Chapter 251: Add some firewood! Ask for more monthly pass!

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She looked at the chopsticks in the pool, turned her head and walked out again. Let's relax and watch TV.
The remote control lit up the 29-inch screen. Out of professional acuity, Qu Xuemei turned to the Capital Entertainment Station, and now is the time for entertainment broadcast.
"The limited edition photo album of today's popular Asian model Qin Guan was released simultaneously in many Asian countries, which caused a crazy purchase by fans everywhere..."
Qu Xuemei saw the entertainment report that the host who would only sell Meng, said excitedly, exaggerating the news about Qin Guan, and unconsciously laughed.
"Hahahaha!"
It's really interesting. The news in this circle are all interlinked. I didn't expect Qin Guanzhen to be connected with Wang Jingcao of Huayi. Such routine promotion is the consistent style of Huayi.
Where do you think all the applause on the Internet comes from?
Where are so many boring people talking about entertainment stars?
It’s all due to professional netizens, whitewashing, and stinky feet, but don’t say this idiomatic method is really effective.
Qu Xuemei put Xue Bai's toes on the low couch in front of the sofa. Do you want to put more fire on Qin Guan to help him?
Thinking of here, Qu Xuemei leaned her head on the red Aomao sofa, and smoothly pulled a sock thrown away yesterday.
She closed her eyes, but what appeared in her mind was the scene of Qin Guan cleaning her home in an apron. The fantasy world of the salted fish girl was extremely real.
Qu Xuemei smirked and opened her eyes. The seriousness of her face was softened by the smile. She picked up the phone beside her and broadcast Wang Jingcao's private number.
The phone was connected, but the sound background was noisy, and Wang Jingcao's meal was still in progress.
Qu Xuemei is no nonsense, and the big news she has bluntly broke out: "Sister Wang, my Qu Xuemei, today I saw the news released by your Huayi, why did you sign a new person?"
Wang Jingcao greeted his friends nearby and took a phone to find a relatively secluded place.
She happily said to Qu Xuemei: "How can you think of the coldest girl in the industry, the coldest person in the industry, calling me? Is it because the magazine sold me to thank me?"
"That's exactly what I want you to do. See if the artists under my hands are eligible to be on the cover of your magazine. I won't pick any issue."
Qu Xuemei was silent here for a few seconds. Sure enough, she was a sister in the entertainment broker industry. As soon as the phone was connected, she blocked her.
It's a pity that Qu Xuemei is very demanding about work in addition to Qin Guan, and it's not an overstatement to use stereotypes.
Qu Xuemei replied in her usual mechanical high-cold tone: "Sister Wang, don't you embarrass me? The artists under your hands are not fashionable enough, and fashionable enough, your pair of soldiers are too tender. Okay."
Wang Jingcao smiled and returned: "Sister Qu is still so direct. Then, what's the matter with you?"
"I have Qin Guan's latest news, it is big news, do you want it?"
Wang Jingcao was stunned. The sensitivity of his career made this experienced broker smell the big news: "What big news."
"In early 2002, Qin Guan was shortlisted in the selection circle of Mr. Asian Fashion. This time, for the first time, the online voting method was adopted. Is this not a big deal?"
Wang Jingcao didn't know what to say to Qu Xuemei for a while.
In fact, anyone familiar with fashion circles knows that Asia is nothing more than a younger brother in Europe and America. This selection is nothing more than a consolation given to Asian models by the top fashion industry.
But for the domestic entertainment industry, there are too many articles that can be done. The masses will not be fussed about the relatively high entertainment industry. Those routines are also well-known and familiar.
But for the fashion industry, it is unfamiliar, and the style is quite high.
Don’t tell me anything about the vulgar and chaotic current models, it’s just a litter of mice, which lowers the style of the entire modeling industry.
Real luxury brands are inextricably linked with fashionistas from various countries and top commercial companies.
A three-minute endorsement of a royal model is a $6 million credit.
Mr. Asian Fashion, this name, which is not valued in the top luxury goods circle, is simply synonymous with high-end in the eyes of the people in China with unknown circumstances.
Wang Jingcao was excited, and the news Qu Xuemei revealed to her was really important.
As the current Qin Guan, he is still one of the most familiar strangers around the fans. This is the best way to increase Qin Guan's fan cohesion.
But out of professional prudence, she needs to confirm again: "Quess, is the news reliable? Where did it come from?"
Qu Xuemei put down the remote control and said proudly to the phone: "I applied for Qin Guan, I originally planned to get a soft article news on the inner page of VOGUE, but I saw your sister Wang was dispatched, I knew that I would share this news with you to make it truly effective."
Wang Jingcao finally got the answer she wanted, and her contented Huiqu Xuemei arrived: "Sister, I know, this news is too timely. Thank you, my sister."
Tomorrow threw the news to the assistant, it was another bombshell that directly burned the flames, should I let some of the men under my hands also get some light?
But Wang Jingcao thought about Qin Guan's clean background now. It's not easy to have such children in the entertainment industry.
As an elder sister, don’t embarrass a good boy who is about to go abroad.
Besides, this is also the opportunity to make Qin Guan into a good boyfriend of the country?
After Wang Jingcao hung up Qu Xuemei's phone, there were countless possibilities in his mind. He kept churning around, and the delicious food suddenly lost its flavor.
Qu Xuemei, who hung up the phone, could not calm down for a long time. She looked at the phone with the black screen and pressed a few buttons on the top. A photo different from Qin Guan’s usual life was clearly displayed in Qu Xuemei. Mobile phone screen.
Qu Xuemei stared at the photo and blinked, her clean fingernails pressed the shutdown button, and under the faint hall light, there was a subtle complaint: "The enemy!"
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Qin Guan feels that this world is really wonderful. He has worked part-time for several years, and his popularity is not as good as this one.
Without Wang Jingcao's intervention, Qin Guan will still maintain its reputation as a lukewarm, which is the essence of large companies.
This is also an obvious signal, prompting Qin Guan that the entertainment circle has officially accepted you and became one of them because of Wang Jingcao's intervention.
Now Qin Guan's position has also been set up correctly by this group of people, and the netizens are popular.
As a three-no-person, in the eyes of many directors and producers, it is this kind of person who has no heels. ! ! (To be continued.)