Hongyun was a relatively well-known beverage company in China. After investigating, Wang Cheng discovered that this beverage company had business dealings with the Zhou Group. Wang Cheng called and asked Xie Wenzhi, and found that his uncle Zhao Jiansheng was cooperating with Hongyun Beverage Company. As their partner, Hongyun Beverage Company must give the Zhou Group face. So, he approached Zhao Jiansheng and asked him to help match them up. Zhao Jiansheng was a person who looked very honest and didn’t talk much.
Although he also had ambitions, he would not show it plainly like his wife. He belonged to the kind of people who hid their hearts and did things silently, and those kinds of people usually had good patience. So, compared to Zhou Lin and Zhao Chenlin, the one who should be guarded against was him.
Wang Cheng approached him. After hearing his request, Zhao Jiansheng contacted Hongyun Beverage Company without saying a word, and directly raised this matter with them in front of him.
As expected by Wang Cheng, when the people of Hongyun Beverage Company heard that the Zhou Group wanted to add two people to the program they were currently sponsoring, they agreed without hesitation. As long as they wanted to continue with the contract for a long time, cooperating with the Zhou Group would only benefit Hongyun Beverage and not give them any harm.
After he came out, Wang Cheng went to the seventieth floor. Since he had taken over Yazhi, he came to the company a lot less often.
Xie Wenzhi was working, and when he saw him come over, thought he was free and handed him a copy of the information. "Help me send this to the finance department."
Several colleagues nearby stared wide-eyed, but Wang Cheng took the information very naturally, ran the errand for him, and came back five minutes later.
"Is the chairman in the office?"
"Not there." Wang Cheng paused, "...I thought he was there."
Xie Wenzhi laughed suddenly.
Wang Cheng understood him by looking at him, "You lied to me?"
Xie Wenzhi changed his expression again, "No, the chairman is indeed not here. What do you need with the chairman? I can tell him when he comes back."
"No, I just came here to run some errands and came up to see my grandpa on the way. Since he is not here, I will leave first." From the several days he had spent with him, Wang Chengcheng didn't expect Xie Wenzhi to have this kind of humor. Unfortunately, he thought he was a more serious person.
"Don't leave yet,” Xie Wenzhi suddenly stopped him. "I heard that you have a three-month appointment with the chairman of Yazhi?"
Wang Cheng was surprised: "How did you know?"
Xie Wenzhi said: "Listen to what the chairman said: if you need help, please contact me."
"I will. Thank you, Xie Dage. I'm leaving." Wang Cheng waved at him.
An employee secretly called Zhao Chenlin after Wang Cheng left and told him about the three-month appointment they had just mentioned.
Zhao Chenlin had never heard of this, and so asked them to make sure they heard it correctly. The other party repeatedly assured him that he could believe them. After putting away the phone, he went directly to Zhou Lin.
"Mother, I just heard about something. It turns out that my grandfather made a three-month appointment with Zhou Cheng before he gave Yazhi to him. It seems to be a test of if Zhou Cheng can achieve certain conditions within three months. I say, if we secretly sabotage Zhou Cheng, and Zhou Cheng fails to meet the conditions for public exposure, do you think that he might lose his inheritance rights?"
Zhou Lin was not as optimistic as he thought she would be. "It shouldn’t be possible. It’s better to say that your grandpa is giving Zhou Cheng experience with Yazhi. It’s Zhou Cheng’s first time coming into contact with this aspect. Your grandfather shouldn’t so easily make the decision, there should be other ways."
"Is it possible that this test is for a share?"
"Your guess is possible, but it is still unlikely."
Zhao Chenlin said: "No matter what it is, I think this is an opportunity. If we cause Zhou Cheng to be unable to achieve his goal within three months, my grandfather will definitely be disappointed in him."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Lin felt that her son had really grown a little bit; at least he would not act as impulsive as before. "Then what are you thinking?"
