MTL - My Abandoned Oil Town Became a New Frontier-Chapter 339 Short play, costume?

Chapter 339 Short play, costume?

 “Is Xu Xing back?”

 Xu Fengshan suddenly showed a look of surprise.

"Um!"

 When Xu Xing was mentioned, a hint of displeasure flashed across Xu Yuan's face.

"Why is he coming back? Didn't you say that he has been working in the northwest after he had a falling out with Xu Lang?"

Xu Fengshan raised his eyebrows and asked.

 Ever since I paid a high price to learn about Xu Xing's movements last year from those close to Xu Lang, I have completely excluded this "competitor" and no longer paid any attention to him.

 Plus, people here in Hong Kong don’t pay much attention to other cities in the mainland except for big cities like Yancheng and Haishi.

  Not to mention the Ice Lake Economic Development Zone, which is now the size of a tourist town.

The same applies to the Tourism Festival. Many citizens in major cities in the Mainland only clicked on the entry and took a look at the entry and learned about Binghu Economic Development Zone because of the "negative news" and the star lineup at the opening ceremony.

Hong Kong people don’t even watch the “Xia Guo News Broadcast”, let alone pay attention to it.

 In addition, Xu Xing's official name had already been changed to Xu Xinsheng, so Xu Fengshan and Xu Yuan did not know Xu Xing's rank and specific strength at all.

“He has been working! But I heard that he appeared in our hospital near the Third Ring Road this morning.”

 Xu Yuan said immediately.

 “He goes to the hospital?”

 Xu Fengshan’s face suddenly showed dissatisfaction.

“I heard the person in charge there called and said that a foreign woman was rescued at that time, and he also made many demands to the hospital.”

 Xu Yuan said immediately.

 “Then what is done at the hospital?”

Hearing that Xu Xing actually made some requests to the hospital, Xu Fengshan's face suddenly darkened.

“The person in charge of that hospital felt that Xu Xing was Xu Lang’s son after all, and it was not easy for him to show his face, so he provided some help.”

Xu Yuan said.

"To save face? His father is going to be kicked out soon. How can a working son have any face? Call the person in charge of that hospital later and tell him that if he encounters Xu Xing making requests again in the future, , just ignore it!"

 Xu Fengshan tapped the table with his fingers.

"Um!"

 Xu Yuan nodded immediately.

 After a pause, Xu Yuan whispered again,

“Dad, the shareholders’ meeting will be in a dozen days. Do you think we should check if Xu Xing comes back at this juncture to see what this kid is going to do?”

"Check him? No need! His powerful father has already been eliminated. Is it possible that a son who only knows how to study and cause trouble at home can still disrupt the situation? Then you just need to find a way to maintain the relationship with Mr. Wang. "

Once you hear it,

 Xu Fengshan immediately denied it.

“Okay, Dad, I’ll go to the office first. After you’ve contacted Mr. Wang, let me know what news you have.”

 After thinking for a while, Xu Yuan nodded and said.

“In the past, I stopped by the Secretary of the Board’s office and made statistics as soon as the relevant data from the Xiaguo Stock Exchange came back. It is best to determine the representatives to participate in the shareholders’ meeting on the morning of the 15th.”

Xu Fengshan thought for a while and gave another warning.

Since it involves current trading in the secondary stock market, all listed companies in Xia Guo cannot grasp shareholder information at the first time, and will only issue detailed shareholder information on the 15th of each month (this is similar to the Earth no the same).

Furthermore, the Xiaguo stock market has specific standards, and there is no statement that an announcement is required immediately if the purchase and sale in the secondary market exceeds 5%.

  However, if you hold more than 5% of the shares after the end of the 15th statistical day of each month, you must disclose it to the public.

"Um!"

 At the same time, Xu Medical Hospital,

Peter, the leader of the International Baccalaureate Organization assessment team, was standing at the door of a ward and kept saying thank you to Xu Xing, Zhao Wenwen and Zhang Chi.

“Really, if it weren’t for you, my sister would be in real danger this time!”

Peter's face showed nothing but gratitude.

 “You’re welcome! It’s all a matter of effort!”

Xu Xing said immediately.

"How can this be a simple effort? If you hadn't contacted some doctors in this hospital, I'm afraid...can I leave your phone number? I will thank you properly after my sister's condition gets better."

Peter said hurriedly.

 “No need! No need!”

Xu Xing glanced at Zhao Wenwen and Zhang Chi beside him and then said,

"Your sister should be fine now. If something happens again, just call the doctor here! We'll get over it if we have something to do now."

"your phone number."

Peter was a little anxious and said again immediately.

 “That’s no need, go see your sister quickly.”

