Chapter 378

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Thursday noon.

In the Jin Cheng Building in downtown Jiang City, wave after wave of office workers in suits and leather shoes surged out.

After finishing a busy morning's work, they each dispersed to nearby restaurants to solve lunch.

Here is the center of Jiangcheng's business circle, and also the location of Jiangcheng's largest event planning company—Mo Fang Culture.

Mo Fang Culture occupied the 29th floor of the office building, the entire floor space reflecting simple and grand decoration everywhere, and a series of posters of large-scale events previously undertaken by the company hung on the corridor walls,

In the large conference room at the innermost side of the company, a meeting with a serious atmosphere was taking place at this moment.

In the spacious and bright conference room, more than ten people sat on both sides of the conference table in turn.

On the left was Mo Fang Culture's planning team, led by the planning director holding a laser pointer, explaining the specific process of the concert to the screen.

On the right sat the protagonist of this concert: new-generation singer Tian Xiaolin, along with her agent and assistant team.

Tian Xiaolin wore only light makeup today, her plain face showing some fatigue, yet still unable to hide her exquisite features.

Tian Xiaolin is a new-generation young female singer who became popular in the last two years.

Relying on her sweet appearance and solid singing skills, she has won the love of many fans across the country in these two years.

This time she came to Jiangcheng to hold a concert, her team had already coordinated with Mo Fang Culture Company half a month ago.

Sitting in the main seat of the conference room was the true core figure of this meeting: Fang Yuan, president of Fang Group.

Fang Yuan wore a sharply tailored suit skirt, her eyes fixed on the content on the screen, occasionally lowering her head to record something, her brows revealing an uncompromising rigor.

Mo Fang Culture Company is an event planning company under Fang Enterprise, and has undertaken the planning of many large-scale events.

Regarding this concert planning for singer Tian Xiaolin, Fang Clan also attached great importance to it.

As Fang Clan's president Fang Yuan, she personally came to preside over this concert process meeting today.

Starting from nine in the morning, this meeting had already lasted more than three hours.

The meeting time had already passed twelve, it was already time to eat, but the meeting showed no sign of stopping.

In the planning team, several people's stomachs quietly began to growl, but they still maintained focused expressions on their faces.

In the line of event planning, overtime had already become the norm.

When encountering relatively important projects, overtime was even more a very normal thing.

Last time to prepare for a business summit, their entire team stayed up two consecutive all-nighters in the conference room.

Fortunately, their overtime was not without reward; Fang Yuan would still give them very generous returns for the employees' efforts.

This was also the reason why those people in the planning team willingly worked overtime.

This concert of Tian Xiaolin's belonged to a project the company attached great importance to.

They had already prepared to work overtime desperately for the next few days.

Missing lunch was, for them who were already used to overtime, nothing more than a trivial matter not worth mentioning.

"Miss Tian, the above is the first draft of the planning proposal for this concert; we have also done preliminary refinement on several key links. Please see where we have not considered, feel free to bring it up, and we will go down and immediately adjust and improve it."

The event planning director wearing black-rimmed glasses finished explaining, and said to Tian Xiaolin opposite with a very cautious tone.

After speaking, he sat down, opened his notebook, and prepared to make records at any time.

However, Tian Xiaolin at this moment seemed somewhat absent-minded.

She casually picked up the thick planning proposal in front of her and flipped through two pages at random.

Obviously, her mind was no longer on the meeting at this time.

This morning before dawn, she was dragged out of the hotel bed by her agent Yang Zhen, saying they were going to Mo Fang Culture Company to coordinate the concert process details.

She was flustered all morning, not even having time to eat breakfast, only drinking a box of pure milk.

She originally thought the morning meeting would end at most in one or two hours.

By noon, she could take advantage of the agent being busy with other things to sneak off to that small restaurant on Food Street she went to yesterday to eat.

Who knew Fang Yuan would actually personally come from Fang Group headquarters to preside over the meeting, proposing many improvement plans on the meeting, and unconsciously it dragged on until noon.

At this time her stomach had already started growling, she only wanted to end the meeting quickly and go eat, having no interest in looking at the proposal at all.

Just at this time, the conference room door was gently knocked twice.

Fang Yuan's secretary gently pushed open the door, walked straight to Fang Yuan's side at the main seat, leaned over and said two words in her ear.

Fang Yuan was originally looking down at the proposal in front of her; hearing this, she slightly raised her eyebrows.

Then she stood up, showing some apology on her face, and smiled at Tian Xiaolin and the others saying: "Sorry, I'll go out to handle some matters first, please wait for me a moment."

"It's fine, Director Fang, please go; we just happen to look at this planning proposal."

Agent Yang Zhen immediately smiled and responded, saying very politely.

After all, Fang Yuan is Fang Group's president; her personally coming to preside over the meeting this time had already given them enough face, so waiting a little while naturally counted as nothing.

Fang Yuan smiled and nodded, then left the conference room with the secretary.

The conference room door gently closed, and the originally tense atmosphere in the conference room instantly relaxed a lot.

Those employees of the planning team all sighed in relief in unison, someone slightly moved their somewhat stiff body on the chair.

After all, with the president personally watching the meeting, they were still very nervous in their hearts.

After Fang Yuan left, Tian Xiaolin could no longer hold back; she touched her growling stomach, turned her gaze to the agent beside her Yang Zhen: "Sister Zhen Zhen, I'm about to starve to death! When will this meeting end?"

Her voice was kept very low, but the two assistants sitting beside her heard it.

One assistant hurriedly took out a bag of snacks from her bag, wanting to hand it to Tian Xiaolin to fill her stomach first.

But after seeing the dissatisfied look agent Yang Zhen cast her way, she stuffed the small snacks back into her pack.

Tian Xiaolin's diet was now strictly controlled, and eating small snacks was expressly forbidden.

"Hold on a little longer, Xiaolin. Once General Manager Fang returns from the meeting, we still have to go to the stage site, where the on-site staff are waiting for us to confirm the stage design, lighting, and sound. After we finish all that, we'll go back to Jiu Dian to eat, and I'll have the food prepared by nine o'clock."

Yang Zhen leaned close to Tian Xiaolin and whispered in persuasion.

"How much longer do I have to wait... I'm starving."

Tian Xiaolin leaned back, collapsed directly into the chair, picked up the planning proposal on the table, covered her face with it, and let out a lament.