The reason why it is so expensive is very simple, because Yang Mi is the guarantee of ratings!

Wu Zong is going to be popular now, but Wu Zong still dare not say that he is the guarantee of the box office, and he even dare not let the media say so.

Because he knows that no matter whether it is a movie or a TV series, the media 23 can say "ratings, box office guarantee", all of them are top-notch stars or superstars.

He is still far from meeting this standard.

But my wife has already reached it.

Forget about it!

"Hey, hey."

Wu Zong sneered, and graciously refilled the tea for Yang Mi.

"Then what...we are an old husband and wife..."

"The remuneration is not negotiable, it's the rules set by Sister Ting."

Seeing Wu Zong deflated, Yang Mi twisted her neck triumphantly, and blamed the matter on Sister Ting, a steel plate that doesn't eat oil or salt.

"Hey you..."

Wu Zong was so angry that he stared at Yang Mi for a long time speechless.

"Me? What's wrong with me? I was the Queen of TV ratings last year!"

Yang Mi showed off in front of Wu Zong with a villainous look.

"Don't be complacent!"

Wu Zong said 'viciously'.

"The script is in my hands, I may change people!"

"Then you change."

Yang Mi was not threatened by Wu Zong at all, she spread her arms out, looking confident.

"Are you looking for Yaya? She is last year's Golden Eagle Goddess."

"How about looking for Xuanyi? Xuanyi is from Yuehua, and you didn't write this character for her at all, did you? Because I found out that the other character in it belongs to her, didn't you?"

As expected of a little fox, Yang Mi pinched all of Wu Zong's lifelines at a glance, making him go up or down.

How cool.

I am an old hunter in this old fair day, and I can't get the slightest advantage in front of him on weekdays. At most, the two of them will be a tie.

Now I can seize the opportunity to let him taste the feeling of being pecked by an eagle. How could Yang Mi let go so easily.

"Okay, Yang Mi, you are amazing."

Wu Zong stood up 'in a panic' and pointed at Yang Mi.

Jiang Jiang, who was on the side, kept silent, covering her face with the script to prevent the 'fire of war' from burning herself.

Wu Zong wanted to ask Jiang Jiang for help with his eyes, but he couldn't do it.

"cut--"

Yang Mi watched Wu Zong's eyes keep drifting towards Jiang Jiang's side, so she naturally knew what he was planning.

"Don't bother, just treat Jiang Jiang as air."

"Is there still a move now? If not, hurry up and get ready to go back and raise money."

Yang Mi acted like a queen, bossing Wu Zongyi around, her posture was not too high.

"Humph."

Wu Zong took a deep breath, calmed down, looked at Yang Mi and sneered.

"Don't you forget that this is a home and not a negotiating table, my—"

"Wu, too, too."

Wu Zong specially emphasized the last three words, coupled with his eyes, Yang Mi knew what was going to happen at a glance, and couldn't help but blushed immediately!

"You... what are you doing..."

"what?"

With an evil smile on his face, Wu Zong walked around the coffee table and came to Yang Mi with square steps, shaking his arms.

"Little lady, let's talk in another place!"

While talking, Wu Zong bent down and hugged Yang Mi horizontally!

Yang Mi let out a cry, and subconsciously hooked Wu Zong's neck, showing embarrassment on her face.

"Jiang...Jiang Jiang is still here!"

However, Jiang Jiang lifted the script a little higher, completely buried his head under the script, and said weakly like a little ostrich:

"I am air... I am air..."

With another exclamation, Yang Mi was carried up the stairs by Wu Zong.

In the end, under Wu Zong's 'strength', Yang Mi begged Rao to reduce her salary from 60 for a single episode to 20, a full cut of two-thirds!

……

In a blink of an eye, a time has passed.

And Wu Zong finally earned a terrifying 200 million within a month.

His ability to absorb money is so strong that it shocked all the artists of the same period, even some seniors!

Before, there were many rumors about Wu Zong, saying that he "can only act, but doesn't know how to create commercial value".

This is good, no one dares to say that again.

In one month, 60.00% of Huaxia's artists can't reach the money in a year!

And this is not the sponsorship and business cooperation that his assistant, Jiang Zhenyu, begged his grandpa to sue his grandma for!

