Chen Bin returned to the office, looking at the five million check in his hand, his heart filled with worry.
He didn't recognize any of the famous singers and comedy actors.
The only thing he could do was to go to the Imperial Capital and ask Liao Jiangchu for help.
But a mere five million, not to mention organizing the Spring Festival Gala, might not even be enough to hire actors.
After some thought, Chen Bin ultimately decided to ask Ma Juan for help.
After the call, he directly took a taxi to the villa.
As soon as he rang the doorbell, Ma Juan immediately opened the door.
Excited but still teasing out loud.
"Oh my, isn't this Director Chen, what brings you here?"
Chen Bin awkwardly rubbed his nose, "I just missed you."
After entering the house, Ma Juan lay directly on the sofa, looking utterly exhausted as she spoke.
"Don't think I don't know, you never come without a reason, but before we talk business, you have to give me a massage."
