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Just as Director Wang was preparing to continue building up the atmosphere and create a truly exciting moment...

Fang Yu immediately raised his hand to interrupt.

"Sidopu! Sidopu!"

"Director Wang, could you please stop the casting animation for a moment?"

There was an instant silence on the other end of the phone.

After a long pause, Director Wang finally managed to utter a sentence:

"What the hell? What do you want me to stop?"

The people in the room paused simultaneously while eating, and all turned to look at Fang Yu.

Fang Yu took a bite of the scallion pancake and said as he chewed:

"Director Wang, let's stop here."

"You've been building up the story for too long; my pancake is getting cold."

"We Northeasterners are all about being open and honest when we chat. If you have something to say, just say it directly. Don't try to flatter me."

"Cough cough..."

On the other end of the phone came Director Wang's cough, which was meant to cover his embarrassment.

"You've got a good sense of fraud prevention, kid!"

"Alright, since you've made things clear, I won't beat around the bush with you anymore."

Director Wang's tone finally became more serious.

"It's like this."

"Mohe City is preparing to hold a large-scale Lantern Festival gala at the North Star Square in the city center on the Lantern Festival this year."

"As you know, Mohe has been very popular lately because of you and Comrade Yifei."

"The city attaches great importance to this gala."

"We want to take advantage of this momentum to promote Mohe's ice and snow tourism, folk culture, and city image to the outside world."

Fang Yu didn't rush to reply, but simply picked up the porridge and took a sip.

Director Wang continued:

"Therefore, we would like to formally invite you and Comrade Yifei to attend this Lantern Festival Gala as cultural and tourism ambassadors for Mohe."

"If it's convenient, it would be best if you could perform a show at the party."

Fang Yu raised an eyebrow.

really.

The job has arrived.

Director Wang's long speech, translated into plain language, was—

Xiao Fang, the organization needs you to do some work.

Moreover, it's the kind of thing that brings traffic, works, and partners all at once.

Director Wang clearly knew that it would be difficult to fool Fang Yu with just the title of "cultural and tourism image ambassador".

He immediately added:

"Moreover, I heard it clearly in the live broadcast room yesterday."

"Didn't you promise to write a duet for Comrade Yifei?"

"Look, we have a stage, we have an audience, and we have buzz."

"At our Mohe Lantern Festival Gala, in front of a national audience, you two will sing your first duet love song."

"This is so memorable!"

"This level of prestige is something even a commercial stage can't offer!"

Upon hearing the words "the first duet love song".

Liu Yifei paused slightly in her chopsticks, clearly somewhat tempted.

If I could really sing their first duet with Fang Yu at the Lantern Festival Gala in Mohe...

It was indeed quite romantic and had a strong sense of ceremony.

Fang Yu caught a glimpse of her reaction out of the corner of his eye, and was about to speak when Director Wang seized the opportunity to escalate the situation.

"In addition, we are also planning to open a Mohe folk culture exhibition area for this gala."

"Some local intangible cultural heritage handicrafts will be on display."

"For example, birch bark paintings, conical models, and sunflower embroidery."

At this point, Director Wang's voice clearly carried a hint of embarrassed laughter.

"Xiao Fang."

"I was thinking, wasn't that big red sedan chair you made for Tiezhu also a top-notch folk handicraft?"

"It has a full mortise and tenon structure, without a single nail, and it has a good meaning and high artistic value."

"So...hehe."

"Brother, I'd like to borrow your booth for a bit. I want to put it in the very center of the exhibition area so that visitors from all over the world can have a look."

Borrowing a bridal sedan chair?

Fang Yu's eyes slowly narrowed.

Good heavens, they're eating and taking things here!

They want people, new songs, and a duet debut, not to mention...

Now he's even eyeing the bridal sedan chair that he's been painstakingly working on for three days.

These abacus beads are absolutely ridiculous!

After Director Wang finished speaking in one breath, the other end of the phone fell silent.

They were clearly waiting for Fang Yu to make a statement.

The atmosphere at the dinner table became subtle.

Fang Daqiang and Zhao Guifang exchanged a glance, neither daring to breathe.

In the minds of their older generation, government leaders can proactively assign tasks to you.

That is an immense blessing, an honor that is as good as the ancestral graves emitting auspicious smoke!

If it were someone else, they would be extremely grateful and readily agree.

Fang Yu slowly swallowed the biscuit in his mouth and opened his mouth unhurriedly.

"Director Wang, look."

"Writing new songs takes a lot of brainpower, rehearsing takes a lot of vocal strain, and the premiere performance carries the risk of being criticized by the entire internet for a bad performance."

"As for that bridal sedan chair, it wouldn't be a problem to lend it out for exhibition."

"But I still have to be on tenterhooks every day, afraid that someone might bump into it or hurt it, since this treasure now belongs to Tiezhu and his wife."

"So, the sincerity of our Mohe Culture and Tourism Bureau can't all be expressed in those few free compliments just now, can it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Guifang and Fang Daqiang were completely dumbfounded.

The elderly couple were so startled that their hands trembled, and they almost knocked the bowl over onto the table.

Did this unlucky kid eat the gall of a bear and the heart of a leopard?!

Daring to bargain with the bureau chief?!

The viewers in the live stream went wild.

[Holy crap! Yu Shen is awesome! Is this what a social bully from Northeast China is like? He dares to say a few tough words to anyone!]

[Although, what he said makes perfect sense! Songwriting, performing, premiering, borrowing a bridal sedan chair—aren't all of these resources?]

[Support! Being down-to-earth doesn't mean free labor!]

[Chief: In the end, it was my carelessness. This generation of young people isn't so easy to manipulate!]

On the other end of the phone, Director Wang chuckled twice.

"Xiao Fang, since you've put it this way, I won't hold back anymore."

His voice was much more genuine than before.

"To be honest, the city does attach great importance to this gala, but we are, after all, a government agency, and every expenditure has to go through the approval process."

"The appearance fee we can offer you is definitely far from reaching your and Yifei's current commercial value."

To put it bluntly, it's just a token payment for hard work.

These words were spoken very frankly, revealing all their cards.

After hearing this, Fang Yu felt much more at ease.

He never expected to make a fortune through official activities.

Mohe is the place where he was born and raised.

If he really wanted to promote his hometown, he would spare no effort.

But while effort is important, rules must be established first.

Otherwise, singing for free today, appearing on stage for free tomorrow, and even licensing your work the day after tomorrow will become "just a favor."

In the end, everyone will think that Fang Yu is cheap and easy to manipulate.

That would not be considered a concerned citizen.

That's a perfect example of a living Buddha combined with a complete scapegoat.

Fang Yu smiled at the person on the other end of the phone, his tone softening.

"Director Wang, limited funds are fine, a smaller amount is also acceptable."

Director Wang on the other end of the phone visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, Fang Yu changed the subject.

"However, regarding how to cooperate..."

"I do have a somewhat immature idea."