The next day.
In the morning.
When Old Wu's family woke up, they discovered that Zhang Ye had gone somewhere.
Li Qinqin asked curiously, "Did Little Ye go back last night?"
Wu Zeqing said, "No, he stayed with me in the west wing."
Wu Changhe said, "Why isn't he around? Breakfast is already ready. "
"What were you two talking about last night?" Li Qinqin asked, "I saw you two chatting late into the night."
Wu Zeqing smiled. "Nothing much, we were just talking about the kids."
At this moment, the sound of a car parking could be heard from outside.
Then Zhang Ye came in and started carrying bags of various sizes into the house.
One bag.
Three bags.
Five bags.
There were also several large boxes.
Li Qinqin was startled. "Aiyo, where did you go?"
Zhang Ye chuckled and said, "Mom, I bought some diapers for the kids and some clothes for a few months, a one year old, and a two year old. I thought they looked pretty good, so I bought them all." He then opened up a bag. "Look at these diapers. How nice they are. Don't believe in foreign stuff. Just buy our domestic stuff. Oh right, Mom, don't go to Lotte Mart in the future. It's run by the Koreans, so there's no guarantee."
Wu Changhe said, "Didn't you shut down all the Lotte Mart stores in Beijing? They can't go there even if they wanted to. Heh, why did you buy so many things?"
Zhang Ye said excitedly, "I bought more just in case."
Li Qinqin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "It's too early. The kids haven't even given birth yet."
"It's not early anymore." Zhang Ye said, "We have to prepare in advance."
Wu Zeqing smiled and said, "Let him buy them. It's better to have them prepared in advance."
Li Qinqin hurriedly said, "Alright, let's leave them here."
After unloading all the things in the car, Zhang Ye suddenly facepalmed. "Heyo, look at my brain. I even forgot about the stroller and crib. How about this? I'll go to the specialty store tonight to pick out some. If there's anything good, I'll bring it back."
Li Qinqin gave a wry smile. "It'll be the same if we buy them in the future."
But Wu Zeqing said, "Get a lighter stroller so that it's easier to move it around."
"Alright, I understand." Zhang Ye said, "I'll go to work first. I already made an appointment."
Li Qinqin tugged at him. "Don't. Eat first before you leave."
Wu Zeqing said, "Let him go. He has a lot of things to do."
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Yes, I'll come back for dinner tonight."
Li Qinqin said, "Hai, then drive slower."
"Got it, Mom." Zhang Ye hurried off.
…
Ten thirty in the morning.
At the studio.
When Zhang Ye arrived, the person he had arranged to meet had already arrived.
It was Beijing Television's Hu Fei, who was also Zhang Ye's old boss.
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Brother Hu, you're here?"
Hu Fei pointed at him and said, "You called me in the middle of the night to ask me to come over, but you made me wait for you?"
"Hey, I went to buy some stuff this morning. Sorry for the delay." Zhang Ye gestured for him to sit down, "What diapers? Baby products? I'm dazzled by all the choices."
Hu Fei smiled and looked at him. "Well, it's different now that you're going to be a father. I've known you for so many years, but I've never seen you go to the mall to buy anything for yourself." After a pause, he asked, "What's the matter? You didn't even say anything over the phone. You were so mysterious. "
Zhang Ye smiled. "There's an agreement."
Hu Fei was taken aback. "Agreement?"
Zhang Ye looked into the distance. "Little Wang, where's the stuff?"
"It's printed." Little Wang quickly brought it over.
Zhang Ye took it and pushed it to Hu Fei. "Have a look."
Hu Fei put on his glasses and suspiciously took the agreement and looked at it. He was stunned and looked up in surprise. "Zhang 'er, what do you mean by this?"
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "It's a licensing agreement. I won't be a part of King of Masked Singers and I Am a Singer anymore. Calculating the time, it's about time for the production of the second season of King of Masked Singers. It's the same for the second and third seasons of I Am a Singer. I'll authorize all of them to Beijing Television in the future. After signing this agreement, you don't need to get my approval for the production of the next season. You can just do it directly."
Hu Fei immediately returned the agreement. "There's no need for that."
