1979: The child's mother is a celestial being.

Chapter 208 For the sake of my goddaughter… (Please subscribe)
"So, Xiao Chen, are these materials usable?"

In the editing room of Oriental Company, after Lingzi and Chen Fusheng finished watching the footage she and her team had brought back from Hong Kong, Lingzi asked with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

"Yes, it works. Thank you for your hard work, Sister Ling." Chen Fusheng looked away and nodded to Ling Zi.

"As long as it works."

Ling Zi breathed a sigh of relief, then asked again, "When are you sending this movie to the US for post-production?"

"Next Monday, the earlier we go, the earlier we can come back," Chen Fusheng said, sticking to his usual answer.

After hearing this, Lingzi paused for a moment and said, "I don't think I need to go, do I?"

"It's up to you. You can go if you want, or you can not."

"I'd rather not go. I'll go and broaden my horizons when 'Die Hard' is released in the United States."

"That's good too. After all, the company can't always be leaderless, so after I go to America, I'll leave it to Sister Ling to take charge." Chen Fusheng handed over the responsibility to Ling Zi in a half-joking tone.

The latter waved his hands repeatedly: "No, please don't hand the company over to me, I don't like management."

“I don’t need you to do anything. Tong Jiang has already done a lot of the work very well. The main problem is that if I go to the United States, there will be a time difference with China. If there are some urgent messages, I may not be able to reply in time. At this time, you can make a decision for me, Sister Ling.”

Just as Ling Zi was about to soften her stance after hearing Chen Fusheng's words, Han Sanping walked in.

She immediately changed her mind: "Xiao Han can do this job."

"What?" Han Sanping was completely dumbfounded.

Ling Zi said, "Director Chen said he wants to give you more responsibilities."

What is said without malice may be taken to heart by the listener.

At this moment, Lingzi's joke not only made Han Sanping even more confused, but also made Chen Fusheng fall into deep thought.

"What do you mean? What are you talking about?" Han Sanping was completely confused and couldn't figure out what these two were up to.

"Old Han, do you want to switch to administration?" Chen Fusheng asked seriously.

Although his idea came to him on a whim, it wasn't a random matchmaking attempt.

Judging from the fact that Han Sanping's "Hachiko: A Dog's Tale" took a year to film, Chen Fusheng felt that Han Sanping's directing ability and talent were only "average" among the company's directors.

Secondly, Han Sanping was able to become the director of the arts and literature department at a young age when he was at Emei Film Studio, which shows that he has excellent management and administrative skills.

Furthermore, since his company, Dongfang, didn't have a deputy, his secretary was also doing the work of a deputy general manager. This situation couldn't continue indefinitely.

In conclusion, rather than waiting for an unfamiliar 'political commissar' to be parachuted in from above, it would be more suitable to have Han Sanping, whom they know well.

"Transfer to administrative positions?"

Han Sanping stared at Chen Fusheng and asked curiously, "Are you complaining that I took too long to film this movie?"

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Seeing how direct Han Sanping was, Ling Zi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

When Chen Fusheng saw Ling Zi smile, he almost lost his composure, but he managed to hold it in.

"Ahem... Although this isn't the main reason, I have to say, Lao Han, this movie you've been filming for quite a while now."

Because the two were so close, he wasn't afraid to answer directly when asked.

Han Sanping opened his mouth after hearing this, but ultimately failed to find a reason for himself.

Instead, she asked, "Then tell me, what is the main reason?"

Chen Fusheng didn't keep him in suspense and spoke frankly: "The main reason is that the company has gradually grown and there are more and more things to do, and I am quite busy, which makes it impossible to handle many things in time. This will definitely not work in the long run. There are only two solutions: either transfer people from other units or promote our own people. I thought that you, Lao Han, have good administrative skills, so I plan to appoint you as the company's vice general manager. I wonder what your opinion is?"

Han Sanping shook his head. To be honest, he was somewhat tempted, but judging from Chen Fusheng's words, if he agreed, he would simply pursue a career in government, which made him hesitate.

"Let me think about it."

After saying that, Han Sanping asked again, "Where's Sister Ling?"

"Xiao Chen never promised me a position as deputy general manager."

Chen Fusheng immediately added, "Most companies have more than one vice president. When I apply, I'll fill in your name as well, Sister Ling."

"No, no, no, I was just joking with you."

Ling Zi smiled and said, "I still prefer being a director. It's more free. If I wanted to pursue a career in politics, I wouldn't have needed to join the Oriental Company in the first place."

"Alright..." Seeing that Ling Zi had said so, Chen Fusheng naturally didn't stand on ceremony with her.

However, at this moment he remembered that Li Zhun had applied to adapt "Garland Under the Mountain" some time ago. He hadn't paid much attention to it since he was busy with his own film, but he seemed to remember that Tong Jiang had reported to him once that it had been approved.

An ordinary director certainly couldn't handle this military film, but Lingzi, as the daughter of Marshal Hua, was just right for it.

So Chen Fusheng asked:
"Sister Ling, have you read 'The Garland at the Foot of the Mountain'?"

"I've seen it..."

After a pause, Ling Zi seemed to guess Chen Fusheng's purpose and asked, "Is the company going to adapt this military novel?"

"Yes, and they've already acquired the film rights. I just don't know if their editorial department has polished the script yet. If you're interested in this kind of subject matter, Sister Ling, you can ask Comrade Li Zhun yourself."

“Okay…” Lingzi nodded. Coming from a military family, she rarely came across a military-themed movie and wanted to give it a try.

Han Sanping didn't hesitate for long; he made his decision the very next day.

"Have you thought about it?"

In the office, Chen Fusheng looked up at Han Sanping, who had just walked in, and asked with a smile.

"Yeah, I thought about it all night."

Chen Fusheng remained silent, simply staring at the other person, quietly waiting for what would happen next.

Han Sanping didn't keep him waiting too long and continued, "For the sake of my goddaughter, I'm willing to shift my focus from directing to administration."

Although he knew the guy was making excuses, this was still the result Chen Fusheng had hoped for.

I couldn't be bothered to expose him.

Instead, he stood up and shook hands with Han Sanping.

And he said two words: "Thank you!"

"You're being too polite. The Eastern Company belongs to all of us."

"Haha, yes, yes, yes... Let's work together to make the company bigger and stronger."

"To create new glories!" Han Sanping also learned of these eight words.

After they finished speaking, the two exchanged a knowing smile.

That same day, Chen Fusheng convened a meeting of all employees of Dongfang Company. At the meeting, he nominated Han Sanping to serve as the company's vice general manager and had the employees vote on it, which was unanimously approved.

Therefore, this result and application were reported to the higher authorities.

Although the approval from above will take some time, it is just a formality. In fact, since today's meeting, Han Sanping has already begun to act as the deputy general manager.

……

Liu Xiaoli learned that her husband would be going to the United States again tomorrow. After putting her two children to sleep early tonight, she used up three small umbrellas.

In the middle of the night, after taking another shower, Liu Xiaoli nestled in her husband's arms and suddenly remembered something, saying, "Oh right, honey, I forgot to tell you something."

"What is it?" Chen Fusheng replied weakly.

"Do you remember when I told you that our station was going to put on a Spring Festival Gala this year?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"The factory manager asked me to ask you, honey, could you sing your song 'I Believe' at the Spring Festival Gala this year?"

"Okay, I'll give another song to the Spring Festival Gala stage then."

"Could it be 'Good Fortune and Prosperity'?"

"My wife is still the smartest."

"You really spoil your daughter."

"I spoil my daughter, I spoil my wife too."

"Your son was adopted, then."

"My son is still young..."

(End of this chapter)