"Such a good resource, why don't you give it to my girlfriend?" It was Shen Ci who first raised an objection, "Give it to Jiang Xiangyu, and I'll invest another 300 million in it."
Rong Jian, who now has plenty of investment, insists on his own opinion: "Phoenix now has a fan base."
Chen Ci vowed: "My girlfriend will also be famous, just wait and see."
Rong Jian: "..."
How long does that have to wait? Doesn’t he have to chase people anymore? I want to curse.
"Don't argue, listen to me, I'll give you an objective evaluation," Bai Yang said, grabbing a person with one hand. "First of all, Rong Jian is a businessman, it's fine for him to choose the most suitable one. Phoenix is currently our company's biggest cash cow, with over 30 million fans.
If we really go by popularity, Storm Youth Band is more suitable than your girlfriend. At least they have works."
"Are you saying that my girlfriend doesn't deserve this endorsement?" Shen Ci was a little angry.
“That’s not what I meant. She, Linglong, and Linglang are all artists under my girlfriend, and we treat them all fairly.
Besides, your girlfriend is not famous at all now. If she suddenly endorses such a big brand, aren’t you afraid that people will turn their backs on her? Wouldn’t the endorsement fee Rong Jian gave her be wasted?
One of the company's artist guidelines: Don't expect to achieve success overnight; eat your food one bite at a time and walk your path one step at a time. Don't take on jobs you don't have the skills to do. There will always be work to do, so you won't have to worry about not having enough to eat.
An Jiu followed up, "Yes, Sister Jiang said her goal is to become a movie queen. You're so generous and rich, why don't you bribe the judges of the Golden Rooster, Golden Horse, and Huabiao Awards and give her the Best Actress award at the end of the year? Then she'll be more than qualified to get this endorsement."
Chen Ci choked: "So even though I have money, I can't endorse the person I like? Do I need your consent to promote her?"
Bai Yang looked back and said, "Have you asked your girlfriend? Maybe if you give her a bag of salt, she might accept it. I personally recommend iodized refined salt."
"Is there any need to ask? Who doesn't like to be the spokesperson for a big brand?" Shen Ci blurted out.
"I don't like it."
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