, even swearing. However, this showed just how overjoyed he was!

But the more thrilled the station manager was, the more stifled the producer’s expression became.

If Ying’er hadn’t terminated the contract, the producer would probably be setting off firecrackers to celebrate by now.

With Ying’er having terminated the contract, the producer felt like he might as well be looking for a tall building to jump from.

After the deputy station manager had already berated him, and now with the station manager’s arrival, the producer felt completely defeated.

After the station manager rambled for a while, noticing that the producer was silent, he said curiously, "Xiao Wang, aren’t you happy? Oh, don’t worry, I understand you have some dissatisfaction with the station’s arrangements. From today on, the station will certainly lean in your favor with various policies. For this program, I’ll give you another two billion in production budget, how about that!"

"I..." The producer wanted to cry blood. Previously, he had to beg and plead just to scrape together a production budget of fifty million, which was already a rare feat in China.

Now, with just a few words from the station manager, two billion. He should be overjoyed, but could he be happy now?

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