Jiang Jiang is like a young lady, sitting in her own office!

Invitations and phone calls are coming in like snowflakes every day!

What luxury goods, what high-end brands, what noble series, they are all very big in front of others. I wish I could call a little girl who hasn't graduated this year grandma, and beg others to cooperate with me!

Want to cooperate with my family Wu Zong?

Get in line!

The people in the circle saw it in their eyes and sighed in their hearts.

This person still has to be capable.

What traffic marketing, what fan circle culture, what fans pay.

All are clouds.

How many years can you make money with those?

Moreover, relying on these, can you choose a contract like this master?

It has spread in circles that Wu Zong only signed the contract with Prada for three months, and whether to renew the contract after the expiration depends on Wu Zong's face!

What brand is prada!

Super first-line luxury brands are just like grandsons in front of Wu Zong.

A three-month contract is simply a disgrace to the luxury industry!

At first, those other brands thought prada was crazy to sign such a foolish contract.

However, when the sales of this month came out, those brands only reacted.

The clown was me.

In that month, Prada's sales in the Asia-Pacific region increased by [-]% year-on-year and [-]% month-on-month!

One can imagine how high the quality of Wu Zong's fans are!

Now, those belated brands reacted and begged to sign contracts one after another.

But it's a pity that Wu Zong's short-lived and crazy money-making campaign is over!

Because soon, the entertainment company he and Wang Ding, the seventh master of the Xiangjiang family, will open for business! .

Chapter 194

Xiangjiang, Hongling Villa.

With a hat on his head and a black baseball uniform, Wu Zong got out of the car and went straight to the front desk.

"Hello, please show your membership card."

In this place, under normal circumstances, celebrities and dignitaries will not come to the front desk to make an appointment or open a table in person, so the waiters at the front desk will not look at your face, they only recognize the card.

With a card, you are dressed like a beggar, and you are also a VIP here.

But if you don’t have a card, then I’m sorry, even if the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu come over, you have to wait here.

Because this is Xiangjiang, the person who opened the Hongling Villa is one of the most powerful families in Xiangjiang, the seventh master of the Xiang family.

It's embarrassing, Wu Zong has no card.

The last time he left in a hurry, he was busy with many things at the time, so he didn't think of this at all.

Damn it.

If I knew it earlier, I would have asked Wang Ding for a card.

But just when Wu Zong was embarrassed and wanted to take out his mobile phone to call Wang Ding for help, he saw a voice behind him.

"A Zong came with me."

A hand with a big jade finger puller stretched out from behind Wu Zong, and waved a red and gold hollow card in front of the lady at the front desk.

The lady at the front desk raised her head to see the person, she couldn't help being alert, and hurriedly lowered her head to say hello.

"Hello, Seventh Master."

Qiye!

Wu Zong said that this perverse jade ring finger looked very familiar, so it was Qiye!

When he turned around, he saw Qi Ye's energetic face that looked like he was in his fifties or sixties, Wu Zong felt a little extraneous.

"Qi Ye, are you coming today?"

He met Wang Ding here tonight to discuss the company's affairs. The original plan was for the two of them. Didn't it say that the Great Buddha would also participate?

"No, the Chief Executive is here today. You should discuss it with Ah Ding first. I'm an old man, and I can't figure out your younger and younger entertainment circle."

Qi Ye chuckled and patted Wu Zong on the shoulder.

Then, he told the reception lady at the front desk: "Go and talk to Ah Zong, and get a black card for Ah Zong, so it will be easier to come and go in the future."

After finishing speaking, Qi Ye nodded to Wu Zong, turned around and left.

Wu Zong grinned secretly, goosebumps all over his body.

Good guy!

The chief executive of Xiangjiang is here!Stay at Qiye's Hongling Villa!

Of course, people of Qiye's level must come and come into contact with some powerful people, which is not particularly surprising.

What made Wu Zong secretly startled was what Qi Ye said just now.

Xiang Huaxin is eighty years old this year. To put it bluntly, he is a thousand-year-old fox.

This kind of person doesn't speak like himself, talking like a train.

What people say is basically tight, and every word is meaningful.

Qi Ye said just now that 'the Chief Executive is here, you and Ah Ding' should 'discuss' first.

What's the meaning.

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