Previous lists were based on strength, and the people who appeared on the list were neither watery nor adulterated.
Now, with the blessing of Time Warner and Fortune Magazine, and the promotion of its own magazine Pengbo Finance, the credibility of the list is very high. Popular lists, especially the Rich List, are released every year and are hot topics in the streets.
But now, the company has artists, stage actors, athletes, and actors. He needs to run the list to make the popular ones more popular and the young ones more popular.
Cicada chirping, beautiful cicada chirping.
In urban areas, it seems that the chirping of cicadas has decreased significantly in recent years. Standing at the Xinzhuang base in Shanghai, the leaves of Osmanthus osmanthus are still green.
"How old is Liu Xiang?" Peng Bo, Zhou Yi and Luo Yan strolled downstairs to Liu Xiang's dormitory. "You are only 18 years old this year, and you are still a child." Zhou Yi said with a smile, she was a few years older than Peng Bo.
Years old, standard beautiful young woman, not tall but full of charm.
"18 years old, what a good age." When he was 18 years old, he was still studying in a high school in the county, but Liu Xiang had already won two championships. On May 6 this year, he won the third place in the National Track and Field Championships and Grand Prix Series.
No. 1, less than twenty days later, he won first place again at the East Asian Games in Osaka, Japan.
"Mr. Peng, I found that your vision is really accurate. Now I have absolute confidence in Liu Xiang." When she signed Liu Xiang, Zhou Yi was dissatisfied, but now that her performance speaks for itself, she is convinced.
"I'm still familiar with the stars in Shanghai." What else could Peng Bo say? He wouldn't tell Zhou Yi that he was a reborn person. "Of course, our own sports stars who are good enough will also appear in the show."
On the list.”
While several people were talking, the leader of the base, Liu Xiang's master Cen Haiping and others came out to welcome him, followed by the young Liu Xiang.
Of course, Peng Bo didn't come empty-handed. Last year's generous rewards for Shanghai sports athletes continued this year. These people regarded him as the God of Wealth, but his trip was for Liu Xiang.
For lunch, Peng Bo made an exception and stayed at the base to eat. Looking at the eel paste on the table, he picked up a piece with a smile, "Don't ask, this is Coach Cen's work." Cen Haiping immediately nodded with a smile, Peng Bo
Bo put another piece into Liu Xiang's bowl, "Actually, Master Cen doesn't have to be so busy. He has to take care of training and cooking. You have to remember that your best cook is Liu Xiang."
As a chef, Cen Haiping's most outstanding chef in his life is undoubtedly Liu Xiang.
It was in this base that he forged Liu Xiang from a sports rookie to a world-class flying star. During this long journey, in addition to dealing with Liu Xiang's improvement in competitiveness, he also had to face increasingly complex administrative and secular pressures.
To this end, he must slowly cultivate himself into a super warrior like figure skating head coach Yao Bin who "can do everything except give birth to a son" - long domestic and international competitions, hopelessly boring training camps, and unprecedented performance pressure.
, as well as the trivial matters for Liu Xiang's competition and competition, including booking tickets, hotels, itineraries, negotiations, etc., are all inevitable options for him at this time.
"Mr. Peng, there is nothing we can do," Cen Haiping cried bitterly, "There are too few people in this team now. I can only be a master, a father and a mother at the same time."
Everyone burst into laughter, "Then you don't have to be a mom," Peng Bo also said with a smile, "Zhou Yi will send an assistant to Master Cen when she goes back. The company will take care of the specific chores."
Zhou Yi's heart moved, but her face remained calm. She had understood that the assistant was fake and actually wanted to control Liu Xiang in the hands of the company.
Cen Haiping vaguely guessed what Peng Bo meant, but now he is in urgent need of manpower to reduce his own pressure, and he cannot refuse. But the most worrying thing now, he has to mention today, "Mr. Peng, these
People keep coming to ask us to shoot advertisements. I told them clearly that these are all represented by the company. But when I went to the city a while ago," he looked at Liu Xiang, "I found that Liu Xiang's portrait was used by them.
Outside the mall.”
oh?
