Mr. Lu, the World’s Sweetest Man

"This is what I want!" Fang Xingcheng sat in an office chair, looking at Hao Jie and Ding Jin in front of him, "Holding so many resources, but there has never been any TV series that ignites the topic! Can you two talk about how Junya did it?"

"The most important thing about this play is that it relies on Mo Zheng's own promotion. Otherwise, I am afraid it will be difficult to achieve such a good result." Ding Jin said.

Fang Xingcheng glanced at him: "Is the company not giving you enough publicity resources?"

Ding Jin was pierced with this sentence, and she pressed her lips and stopped talking.

Hao Jie said: "Junya's TV series may indeed be a big hit and become popular; but the probability of fluttering is also high. Ding Jin is right, if there is no such thing as an absolute counterattack by Mo Zheng, this The TV series was silent and silent. Although our project, although there is no explosion, but it has been stable for so many years, and it has rarely lost money. This is also a rare miracle in the industry."

"What's more, hot money may not be able to make more than a steady operation."

Hao Jie was obviously helping Ding Jin to speak.

Although he was telling the truth, he couldn't convince Fang Xingcheng. When Fang Xingcheng was an artist, he never had a chance to become a hit. Although he had taken popular works, he always missed the door and couldn't reach the peak.

Later, he devoted himself to filming TV movies, but just like his acting career, there are occasional popular works, most of them are mediocre, but he has never achieved a hot topic that has been discussed and discussed.

"If you can't do it, then you can do it with someone else." Fang Xingcheng said, looking a little ruthless.

This is also because the previous two people jointly deceived him, leaving Fang Xingcheng's heart grievances, leaving a thorn.

"We must do our best." Hao Jie stood up. "Boss, give us more time."

"It depends on how much time your competitors can give you." Fang Xingcheng waved his hand to indicate that they could leave.

Hao Jie and Ding Jin walked out and said, "There is not much time left for us. How many TVs are you staying on here?"

"Three. Two less than Junya's."

"What is the probability of breaking out?"

Ding Jin glanced at him: "What kind of explosives can be produced on the market, it is not you and I can decide and control. Jun Yaneng, that is her luck."

"Do you still want to keep her luck?" Hao Jie asked rhetorically.

Ding Jin was naturally unwilling, but even if she didn't, she couldn't control Junya. Hao Jie, as the agent director, could not help her in this matter.

She can and can only do it herself.

...

"Little Beautiful" was a big hit, and Junya held a celebration banquet for the people in Fengyu's studio.

Everyone in the crew is invited.

Mo Zheng came here without emotion.

Everyone knows that Mo Zheng has contributed a lot to this success, and everyone came forward to toast.

"Don't respect me, if the quality of the film itself is not good, it will be useless even for promotion. Thank you everyone." Mo Zheng raised his glass.

"I still have to respect you, if it weren't for you, maybe it would really be silent. The smell of wine is still afraid of the deep alley, isn't it?"

Mo Zheng smiled, somewhat bored.

Since Xiaoxiao left, his mood seems to have been the same, he hasn't gotten better.