Back to the original starting point, the hotel in Los Angeles.
It's still the same private room.
But there was one more person than last time.
"To celebrate Huang Xicheng's joining the team, cheers!"
Everyone toasted to celebrate, including Huang Xicheng who smiled bitterly.
However, Li Shanqi was in high spirits, which was completely different from the last time he celebrated.
This is probably the schadenfreude of seeing others as unlucky as oneself.
"Don't cry and look sad. The future is bright and you can always find a way." Zhang Hong is quite optimistic.
"By the way." After pushing the glasses and placing the cups, Zhang Hong suddenly asked with a smile, "I wonder if you two have any other friends in the industry? Why not invite them to the mountain to discuss important matters together."
Li Shanqi and Huang Xicheng's mouths twitched slightly, why did these words feel so familiar...
"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you don't have it. I'm easy to talk to." Zhang Hongxiao was as gentle as jade.
But looking at the mobile phone on the table, Li Shanqi and Li both felt a chill on their backs.
Li Shanqi winked at Huang Chengxi.
[Old Huang, give Hong Ge a cannon hammer to kill him! Otherwise, your training in posture will be in vain!]
Huang Xicheng rolled his eyes.
[Come on, there are cameras everywhere now, and this is a legal society. Do you want me to squat?]
Li Shanqi was shocked.
I'm just joking, but your showmanship can really kill someone?
It seems that I can't mess with Lao Huang anymore.
"What are you two talking about over there?" Zhang Hong whispered to the table, "Hurry up, how can we open this team if we don't have talent?"
Huang Xicheng sighed helplessly: "Brother Hong, I understand. I know a few professionals in the industry, most of whom have returned from abroad. Let me give it a try."
"That's good." Zhang Hong said with a smile, "By the way, remember to look for any clues so that they can be used by us."
Huang Xicheng: "..."
Are you talking about "the handle" directly now? I really don't want to hide it at all.
............
While Zhang Hong and the others were thinking about how to get more people to come up to the mountain and take a top position, the "Navy Troops Plan" against him was also in full swing.
Beijing, inside a public relations company in an office building in Wangjing.
In the manager's office, the bald Chen Mou with a fierce look was receiving customers.
He struggled in the society in his early years, and then he opened this leather bag company by some strange combination of circumstances. Who knows, but in the end, the leather bag company business became his main business.
After several years of hard work, he successfully evolved from a troll leader to the boss of a public relations company.
Originally, today's reception work should be handed over to his subordinate's beautiful female publicist, but there is no way, the other party has a stronger background, and he must receive it in person.
After pouring the tea, he smiled and said: "Mr. Xu can just give you any instructions, why bother to come in person?"
The person he entertained was Xu Yan, the boss of Jixing Culture.
Xu Yan also picked up the cup and took a sip of tea with a smile: "This matter is more important and I need to take action personally."
This is an instruction given by the boss himself, so he must take it seriously.
He doesn't want to go back to Africa to sell mobile phones.
"Oh?" Chen Mou became more serious after hearing this, "I wonder what it is?"
Something that would make Jixing Culture, a well-known agency in the entertainment industry, want its boss to personally take action...
Chen Mou asked cautiously: "Is it possible that there is an artist in your company who needs us to control and do public relations?"
For example, extreme challenges during the day, multi-person sports that challenge extremes at night, etc.?
"Ahem, no." Xu Yan coughed twice and said seriously, "I need your company's help with publicity."
"Recently, the company above has invested in two TV series, one of which is "Blood Youth" directed by Liu Yishou and the other is "Clouds Fall in the Red Dust". We just want your company to help promote it...
."Clouds Fall into the Red Dust"."
"'Red Dust'?" Chen Mou reacted, "Isn't that the TV series that your company asked us to do public relations for before? Why are you praising them now?"
Jixing Culture had approached them to throw dirty water on the other side, because they wanted to strike first to prevent the other side from discrediting its artists.
And they did.
Why are you helping the other party with publicity now?
That drama is actually a TV series invested and filmed by Jimei Culture behind Jixing?
So the so-called splashing dirty water before was just to raise the heat?
Chen Mou's eyes changed.
You guys in the entertainment industry have dark hearts!
"Ahem, what's that?" Xu Yan's expression was unnatural, "This time you need to mobilize all your public relations to vigorously promote this TV series. The best promotion can be on the same level as Director Liu's "Blood Youth"
TV dramas are the best.”
After all, Chen Mou was an old Navy man. He frowned slightly: "Would this... have the opposite effect?"
A TV series produced by an unknown director wants to be compared with Liu Yishou... Are you sure this is not flattery?
wrong!
