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Seeing Zhou Xing's hypnotic effect with his own eyes, Huang Zhidong had no doubts in his heart. Of course, Zhou Xing would not reveal the details of the treatment, let alone say that if he really wanted to hypnotize Huang Minlu, he actually didn't even need to speak or gesture, and could do it through his eyes.

Of course, in order to be less sensational, Zhou Xing can only cover up through his words and actions, so that this hypnosis can be traced to follow and not too mysterious.

And because Zhou Xing told Huang Zhidong that it would take some time to recover, Huang Zhidong immediately made the decision and rented the house to Zhou Xing.

This is not because Zhou Xing deliberately delays and takes action, but because of the facts. After all, Huang Minlu has neurasthenia, and even if Zhou Xing has a system, it is not so easy to solve.

As for Luo Yifu, he found an excuse after Zhou Xing's hypnosis ended and left in shame, without even saying hello to Yu Jianqiang.

After Yu Jianqiang returned, he was inevitably scolded by Lin Xiantang:

"You can't even do such a small thing, do you want to mess around?"

"Yes...but Master, Zhou Xing can hypnotize, we can't do it at all..."

Lin Xiantang was speechless by Yu Jianqiang, and he immediately slapped Yu Jianqiang in the head in anger:

"Do you know how advantageous that position is? How advantageous it is for opening a theater, but now you're all killed."

"Others can recover hundreds of thousands of debts in a month, but you not only haven't seen the money back, but you have to pay for it."

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Compared with Yu Jianqiang's hard work, Zhou Xing has been very busy recently.

Since the house has been obtained now, it is time to renovate it next.

Decoration is not a simple project, not to mention an old factory of one or two thousand square meters. However, Zhou Xing and Guo Chao had a plan from the beginning, and even the construction team was found. The rest was done according to the previous plan.

In order to rush the opening hours, the decoration materials for the two of them bought all high-quality environmentally friendly materials, just to ensure that there is no pollution in the theater when it is opened, and it will not affect the audience's health.

Because of the importance, the two took turns to check every day, and Zhou Xing even ran back and forth in three places: the laughter factory, theatre, and Huang Zhidong's home. They were so busy that they almost became a gyro that was spinning around.

As time goes by, Huang Minlu's heart has gradually dissipated. It is not that Zhou Xing cleared his memory, but that the unpleasant period in the memory is slowly fading, and even if he thinks about it again, it will not cause too much psychological fluctuation.

Of course, Huang Zhidong was very grateful for Zhou Xing's treatment and repeatedly expressed his desire to exempt Zhou Xing and his first year of rent, but Zhou Xing did not agree.

It’s not that Zhou Xing is too noble, but that Zhou Xing knew that Huang Zhidong was either rich or noble, Zhou Xing understood that his favor was far from comparable to a year’s rent.

He naturally uses good steel on the blade. Of course, Zhou Xing will not use this kind of favor easily.

Huang Zhidong didn't think too much about seeing Zhou Xing insisting.

Although Zhou Xing has been busy recently, his kung fu has not been interrupted or lost in his day, and Zhou Xing has also enjoyed this fulfilling feeling.

On the morning of that day, Zhou Xing received a call.

"Hello, is it Mr. Zhou Xing?"

"It's me, is there anything wrong?" Zhou Xing asked.

"Oh, Mr. Zhou, hello, this is the Propaganda Department of the Beijing Municipal Committee." said over there.

Zhou Xing was stunned. After reacting, hesitated for a moment: "Is it true or false?"

There seemed to be suspected many times, but the tone did not change much, and he smiled and said, "It's like a fake one."

After a pause, the other party continued:

"That's right, Mr. Zhou, the Beijing Annual Good People Selection and Award Ceremony will be held on January 16. I'm honored to notify you that you have been nominated as the candidate for the Good People of the Year this year."

Zhou Xing was stunned and then laughed. The honor finally came. Zhou Xing muttered to himself: "It's a good thing to win an award, but I don't know if there is a prize money..."

Although I thought so in my heart, I definitely couldn't ask it out. Zhou Xing smiled and said:

"Oh, thank you very much."

"You're welcome, you have sacrificed yourself and saved 18 people in the sea of ​​fire. We're learning from you."

"Haha, I've been too rewarded." Zhou Xing said modestly.

He hesitated on the phone and then said, "Mr. Zhou Xing, I'll ask you a risk, if you need to perform a show at the awards ceremony, do you have time?"

Zhou Xing was stunned, suddenly remembered something and said with a smile: "Before answering your question, I will ask you something."

"You said?"

Zhou Xing said: "What I want to ask is, is this party broadcast on Beijing Satellite TV? Is it a recording or a live broadcast?"

There seemed to be no expectation that Zhou Xing was asking this question. After being stunned for a moment, he smiled:

"This evening party is indeed broadcast on Beijing Satellite TV. Of course, it is definitely not a live broadcast, but a recording broadcast."

"Oh, I get it, thank you."

"You're welcome, are there any problems?"

After thinking about it, Zhou Xing asked, "What kind of program do you want me to perform?"

"There is no limit on the program, but due to occasion issues, positive energy programs are definitely needed. We believe you have this strength."

"Haha, it's a ridiculous, okay, then I'll do my best." Zhou Xing said.

"Because time is tight, I'm sorry to you here. You may have to review the program and participate in the rehearsal before the 10th, so the script creation will be prepared in the past few days. I hope you can hurry up."

Hearing the request, although time was tight, Zhou Xing did not feel much pressure.

"Okay, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Xing finally couldn't hide his smile. He held the phone and grinned, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt funny.

The reason why he laughed was that Zhou Xing thought of Jingcheng Satellite TV's internal ban on himself.

But in just a few days, the Municipal Party Committee Propaganda Department asked itself to go to Beijing Satellite TV again.

If Zhu Jianhui and his group of people knew about it, they would not know what wonderful expressions would appear on their faces, but no one could laugh.

Those who don’t know may even think that the Propaganda Department has had a holiday with Beijing Satellite TV, otherwise how could he get Zhou Xing over? It’s simply a mess.

Of course, although Jingcheng Satellite TV has the ability to ban itself, they have to be three points short of the Propaganda Department. Even if they use Jingcheng Satellite TV's courage to disobey, they will not dare to disobey the Propaganda Department. Instead, they must do their best.

As for Zhou Xing, even if Beijing TV hates him no matter how much he hates him, he will definitely not dare to cut off his program.
Chapter completed!