I Get A Random New Occupation Every Week

Chapter 4019: Chapter 4007: Competition

"Mainly because we caught up with each other, it’s a lively affair together, besides, the two of them have been registered for a long time."

"If I remember correctly, when we registered, they seemed to have tagged along to get theirs too."

"Yes."

"Those two rascals." Lin Yi cursed and said:

"Is there anything else we need to prepare?"

"Not for now. Things like the cruise and the plane, Old Liang said he’d handle it. Just tell him what’s needed; we don’t need to worry."

"So we just need to wait to take wedding photos, right?"

"Mhm." Ji Qingyan nodded and said:

"Just pick a time, go and take the wedding photos."

"You decide on this matter. My schedule is flexible. I’ll follow your plan."

"Okay, okay."

The two talked about taking wedding photos for a while, then saw Little Nuonuo with her backpack coming out, looking around until she saw Lin Yi and Ji Qingyan, breaking into a smile and sprinting towards them.

"Daddy—"

Little Nuonuo’s voice was sharp. Seeing Lin Yi, she ran swiftly and leaped into his arms.

Lin Yi, full of affection, picked up Little Nuonuo, kissed her on the cheek, making her giggle incessantly.

After picking up the child from school, the family of three went home.

At home, Ji Qingyan was constantly discussing wedding photo arrangements with He Yuanyuan, not idle for a moment.

Lin Yi was happy to play the slacker, not handling anything, just following the plan.

The next morning, Lin Yi went to work as usual.

At the program group, everyone was busy with their tasks.

Because of Zhou Qian’s dismissal, the other members of the group were much more compliant.

The task progress was 2/5; it needed to proceed faster.

Ring ring ring—

Glancing at the phone, it was a call from Qin Han.

"Old Lin, you mentioned wanting the Mercedes venue before, right? I got it sorted for you. I don’t know how to discuss the details, so I’ll give you a contact number, and you can discuss it with them."

"Thanks, Young Master Qin."

"No big deal. Later in Zhong Hai, if you encounter trouble, just call me, I’ll help you sort it out."

"Get lost."

They teased each other for a few words, then Lin Yi hung up.

After dragging this matter for so many days, it’s finally settled.

Later, Lin Yi received a message from Qin Han, a phone number, a contact named Hu Haiyang.

After seeing the message, Lin Yi forwarded it to Zhao Jing, then called her.

...

Zhang Qingyu’s office.

Besides Zhang Qingyu, Zhao Jing and another man were also there.

The man was in his forties, with a faint stubble on his chin, sitting silently opposite Zhao Jing.

The man’s name was Ma Liansheng, who’d been responsible for the New Year’s Eve gala the past three years.

Only the first year’s ratings were barely passable; the next two years’ ratings became more outrageous, leading the TV station leaders to consider replacing him.

But Ma Liansheng had been at the station for many years, due to personal relationships, he was paired with Zhao Jing to propose the New Year’s Eve gala plan, choosing the better one.

Zhang Qingyu looked at both plans, clearly feeling Zhao Jing’s was more creative with more novel program formats, yet still with some flaws.

However, these are understandable since it’s her first time doing it, none of these issues are major.

Liansheng’s plan was somewhat conventional, but it was steady throughout, with no major issues.

Zhang Qingyu favored Zhao Jing’s, but the flaws did exist. It still needed to be brought to a meeting for discussion; with such a situation, it was hard to ensure she’d be the New Year’s Eve gala director.

"Both of your scripts have their own merits. I want to hear from you if there’s any way to upgrade and come up with better plans on this basis."

"If the budget is ample, we’ll focus this year’s gala on the top influencers to attract more young people and make the program more youthful." Ma Liansheng said.

"And you?" Zhang Qingyu asked Zhao Jing.

"We’ve already started working on this." Zhao Jing said as she brushed her hair:

"I’ve already brought people to liaise. Like Zhou Shen, Mao Yi, and Xu Qingqing who’ve come before, they’ve all agreed to attend, so in personnel configuration, we clearly have the advantage."

"I’ve reviewed Director Zhao’s plan; it is indeed more complete in staffing, but there are considerable flaws." Ma Liansheng said:

"We’re in the internet age; any tiny mistake can be magnified immensely if posted online. These potential impacts must be considered."

Zhang Qingyu contemplated silently for a while.

"Both of your plans have their highlights, so I want you both to refine them, ideally achieving a qualitative leap."

Zhang Qingyu’s words undoubtedly defined the situation.

Whomever can elevate quality will seize this opportunity.

Zhao Jing hesitated whether to mention the Mercedes venue issue.

If the venue matter could be arranged, the chance would be hers.

But right now, Lin Yi hadn’t informed her, and she feared it would backfire, so she kept quiet.

Details could be modified, but achieving substantial quality improvement shortly seemed difficult, so now the ball was in Lin Yi’s court.

"Director Zhang, there’s something I haven’t mentioned. I’ve made bold reforms and innovations for this year’s plan, planning to set the gala venue at the Mercedes, surely raising the quality another level!"

Huh?

Zhao Jing looked at Ma Liansheng in surprise, not expecting him to have set his sights on the Mercedes venue as well!

They had surprisingly come up with the same idea!

Though Zhang Qingyu was keen for Zhao Jing to take over the gala, Ma Liansheng’s proposal was indeed eye-catching!

"Mercedes’ venue is hard to secure; are you sure you can manage it?"

"My wife’s sister is now the venue manager, she can help connect with the leadership there."

While speaking, Ma Liansheng crossed his legs confidently, his expression increasingly assured.

"I’m also actively connecting with their leadership. The chances are very high."

"That’s fantastic!"

Zhang Qingyu knew if he could connect with the Mercedes venue, the effects would be greatly enhanced.

But that wasn’t what he had hoped for.

Since he wanted Zhao Jing to take over the gala.

"And you."

Zhang Qingyu looked to Zhao Jing, hoping she could provide constructive ideas; otherwise, it’d be tough.

"I..." Zhao Jing brushed her hair and said: "We’re also in contact with Mercedes’ venue."