Kaelter was the owner of a performance company, but he didn't have any artists under his wing. He was mainly responsible for setting up various performance venues. His most important task at the moment was to help the organizing committee of Paris Fashion Week set up the main stage.
However, this was not a good job at all. The work requirements were very high, especially for the lighting, which was the most demanding of all performances.
But this was also normal. After all, it was a fashion show held at night. If the lighting was not good, everything would be ruined.
Lighting was only one aspect. The stage was also required to have some artistic flair. In short, there were all sorts of requirements, and the plans were revised again and again. It wasn't until one day before the event, when the first main show was scheduled to start that evening, that the final approved plan was determined, but one-third of the work was still unfinished, which made Kaelter so anxious that his hair was about to fall out.
Last night, he led the workers until 10 p.m. If it weren't for the strong protests from all the workers, he could have worked through the night.
So, after going home, Kaelter hurried to sleep, planning to resume work at 8 a.m. the next day, to seize every possible moment.
Kaelter was awakened by the ringing of his phone. He glanced at the time, it was just past 6 a.m. The call was from the company's executive director.
The title of executive director sounded good, but in reality, he was a foreman. Although work started at 8 a.m., this executive director would arrive at the site at 6 a.m. to carry out some preliminary preparatory work.
But logically, he wouldn't call himself unless there was trouble on the construction site!
Thinking of this, Kaelter immediately answered the phone. As expected, from the phone, he received an incredibly shocking piece of news: Tuileries Garden prohibited them from entering the garden and announced that the garden was closed for maintenance, not accepting any non-official personnel, and prohibiting any activities from being held in the garden.
"What the hell?" Kaelter exclaimed, and then drove to the entrance of Tuileries Garden. As expected, he saw that all his workers were blocked outside, and there were more than a dozen security guards and dozens of staff members blocking the entrance tightly, preventing his people from entering.
"Hello, Mr. Conkel, I am Kaelter. Is there any misunderstanding between us? You know, my time is very tight. If you don't let my staff in, the construction work cannot be completed!" Kaelter found Mr. Conkel at the entrance and said excitedly.
Mr. Conkel was the head of the event department of Tuileries Garden and the person who directly managed the internal event organization. He had a good relationship with Kaelter.
To ensure his work was as convenient as possible and not obstructed by the garden management, Kaelter had tried his best to maintain a good relationship with Conkel, spending tens of thousands of euros to maintain their relationship. It could be said that these two were very good friends, and Kaelter had never been subjected to such difficulties.
Kaelter thought that Conkel would surely give him face if he came forward, and at least explain what happened and find a way to solve the problem.
However, Conkel smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Kaelter, it's not that I want to make things difficult for you, and I know you're in trouble, but I really can't let you in!"
"Why?"
"This is an order from above. You know, the garden has been sold to a Chinese company, and now this Chinese company is our boss. He announced that he will spend three months on comprehensive maintenance, upkeep, and renovation of Tuileries Garden. Starting today, Tuileries Garden will be completely closed, and no one except staff will be allowed to enter! I am just carrying out his orders!" Conkel said.
"A Chinese company?" Kaelter was stunned for a moment. He naturally knew that Tuileries Garden had been sold to a Chinese enterprise by the government at this time, but he didn't think it would have any impact. Could this Chinese enterprise prevent Fashion Week from happening?
As a result, he encountered this situation this morning, and Kaelter was completely dumbfounded.
He thought for a moment and felt that perhaps this Chinese person did not understand the situation and did not know that the main show of Paris Fashion Week was about to be held. So, he took the initiative to say, "Mr. Conkel, that Chinese company must not know that Paris Fashion Week is being held here tonight. Please call him and explain this matter to him, and he will definitely let us in!"
"Sorry, I actually told him about this yesterday!" Conkel shook his head. "But he said that no matter what the event, it cannot affect the company's planned schedule. Without his permission today, no one can be allowed in!"
"My God, this Chinese person, he doesn't know how great an event Paris Fashion Week is!" Kaelter exclaimed. "Well, no matter how ignorant this Chinese person is, time waits for no one. Mr. Conkel, for the sake of our many years of friendship, please let my workers in first and let them hurry up with the construction. I will find a way to communicate with that Chinese boss about the rest."
