652: Chapter 641 652: Chapter 641 In the days that followed, Song Yun took Song Yuxue to visit Xiao Hua’s mother, having her transferred to the Shura Alliance’s private hospital for treatment to prevent any mishaps.
Xiao Hua and Song Yuxue also got along very well.
Song Yuxue would take Xiao Hua around Sunan every Sunday.
Song Yun was happy to let these two girls create small troubles for him now and then—after all, isn’t that what brothers are for, to take care of their sisters’ troubles?
The grand finale of “Super Woman” had arrived quickly, and tonight, thousands had gathered outside the Sunan Province TV station.
In front of the station, a large open space had been artificially cleared, covering the original parking lot, and a rather impressive stage was erected right at the front.
The seats were in front of the stage.
The final competition at the provincial station was scheduled over two days: the first day to narrow from thirty to ten, and the second day to decide the top three.
Both days’ finals would take place on the stage outside the station.
For security purposes, the city management office in Sunan had dispatched a large group of officers to maintain order.
“Make sure everything goes smoothly tonight, understood?” a somewhat muscular middle-aged man sternly instructed several uniformed men in front of him.
“Yes, Director,” several heads of the city management team nodded in agreement.
“What a hassle,” the man frowned, watching the crowd around the TV station grow.
He muttered to himself, “Why not use a proper stadium?
Why set up this stage?
Has the second son of the Shen Family gone mad?
Now we have to manage the crowd here tonight; those from above really know how to make a fuss.”
Beside the stage, Shen Yan was busy arranging various things with rare excitement on his face.
Everything today was organized by him, aiming to create an unprecedented talent show on the mainland, directed squarely at the general public.
The stage was open for anyone to closely watch the auditions.
Moreover, Shen Yan had also arranged many voting devices on-site for public participation.
He had prepared long and meticulously for “Super Woman,” investing a lot, including persuading numerous people this evening alone for the stage set up outside the TV station.
The family initially suggested using a large sports stadium, but Shen Yan, guaranteeing an unparalleled classic in “Super Woman,” had managed to quiet internal dissent.
While Shen Yan was busy, he couldn’t help but feel nervous.
If the finals today and tomorrow didn’t achieve the anticipated results or if something went wrong midway, he would bear the greatest responsibility, impacting his status within the family.
Therefore he took special care, especially with the event being open; maintaining order was critical.
For this, Shen Yan had even pulled strings to get urban management for security, along with many security companies under Song Yun’s command, all to keep the order at the venue.
While Shen Yan was busy, Song Yun and Song Yuxue, driven by Wang Hu in an Audi A6, had already arrived at an underground parking garage some distance from Sunan Province TV Station.
“Ah!
Why are there so many people?!” the little girl groaned, looking at the dense crowd not too far away.
“Of course, it’s crowded; this time, there’s no admission fee,” Song Yun laughed.
“Shen Yan said, ‘If you want to watch ‘Super Woman,’ you can, but if you don’t arrive in time to find a good seat, you’ll have to stand.'”
“Doesn’t that entail a huge investment?” Song Yuxue asked.
“Naturally, it’s huge,” Song Yun responded.
“Just what I know, Shen Yan has invested an eight-figure sum for the live broadcast of the competition, and leveraged networks.
See all these people?
Just mobilizing this many takes enough favors to put Shen Yan in a lot of debt.”
“We’ve arrived, let’s go in and take a look,” Song Yun snapped his fingers and started walking toward the crowd, with Wang Hu leading the way, firmly clearing a path.
“Hey, don’t push,” a small police officer maintaining order complained as Wang Hu efficiently made space, causing a ripple of discontent in the surrounding crowd.
Wang Hu glanced at the officer but didn’t speak.
Instead, he opened his arms to gently part the people ahead, creating a path wide enough for one person.
Song Yun naturally took Song Yuxue’s hand and entered the inner venue.
The little officer wanted to stop Song Yun but paused, struck by Song Yuxue’s stunning beauty, wondering if she might be one of the contestants that evening.
In that moment of hesitation, Song Yun had already disappeared from his sight.
Inside, the crowd was much smaller than outside, with plenty of vacant seats.
Even though the event was free and open to all, some people with connections had reserved the best spots in advance to avoid competition.
Shen Yan had also reserved several seats early for Song Yun.
Walking forward to the first row, Song Yun saw Shen Yan, sweating profusely and bustling about.
“Busy, aren’t you?” Song Yun greeted him with a smile.
“Indeed, busy,” Shen Yan sighed, took off his cap, tousled his hair, then put the cap back on.
“Take your seats over there; I still have things to handle.”
“You do your thing,” Song Yun said, taking Song Yuxue to sit in the central seats directly facing the stage.
Wang Hu initially intended to steadfastly perform his duties as a bodyguard by standing next to Song Yun, but given his size, he would block many people’s view, so Song Yun asked him to sit beside Song Yuxue instead.
On stage, the band for the live accompaniment was ready, and the lights and other equipment were still being adjusted.
“Brother, these days, there really is privilege everywhere,” Song Yuxue remarked.
“What do you mean?” Song Yun asked, smiling at Song Yuxue.
“Look, people who arrived early still have no seats, but we came late and got the best seats.
If this isn’t privilege, what is?
Honestly, I’m quite disapproving of privilege,” Song Yuxue said sheepishly.