Xu Xing said this, nodded, and without giving Peter a chance to speak, he turned around and led the two of them to the emergency door.

"this"

Looking at Xu Xing and the other two people leaving, Peter stood there for a long time with a sigh on his face before turning around and walking towards his sister's ward.

the other side,

Out of the gate, Xu Xing took a look at the sky and said,

 “Old Zhao, those teachers don’t have any objections, right?”

 After sending the foreign woman to the hospital in the morning, Xu Xing asked Zhao Wenwen and Zhang Chi to go back to the hotel and give an explanation to the interviewers.

 He stayed at Xu's Hospital to help coordinate some things.

 Finally, the woman’s family members came over.

“No, when the teachers heard that you had gone to save someone, not only were they not impatient, but many of them gave a thumbs up.”

 Zhao Wenwen immediately shook his head.

 “Then what did you say in the end?”

Xu Xing breathed a sigh of relief.

Although saving people is a subconscious act, if this affects the opening of Binghu Culture and Tourism Primary School, I will feel a little regretful.

"I've notified those teachers, they will come tomorrow! Only those candidates for the principal have appointments at 7:30 in the evening. I will definitely be able to make it there later."

 Zhao Wenwen said.

“Okay, let’s go and see the principal first.”

Xu Xing said immediately.

"Walk!"

Zhang Chi waved his hand in the distance, and soon a high-end business SUV drove over.

“By the way, Lao Zhao, please tell me the principal’s resume in detail first.”

soon,

 After the three of them got in the car, Xu Xing sorted out his thoughts and said.

 The detailed information of all interviewees has been placed in the hotel, and it is too late to pick it up now.

"Well, this principal's name is Zhao Xun. He was once the vice principal of Hong Kong Pearl International School. He has a high status in the private school circle in Hong Kong! As for Hong Kong Pearl International School, you should be very clear. It is an IBO member school. It is also among the top three private primary schools in Hong Kong."

 Zhao Wenwen said casually.

 “From the Pearl of Hong Kong?”

It's okay if you don't listen, but when you hear it, Xu Xing's face is full of surprise.

"Um!"

"Old Zhao, how did you convince him? Logically speaking, you shouldn't!"

Xu Xingxing again.

　　When Zhao Wenwen and the others were asked to look for him, they did not intend to recruit the vice principal of such a top private school. The target they set was to have working experience in a top private school, or an ordinary teacher. As a result, he was directly appointed as the vice principal of a top private school.

This time the annual salary offered to the principal of Binghu Culture and Tourism School is one million. As expected, this person's current annual salary has already exceeded one million.

 In this case, Xu Xing was doubtful.

In terms of salary and location, Binghu Economic Development Zone is far from being able to compare with Hong Kong. Why should people go to Binghu Cultural Tourism School?

"This is a long story. It starts from a trip the principal took when he was young. Do you know why he is called Zhao Xun?"

 Zhao Wenwen glanced at Xu Xing.

 “Got a story?”

Have a quick walk!

 “There must be a story!”

 Zhao Wenwen showed an extremely beautiful smile.

"tell me the story."

Jingle Bell!

Just when Xu Xing was about to listen to the story of this man named Zhao Xun, his cell phone suddenly rang.

Taking out his cell phone and looking at it, Xu Xing immediately nodded to the two of them and answered the phone.

These two people and he are both at the "old iron" level and won't mind at all.

 “Brother Xue!”

 “Xiao Xu, is everything going well over there?”

 The next moment, Xue Yutian's voice came on the phone.

Just like that, more than a minute passed, and after a while of um, ah, ok, Xing Xing finally hung up the phone.

 “Old Zhao, keep talking!”

Xu Xing then turned to look at Zhao Wenwen.

"continue?"

"continue!"

“It is said that when the principal was young, he was very restless, so one year he suddenly wanted to go to Mo Ku, Don City, Su Thanh Province.”

Here, when Zhao Wenwen was telling Xu Xing a story,

At the other end of Hong Kong City,

In a certain reception room, a man in his fifties, wearing a Tang suit and wearing a bracelet on his wrist, suddenly frowned after listening to the remarks of a young man opposite him.

“What did you say? I donated cultural relics to you and you still need a certificate?”

"Mr. Wu, there is nothing we can do about this! A few years ago, the museum also received a donation from a fellow villager. At that time, it was said that the cultural relic was of very high value. Our museum promoted it and gave the fellow villager many policies. offers on.

 It turned out that the cultural relic in the end was a counterfeit that had been sold in the antique market.

Therefore, since then, our museum has rarely accepted donations from collectors. If we insist on donating, we must issue relevant identification certificates. "

 The young man straightened up and explained immediately.

