He's Actually A Sexy Girl? I Erected!-Chapter 418 - : 【418】Your face is much bigger than mine_1
Chapter 418: 【418】Your face is much bigger than mine_1
Fan Mingyou and his son left dejectedly.
Shi Jingpeng didn’t stay much longer either, after chatting with Tang Feng for a bit, he turned around and left.
Only then did the staff on site turn their astonished gazes towards Tang Feng.
Actually, when they learned that Mao Anyi was going to interview Tang Feng, they all looked down on this nobody.
Especially during the recent conflict with Fan Mingyou and his son, it was Mao Anyi who took the forefront.
Tang Feng had been standing aside the whole time, as if he was an outsider.
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Many people secretly felt it was unworthy of Mao Anyi.
It obviously was a mess he created, but he let a woman take the lead, which seemed totally spineless.
But who could have imagined, this man, who seemed indifferent to the affair, would pull off a last-minute kill.
Although he only said a few words, they carried significant weight.
He directly kicked Fan Mingyou, the vice director, out of the TV station, and even left him facing the threat of imprisonment.
And with Fan Mingyou’s downfall, his precious son was inevitably going to be booted as well.
The troublesome father and son duo, which had caused them all such headaches, were so easily toppled.
It was only then that they understood the saying, “As immovable as a mountain, as thunderous as a strike of lightning.”
Mao Anyi, on the other hand, thought even further, not only marveling at Tang Feng’s methods but also astonished by his connections.
She had never imagined that Tang Feng actually knew their TV station’s director.
To those with discerning eyes, it was clear that their director was deliberately protecting Tang Feng.
Even without knowing the evidence of Fan Mingyou’s crimes, he was willing to break ties with Fan for Tang Feng’s sake.
This showed that in their TV station, Tang Feng’s status was indeed very high.
Throughout the interview process, Mao Anyi occasionally stole glances at Tang Feng.
Luckily it was only a text interview, and there were no cameras nearby.
If it had been a video interview, capturing her current expression might have led many viewers to wild speculations.
The interview went very smoothly, as it was meant for advertising, so only simple questions were asked.
Tang Feng felt that he answered very well, often coming up with insightful and humorous comments, performing beyond his usual self.
By the time the interview was finished, it was nearly noon.
He had intended to invite Mao Anyi for a meal to express his gratitude.
But Mao Anyi still had unfinished business and had to work overtime at noon to rush through her tasks.
So they had to settle for another time.
On the way back, Tang Feng made a detour to an old Sichuan cuisine restaurant to get some takeout.
He had had a bit of a disagreement with Qin Yanan yesterday, and it was time to smooth things over.
But when he got back to his rental house, he found that the door to Qin Yanan’s home was tightly locked, with no sign of where she had gone.
“It seems she’s missing out on good food.”
He could only carry the dishes back to his own room and indulged himself.
While contemplating where to go that afternoon, he received a call from Mao Anyi.
She mentioned on the phone that she had just received instructions from the station’s leaders to assign a production crew specifically to create a special program on antiques.
And the primary location for this program was chosen to be the Elegant Pavilion.
“Well, Mr. Tang, you certainly have much more clout than I do. At most, I could slip a little something personal into the program for you, but I never expected you could pull enough weight to have the station make a special episode just for you,” Mao Anyi teased half-seriously.
Tang Feng was also surprised, guessing that Shi Jingpeng must have pulled some strings, a favor he would need to remember.
According to Mao Anyi, their production team was about to set off for the Elegant Pavilion soon.
As the big boss of the Elegant Pavilion, he had no reason not to welcome them in person.
He had to put his suit back on, which he had just taken off, and then rushed to the store.
When he arrived at the Elegant Pavilion, he noticed that the sign at the entrance had been replaced.
“Ya Garden” had been changed to “Elegant Pavilion,” and Qin Yanan had acted quickly indeed.
As he entered the store, the treatment he received immediately underwent a dramatic change.
Previously, although the store’s staff had all been respectfully polite to him, they didn’t show any particular reverence.
But now it was different. Although Qin Yanan hadn’t said anything to them, the change of the sign to “Elegant Pavilion” spoke volumes.
Under Ge Hui’s lead, a group of workers all bowed at ninety degrees toward Tang Feng.
“Hello, Boss!”
Tang Feng glared at Ge Hui, annoyed, “Stop wasting time on formalities and get back to work. Make sure the store is tidy, the TV station will be shooting some material soon. If anyone messes up, I won’t let it slide.”
“The TV station?” Ge Hui suddenly exclaimed with surprise, “Oh my God, are we going to be on TV? Sure enough, following Boss Tang leads to endless glory and wealth. Now that we have the glory, how far can riches be?”
The exaggerated expressions of Ge Hui amused the other staff members, but each one of them showed an excited look on their face.
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To ordinary people, TV stations were still rather sacred.
Especially the opportunity to appear on TV was rare for them, and they all wanted to perform well.
While everyone was busily tidying up, they saw a group of people enter from outside.
Two of them even carried a tripod, atop which a mobile phone was mounted, continuously filming the inside of the store upon entering.
“Which one of you is the boss?” The young man in the front, with his hands in his pockets, looked disdainful.
Thinking the TV station’s crew had arrived, Ge Hui hurriedly jogged up to greet them, “Are you here to shoot some materials? Welcome, welcome.”
As he spoke, he reached out his hands.
“Are you the boss?” The man glanced at Ge Hui but did not take his hand.
“I’m not,” Ge Hui hurriedly shook his head.
“If you’re not the boss, what are you coming forward for? Have your boss come out,” the man said dismissively, pushing him away.
“Then… please wait a moment.”
Ge Hui feigned a smile and hurriedly went to call Tang Feng.
