Wang Hong didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point.
"Director Ding, I heard your show, if i were a female special forces soldier, is still recruiting guests?"
Director Ding's heart stirred, and he vaguely guessed something.
"Yes, there's still one spot left to be filled."
"We're looking for an artist with high popularity and national recognition."
"So, Hong Jie, do you have someone suitable to recommend?"
Wang Hong chuckled softly.
"My artist, Gu Lina Zha, is very interested in your show."
"I wonder if there's still an opportunity on Director Ding's end?"
When Director Ding heard the four words "Gu Lina Zha," he was so excited he almost jumped out of his chair.
Gu Lina Zha!
She was a popular A-list star.
She brought her own traffic and buzz, and her fan base was extremely large.
If she could participate in the show, the show's attention would definitely increase by several levels!
This was simply a pie falling from the sky!
Director Ding suppressed the wild joy in his heart, trying to make his voice sound calmer.
"Of course there's an opportunity! Naza is very welcome!"
"It's just... our show is indeed very demanding, can Naza... adapt?"
"Director Ding can rest assured about that; since Naza decided to participate, she's prepared to endure hardship."
Wang Hong said confidently.
"That's good! That's good!"
Director Ding said repeatedly, the stone in his heart finally settling.
He rubbed his hands, cautiously probing.
"Um... Hong Jie, regarding the appearance fee..."
Wang Hong's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable force.
"Seven million after tax."
Director Ding's breathing hitched.
Seven million, this price was not low, almost taking up half of his guest budget.
But then he thought, to be able to invite Gu Lina Zha, this price was absolutely worth it!
With her, would he still be afraid of not getting sponsors?
"No problem!"
Director Ding almost blurted it out.
"I'll have legal draft the contract immediately!"
"Hong Jie, a pleasure working with you!"
"A pleasure working with you."
Wang Hong hung up the phone, a professional smile curving at the corner of her lips.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Director Ding put down his phone and paced excitedly back and forth in his office.
It's done!
The biggest problem was solved!
With Gu Lina Zha as the trump card, the show's ratings were guaranteed!
After the excitement, Director Ding calmed down and began to consider the next crucial issue.
The guest lineup was already eye-catching enough.
But for the show to truly stand out, it still needed a chief instructor who could command the stage.
This instructor had to be a true Special Forces King.
He needed to have strength, charisma, and a certain sense of being on camera.
He walked to his desk, pulled open a drawer, and took out a thick stack of documents.
These were the candidate profiles he had obtained from the cooperating military unit.
He flipped through them one by one; the soldiers in the photos all had resolute eyes and extraordinary temperaments.
But Director Ding always felt something was missing.
He wanted more than just a qualified soldier.
He wanted a "Soldier King" who could convince all viewers.
His finger traced over the photos.
Finally, his gaze stopped on a face that was excessively young.
The photo was black and white, but it still couldn't hide the handsomeness and sharpness of that face.
His deep eyes were like a hawk's, exuding a chilling aloofness that warned others to stay away.
His facial features were distinct and chiseled, as if carved by a knife and axe.
Even from just a passport photo, the decisive, battle-hardened aura almost burst out of the paper.
Lu Mingyu.
Leader of the Megakaryocyte Special Operations Group.
Director Ding's eyes lit up; it was him!
This man's image and temperament were simply tailor-made for this show!
At the same time, a thousand miles away, at the Haining City Special Operations Base.
Lu Mingyu had just finished a high-intensity weighted cross-country run.
Sweat soaked his camouflage training uniform, dripping down his well-defined jawline.
He picked up a bottle of mineral water, twisted open the cap, and tilted his head back, drinking it all in one gulp.
Just then, his phone vibrated in his pocket.
Lu Mingyu took out his phone and glanced at the caller ID.
Second Uncle.
He frowned slightly and swiped to answer the call.
"Hello, Second Uncle."
A powerful male voice came from the other end of the phone, carrying an undeniable authority.
"Mingyu, come to my office tomorrow morning."
Lu Mingyu tightened the bottle cap, his tone flat.
"I have a mission tomorrow; I'm very busy."