But Zhang Ye said, "There's a need for that. I have to make the arrangements first."
Hu Fei said in a speechless manner, "It's not like you're not around anymore. You're just taking a break from the entertainment industry and staying home to take care of your child. Do you think I won't be able to find you? We'll talk about it when the time comes. "
Zhang Ye said, "I'll feel more at ease after I settle this matter first."
Hu Fei felt that it wasn't appropriate. "But —"
"No buts." Zhang Ye then took out another document. It was a thick stack of over 20 pages. "These are the outlines and drafts that I've compiled for the future seasons of King of Masked Singers and I Am a Singer. Take a look at them and use them if they're suitable. It doesn't matter if they're not."
Hu Fei read through page by page and sighed. "Actually, you're more suitable than anyone else to be the executive director."
Zhang Ye did not say anything, nor did he know what to say.
He also wanted to do a good job with these shows, but he didn't have the time to do so.
Zhang Ye said, "Brother Hu, I only have one request."
Hu Fei said, "Speak."
Zhang Ye said, "As long as Dong Shanshan is willing, you can still look for her as the host."
Hu Fei looked at him and said sternly, "I promise you that as long as I'm around, be it King of Masked Singers or I Am a Singer, there will not be a second host other than Dong Shanshan. I will get people to strictly follow the outline that you've given me. These two masterpieces of variety shows will definitely not be ruined in our hands."
Zhang Ye smiled. "Alright."
…
Noon.
Another group of people had arrived.
They were personally led by a deputy station head of Central TV.
Zhang Ye was also very surprised. "Why is Station Head Zhou here personally?"
Deputy Station Head Zhou said with a serious expression, "Of course. For something like this, I definitely have to be here personally."
"Please have a seat," Zhang Ye said.
Deputy Station Head Zhou and his group of people were very solemn.
Zhang Ye's relationship with Central TV was very complicated. They had a honeymoon period in the past when he worked at Central TV. Later on, they got into a fight and were forced to leave. Later on, Central TV had a change of leadership and Zhang Ye was appointed to direct the Spring Festival Gala. The relationship between the two parties had eased up, but the complexity of it was really not something that could be explained in just a few words.
Zhang Ye called out, "Old Ha."
Ha Qiqi came over. "I'm here."
"The agreement," Zhang Ye said.
Ha Qiqi gave a wry smile, but still took it out.
Zhang Ye pushed it to Deputy Station Head Zhou. "Take a look at it first."
Deputy Station Head Zhou and the other legal staff looked at it. The agreement was written very clearly. They looked at each other and nodded lightly.
The production rights for The Voice!
The production rights for A Bite of China!
No one could have expected that Zhang Ye would give them the production rights that Central TV had been yearning for so long!
Deputy Station Head Zhou looked at him. "What requests do you have?"
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "I only have one request."
"Say it," Deputy Station Head Zhou said.
Zhang Ye said, "Don't mess it up."
Deputy Station Head Zhou pondered for a moment. "Alright, I promise you."
Zhang Ye smiled and put out his hand. "Then sign it."
Both parties signed it.
The agreement was established.
Deputy Station Head Zhou was very emotional and also very excited. He knew very well the value of this authorization in his hands. The production rights for these two shows were what they needed the most right now. What Sing! was that skirting around the edges? That was something that the previous Central TV leaders had come up with because they had no other choice. A hundred Sing!'s worth could not even compare to the name of The Voice. Now, they could finally produce the second season of The Voice in an open and aboveboard manner!
Deputy Station Head Zhou shook Zhang Ye's hand. "I won't say anything else. Teacher Zhang, if there's anything you need from Central TV in the future, just say the word. On behalf of Central TV, I thank you for your generosity."
Generosity?
Zhang Ye shook his head slightly. He really wasn't a magnanimous person.
These classic shows from his previous world were all brought up by Zhang Ye back then. He was the one who started it, so he couldn't let these shows go to waste in his hands. Be it the grudges or conflicts from before, they were no longer important to Zhang Ye now. Since he was going to leave, he couldn't possibly bring these shows along with him. He had to leave something behind for this world.
This was also the last thing that Zhang Ye could do.
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