Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

"I promise to let them both experience the hospitality of Jiangzhou people."

……

After a round of greetings, hello, hello everyone.

The topic of everyone at the table still revolved around this show.

"Did you two find any good seedlings today?"

“Recommended.”

Upon hearing this.

Zhao Yuanyuan immediately understood what the deputy director was thinking.

Isn't it just to recruit some talents and train them in the station?

Maybe we can cultivate one or two famous artists.

In this case.

TV stations can also enjoy a lot of resources.

In this regard.

She and Yang Juntang each mentioned the names of several people who performed well.

But everyone tacitly agreed not to mention the best one.

however.

To their surprise.

This deputy director doesn't seem to mean that.

Faced with the lists recommended by the two people, he just smiled and nodded.

Then the topic was diverted to other places.

This made Zhao Yuanyuan a little confused for a while.

but.

Waiting for the meal to finish.

The deputy director suddenly stuffed two boxes of local specialties into their hands.

At first Zhao Yuanyuan didn't care.

After saying hello to Yang Juntang, he returned to his lounge with his assistant.

But after entering the door.

She was curious about what the local specialties were.

Open the box.

I saw the thick envelope inside at a glance.

There are also four big characters "Sanmu Group" printed on it.

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Miss Jiang came back at 1:50.

The local specialty was 1:52 and was handed to her by Deputy Director Chen.

At the same time, there is also a sigh.

“We didn’t want to take on this matter.”

"But Boss Jiang, you also know what Boss Ye is capable of in our Jiangzhou."

"So...please forgive me..."

Haihan?

I'm afraid you also have this local specialty on your passenger seat.

Miss Jiang looked at Chen Ming's back as he left.

Holding the envelope in his hand.

I couldn't help but curl the corners of my mouth.

And if my guess is correct.

Ye Wenzhong's sugar-coated bullet should not only be aimed at himself.

The other two most likely have both.

I just don't know if the weight of these shells is the same.

But then again.

This is what Old Ye did.

I guess he just wanted to provide some protection for his daughter.

There won't be any shady dealings.

Squeezing out the spot that originally belonged to her daughter.

Figure this out.

Miss Jiang smacked her lips and looked down at the envelope in her hand.

After estimating the thickness, he casually threw it to the assistant who was carrying local specialties beside him.

Then, while the other person was looking confused, he smiled softly.

"A bonus for you."

"Take the flowers."

.........

really.

The facts were just as Miss Jiang had guessed.

The eldest lady of the Miki Group was the first to open in the afternoon.

A violin piece of perfection.

All the audience present were fascinated by the performance.

Although at the beginning.

Something was wrong with the violin.

A string broke.

But the guest judges were waiting patiently.

Player No. 20086 quickly changed the strings and his performance got better and better.

Directly ignited the atmosphere of the whole venue.

Got applause from everyone.

Especially that young man named Yang Juntang.

My palms are almost red from clapping.

So no surprises.

Passed unanimously.

It was a good start for the afternoon session.

...

then.

Over time.

The players came on stage one after another.

The three judges also gradually got into the state.

disuse…

Waiting for resurrection...

disuse…

disuse…

disuse…

Several were eliminated in a row.

Miss Jiang was beginning to doubt whether her standards were too high.

A girl with a calm temperament, about 1.6 meters tall, with very recognizable facial features and a shallow dimple at the corner of her mouth.

Just like that, it appeared in front of everyone.

"Hello, judges."

"I'm No. 20157, Hu Yuner."

"The program I bring to you today is the song [I Love My Family]."

The voice just fell.

There was some whispering among the people.

Including Zhao Yuanyuan and Yang Juntang who were beside Miss Jiang.

"Hu Yun'er? Little floral print?"

"Isn't she already a fourth-tier player?"

"Why are you still attending this?"

...

“I heard that they wanted to transform, but they were unsuccessful.”

“I just wanted to try this out…”

It turned out to be the case.

Miss Jiang at the side nodded in understanding.

In fact, the name Xiao Suihua has appeared in her memory in this life.

I vaguely remember that when my mother was little, she particularly liked the character "Little Floral" in the TV series.

Then we tried to train Miss Jiang within this framework.

The result was unexpected.

We took the wrong road halfway.

Keep up with the trend of funeral love.

It's also a fun memory.

...

"Please begin your performance."

At Zhao Yuanyuan's signal, the artist nodded towards the corner.

Subsequently.

A burst of light folk music appeared in everyone's ears.

The tone is calm and the rhythm is well controlled.

Plus his outstanding singing skills.

The probability of passing is very high.

You can listen to it from Miss Jiang's perspective.