Thousands of miles away in Country M
In the Royal Court
It quickly caused an uproar.
The next morning
It's getting light
It's just six o'clock
Duke Kelin, along with his son, Earl Qingli, and several other distinguished earls and marquises, quickly came to the palace.
study
Her Majesty the Queen took the tablet in her hand and logged into the official website of Country G.
Looking at the official announcement of Gong Group, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
"Queen, how should we handle this matter?"
"Princess Luqing has become an artist of the Gong Group. I don't think there's anything I need to do about it!"
"What does Duke Kelin mean by this? Princess Ruqing is a princess of the royal family. How can she enter the entertainment industry?"
"What does Marquis Feng Yan want to say? Princess Luqing, not to mention her nationality as a G-country citizen, is an adult herself. Could it be that she can't even do what she wants?"
"That's not what my subordinates meant. The entertainment industry is full of turmoil and scandals. If Princess Luqing enters the entertainment industry, there will definitely be countless news reports coming one after another! At that time, even the public relations department will be unable to handle it!"
"They signed with the Gong family! Not the royal court! If there's any news, the Gong family's public relations department will make the final decision. What does that have to do with you?!"
"Ke Lin?! What's your attitude? I'm just speaking the truth!"
"I'm just talking about the facts!"
"Alright, what are you arguing about?! My head hurts!" The Queen sternly interrupted their conversation, put down her tablet, looked at them, and said, "Qingqing, do whatever you want. Don't overthink it!"
"Even if I become an artist and enter the entertainment industry, what's the problem?"
"The official website of Country G is not the same as the official website of Country M. Why are you so excited?!"
"Besides, the Gong Group is a large company, and its public relations capabilities are no less than the royal court. You don't need to worry about any attacks or scandals!"
"You're so lucky to come here so early in the morning!"
Everyone bowed their heads respectfully: "We dare not!"
"Okay, you guys go out, I already know about this, you don't have to deal with it!"
"yes--"
…
Gong Group
40th floor
The entertainment department and the sales department quickly held a planning meeting.
On the main seat
The man listened quietly, his expression indifferent and cold. His aura was so strong that no one dared to approach him.
Behind
Standing there are the chief special assistant, Lin Wen, and the chief secretary, He Bin.
In front of the screen
The sales director pointed to the large screen behind him and spoke in a clear voice, "Since the clothing brand went on sale last night, online and offline sales have far exceeded the previous ratio!"
"Now, the sales of micro-designs have far exceeded the sales of clothing brands. It can be seen that the market for our micro-designs is huge!"
"We have already notified our partners and manufacturers and have increased our investment in production!"
The secretary nodded and said, "Indeed, Miss Luqing's magazine photos look great, and they've boosted the sales of all the new micro-design products!"
“So, I suggest you try the single-shot micro-design style.”
Yan Zhi shook his head and said, "We can't shoot them separately. Some clothes and micro-designs are combined together. It doesn't make sense to shoot them separately."
Lin Wen also said: "I don't mind taking a single shot, after all, the clothing brand is the main selling point!"
“Even though micro-designs are leading in sales now, clothing brands can’t compare to micro-designs after all.”
“There will still be more people buying clothing than micro-designs.”
He Bin also nodded, pushed his glasses and said, "Yes, that's right. It's impossible for people to buy diamonds everywhere, so those who buy clothes are still the home court!"
The secretary nodded. "Okay, got it. I take it back."
The sales director continued, "Let's take a look at the feedback from our Supreme VIP customers, VIP customers, new and old customers, and netizens—"
"Most of them said that the micro designs in this issue are more elegant, simple, gorgeous and noble. Compared with the clothes and shoes, the micro designs are what they see first."
“So far, the sales of the first and second magazines are far ahead of the micro-designs of crowns and diamonds.”
"But after all, it's a micro-design, so the quantity is limited, not much more than a few pieces of clothing. So, I checked the inventory, and there are less than ten pieces left before they are all sold out."
"So--"
"The next question we need to consider is how to sell our branded clothing better?"
"Okay, next we're going to look at a proportion analysis. Let's break down the similarities and differences between these clothing brands. Can we...?"
Just when everyone was listening attentively to the meeting and analyzing the sales results.
Under the edge of the table
The man used his slender knuckles to grab the little girl's tender white hand and played with it in his hand.
She moved and glared at him, "What are you doing, Mr. Gong?"
He raised the corners of his lips and chuckled, "What is Qingqing doing?"
"I didn't do anything. What's wrong with watching the dramas made by my seniors and thinking about my feelings after watching them?"
"Whose play are you watching?"
"My dear Mr. Movie Emperor, what's wrong?"
“Why not look at women?”
"Mr. Movie Emperor is amazing!"
"Your idol?" The man's breath turned cold, and his tone was indescribably cold.
So what if he is his elder brother?
Anyway, it’s not okay if you’re a man!
The little girl felt eerie, shrank back, and smiled, "How could that be? My idol is Mr. Gong! No one else!"
"Heh—" He sneered, stretched out his left hand behind her head, pressed her towards him, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "Little liar!"
Don't think he didn't see it. It has been an hour and a half since the meeting started, and all she saw was his elder brother's performance.
The little girl put her arms around him, rubbed his face and said softly, "No, it's Mr. Gong!"
Lin Wen: “…”
He Bin: “…”
Everyone: “…”
Have they forgotten what the occasion is?
Gu Zhiran was holding the information in his hand when he suddenly felt tightness. His throat seemed to be blocked by something and he felt very uncomfortable.
perhaps--
She's really not suited to this job!
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