Chen Mou broke into cold sweat on his forehead.
This is not public relations promotion, this is flattery!
Otherwise, why would you want to find a pirate company like yourself?
Vicious! How vicious!
The cold sweat on Chen Mou's forehead was almost like a waterfall.
Fortunately, I am just a sailor. Compared with these black-hearted people, I am simply a saint!
But if you don’t make money, you’d be a fool.
"That's no problem. Then do we need to do some in-depth research and publicity on the director of this TV series?"
In-depth excavation and propaganda, translated into adult language, means "digging up history, exposing scandalous information, and creating scandalous rumors."
"No, no, no, no, no!" Xu Yan couldn't calm down. He hurriedly said the word "no" five times. "To downplay the director, it's best not to promote the director's name at all."
He made a similar suggestion last time, and was almost sent back to Africa by The Boss to sell mobile phones. He couldn't make the same mistake again.
Now Chen Mou had a headache: "But I don't know who is in their crew."
"That's it." Xu Yan thought for a moment and came up with a solution. "I'll go back and send someone to investigate first, and then I'll send you a few photos. Then try not to mention anyone in the photos. Feel free to do anything else."
Chen Mou nodded: "I understand."
A week later——
"Boss, this is the photo sent by Jimei Culture. Also, the composition of the other team's members has been found out."
Taking the photo from his secretary, Chen Mou began to examine it carefully.
The first picture made his eyes light up.
"Huh? What a handsome guy. Is this the male lead in their TV series? No wonder Wang Chen was replaced. His appearance and temperament are completely different."
The secretary calmly pushed up her glasses: "No, this is the director."
Chen Mou was shocked: "Why is he so handsome that he didn't become an artist but came to be a director? He must be sick!"
According to his understanding, for a man who is so handsome even without make-up, even if he doesn't know how to do anything, it is still a pleasure to look at!
He, a pure straight man, thinks so, why don’t those girls spend money to chase celebrities until they die?
As for becoming a director?
But it doesn’t matter, I told you not to blackmail the director anyway.
See next one.
"Huh? Such a beautiful girl. Is this the female lead in their TV series? No wonder the original female lead was replaced. Her appearance and temperament are completely different."
This is a replay of Hongguoguo.
Or it can also be called "water character number".
Just copy and paste the paragraph above.
The secretary remained expressionless: "No, this is the producer."
Chen Mou paused and said nothing.
There are precedents of previous directors, so it is not unacceptable for a producer to be so beautiful.
The third picture shows a sharp-edged handsome guy in a black suit with a slicked back hair. This handsome guy also has a cigar in his mouth.
"So this is the male protagonist?"
"No." The secretary's voice was cold, "This person is also one of the investors."
"Then you didn't tell me earlier!" Chen Mou complained, then pulled out a metal trash can from under the table, took out a lighter, lit the three photos, and threw them into the trash can.
The secretary tilted his head slightly: "Why burn it?"
"Do you understand? You don't understand either!" Chen Mou suddenly started talking about his hometown meeting, "It's called professional!"
secretary:"......"
"Okay, let me take a look at the back."
Chen Mou continued to look back: "Are these the ones that can be hacked?"
"Yes." The secretary nodded, "And all their dirty information has been written down."
"Then I want to take a closer look!"
A few minutes later——
"Pfft! What the hell is this?! A photographer who shoots a small movie? An action director who draws 18X notebooks? A post-production editor for TV commercials? A lighting engineer who manages the lights at a football stadium? A makeup artist who puts on makeup for weddings? A walk-on actor? And so on?
Is there a little transparent guy who ran away from director Sun Zheng’s crew?”
He also said it wasn’t for flattery! If it were released like this, others wouldn’t believe it even if I was promoting it!
But with these black materials... maybe we can achieve the effect the other party wants.
............
While he was savoring it, Zhang Hong received a call from Liu Yishou in a panda museum in Sichuan Province.
He came here to find an animal trainer. That animal trainer would become the leader of his team in charge of costumes and props.
"Hey, Director Liu, why do you have time to call me?"
"Xiao Zhang! Someone is trying to mess with you! I'm telling you, don't be afraid! Someone wants to promote your TV series and compete with me in the ring! They want to praise you and kill you!"
Zhang Hong was stunned for a moment, and was ecstatic in his heart: "Ah? Is there such a good thing?"
PS: Daily vote seeking 1/2
The monitor was knocked over and smashed by a cat (a photo was posted in the group today). The new monitor will arrive tomorrow and I coded it using my mobile phone today.
My wallet is flat, please give me a reward (act according to your ability, it doesn’t matter if you don’t reward me)!