It wasn't that Chu Tian wasn't attentive to his company, but that he had other matters to attend to.

After leaving the company, he didn't go home but instead took out his cell phone and called Wei Liangxiao.

From what Yu Cheng had said, Chu Tian knew that Wei Liangxiao was indeed at home in the Capital. The reason he hadn't contacted him immediately was firstly because he himself had been tied up with other matters. The second reason was to give Yu Cheng some time to liaise with Wei Liangxiao.

After all, it was through Yu Cheng that he had been able to get in touch. Whether it succeeded or not, Yu Cheng's favor had to be properly acknowledged, as Chu Tian also needed Yu Cheng to act as a go-between. Otherwise, if he just called out of the blue, how would the person know who he was? They might even mistake him for a scammer and hang up directly.

Now that Chu Tian's business was concluded, and Wei Liangxiao should have been briefed, he made the call to Wei Liangxiao without any rush.

"Hello, who is this?"

"May I speak with Director Wei Liangxiao? I am Chu Tian. Director Yu Cheng must have mentioned me, right?"

"Oh, President Chu, Brother Yu did mention you. I heard it's about a music variety show, is that right? I wonder if President Chu has time to meet and discuss it?"

Wei Liangxiao addressed him as President Chu. Chu Tian didn't correct him, guessing that Yu Cheng hadn't clarified, but it was of little consequence.

"Certainly. Shall we pick a place?"

They discussed briefly and decided on a bar in North Sea.

Though called a bar, the entire area around North Sea was essentially lined with them, yet bars came in many varieties. The one Wei Liangxiao picked was, at best, a comprehensive quiet bar, divided into indoor and outdoor sections.

Inside, there were bands and stages, and the atmosphere was quite lively. Outside, however, it was right by North Sea, with a pleasant breeze, suitable for enjoying the scenery as well as for chatting. The weather was still quite hot, so sitting outside in the evening, enjoying the lights and the breeze, was indeed a pleasant experience.

When Chu Tian arrived, Wei Liangxiao was already there.

Glancing at the bar's name, ZERO Degree, and following the table number, he quickly noticed a man in his thirties sitting there, leaning back in his chair, lost in contemplation of the lake.

Originally, Chu Tian had imagined this director would be a typical middle-aged man with a simple appearance, a crew cut, and wearing a director's cap. But from a distance, he looked more like an artistic type. With long hair and a beard, he slightly resembled a middle-aged Sekiya at first glance. However, the difference in their appearances was quite significant; Director Wei Liangxiao wasn't nearly as handsome as Sekiya.

"Hello, are you Director Wei?"

Upon hearing the voice, Wei Liangxiao turned his head, and a flash of surprise passed through Chu Tian's eyes as he saw him.

"You are President Chu? A pleasure to meet you."

They shook hands and then called over a waiter to order some food and drinks.

Because Chu Tian himself didn't drink, but the other man seemed quite enthusiastic, he reluctantly went along as if it were a social obligation.

After a few drinks, the conversation finally opened up.

"I heard you want to make a music variety show, right? What kind of effect are you looking for? Professional, or more focused on generating buzz?"

In Wei Liangxiao's view, the other party was so young; he wondered which wealthy young master had come to dabble in entertainment. This so-called music variety show was probably just a way to pave the path for some female singer, to win her favor. As for whether it would lower his standing or affect his reputation? What good was a reputation? What he needed now was money! As long as the pay was good, he'd do whatever the boss said.

Despite his long hair giving him a very distinct personality, he was far from inflexible. Could personality put food on the table? He could barely afford to eat now.

After facing problems with his wife, he had tried hard to salvage their relationship, but he was powerless and eventually even lost the custody battle for their child. It wasn't that he didn't try, but his wife had made it clear at the time that he was too busy with work to take care of their child. Therefore, he hadn't put all his efforts into the fight and had even left most of his wealth to his wife and child. That was the reason he was short of money.

Chu Tian was no rookie. Although he hadn't personally created a variety show before, he knew all the ins and outs of it. Once Wei Liangxiao spoke, he understood, realizing that Wei Liangxiao had misunderstood.

"Director Wei, you might have misunderstood," Chu Tian said. "I'm not trying to promote someone. I want to create a professional program."

"Oh? A professional program? It's not easy to label a music program as 'professional.'"

He still didn't take it seriously. Who doesn't want to make a professional program? The key is, do you have the capability? And how can you achieve professionalism when your starting point isn't even genuine?

Despite reluctantly taking this job for the money, he still retained his pride. He truly looked down on someone like Chu Tian.

Faced with this reaction, Chu Tian also knew that no matter what he said, it would sound feeble. With such preconceived notions, any explanation would only muddle things further. Rather than that, it was better to directly present concrete proof.

Luckily, he was well-prepared. He had already redeemed the show's proposal from the system, which even included the complete program flow and schedule.

"Here, please take a look at this proposal first," Chu Tian suggested. "This is the project plan. You'll understand once you see it."

Wow! He's prepared quite thoroughly, huh? Does he have professional guidance?

Seeing Chu Tian pull out a thick stack of plans, Wei Liangxiao couldn't help but be surprised.

Are wealthy heirs this professional when promoting their girlfriends nowadays?

He casually took the documents, intending to see how far the other party had progressed.

He had just started reading when his brow furrowed instantly.

"King of Mask Singer?"

He unconsciously read the program's name, and he immediately became somewhat puzzled. He could understand 'King,' but what did 'Mask' mean?

As he continued through the material, starting with a brief introduction:

'Focused on Singing Skills... masked competition... voice alteration... codenames... blind guessing...'

As he read each item, he became more excited, more engrossed. It was as if he had found some treasure; he simply couldn't stop reading.

Chu Tian had anticipated this. He signaled the waiter for two beverages and leisurely sipped his, observing the distant scenery.

The North Sea of this world wasn't much different from the Back Sea of his previous life.

The reflections of lights on the lake surface swayed with the waves. Along the lakeside street, young people came and went, their voices filled with joyous shouts and laughter. Drunks staggered about. The bar-lined street blazed with dazzling lights—a scene of revelry and dissipation, yet intermingled with a poignant, stubborn melancholy of those adrift.

Before he knew it, both bottles were empty. Just as he was about to order another, the person opposite him finally reacted.

"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! This is amazing!"

"Who created this plan? Such a great show will definitely be a massive hit! It's so creative! Why didn't I think of this?"

His exclamations, while holding a stack of A4 paper, drew curious glances from those nearby. Some wore expressions of disdain, others of curiosity.

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