Chapter 1834

Taking a deep breath, Kong Xingzhong calmed his shocked mind and stepped back into the private room.

Because Zhongbao wanted to take Future Culture's controlling stake, Kong Xinghua had figured it out on the surface, but in his heart, he was still holding back.

Therefore, he didn't notice his elder brother's face and just drank and ate on his own.

Zhang Jingkuan saw it, but he thought it was because Zhang Bo and Chen Qiuxia didn't give him face, making Kong Xingzhong unhappy.

"President Kong, why is your face not quite right? Is it because of Zhang Bo and Chen Qiuxia?"

Zhang Jingkuan smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter, tomorrow I'll make an appointment with the presidents of the ICBC and the Bank of Communications, you prepare two heavy gifts, it won't be a big problem."

Kong Xingzhong shook his head slightly, didn't answer Zhang Jingkuan, but picked up the mobile phone on the table, then pondered for a moment, and dialed a string of numbers.

It rang for a long time before the other party answered: "Who is this?"

Kong Xingzhong immediately showed a smile: "Director Jiao, I am Kong Xingzhong."

CCTV Art Department Director Jiao Yucai's tone was full of surprise: "President Kong, you big busybody, how did you think of calling me?"

"Old fox!"

Kong Xingzhong cursed inwardly, why did I call, don't you fucking know?

Although this guy was cursing in his heart, the smile on his face remained unchanged. Even if the other party couldn't see it, his attitude had to be in place.

Don't look at Jiao Yucai as just a deputy bureau-level, but the position of Director of the CCTV Art Department is absolutely not to be ignored.

Especially since Zhongbao was entering the cultural field, there would be many times in the future to ask Jiao Yucai for help, so naturally, he couldn't offend him.

"Director Jiao, long time no see. I don't know if you have time tonight, let's go out and gather."

"Gathering definitely has no time." Jiao Yucai's tone was full of helplessness: "The evaluation of the 'Five Ones Project' award has ended, and the central leaders have requested the ministry to strengthen and accelerate the construction of spiritual civilization.

The ministry requested the station to hold an art gala with the construction of spiritual civilization as the central idea. Because the higher-level leaders attach great importance to this matter, the station handed this important task to me, and I've been busy to the point of being overwhelmed these two days."

Kong Xingzhong's heart moved, thinking of a result, but he himself found it a bit unbelievable.

It was just two songs, how could they be selected for the 'Five Ones Project' award? But if they weren't selected, why would CCTV broadcast them?

"Director Jiao, when will the evaluation results be announced?"

Jiao Yucai naturally knew why Kong Xingzhong called him. Even if he didn't say it, it would be announced in two days anyway, so there was no need to offend Kong Xingzhong for this.

"'Walking into the New Era' was selected for the 'Five Ones Project' award, and the central leaders requested vigorous promotion. It was on 'Rotating Big Stage' last night, and there was also that song 'Good Day'."

Kong Xingzhong let out a long breath after hearing this. It turned out to be because of this. As long as it wasn't targeting him, there was nothing to worry about.

And just promoting these two songs couldn't affect the overall situation. Future Culture should still be his, it couldn't run away.

"Director Jiao, when you have time, I'll treat you to a drink."

"Alright!" Jiao Yucai said: "Then that's it."

Kong Xingzhong put down the phone, let out another long breath, and a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

"I just saw that CCTV's 'Rotating Big Stage' was playing 'Walking into the New Era' and 'Good Day', and thought someone was targeting us."

Hearing this, Kong Xinghua became nervous instantly: "Big Brother, what exactly is going on?"

Kong Xingzhong smiled helplessly: "'Walking into the New Era' was selected for the 'Five Ones Project' award, and the higher-ups want to vigorously promote this song."

"Damn it." Kong Xinghua cursed: "That Jiang Yuyue's luck is really fucking good."

"It doesn't affect the overall situation." Kong Xingzhong picked up his wine glass: "Banker Zhang, come, let's have one last one, and then we'll finish."

"Alright!"

Zhang Jingkuan raised his wine glass, the two clinked them, drank the last cup of wine, and then left the hotel together.

My longing is an untouchable net, my longing is no longer a bursting sea.

Why is it that on those rainy days, I always think of you so deeply.

My heart is the emotion of June, raining heart-rain drop by drop.

Thinking of you, thinking of you, thinking of you, thinking of you, thinking of you for the last time.

Because tomorrow, I will become someone else's bride.

Let me think of you for the last time...

Kong Xingzhong and Kong Xinghua were just about to get into the car when they heard very familiar singing coming from the speakers at the entrance of an audio-visual store across the street.

Both of their bodies stiffened, and they looked up. They had studied Future Culture quite a bit.

Who was in the management, especially the well-known singers, they knew all of them.

"Fuck it." Kong Xinghua's face changed instantly: "The albums of Future Culture's singers have been taken off the shelves, and they still dare to sell them secretly?"

If it were a store, barbershop, or other business place playing this song, they wouldn't care.

You banned Future Culture and made all albums taken off the shelves, but you can't stop people from listening to the tapes they bought before, right?

But the audio-visual store was playing it, which was soliciting customers, telling customers, I have the album of this song here.

"I'll go take a look!"

Kong Xinghua stepped across the road, entered the audio-visual store with a gloomy face. The boss was a young man.

He had artistic long hair, was wearing a denim suit, and was wearing long leather boots on his feet.

"You're the boss?" Kong Xingzhong looked at the young man with unkind eyes.

The young man had a cigarette in his mouth and was looking at a poster in his hand. Hearing Kong Xinghua's words, he looked up.

"Something up?"

Kong Xinghua asked coldly: "Don't you know that all albums published by Future Culture have been taken off the shelves and are not allowed to be sold?"

"Oh, that matter." The young man said indifferently: "I received a notice this morning that albums published by Future Culture can be put back on the shelves for sale."

"What?" Kong Xinghua didn't believe it: "Say that again, you fucking."

The young man glared: "Damn it, where did you pop out from? If you want to talk, talk properly. Don't fucking 'mother' me. Are you looking for a beating?"

Kong Xinghua was anxious and didn't want to bother with the young man, pointing at him: "Tomorrow I'll make this store of yours disappear."

The young man's temper flared up, and just as he was about to retort, Kong Xinghua had already run away.

"Damn, lucky you ran fast, otherwise I'd beat the shit out of you."

Kong Xinghua ran back panting: "Big Brother, something's wrong."

Kong Xingzhong frowned: "What's wrong?"

Kong Xinghua pointed at the audio-visual store across the street: "The little punk boss of the audio-visual store said that he received a notice this morning that albums published by Future Culture are back on the shelves for sale."

Kong Xingzhong's eyelids jumped violently, and he bent down to get into the car: "Hurry up and get in the car, we're going to Xinhua Bookstore to take a look."

The audio-visual store across the street was private and too small, so the possibility of selling privately was very high, so he had to go to the Xinhua store to take a look.