Chapter 562

"I'll tell you later. Cheer up. It's hard to deal with this one next..."

The girl was stunned, but she heard a commotion. Looking up, Ms. Park seemed to see them and walked towards herself with a smile.

"Hello, sir!"

Even though Li Xianzhe despises the head of state in his heart, if he really faces it, anyone will follow him and look like him.

"I said that since your company opened, I have invited you to my place. You have all kinds of excuses. It turns out that you have a woman you like."

Ms. park still patted him on the shoulder. God knows that the thinking mode of politicians is very strange.

One moment you as a father, the next moment you as a grandson.

Politicians like power and status most, but more importantly, money.

Li Xianzhe made several donations to Ms. park's account during the period when the other party needed them most, which obviously raised her support rate without asking for any return afterwards.

This kind of person seems very good, but it is also the most disturbing, especially when you don't know what he wants in return.

"Sir, I'm busy every day. I'm afraid I'll disturb your rest

Moreover, only a few donations. I'm a businessman with a copper smell. I'm afraid it will pollute the air above the frog platform.

Of course, I'm willing to accept how the officer will give me some certificates or something. "

Li Xianzhe ignored the eyes around him who wanted to eat himself.

Instead, I played a rogue. You let me go to the presidential palace alone. I really don't want to go. Of course, if you give me an award or something, just send it directly.

Ms. Park helplessly pointed to him for a long time, slightly shook her head and smiled, "you, you are not serious. Young people like to play. I understand.

You are more glib than your father when he faced me. It's just that I won't be involved in your young people's affairs. "

Glancing at Park Caiying next to him, he changed into a gentle tone, "is this your company's trainee? HMM... Is it the program "mix color"? I saw it a little when I was in the office, park Caiying? Right? "

Li Xianzhe grinned secretly. Ghosts will believe you. Will you go to the variety show in the office? And it's still a women's draft. If Lao Mei said this in front of me, it would still be credible.

Just a little thought, I knew that since people like myself appeared in her sight, their movements must have been sent to her desk.

However, seeing Park Caiying's excited look, he simply pretended to be mute.

"Hello, Mr. President..."

The girl didn't have such a strong heart as Li Xianzhe. Especially when Ms. park took her hand and said a few normal greetings, the whole person was about to cry.

"Work hard and become the best idol in our country. I will help you."

After a few words of no nutritional encouragement, Ms. park looked at him again and introduced several officials to him. Li Xianzhe carefully wrote them down one by one.

"Mixcolor is a creative program, which has aroused warm repercussions in several countries in Southeast Asia.

Recently, more and more people have come to our country to travel. People from the relaxation Performing Arts Association said, "do you have a big plan, which is also related to the talent show?"

I found a place to sit down and saw Li Xianzhe standing like a waiter. Ms. Park pointed to the position on one side. Li Xianzhe was helpless and couldn't sit down.

"Yes, the mode of mixcolor is a new attempt. If the effect is good, I want to prepare a bigger one after the program is broadcast."

"What's the big law?"

Ms. Park seems to be very interested in this kind of variety to drive overseas hot discussion and improve national business cards.

Today's Korean dramas can no longer invade wantonly as they did at the beginning of the millennium. In this case, variety plus the general trend combination has become the mainstream of Korean current culture.

Li Xianzhe deliberately sold a pass, and a shrewd look flashed in his eyes. "Have you ever heard of Rb's women's group AKB48?"

Ms. Park pretended that she didn't understand "RB show business has something in common with our country. Do you want to emulate them? Create a local national women's League? "

"We can't follow all of them, but we can only learn from some of them, but doing mixcolor well is the top priority."

"Isn't this program good enough?"

"Mr. President, variety shows focus on ratings and advertising revenue. The higher the ratings, the more we get in return.

Now this program has a good response overseas, but it is only good. In South Korea, it is barely the same as the weekend program, which is still a little far from what I think. "

"So, how about making the ratings of mixcolor higher?"

Li Xianzhe was stunned. He immediately got up and bowed down. He looked like an open-minded man asking for advice. "Please show me..."

"In two days, I will ask the Ministry of culture, sports and tourism to publish the poster of mixcolor on the official website. In addition, the military will invite these girls to perform in the army. How about it?

Let the PD of this program go with the army. Recently, the army has been criticized for that matter and urgently needs to correct its name through the media. I think this opportunity is good. "

Ms. Park said faintly. Her words stunned everyone, including Li Xianzhe.

Indeed, whether it is a variety show or a film or TV series, if a head of state publicly declares that he is a loyal audience of this thing, then the benefits of this thing will show a blowout explosion.

Ordinary people think that even the president has supported it. Why don't we support it.

Most of those present were people in the performing arts circle who knew that their country's national conditions were special.

The performing arts circle has nothing to do with politics. In fact, it is a family. Originally, when Ms. park took the initiative to ask about Li Xianzhe's variety show plan, some people stood there curiously listening.

Later, when I heard Ms. Park help him like this, there was no need to say that there were many people who thought Li Xianzhe was Ms. park's lover.

Li Xianzhe took a deep breath. Ms. park's solicitation for him, her desire for financial support and her expectation for his so-called variety show were far beyond his imagination.

Because of the events in April, fewer and fewer people are willing to publicly support her. In addition, Li Xianzhe also has an industry in North America, so there must be a backer to start a new company.

What's more, Li Xianzhe has a group of entertainment company bosses working together to advance and retreat.

Perhaps he openly donated money to the repair of frog platform and a series of subsequent actions, which made the other party see it as a timely help, but politicians are always hungry wolves.

The more attention, the more it represents that Ms. park's political situation is very bad.

Moreover, he had no intention of changing the fate of the other party. It was only temporary to choose the other party as his backer, so later he chose to support Sun Shixi in politics.

In the eyes of many people, their own donations are only to help the national economic construction. In the end, those funds are not operated by themselves.

It has to be said that Ms. Park played this trick very well. She borrowed mixcolor to let others see her support and strong admiration for Korean wave culture.

It can better drive the short-term explosive recovery of people's attention and support rate. Although it is very short, it is enough for a successful politician.

After a tacit transaction between the two sides, Ms. Park withdrew. As the head of state, it is naturally impossible to stay with a group of people whose identity is not the same level until the end.

As soon as the LORD left, it also reduced the enthusiasm of the guests participating in the banquet, so that the next auction did not splash much water.

"I said, you just sit dry and don't buy something for the woman you bring."

Tang Jinyan sat next to Li Xianzhe, looked at the other party, held his chin and stared at the front. His pupils didn't move, so he was speechless.

How dare the boy wander at the auction? Oh, no... sleep.