Wang Dahai pointed to the big-eyed app on his phone, "You have gained a lot of followers recently. Yesterday, you were praised by many state media for your heroic arrest of human traffickers. I see that you haven't posted a post on Weibo in a few months. Send one quickly."
With that said, Wang Dahai patted Shen Qiqi's shoulder earnestly, "Are your companies just doing nothing? Why don't you teach you how to run your own Weibo? Don't you have a team?"
Shen Qiqi blinked her eyes and said in an innocent tone: "Does having a stupid assistant and a manager with more than a dozen artists count as a team?"
"..."
How did this little girl survive in the entertainment industry until now?
Can he still become popular with his own ability as a lone star?
"Don't worry, Qi Qi, I will give priority to introducing you to good variety show resources in the future."
Shen Qiqi was silent for a moment, looking at Wang Dahai who hesitated to speak, "Um, Director Wang..."
"What's wrong?"
"I am an actor, and I want script resources more than variety show resources."
Wang Dahai also fell silent.
After a long time, he finally spoke: "Qi Qi, the character of Goddess of Mold is very popular in variety shows, but not in dramas!"
Seeing that she didn't speak, Wang Dahai continued: "Think about it, in variety shows the audience rarely sees people having bad luck, but when making TV series and movies, investors have to give priority to whether there will be bad luck! This bad luck may affect the entire show. The normal shooting process even affects the ratings."
"..."
Can you just say I don’t have a crew?
We are all adults and there is no need to beat around the bush like this.
Shen Qiqi was depressed, glanced at the other people who had already entered the elevator, held up her mobile phone, picked an angle and started taking selfies.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the photo was posted on Weibo, she received many comments.
'I, the God of Fortune, have finally cheated. I am your new fan, God of Fortune. Will you be unlucky if I am a fan?'
'Sister Qi is so beautiful, sister Qi is so white, sister Qi please play more vases, I love looking at vases.'
'Waiting for the day when the character of God of Fortune collapses.'
I won’t collapse without you.
Shen Qiqi thought secretly, logged out of Weibo and called Fu Changan.
Miss Fu relied on her good family background to inherit a huge family property, and she was either worshiping money or worshiping money.
As soon as the call was connected, Shen Qiqi heard Fu Changan's particularly bold voice: "Let's take that car. I want the highest and best configuration. Money is not an issue. I only care about quality."
Forehead……
Finally, Fu Changan spoke to Shen Qiqi, "Hello, my dear, have you arrived in Mangcheng?"
"Well, are you buying a car?"
"Of course, I'm going to get an RV for fun. Qi Qi Bao'er, what do you think? My sister will take you on a trip?"
Shen Qiqi rolled her eyes, she had no inheritance.
No, she doesn't want to inherit those weird family properties.
"Is anyone still working at this late hour?"
Fu Chang'an was very arrogant: "I'm Fu Chang'an! When I told my boss not to recommend RVs worth less than one million to me, he came to the store himself to work overtime."
"..."
Shen Qiqi simply changed the subject: "Have you contacted my brother recently?"
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you saying? Your brother has a fiancée. Why should I go and contact him if I want to scold him?"
Shen Qiqi thought of the scene when the two met for the first time.
Fu Changan fell in love with her brother at first sight, so he often went to her future sister-in-law to declare war. At that time, she was so angry that she went to Fu Changan and started a fight with him.
The two of them didn't know each other without fighting. She mercilessly twisted Fu Changan's arm and broke his arm. Fu Changan had to wear a plaster cast for a month.