The perfect future of rebirth

"I know."

Zheng Yao nodded, deeply agreeing with Zhao Fusheng's words, she is not a fool, in this case, a proper exchange of interests can gain greater benefits for the future group.

But if you really lose your head and use this matter as a bargaining chip, you will not only offend your opponent, but also disappoint the future group.

This is the scariest thing!

If that happens, the path of the future group will be narrowed.

If the path of a person or a company is narrowed, it means that failure is not far away.

Zheng Yao has worked so hard to develop the Future Group to where it is today. She has suffered so much along the way, and now the situation has finally opened up. She doesn't want any changes.

"Contact the various companies." Zhao Fusheng said lightly: "My request is very simple. It doesn't matter if you can't sing well. We have a tuner, and there are only one or two lines, and you can lip-sync. But the image must be front!"

"front?"

Zheng Yao was a little surprised.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Yes, it's positive. Artists can't have bad negative news, especially things about the country's image. There is no half stain. Also, there must be enough cafes and gimmicks."

After a pause, he said with a smile: "Overseas Chinese and overseas Chinese in the three places on both sides of the strait, the identity should not be so limited, understand?"

"I know that." Zheng Yao didn't think there was a problem with this. After all, this is the pride of Chinese people all over the world. If this can be reflected in the promotional film, it can be regarded as an explanation to the above.

"Speak a little more, spread my words." Zhao Fusheng thought for a while, and then said to Zheng Yao: "What I want is a popular artist with a good image. Those artists who don't know who they are, don't act."

"Is this appropriate?"

After hesitating for a moment, Zheng Yao said, "I'm afraid there will be a big backlash."

"Let them play a promotional video." Zhao Fusheng said angrily: "And you won't have a [-]-person party, [-] places, only a few people who sing, and the rest just show their faces." .”

"All right……"

Zheng Yao was speechless for a while, and had to say that Zhao Fusheng's method was good, at least, having a group of hundreds of people can really solve this problem.

"Okay, you can arrange the rest. I have already written the plan and sent it to your email."

Zhao Fusheng stretched his waist, and said to Zheng Yao: "Call the people from the creative department, and I will talk to them about the specific implementation."

It's a rare opportunity to come to the advertising company. To be honest, he hasn't really carried out first-line planning for a long time. He is planning to do a good planning at a moment's itch.

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After working in the company all morning, it was already noon when Zhao Fusheng took a break.

"Shall we eat together?" Zheng Yao called Zhao Fusheng and asked.

Zhao Fusheng directly refused, and he still has to go to Future Film and Television to meet Jiang Wen.

I drove to Future Film and Television and went upstairs, but Lao Jiang was not there.

"Where's Mr. Jiang?"

Zhao Fusheng asked the secretary.

Jiang Wen is now the acting general manager of Future Film and Television, so he naturally deserves the title.

"Boss Jiang didn't come to work, so I've been calling him all morning." The secretary said helplessly.

Obviously, they worked very hard this morning.

Zhao Fusheng smiled and understood what was going on. It seemed that Old Jiang was hiding.

He took out his phone and called Jiang Wen, but as expected, the phone was turned off.

"This guy……"

Zhao Fusheng shook his head, and simply called Zhou Yun again.

What the hell!

It's still turned off!

Zhao Fusheng is speechless, you two are really thorough.

"Forget it, I'll go first."

He waved his hand to let the people in the secretary's office not have to see him off, Zhao Fusheng went downstairs directly, and said to the driver, "Go to Jiang Wen's house."

A monk can run away, but a temple cannot. Since Lao Jiang and Zhou Yun have turned off their phones, they must be at home, otherwise, wouldn't they become missing persons?

The car galloped all the way, and soon arrived at Jiang Wen's community. Because of the frequent visits, the security guards in the community knew Zhao Fusheng's car. After asking about it, they did not stop him.

To Zhao Fusheng's disappointment, he actually missed out again!

"Where did this guy go?"

Zhao Fusheng said to himself.

To be honest, he really didn't know where Jiang Wen lived, and even if there was one, he could find it by himself, and people like Wang Zhongjun and Wang Zhonglei would definitely be able to find it too.

The Beijing circle is neither big nor small.

After thinking for a long time, Zhao Fusheng called Fan Baobao.

"what happened?"

Fan Baobao was a little surprised, Zhao Fusheng usually wouldn't call her during the day, especially when he was working.

"That's how it is. Has Zhou Yun contacted you?" Zhao Fusheng told the whole story, and finally said: "The couple disappeared. I chased them all to the house, but there was still no one."

"The two of them..." Fan Baobao also laughed: "What kind of trouble is this?"

"It doesn't matter which one comes out, it must be Lao Jiang's idea." Zhao Fusheng said with a smile: "He was annoyed by those people, so he just hid quietly."

"Where can I hide? I can hide from the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day. I have to face it sooner or later." Fan Baobao said with a smile, "Maybe I went to Sister Feihong."

"Correct!"

Zhao Fusheng's eyes lit up when he heard this sentence: "It's very possible, I'll call Sister Feihong right now."

After speaking, he hung up the phone and started calling Yu Feihong.

Needless to say, Fan Baobao's guess was actually right, Yu Feihong answered the phone and told Zhao Fusheng that Jiang Wen and Zhou Yun were here with their children.