And this matter? Zhou Yi was also surprised, "I have negotiated several times, but I can't afford to offend him," he said with a cautious look, "This matter can only be left to the company to handle."
"Which shopping mall is it?" Zhou Yi asked immediately.
"Fuheng Plaza." Cen Haiping had some worry on his face.
"It's them." Peng Bo knew that this plaza was also a powerful company with its headquarters in Malay and close ties with the richest people in Hong Kong.
"I will handle this matter personally." He looked at Zhou Yi and said, "Call their manager and I will tell them personally."
Zhou Yi did not dare to neglect. The leaders of the sports bureau, the leaders of the base, Cen Haiping and even Liu Xiang were watching them. They succeeded in settling the matter. Cen Haiping and Liu Xiang would follow the company wholeheartedly. If they could not settle the matter,
Or if there is a delay, the master and apprentice may compete with the company in the future.
"Mr. Meng, hello, Peng Bo." Peng Bo came up and introduced himself.
"Mr. Peng, hello,..." The other party was very enthusiastic. Mr. Bang, who was famous all over Shanghai, called in person. The two of them were not familiar with each other, so the other party was also wary.
"I know you're busy, so I'll make a long story short. You may know that Liu Xiang, yes, that's Liu Xiang. Oriental Star, a subsidiary of our company, serves as his agent. I saw that your mall used his portrait. His master
Even Coach Cen is very unhappy..."
Cen Haiping listened quietly, but these few words were said very weakly. He couldn't help but be secretly disappointed. Maybe he would hit a wall again today. He looked at Liu Xiang, but Liu Xiang was busy eating.
"Mr. Leng, I see that even if we can't cooperate, we must be benevolent and righteous. It's better to be public than private. It's not that I'm partial. As the saying goes, you can't bully the small with the big. If we really get into trouble, everyone will lose face. Mr. Leng's face is more important.
The road ahead is more important."
Peng Bo was smiling all the time, as if he were having a normal conversation with the other person, but Cen Haiping got the idea.
"How about I be a peacemaker. In my capacity as Mr. Leng, if Mr. Leng comes up with a compensation of 801,000,000 yuan, which can be regarded as compensation for this child, I will also fight for their master.
Let's make things smooth. Mr. Leng, do you think this is appropriate?
Zhou Yi looked at Peng Bo. Peng always gossiped like this. He always lowered his profile and supported you with his words, giving you enough face and making you feel that you were winning rather than losing, and that he was negotiating rather than forcing.
But it is this kind of soft and watertight words that makes you feel that there is always a chill in the words. This chill seems to be telling you, don't forget who Peng Bo is. Peng Bo's gossip is not gossip but decision!
Seeing Cen Haiping still looking at Peng Bo eagerly, Zhou Yi smiled. This problem was not a problem in front of Mr. Bang. With one sentence, he made this ambiguity become a certainty.
"Okay! Mr. Leng is so happy! Let's do this. I, Peng Bo, will put the one million first, and Mr. Leng can return it when it is convenient for him."
Zhou Yi smiled even more happily, but Cen Haiping didn't know why.
Why did you put money in advance?
Zhou Yi whispered, "As a result, the advertising fee immediately turned into a debt, and the debt was still owed to Mr. Peng - Coach Cen, you can imagine, who in Shanghai would dare to owe Mr. Pang money! Mr. Leng is so tough
How congested I must be when I continue to be polite!"
Cen Haiping immediately became pleasantly surprised. The effort of just a few words during the conversation and laughter was worth a million, and the other party hung Liu Xiang's portrait in front of the door for a few days!
"It's a small matter," Peng Bo handed the phone to Luo Yan, "Coach Cen just concentrates on training, everything else is taken care of. Of course, we are making a list recently, and I hope our people can become famous." He looked at Liu Xiang,
"Achievements are one thing, but you can't become famous without anyone praising you."
"Yes, I know, thank you, Mr. Peng." Liu Xiang smiled shyly. He didn't really understand the meaning of "red" at this time.
Watching Peng Bo's Mercedes-Benz drive out of the base, Cen Haiping looked at Liu Xiang and said, "Go, run, Nong's good days are here."