Huayu: This producer has no bottom line.

Everyone in the conference room looked over.

Ren Pingsheng didn't rush to reply.

When holding meetings with leaders within the system, the most taboo thing is to overshadow them.

Opinions can be raised, but the final decision must be left to the master.

"Director Chen, Director Jin, I'm just offering a suggestion. It's definitely more appropriate for the station to make the final decision on the specific candidates."

"Hey, Director Ren, don't be so polite," Chen Tai said with a smile, waving his hand. "We've gathered here today to get your guidance, so please feel free to speak your mind."

Now that the message had been delivered to this point, Ren Pingsheng decided to stop pretending.

"Well then," Ren Pingsheng paused, "the position of observer needs to be down-to-earth, able to catch the jokes of grassroots contestants, and most importantly, have appeal to the northern market. If the station doesn't mind using a new face, I think Dong Chengpeng is quite suitable."

"Dong Chengpeng? Dapeng?" Jin Lei was taken aback.

"Yes," Ren Pingsheng introduced calmly, "he is the lead actor in 'Wanwan,' 'Diaosi 1,' and 'Report to the Boss,' and also the host of Sohu's Olympic events and 'Debade.'"

In that instant, countless thoughts raced through Ren Pingsheng's mind.

Why promote Dapeng?

Because among the existing team members at Shengping TV, Dapeng is the only one who has experience hosting large-scale stages.

Although Bai Ke and Xiao Ai are both graduates of the Broadcasting Department of Nanjing University of the Arts, they are still too inexperienced.

Ren Pingsheng knew better than anyone else present what the scale of "China's Got Talent" was.

If Dapeng can enter the mainstream view through his role as an observer, it would be like placing a chess piece on the chessboard ahead of time for Shengping Vision.

More importantly, from a professional perspective, Dapeng is indeed a suitable candidate.

Thanks to several hit web dramas, Da Peng, who was born in Jilin, is extremely well-known among young and grassroots people. Just by sitting there, he naturally brings the program closer to these people.

Moreover, the show he currently hosts on Shandong TV, "Bu Yi Le Hu," is itself a reality show for ordinary people that integrates diverse performance styles such as talk shows, singing and dancing, skits, and magic.

This is almost the same type of show as "Got Talent," and he can completely control the stage in complex environments.

Ren Pingsheng laid out these advantages in an orderly manner.

After hearing these words, several people in the conference room began to whisper among themselves.

"Dapeng is indeed very popular now, and he can bring a lot of topics to the show," a younger director nodded.

"I don't think it's appropriate," a producer sitting to the left of the young director shook his head. "After all, he's always been making parody shows, and having him as a regular cast member would lower the show's quality."

"Yes, and he has no experience hosting prime-time programs on satellite TV. It's better to use Chen Lei than him. Chen Lei is popular with the audience and is also one of the station's own people, so they know him well."

"But Chen Lei is also from Shanghai, which brings us back to the issue of balancing the north and south."

"So what if it's Shanghai? Shanghai programs should have Shanghai hosts; that's a Shanghai characteristic."

The discussion gradually turned into a tug-of-war between two opposing opinions, and the voices grew louder and louder.

Ren Pingsheng drank his tea, showing no intention of getting involved.

That's reality; it has nothing to do with ability.

Chen Lei is undoubtedly the leading host of Dragon TV.

Ultimately, Dragon TV in 09 wasn't exactly top-tier. Chen Lei's potential was limited; he wasn't on the same level as Dong Qing and Zhu Jun from CCTV, nor could he compare to Wang Han and He Jiong from Hunan TV.

If we're only talking about boosting the price of GG (Google's paid service) and generating buzz, Cheng Lei is indeed not as effective as Da Peng, who has already crossed over into other industries and has his own built-in internet traffic.

But Chen Lei is one of the station's own people, a member of the deeply entrenched network of relationships within the system.

In this industry, ability is never the only standard for solving problems.

The distribution and exchange of benefits, the balancing of factions, and the stable and controllable execution are often more important than talent.

No matter how low Chen Lei's commercial value is, he is still a true son of the Shanghai elite circle.

These TV leaders are unaware of the enormous surprises their favored son, whom they are protecting, will bring them in the future.

And what about Dapeng?

In their eyes, he was just an outsider, a self-taught internet celebrity.

Pushing Dapeng was a casual move by Ren Pingsheng to test the bottom line of Dragon TV.

It's a success! A huge profit!

No, he wouldn't confront these local bullies head-on. He didn't come here today to fight for power or profit.

"Director Chen, leaders, there's no need for you to worry about this."

Seeing that the atmosphere in the meeting room was starting to become a bit stiff, Ren Pingsheng took the initiative to offer a way out.

"I was just offering a small suggestion on selecting people from the perspective of internet audiences."

Upon hearing this, Chen Tai's tightly furrowed brows instantly relaxed.

This young man knows when to advance and when to retreat, and understands boundaries. He's much easier to deal with than those arrogant and conceited artsy youths.

"Director Ren is too modest," Chen Tai said, his tone becoming even more amiable. "Your suggestions have been very enlightening for us, especially your theories on balancing the northern and southern markets and the complementary roles of judges. They are truly invaluable. The position of Dream Observer does require careful consideration, and we will definitely give the final selection a thorough evaluation."

"Yes, yes, yes," Jin Lei quickly followed up, "The fact that everyone has been able to discuss things to this extent today has already exceeded expectations. The station will quickly finalize the overall plan for the judges and observers and communicate with General Manager Yang as soon as possible."

A casting controversy that could have been awkward was averted through the tacit understanding between the two parties.

……

As Yang Yuancao walked out of the Shanghai TV station, she still felt a little unreal.

The three-way deadlock that had troubled her for months was completely resolved one by one by the young man in his early twenties beside her in just one month.

"Director Ren, I owe you a huge favor again."

She knew in her heart that this was more than just a favor.

This is the lifeline that allowed IPCN, this up-and-coming company, to enter the Chinese media industry. Without Ren Pingsheng's intervention, "China's Got Talent" would have been canceled, and she might have really had to pack her bags and go back to Europe.

"Mr. Yang, you flatter me."

Ren Pingsheng looked down and pressed the keypad on his phone. "We're all in the same circle, there are plenty of opportunities to help each other out. I hate trouble, but I'll definitely need to trouble President Yang a lot in the future."

"It's just a matter of a word from you," Yang Yuancao agreed without hesitation.

Ren Pingsheng put his phone in his pocket, nodded to her, hailed a taxi, and didn't say anything more.

As the taxi's taillights disappeared into the night, Yang Yuancao smiled.

She was a smart woman, and of course she knew that Ren Pingsheng hadn't helped her solve this problem for no reason.

He went to great lengths to get involved, and it was definitely not for a little consulting fee.

What he wants are resources, channels, and tickets to enter a bigger game in the future.

Yang Yuancao was willing to be this guide.

Because she knew that by partnering with such a young behemoth with a terrifying insight into the market, IPCN would only go further.

Inside the taxi, the heater was on full blast, and Ren Pingsheng leaned back in the seat, relaxing his shoulders.

hum!

My phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket.

He took it out and saw that it was a text message from Dapeng.

The words on the screen were few, but they conveyed a clear sense of bewilderment and tension.

"Why do you ask me about my relationship with Teacher Ben San?"