Which director would ultimately take charge of the Spring Festival Gala was not something Zhou Chen cared about very much. He only needed to show up for a few rehearsals once the stage design was finalized.
Everything else was outside his purview, or rather—
Zhou Chen glanced back at the office. With an outsider like him gone, the directors inside were acting like fighting cocks, pounding their chests, gesturing wildly, and spitting as they argued.
Chapter 115