Zhang Ye asked curiously, “Teacher Hu, what sort of meeting is it?”
“A public service advertisement. Let’s go. You’ll know when we arrive.” Hu Fei led him upstairs. While they were in the elevator, he explained, “The higher-ups sent a policy down last month, and it can be considered a media policy. They wanted our Arts Channel to produce an electricity-saving public service advertisement. But we have not finished it after a month. Actually, it’s not that we haven’t done it, it’s just that the higher-ups did not pass it. Seeing that tomorrow is the final deadline, our channel’s Leader is extremely anxious. So he gathered everyone to help in planning and discussing the details of the advertisement.”
Zhang Ye was enlightened.
……
A small meeting room upstairs.
There was a long table, with not more than twenty seats.