"The biggest fear of celebrities is a scandal. It is not easy to secretly those behind the scenes, especially those who are not well-known. If it is suppressed a little, it will be even less likely to have a chance to become famous in the future. I am very good at this. I’ll do this secretly, so I won't be discovered by my grandfather." Zhao Chenlin smiled confidently.
Zhou Lin also felt that she should give her son a chance, so she agreed.
After Wang Cheng left the company, he went to Yazhi, where Pan Zhihai was waiting for him. He had not returned to the company in the past two days, only contacting by phone.
"The two locations for Extreme Challenge have already been obtained. You can call them and ask about the details."
"I have already investigated. Extreme Challenge will start shooting in a week, and the candidates for the two spots have been determined." Pan Zhihai was not surprised by this result. "In addition, I have asked them to let us participate in some programs, and the effect was not bad."
As long as their performance was good, the audience would think that that person was fine and would definitely ask for the star's name.
"You did very well."
"One more thing, there have been a few good scripts recently. Would you like to give He Zihuan a role?"
ly, artists had already been arranged to play some important roles in the script. Although they were not the main roles, if the script was good enough, even supporting roles could become famous.
Just as Wang Cheng was about to answer, the phone rang suddenly, and a strange and familiar number appeared on the screen. He motioned to Pan Zhihai to wait, "Hello, who is it?"
"Hello, I am the person in charge of Hongye Studio, my name is Shao Zheng. Is this Mr. Wang Cheng?" The other party's polite and respectful voice immediately came over.
Wang Cheng remembered Hongye Studio, where Master Paul had helped him design his suit and he later became his model for half an hour. Master Paul had also said that he wanted to use his photos, but he didn’t seem to hear anything on that afterwards. What was the news?
"I am, what can I do for you?"
"Here’s the thing..." Shao Zheng immediately explained the reason.
The reason why Wang Cheng didn't hear any news was because Hongye Studio didn't use those photos for publicity.
Unlike the propaganda methods like runway shows or promotions in magazines, all the photos were arranged in a restrained atlas, and none of the photos in that atlas would appear on the TV. However, it was sent to the rich. The most important thing was that the number of prints was not large, so it was normal for Wang Cheng not to hear about it. Since the suits were custom-made by hand, they were naturally not sold in quantity, but in price. Only the rich of the Imperial Capital could afford the suits produced by Hongye Studio.
After the atlas was sent out, the response was great.
Many customers called and wanted to customize a suit that was exactly the same as that worn by Wang Cheng, but Master Paul said that he had promised for that suit to belong to Wang Cheng only, and refused them all.
This time, Master Paul wanted to ask Wang Cheng for a favor again, because ever since Wang Cheng performed that favor, Master Paul couldn’t find other models to get the feeling he wanted. Even the inspiration grew a little bit exhausted, causing him to be terrified.
Shao Zheng knew that this request might be abrupt, but Master Paul’s temper was not very good. In order for everyone’s state to improve, they suggested to Master Paul to try and find Wang Cheng again. As a result, Master Paul agreed in one word, as if waiting for everyone's words from the beginning.
Shao Zheng couldn't help but grow worried about the inspiration of Master Paul, and so came to him.
When Wang Cheng heard this, he thought of his half-hour being tossed about. He really didn't want to experience such suffering a second time. "I think I might not be able to help you."
"Mr. Wang, don't rush to refuse, think about it. The terms can be discussed."
Wang Cheng was not in a hurry to hang up. "Okay, I will listen to you first."
Shao Zheng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he was willing to talk. He wiped his sweat and said: "I heard that Mr. Wang has taken over Yazhi, but I have not congratulated you yet. You are now a half-step into the entertainment industry. I have heard a lot of things about Yazhi, so I have a small proposal here."
"What proposal?"
“Hehe, Mr. Wang might not know, but although Hongye is a tailor-made handmade suit studio, Master Paul only opened this studio because of this line of interest. In fact, Master Paul also has his own part in the industry; I wonder if you have heard of Fashion Pioneers?"
