"There's really nothing to it, Zhizhong. I just..." Feng Xiaoyue laughed a bit shyly as she spoke, "I just received the recording about 'Shadow' from the Propaganda Department you recorded. I listened to it, was very moved, and cried a bit."
Liu Zhizhong suddenly realized and felt a strange relief, "So that was it. You gave me quite a scare, I thought you had encountered something truly heartbreaking!"
"Thank you for your concern. Is it really concern?"
"Hehe... Though the entire recording used a mobile phone's microphone and background music from a computer—some noise wasn't perfect—it was still very touching, very heartfelt... Here, I received a task from Provincial Propaganda and the provincial station, and we need to use your original sound in the Father's Day charity program. We'll use noise reduction on your original sound, then optimize and mix it with the background music—no big problems. At the same time, our new media matrix will also release relevant content, but..."
Feng Xiaoyue hesitated while speaking, "I'm still undecided on whether to put up a showcase link in the new media matrix, or just select a portion of it since tomorrow is Father's Day, and related links can go up, unrelated ones we may not promote. Whether to do it this way or not, I still need to seek Mr. Xuan's opinion."
Liu Zhizhong was very touched.
Qian Xuan and Feng Xiaoyue, both young tycoons held their own, but their styles were entirely different.
Mr. Xuan acted high and mighty in a kingly and abnormal manner.
Feng Xiaoyue followed the rules, now those of business, civilized and polite.
A confidant indeed, and none better!
Liu Zhizhong thought for a moment, then said, "Director Feng, thank you for respecting my opinion and discussing with me. Personally, I think we should do this..."
"Sure, go ahead." Content orıginally comes from 𝗻𝗼𝘷𝗲𝗹•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥
"On Father's Day, for any father-daughter duo making purchases, whether it's hotels/tickets/air tickets/train tickets or dining group deals, let's offer a fifty percent discount! Same day bookings, consumption anytime. Of course, fathers who are already entitled to free tickets will receive a full exemption, because what if someone brings two kids? Also, on Father's Day itself, we can also..."
Liu Zhizhong grew increasingly professional, elaborating for about ten minutes. Lastly, he added that he would announce under Mr. Xuan's account that, including Father's Day, a total of three days' revenue would be d to establish the Father's Love Charity Foundation, purely for charity, not under the leadership of the Red Cross, offering financial aid to fathers in need based on how much would be gathered over these three days.
Feng Xiaoyue understood clearly and admired Liu Zhizhong's implementation method, "That's very good. It considers both the charitable impact and the business value. The Father's Love Foundation is a great initiative, and our company can announce its establishment immediately. But you're really good to men, what about women? What about all the mothers? In this era of traffic and rhythm, we must consider the Feminists too, hehe... How about we pre-announce that next Mother's Day, we'll launch the Mother's Love Charity Foundation, also of a purely charitable nature, not under the leadership of the Red Cross?"
"Feminists... next Mother's Day..." Liu Zhizhong suddenly fell silent, feeling insightful and making some predictions.
"What's wrong, Zhizhong?"
"Hehe, nothing much. I was just wondering if Mr. Xuan would still be alive on the internet by next Mother's Day, hehe..."
"Ah? What do you mean by that?"
Liu Zhizhong looked at the scorching sun above the service area, the bright light causing his eyes some pain. He took a deep breath, lowered his head, and after a while, said, "Director Feng, the tall trees catch much wind, the popular will die! With that said, I hope I'm just making a wrong prediction, and that I live longer, sigh––––"
Feng Xiaoyue also laughed upon hearing this, then fell silent for a while before saying, "But no matter what the future holds, I stand with you, very firmly."
"Okay, thank you, Director Feng! Let's leave it at that, I'm about to set off soon, about to get off the highway. You must be busy with this, and also... 'County Government Office' is about to start shooting, right?"
"Okay, safe travels home! The cast has been finalized, and shooting is expected to start within a week."
"Alright, wish our drama a smash hit?"
"Ours? Ha ha... Yes..."
After ending the call, Liu Zhizhong lit a cigarette and stood by the rubbish bin in the shade, slowly smoking.
The cigarettes were those of a special kind, but he had replaced them in a very ordinary cigarette pack as a decoy.
Liu Zhizhong felt slightly down, indeed unsure how long Mr. Xuan could survive online.
He possessed a politically sensitive acuity, a very precise kind, his insight.
He always felt that as soon as he released a work, its popularity would explode, overshadowing some significant figures, surely that couldn't be good?
This kind of situation had occurred several times before. To control the influence of important figures, various platforms tried to manage his popularity, but they couldn't control it.
When the whole world was focusing on Mr. Xuan, some people inevitably felt overshadowed and would become resentful, then... the popular will die, no matter how much money you make, how many taxes you pay, how much you , when the time comes, they just might cut you down...