Chapter 331 Liaodong Provincial Party Committee No. 5 Car (1)
The hotel opening ceremony was completed and I handled the matter on Fengtian.
After making some general arrangements for the work in 1986, and finalizing the group's shelf and equity structure, Zhang Xingming had nothing to do. Now all departments and companies are operating very healthy, so he doesn't need to point fingers.
On December 7, Huang Yihe returned to Fengtian and called Zhang Xingming's paging as soon as he got off the train.
It is possible that inviting central leaders to attend the party to make him fall into a sub-excitement state and prevent him from working quietly.
Then he quietly told Director Wang Feng about the phone call that day. Although he didn't mention it or not, who would come, they all knew that this was an opportunity.
Zhang Xingming set the meeting place in his office in the provincial party committee.
The Liaodong Provincial Party Committee is a very large courtyard, with armed police officers and soldiers on duty. When entering the courtyard, you must hold a work permit or letter of introduction and security checks.
The file bag Zhang Xingming received contained a courtyard pass and a set of license plates, which were entered into the Liaodong Provincial Security System.
The leader’s license plate is actually an identity identification system, which is for the convenience of the relevant departments below to carry out their work. This is not a so-called privilege.
Secretary Chen really attached great importance to Zhang Xingming and directly gave him the No. 5 car, ranking behind the Executive Vice Governor.
Zhang Xingming can also fulfill his dream in his previous life and got on the single-digit car.
Car No. 00005 carried Zhang Xingming and the dusty director Huang Da into the provincial party committee compound.
The driver was a veteran selected by the security guard. He had a strong political review and resume. His files were to be included in the provincial party committee's small car class and he was not careless.
Zhang Xingming's office was arranged next to Secretary Shen, diagonally opposite, with a bathroom and a lounge in the room.
After entering the office, I called the service staff to make tea, and the two of them sat down on the sofa.
Zhang Xingming said: "I didn't expect Director Huang to come back so soon, so I almost went out."
Huang Yihe smiled a little embarrassedly, then looked at the arrangements in the office and said, "This is the first time I have been to a local provincial party committee to visit, which is different from the ministries and commissions. That, what do I call you?"
Zhang Xingming said: "Just call me Erming. My family is ready for the night? How far has the show been?"
Huang Yihe took a sip of water and said, "The program is almost done, and the performers have coordinated. Next is the first trial, that is, the leaders of the station will pass it once, and if there is no problem, they will be handed over to the second trial. The leaders of the radio and television department will check it out. If it passes, it will be the third trial. The Ministry of Culture organizes the leaders of relevant departments to watch it. After passing it, they will go to the stage, but they will be re-arranged. However, there is usually no problem after passing it before it comes. There is no way. It is normal for the Central Station to conduct strict inspections for the entire country."
Zhang Xingming didn't respond and said to himself Director Huang Da, you have not seen the review of the Spring Festival Gala program in later generations. At this time, it can basically be considered internal review, and there are basically no big requirements.
Later, there was a Spring Festival Gala in which the TV station reviewed itself, the Radio and Television Bureau reviewed, the Ministry of Culture reviewed, the Ideological Department reviewed, and the Central Propaganda Department also reviewed. Later, it developed into a group of departments such as the China Radio and Television Culture, the Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan Affairs Office, and other departments, including permanent representatives, will be in the Spring Festival Gala director group. I don’t know how much positive role it has played, but the troubles are really increasing exponentially.
Later, many celebrities and even directors refused to appear on the Spring Festival Gala, which was not unrelated to these things.
The Spring Festival Gala in later generations almost became a bad conference, and it was the largest in the world. The actors were bad, the programs were bad, and the mess was messy. How many books could be produced after writing insider trading? Why? This is the main job of these people who are resident in the Spring Festival Gala. What did you ask them to do?
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Zhang Xingming took a sip of tea and his eyes lit up. Hey, the tea in the provincial party committee is good. I have to take some when I leave later. Zaba Zaba, well, it tastes delicious. Take another sip and glanced at Huang Dayan on the other side.
The little face turned red, he coughed, and said, "Do you have any more to add to the use site?"
Director Huang licked his lips and thought, "Now, super large and long-term evening parties like the Spring Festival Gala are held in more famous large venues, which has several benefits.
The place is big, so the audience can accommodate more. The atmosphere of the entire scene is completely different from that of 200 people and 20,000 people. People's feelings are contagious, just like watching football. If only ten people sit in the audience, can they still be so passionate?
If the place is big, we have more space available, which can make the stage bigger and the set more complex and realistic. There is room for play from the sky to the ground, which can make the program more outstanding.
After the space is large, the overall live view will be improved, and more machines can be used to make the TV material richer."
Zhang Xingming nodded and said, "The Spring Festival Gala is not a football, it does not require the live excitement. The Spring Festival Gala is not a foreign concert. The values to be reflected are completely different. So, Director Huang, has the heating work been solved?"
Huang Yihe blinked his eyes and was stunned for a long time, thinking to himself, Nimabi, you said that these piles have something to do with your problem.
"Uh... we are coordinating this work with the Workers' Sports. I believe the problem is not very big. Haha, let's talk about it, the gymnasium is completely closed, and there are many people on the scene, so we can't be too cold."
Zhang Xingming nodded and said, "That means there is no heating. In such a large space, the air has 6,700 cubic meters. It is boiling with the blood of the on-site personnel? Are you burning people as coal? On average, a person has to pay tens of thousands of burnts of heat energy."
Huang Yihe smiled and lowered his head to drink tea. He had no idea how to answer the conversation.
Zhang Xingming stared at Huang Yihe and said for a long time: "Director Huang, do you think this is good? You just need to release the program and coordinate the official affairs of the actors and units. As for transcription equipment, lighting, scenes, etc., entrusting them to outsiders to do, do you think it's okay?"
Director Huang was stunned for a while and said, "Can this work? How to guarantee it? Besides, where are they doing it for nothing? Where do they don't have money?"
Zhang Xingming said: "Look, the Spring Festival Gala is in your hands for the third year now, right? I have to continue to do it in the future, ten, twenty, and thirty years. Right? What do you want to hold a party? You need money, right? But you don't have enough funds, this is a fact? You can't even pay the heating fee for the venue, what else can you do? What can you do?
There are also equipment. Just the sets of equipment on CCTV now, how many cameras can you place on site? Three or five? Where is the lighting? Background sets, performance costumes. You can't always point at the actors to bring their own costumes, right?"
Chapter completed!