Even if Wang Cheng hadn’t heard of it before, he learned a little about the industry after taking over Yazhi and doing some research. Naturally, he had heard of Fashion Pioneers. It was said that it was a well-known international magazine, and every issue of the magazine was immediately sold out of stock. It enjoyed a very high status internationally, especially the Fashion Pioneer series of the magazine. Many popular domestic stars were proud of being on the cover of Fashion Pioneers. For those who had become popular, it provided not just fame, but an opportunity to go international.
The Fashion Pioneer series not only led the fashion industry's trend flow, but also created several legends. Once, an unknown star had appeared on the cover of Fashion Pioneer, and then they became popular overnight. Now that person was already an international superstar and had an extremely high net worth.
Wang Cheng surprisedly asked: "Mr. Shao, you don't mean to tell me that Fashion Pioneer was created by Master Paul?
"Fashion Pioneers is just a part of it. Mr. Wang should not forget that Master Paul is from Italy; he is a member of the International Fashion Association." As a top designer in the fashion industry, how could he be missing from Milan Fashion Week? Sometimes their master was willful, and the association would invite him to come back as the main feature. Although Master Paul didn’t appear at Fashion Week as often as before because of his aging, as long as he said the word, the Fashion Week was as simple for him to manipulate as making plain boiled water.
"I understand what Mr. Shao means, his weight is indeed enough." Wang Cheng smiled, finally thinking of how to make He Zihuan famous overnight.
Shao Zheng heard that he was interested, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, "It's not convenient to talk on the phone. Mr. Wang, let's talk in person when you’re free?"
"Alright. At three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, I will go to Hongye Studio to see you, okay?"
"Okay, no problem, we’re looking forward to your arrival."
Seeing that he had finished talking, Pan Zhihai asked cautiously: "Zhou Shao, was that Fashion Pioneer you mentioned just now?"
Those who had been in the entertainment industry all knew the existence of Fashion Pioneers. Pan Zhihai knew more about the influence of Fashion Pioneers in the fashion industry and even the entertainment industry than Wang Cheng did.
Wang Cheng smiled slightly, "If there is no accident, our company's artists should have the opportunity to be on the page of the Fashion Pioneer magazine."
Pan Zhihai took a deep breath. There was no doubt that this person must be He Zihuan, because it was only He Zihuan in the company who best met all their conditions. It turned out that Zhou Shao had such an idea in arranging He Zihuan's work? If the news got out, it would definitely cause a big explosion in the entertainment industry. The good news was so explosive that he almost couldn’t bear it.
"I'll make arrangements right away." He Zihuan didn't know that he was only one step away from becoming famous.
Because other artists in the company already had their jobs arranged, it was only him who didn’t have an advertising endorsement or script until now. The company only arranged for him to conduct various training, which surprised some people who thought he would immediately become popular.
As time passed, and the company didn’t take any action, internal rumors spread. Some people said that the artist the company was going to favor was not He Zihuan, and that He Zihuan’s friend had offended Zhou Shao. Recently, there had been more cynicism behind their backs. However, He Zihuan didn’t seem to be anxious at all. On the contrary, his classmate Tang Sai was anxious for him. He thought it might be because of the phone call he had made that Zhou Shao was a little disgusted with He Zihuan. After all, he had already handed himself more scripts and endorsements.
"Tang Sai, you don't need to worry about me, and you don't need to blame yourself. I believe that Zhou Shao and President Pan should have arrangements for me. It's just that my chances come slower than others. You might even be envious and jealous of me when the time comes." He Zihuan assured, as he was keenly aware of Tang Sai's thoughts.
Tang Sai laughed as soon as he heard him. He knew that he was only comforting himself. "If you really do have a chance to be popular overnight, then don't forget me, brother. I can count on you."
He Zihuan punched him on the shoulder.
At this time, the door of the training room opened and Assistant Fei came in and said, "He Zihuan, Zhou Shao is looking for you."
He Zihuan and Tang Sai suddenly looked terrified, and the two exchanged looks. During this time, President Pan was the one who looked for He Zihuan more often, and Zhou Shao never called him over.
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