"You have to come no matter how busy you are!"
Lu Hai's tone grew a few shades heavier.
"This is an order; you must be there, no refusal!"
Lu Mingyu was silent for a moment.
"Understood."
"Also," Lu Hai seemed to remember something and added.
"Pay attention to your appearance."
"Don't come over all dusty and sweaty right after training; change into some clean clothes."
Lu Mingyu sighed, feeling a bit helpless.
"Understood."
After hanging up the phone, Lu Mingyu stood still, looking at the training ground in the distance, his eyes somewhat complex.
He felt that he, being of a lower generation, was easily picked on by the elders in his family.
Shaking his head, he stopped thinking and turned, striding towards the dormitory.
Lu Mingyu pushed open the dormitory door, and a wave of heat, mixed with sweat and masculine scent, washed over him.
He had just returned from the training ground, soaked in sweat from head to toe.
His camouflage training uniform clung tightly to his body, outlining his strong and fluid muscle lines.
In the dormitory, his three teammates were sprawled out, resting.
Seeing Lu Mingyu enter, a dark-skinned, powerfully built young man immediately sat up.
His name was Li Xiaoniu, and he was the most active member of the team.
"Boss, you're finally back!"
Li Xiaoniu grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
"What's the plan for tomorrow?"
"Is it another ten-kilometer armed cross-country run plus obstacle training?"
Lu Mingyu walked to his bed and picked up a towel to wipe the sweat from his face.
"I have to go out tomorrow."
His voice, like him, carried a certain chill.
"You all arrange your own training; don't neglect the basic drills."
Another teammate, Zhou Chenguang, who wore glasses and looked refined, pushed up his spectacles.
"Boss is going out?"
"Are you going to see Second Uncle?"
Lu Mingyu hummed in affirmation, saying nothing more.
Upon hearing this, Li Xiaoniu immediately perked up, his tone full of envy.
"Going to see your Second Uncle again, huh? The Deputy Commander of the Haining City Military Region, now that's a real big shot!"
He counted on his fingers, rattling off the names as if reciting a family treasure.
"Boss, your background is like something out of a novel."
"Grandfather Lu Wei, Commander of the Air Force First Military Region."
"Father Lu Qi, Captain of the Navy First Fleet."
"Mother Zheng Qing, Director of the Haining City Third Military Hospital."
"Plus a Second Uncle who's a Deputy Commander."
"Army, Navy, Air Force, and Medical—you've got it all! It's simply the pinnacle of a military family!"
Listening to his teammates' envious and slightly teasing words, Lu Mingyu remained silent.
His gaze fell on the window, his eyes deep.
These halos had enveloped him since the moment he was born.
Outsiders only saw the glory, but they didn't see the effort he had put in for it.
He had never thought of relying on his family's connections.
From the moment he joined the army, he went to the toughest border outposts.
Later, when he entered the Special Operations Academy, every achievement was a first place he earned with blood and sweat.
Then, entering the Megakaryocyte Special Operations Group, from an ordinary team member, he gradually became the current leader.
Every step on this path was taken by himself.
He never considered himself a favored son born with a silver spoon in his mouth.
He only believed in his own fists and strength.
Seeing Lu Mingyu's silence, the atmosphere became somewhat stagnant for a moment.
Wu Tianlong, who had been sitting quietly in the corner, nudged Li Xiaoniu and gave him a look.
Wu Tianlong was the team's tech expert, with a relatively calm personality.
Zhou Chenguang also realized and quickly changed the subject.
"Boss, Second Uncle suddenly looking for you, is it for some important secret mission?"
"Are we Macrophages going to be deployed again?"
Lu Mingyu collected his thoughts and turned to look at them.
"I don't know either."
He picked up his clean change of clothes and waved at the three curious boys.
"Alright, everyone out, I'm going to take a shower."
His teammates were playfully chased out of the dormitory.
After returning to his own dormitory, Li Xiaoniu immediately sidled up to Wu Tianlong, a mischievous smile on his face.
"Tianlong, our team's tech guru, it's time for you to shine."
