"Mr. Zhao, this is the phone number of our committee. If you encounter any difficulties, you can call us!”
The middle-aged man handed over a business card.
The meaning was very simple.
The Culture and Heritage Committee could stand up for Zhao Zheng!
"Pick it up, quickly pick it up!"
Zhang Zifeng said excitedly in his heart.
"With this business card, I'll see if those people still dare to ban you!”
Zhang Jingyi said excitedly.
Whether it was Weibo, Dou Yin, or Penguin Group, they were all under the jurisdiction of the Culture Committee.
Dealing with them.
For the Culture and Culture Committee, it was just a matter of documents.
For example, something like 'Your Weibo is suspected of spreading false statements and will be suspended for a month'.
For example, Dou Yin was suspected of promoting false advertisements and so on.
There were simply too many reasons.
As for Penguin, it was simple.
Its main games were under the jurisdiction of the Game Review Committee, which was a subordinate department of the Internet Culture Committee.
The Internet Culture Committee was a subordinate department of the Culture Committee.
A document was sent down.
They said that Penguin's games were suspected of plagiarism, and that they were leading underage consumers to spend money.
If he was willing.
They could even force Penguin's games to be taken down.
This point.
The audience watching the live broadcast naturally knew.
"Haha, now I can rest assured."
"That's right. We don't have to worry about whether the program team will be unable to withstand the pressure and ban Mr. Zhao in the future.”
"With this business card, not to mention being banned, Zhao Zheng can simply do whatever he wants in the domestic entertainment and cultural circles!”
"Weibo, Dou Yin, Penguin, and other companies should be afraid now.”
"Haha, tremble. You still want to deal with Mr. Zhao? You're courting death!”
It had to be said.
These days.
Zhao Zheng had gained many loyal fans.
In their eyes.
Zhao Zheng would definitely take the business card.
However,
"Name card? Help?"
Zhao Zheng could not help but laugh.
What kind of help did he need?
Alright then.
Even if he needed help, how could these people help him?
In Zhao Zheng's eyes.
Whether it was the Music Association or the Culture and Culture Committee, they were no different from the directors who yearned for the program team.
He couldn't do anything big.
It was a small matter, there was no need for it.
"Forget it. If you want to thank someone, thank Lin 'er. She was the one who gave you the music score.”
Zhao Zheng waved his hand and returned to the courtyard.
This shocked everyone present.
"You're leaving just like that?"
"F * ck! This was the name card of the Culture and Heritage Committee! There were also so many honorary certificates from the association's departments!”
"I'm crying…"
Helpless.
These people turned their gazes to Zhao Lin 'er.
"Miss Lin 'er, thank you for your contribution to China.”
In the end.
These banners, certificates of honor, and countless name cards were stuffed into Zhao Lin 'er's body.
Zhao Lin 'er was only eight years old.
The thin and weak body was holding so many pennants and certificates that it almost buried him.
"Hey, hey, hey, are you here to thank me or to bully me?”
Zhao Lin 'er said angrily.
However…
In her heart, she was still happy.
She did not expect that some useless waste paper could receive such a reward.
Although…
It was also something useless.
He returned to the courtyard.
Huang Lei and the others had yet to recover from what had just happened.
"Mister Zhao and Lin 'er are too... He's too heartless!"
"They sent so many certificates and pennants, but they didn't even let him in.”
"Alright, I admit that I'm envious. Heavens, that's the name card of the Culture and Heritage Committee. With that name card, I'll be able to do whatever I want in the entertainment industry!”
Not just Zhang Zifeng, Zhang Jingyi and the other rookies.
Even Zhou Xun and Huang Lei, who were very famous in the entertainment industry, were angry.
If possible.
They really wanted to take those banners and business cards for themselves.
......
"Dad, what should we do with these things?”
Zhao Lin 'er hugged the certificate and returned to the house.
"These things, take them to the fire.”
Zhao Zheng glanced at the certificates and said casually.
If Huang Lei and the audience saw this, they would probably curse out loud again.
After putting the things away.
Zhao Lin 'er sat in front of Zhao Zheng and asked seriously,""Dad, where did you get these music scores?”
Even if Zhao Lin 'er was young.
At this moment, he understood that these music scores were not ordinary.
Even the local government committee came to thank him personally.
Not to mention.
She had seen it all on the Internet.
These music scores were all from ancient China. Some of them were even 2,000 to 3,000 years old.
These.
It was probably something that even a big boss could not do.
Zhao Zheng also understood.
Under the heavens, nothing could be hidden.
As she grew older, Zhao Lin 'er would definitely discover more and more secrets.
What Zhao Zheng needed to do was to teach Zhao Lin 'er the principles she should understand and the temperament and habits she should develop through these things.
He came back to his senses.
"These music scores are collected by my father on a daily basis. Although it's very difficult for ordinary people, it's not difficult for me," Zhao Zheng said slowly.”
"Collected?"
Zhao Lin 'er thought about it and agreed.
It was like buying antiques from others at a high price.
Otherwise, it was impossible for a time machine to exist in this world.
Then, her father would travel through time and go to one dynasty after another to find her, right?
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