“Isn’t this a waste of food because of choking? Besides, with my reputation and level in the industry, I, Lao Zhao, will not donate fake products to you.”

The man with the bracelet shook his head in disappointment.

The man's name is Wu Xian, and he is a senior antiques enthusiast.

 Some time ago, when he was wandering overseas, he accidentally came across a very interesting antique, which was of great significance to Xia Guo.

 Finally, after a lot of effort and a lot of money, I finally brought that thing back to Hong Kong.

 Originally, I wanted to donate it directly to Shaanxi Province, where this cultural relic was produced, so this happened.

"Mr. Wu, this is not a matter of whether it is a fake or not, nor is it a matter of disbelief in your eyesight, but the current donation process is like this, and there is nothing I can do about it."

 The young man smiled dryly and said.

 “Okay! If that’s the case, forget it!”

Looking at the young man again, Wu Xian leaned back in his chair and no longer wanted to say anything else.

 “Then I won’t disturb you?”

 After saying that, the young man nodded politely, then stood up and left the room, leaving only a frowning Wu Xian.

However, after the young man left the room, he did not take the elevator and go directly downstairs. Instead, he came to the safe passage and made a phone call.

 Heep, beep. The call will be connected soon.

“Hey, Director Tang, I just met Mr. Wu who you mentioned was going to donate cultural relics.”

 The young man said.

"How to say?"

 The next moment, a very concerned voice came from the phone.

“There was no problem with Mr. Wu, but he was unwilling to issue an appraisal certificate for the donated cultural relics, which was not in compliance with the regulations of our museum, so the matter was not settled in the end.”

 The young man said nonchalantly.

“The negotiation was not completed? You, Xiao Wang, what Mr. Wu wants to donate is of great significance. You should go back to him to have a good talk and apologize to him!”

 Hearing what the young man said, the voice on the phone suddenly became anxious.

"Apologise? Director Tang, that's not enough! We don't lack cultural relics! Don't make a joke like last time."

 The young man frowned.

 “Hurry up!”

The urging voice came quickly on the phone.

“Director Tang, why don’t you forget it? Deputy Director Li has been emphasizing that the procedures must be compliant. It would be hard to explain if I listen to you and go back.”

 The young man looked back at the place he just left.

 “I’ll tell you about Deputy Director Li.”

 The voice on the phone said urgently again.

"Don't. That's what you said about the incident last month. In the end, I was scolded by Deputy Director Li! Otherwise, if you don't think it's okay, just kiss this side. I'll give you my ticket tomorrow morning. , there will be other things to deal with now!

 That’s it for now. "

 After saying that, the young man immediately hung up the phone without waiting for another response.

That’s not all,

After hanging up the phone, he muttered again, "I am just the director of the reference room. I feel that he has more responsibility than the director of the library and he is not my direct leader."

 After finishing speaking, he pressed the elevator door.

 The night is getting darker,

 Hong Kong City, a five-star hotel, Xu Xing had finished washing and lay on the bed.

 At 7:30, he, Zhao Wenwen, and Zhang Chi finally met the vice principal with a story full of stories.

As a result, before Xu Xing could introduce the current situation of the school, Zhao Xun expressed his strong desire to go there, and even said that salary and other conditions were not a problem.

 So,

The matter of becoming the principal of Binghu Cultural Tourism School was settled extremely easily.

 Following on, several people were talking about things in the northwest of Xia Kingdom, and it didn’t end until half an hour ago.

 When he returns to the Economic Development Zone this time, Zhao Xun will also go back with him!

 “A script for a short play? What should I make?”

 After thinking for a moment, Xu Xing immediately called up the **** system.

Xue Yutian called to inquire about the short play in the car in the afternoon. After much deliberation, he felt that it would be more appropriate to buy it from the system.

Although it was just for errands, it was going to be broadcast on Ice Lake TV station after all, and it was also the first broadcast on Ice Lake TV station.

If the quality is too poor and the quality is too low, it’s really unjustifiable!

 As for the short play?

 In fact, each episode is about thirty to forty minutes, and each episode is considered a short drama.

“System, screen the costume dramas for me! No romantic dramas, no dramas about bitterness and hatred, no fantasy dramas!”

next moment,

 Xu Xing sent another idea to the system.

In Xu Xing’s view, there is no obvious standard for the so-called main theme, as long as the content is positive and uplifting and can incorporate some local characteristics.

　　Wow!

The **** system reacted quickly. As soon as Xu Xing’s idea came out of the mall panel, a flash of light flashed, and dozens of pages of content appeared.

"Um?"

It's okay if you don't look at it. When you look at the first one, Xu Xing immediately becomes interested.

 “This seems interesting!”

 (End of this chapter)