"When he knows how important and great Paris Fashion Week is, he will definitely change his decision!" Kaelter said quickly.
"That won't work!" Conkel shook his head.
"Hey, listen to me, tonight, we'll go to Old John's nightclub, my treat, I'll cover all the expenses!" Kaelter took out his trump card.
He had set up events in Tuileries Garden more than a hundred times and had maintained an excellent relationship with Conkel. He was also very clear about Conkel's preferences.
Therefore, he knew very well that when he brought out the trump card of Old John's nightclub, Conkel would usually agree, no matter how difficult the matter was.
But to his surprise, although Conkel's facial muscles twitched, showing that he was very tempted, he still resolutely shook his head, "No, brother Kaelter, let me be frank with you. I am no longer a regular employee here. All of us are interns. Whether we can pass the three-month internship period and become regular employees again depends on our performance during these three months."
"Also, do you see those two tall and strong guys next to me? They were sent by that Chinese boss and have been watching us. For the sake of my job, please let me go!" Conkel said helplessly, and then fled, not giving Kaelter a chance to tempt him further!
Kaelter was completely dumbfounded. He tried for another ten minutes, but still, no worker could enter. At the same time, more and more staff members gathered at the entrance, blocking more than fifty people from entering.
He dared not force his way in. This was Tuileries Garden. If he dared to damage anything, he would have to pay a lot of money.
Helplessly, Kaelter understood that the situation was no longer something he could solve. He needed a heavyweight figure to contact that Chinese boss and make this ignorant person understand how important an event he was obstructing for Paris.
Yes, Kaelter still believed that the cause of this incident was a misunderstanding. That Chinese person must not know the importance of Paris Fashion Week and thought it was just an ordinary event.
Otherwise, if he knew what Paris Fashion Week was, he would never have made such a ridiculous decision. Could there be anyone in the world who dared to obstruct Paris Fashion Week in Paris?
He wanted to call his boss directly, but Conkel refused to see him, and others said they didn't know the boss's phone number at all.
So Kaelter called his direct contact, an executive committee member of the Paris Fashion Association. This was a big shot with a lot of influence in all aspects of Paris. Asking him to contact the Chinese boss would surely solve the problem.
Unfortunately, when he made the call, the phone indicated that it could not be connected. At this time, Kaelter remembered that this executive committee member had a very good living habit, which was not to turn on his phone before 9 a.m.
His consistent principle was that no work could disturb his life and health!
Then Kaelter was stunned. He was just the owner of a small performance company in Paris, otherwise, he wouldn't have received such a subcontracted business with very little profit. He only knew this one executive committee member among the big shots.
Helplessly, Kaelter could only wait, constantly trying to reason with the staff at the entrance or get the phone number of the Chinese staff, but all failed.
These staff members, who were usually all smiles, now seemed to have transformed into stern soldiers, giving Kaelter no opportunities.
Helplessly, Kaelter had to wait until a little past nine o'clock before he impatiently dialed the executive committee member's number again.
Fortunately, it was connected this time, so Kaelter quickly explained his situation to the executive committee member.
"There's such a thing!" The executive committee member was also shocked. He had been an executive committee member for more than 10 years, and this was the first time a construction team was blocked from entering Tuileries Garden.
However, the executive committee member did not take it seriously. His idea was the same as Kaelter's. He thought it was that ignorant and unknowing Chinese person who simply didn't know how great an event Paris Fashion Week was, so he dared to block them from entering. He thought a phone call would solve the problem.
But the problem was, even this executive committee member didn't have the phone number himself.
So the executive committee member started asking his colleagues, and then expanded to his friends, but he couldn't find the Chinese person's phone number at all.
After all, Huang He was visiting Paris for the first time. Although his mobile number was a global roaming number, few people in Paris had any connection with Huang He, so naturally, few people knew Huang He's phone number.
The executive committee member also tried to directly call the Jiangnan Group's number, but it was a Chinese number, an international long-distance call. The executive committee member was reluctant to spend money on his phone bill, and initially didn't want to make the call, but only after he couldn't find the phone number did he have to call Jiangnan Group's number.
But he overlooked one problem: the customer service of Jiangnan Group could only understand English, not French.