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Chapter 422: [422] Since when did his face become so important?_1
 

However, after several more tries, Ge Hui remained extremely nervous.

As soon as the camera focused on him, he would break out in a nervous sweat and start stumbling over his words.

Even Mao Anyi, who was usually so patient, had a dark expression on her face.

If this had been any other place, she might have already lost her temper.

But since this was in Tang Feng’s shop, she felt obliged to show some respect.

Even Tang Feng couldn’t stand it anymore and walked right up, kicking Ge Hui in the butt twice, “What the hell is wrong with you? You’re normally so talkative, how come you’re failing at the crucial moment?”

Ge Hui immediately made a face as if he was about to cry, “I don’t know what’s going on either. As soon as I think about possibly being seen by millions of people, I just get too nervous.”

“Stop making excuses. Let’s try one last time. If it still doesn’t work out, I’ll have Fang Li take your place,” Tang Feng said.

One of the female employees standing nearby beamed with joy when she heard Tang Feng’s words, “Ge Hui, if you really can’t do it, step aside. I can take over for you.”

Ge Hui became anxious all of a sudden, “Go away, how can a man admit defeat? I’ll definitely be able to do it this time. Miss Mao, let’s continue, please.”

Sure enough, after being spurred on by Tang Feng, Ge Hui performed much better.

When faced with Mao Anyi’s questions, he responded with ease and sometimes even added a little humor by making a joke.

Their questions mainly focused on “one hundred percent authenticity” and “tenfold refund for fakes.”

This was the biggest pain point for customers buying antiques.

As long as they could address this pain point, the promotional objective would be achieved.

The interview lasted a full half hour before it came to an end.

The cameraman still needed to shoot some footage of the antiques, and all of this was arranged by Ge Hui.

Qin Yanan had already prepared tea and snacks, perfectly playing the role of “the good wife.”

Not only that, but she also prepared a generous red envelope, intending to slip it to Mao Anyi.

Mao Anyi quickly refused, “Mr. Qin, what are you doing?”

Mr. Qin tried to insist, “Miss Mao, you’ve come from far to help us with the promotion, and I feel a bit guilty. This red envelope is just a small travel expense. You must accept it.”

The red envelope Qin Yanan offered was quite thick, easily holding tens of thousands by the looks of it, and she was indeed very generous.

But Mao Anyi still refused, and was even becoming a little angry, “Mr. Qin, we came to promote the Elegant Pavilion mainly out of respect for Tang Feng. If I accepted the red envelope, it would not only be an insult to me but also to him.”

Surprised, Qin Yanan turned to look at Tang Feng.

She had thought that inviting a top host like Mao Anyi to their store must have cost Tang Feng a lot.

But from what she heard, it seemed she had come solely out of respect for Tang Feng.

When did Tang Feng have such influence? She was unaware of this.

The employees of the store were also peering over, full of astonishment.

Having a pillar of Zhonghai TV come to do a promotion out of respect was certainly a huge deal.

Seeing Mao Anyi’s insistence, Qin Yanan had no choice but to put the red envelope away and then indirectly inquired, “Miss Mao, when will this episode air? We’d like to prepare in advance.”

Once the segment aired, the store’s traffic was sure to surge, and she was concerned the stock would be insufficient, requiring her to arrange for more goods in advance.

Generally, as far as she knew, TV station programs were broadcast within a week or two after filming.

So there should be enough time to prepare.

What Mao Anyi said next, however, disrupted her plans, “Normally, there’s a schedule for airing the program. It could be as short as a week or two, but if things are too busy, it could even take a month.”

At this point, her tone suddenly changed, “However, Mr. Tang is good friends with our station manager, and I’ve been instructed that once filming is complete, we should work overtime on editing with the aim of broadcasting it tonight during prime time.”

Qin Yanan and several employees were stunned by this revelation.

Even if they weren’t familiar with the workings of the TV station, they knew what it meant to shoot and air content on the same day.

Typically, only significant news events received this kind of treatment.

From this, the extent of Tang Feng’s influence at Zhonghai TV was clear.

Hearing the insinuation in Mao Anyi’s words that Tang Feng was friends with their station manager, it all made sense.

Qin Yanan stared blankly at Tang Feng.

When had he managed to connect with the station manager of Zhonghai TV?

Her cosmetics company had also advertised on TV before, but each time she was received by a deputy station manager in charge of marketing or some such director.

Mr. Shi, the station manager, had always been elusive.

She hadn’t expected such a high-profile figure to personally expedite things for Tang Feng, a truly significant gesture.

While she was shocked, she also felt a secret sense of relief.

With Tang Feng having such connections at the TV station, would the Elegant Pavilion ever worry about promotional resources again?

Probably they would only be concerned about insufficient stock in the future, right?

The thought of stock shortages made her anxious, and she hurriedly excused herself to Mao Anyi to make emergency arrangements for more goods.

Otherwise, once the show aired, they would be overwhelmed the next day.

After sitting for a little while longer, Mao Anyi and her team rushed back to the station.

They still had to use the afternoon to edit the program, which could be described as racing against time.

As soon as they left, Ge Hui approached Tang Feng with a sheepish look, “Boss, how did I do today?”

“You’re waiting for me to praise you? You got scared stiff by a single camera, how can I expect you to handle anything major?” Tang Feng glared at him without any warmth.

“That’s true. I’m certainly no match for you, boss. I really need to learn a lot more from you,” Ge Hui wasn’t offended and continued to butter him up.

Tang Feng couldn’t be bothered to deal with him any longer and turned to the other employees.

“Tonight, we’re expecting a few shipments of goods, so everyone might have to work overtime. But don’t worry, I’ll pay triple overtime for today.”

“Hooray, long live the boss!”

The employees were immediately filled with joy.