"When did that President Zhen get involved with the Fu family? I've never heard of him before?"
"I hadn't heard of this before, but now you should know, right? The fashion show co-sponsored by Jiahe and YL features models from all of President Zhen's companies. And that President Ye from YL is Mrs. Fu!"
"Ah, I see! It seems Chenxing has really achieved a great leap forward, impressive!"
"It's good to have a big tree to lean on. Morning Star has really taken a huge step, it's like it's reached the sky in one fell swoop, tsk tsk tsk..."
Morning Star.
Fu Shi.
A meteoric rise.
Zhao Lingyu was stunned.
Looking at the termination agreement in his hand, his already blank mind, filled with anger, suddenly began to buzz.
Zhao Lingyu couldn't even remember how she left the exhibition hall. She wandered aimlessly down the street, feeling a little panicked.
Passersby would occasionally turn around to look at her with amazement.
Enthusiastic talent scouts even asked her if she wanted to sign a contract to become a star.
Zhao Lingyu's mind was filled with two words.
Fu Shi.
The Fu Group in the capital city is a business empire in China.
Whether it's finance, real estate, or any other industry, they are all developing rapidly.
Universities across the country hold job fairs every year during the graduation season in June and July. No matter when you go, the recruitment tables of Fu's subsidiary are always packed with people.
Being accepted by Fu's company has become a source of pride for graduates.
It's often said that in the entertainment industry, capital reigns supreme. Even someone with mediocre acting skills can rise to stardom with the backing of powerful investors.
Not to mention business cooperation.
With the Fu family involved, what will Morningstar be like in the future?
Before yesterday, Zhao Lingyu thought she wouldn't stay at Morning Star for long.
The United States, Paris, Milan... those high-end fashion shows and runways are where her heart truly lies.
And one day in the future, she will be one of the most dazzling supermodels in China.
But at this moment, Zhao Lingyu suddenly became a little uncertain.
My parents say that being a person and doing things are like learning; there are shortcuts.
Therefore, after the previous competition, she signed a domestic contract with Sister Zhen and an overseas contract with Dani.
If you don't move forward, you fall behind; one day she'll make it big.
But right now, the road ahead is still uncertain, while the way back has been ruthlessly cut off by Sister Zhen.
Ever since the start of the "Dream" Fashion Week, there has been a feeling of things not going well, and at this moment, that feeling has been amplified many times over.
Zhao Lingyu felt panicked and confused.
In the backstage office of the art gallery, Sister Zhen stared at her phone with an incredulous look on her face.
"Old Jia, pinch me!"
"??? Wife, what kind of unreasonable order is this?! You..."
Sister Zhen's husband smiled and peeked at his wife's phone.
He opened his mouth to say something, but then froze.
In Sister Zhen's mobile phone inbox, there was a reply email from the Fu Group project department.
【Mr. Zhen, I have reviewed the feasibility study and found it very forward-thinking. If you have time, please come to the Fu Group in Beijing for a detailed discussion.】
Signed: Fu Yanci
Sister Zhen was stunned.
Last night, Ye Li said that they should first terminate the contract with Zhao Lingyu to cut their losses in time, and then make a feasibility plan to discuss with President Peng in detail.
After hanging up the phone, she stared blankly for a while before taking action.
I drafted the contract to terminate my contract with Zhao Lingyu.
Another feasibility report was prepared, outlining how Morningstar could grow steadily from its current status as a model agency into a leading entertainment and media company in China within five years.
My keyboard is practically smoking from typing. I'll write something, revise it, and continue.
By the time I finished writing the plan, it was already daylight outside the French windows.
The 19-page proposal details her vision and grand plan for the future of Morningstar.
Whether or not she could persuade President Peng, Sister Zhen had no idea.
But, as Ye Li said, let's give it a try, what if it works?
Send it to General Manager Peng at 7 o'clock.
At 7:30, General Manager Peng forwarded the message to the project department of Fu's Group.
At this moment, at 11 o'clock, President Fu, who was above all others in the Fu Group, personally replied to her and invited her to the capital to discuss the matter in detail.
Without Ye Li's intervention, Sister Zhen wouldn't believe it.
"Honey, do you think my dream is about to come true?"
"Wife, this isn't a dream come true, it's reaping what you sow, and you deserve it all!"
Sister Zhen's ability to take action has once again been perfectly demonstrated.
Ye Li and Wan Mingyi traveled to Lincheng.
The models were accompanied by Jia Dahai, whom the girls jokingly called their fake brother-in-law.
Sister Zhen, carrying her laptop and handbag, headed towards the capital with great pride and confidence.
Two days later, before the "Dreamlike" special event in Lincheng began, Sister Zhen called Jia Dahai, her voice brimming with excitement, "Old Jia, from now on, we'll have someone to rely on!"
Sister Zhen's dream is for Morningstar to be acquired by Golden Harvest.
With the backing of Golden Harvest, she will work hard and hope that when the time is right, Golden Harvest will establish its own model agency, and Morning Star will be able to ride that wave and become a subsidiary of the Fu family that is on par with Golden Harvest.
Because of Ye Li, Chenxing took a giant step forward.
Fu Yanci gave her the possibility to realize it.
A spacious and brightly lit conference room.
A desk that is more than ten meters long.
Directly opposite are more than a dozen employees from the Fu Group's project department.
On her side, she was all alone.
As more and more managers from Fu Yanci joined her team, the discussion on the feasibility of the media company went on for two days, moving from a one-to-many to a many-to-many dynamic.
In the end, she won.
Holding Fu Yanci's hand and hearing him call her "President Zhen," Sister Zhen felt as if she were floating on air.
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