Chen Bin returned to his office, looking at the check for five million in his hand, his heart full of worries.
Those famous singers and comedy actors, he didn't know any of them.
The only thing he could do was to go to the Imperial Capital and ask Liao Jiangchu for help.
But five million was hardly enough, not to mention planning the Spring Festival Gala, it was probably not even enough to pay the actors.
After pondering, Chen Bin still decided to ask Ma Juan for help.
After making the phone call, he took a taxi directly to the villa.
As soon as the doorbell rang, Ma Juan immediately opened the door.
While excited, she didn't forget to tease.
"Hey, isn't this the great Station Head Chen? What wind blew you over here?"
Chen Bin touched his nose with some embarrassment, "I was just missing you."
After entering the house, Ma Juan lay down on the sofa, her face tired as she spoke.
