The God of Wealth is crazy! [Entertainment]

Having made up his mind, Lin Qian told himself not to worry, how could he turn Fu Yan into his fanboy so quickly, take his time.

I have to say that the program team of Gentleman Loves Money is very good at publicity. Since Thursday, their program group has dominated the top three most searched, and it has not been down. It has been a whole day, and it is still popular. There are many marketing accounts posting topics, there is no doubt that the program group spent money.

He asked Fu Yan: "Did the program crew spend any money?"

Fu Yan told him on the phone: "I can't see that the program group is not willing to spend a penny on us, but they are quite willing to work hard on publicity."

Lin Qian nodded thoughtfully. This is to create the illusion that we are rich. It looks rich, but in fact the program group is very poor, and we can only rely on our thighs to support the scene.

The thighs are really incredible, and he, the God of Wealth, admires them.

Lin Qian knew that Fu Yan was busy, so he was about to hang up the phone without saying a few words. Fu Yan said softly: "On the first broadcast on Friday, you should watch it carefully and write a summary for me."

Lin Qian: "..."

"Don't you read it?"

"I have something to do on Friday, so it's probably going to be very late..." Fu Yan said, but he didn't say that, basically he wouldn't watch the variety shows he filmed.

"Then why should I write a summary?" Lin Qian asked blankly, "What's the use of a summary? I'm not in class...I'm not a primary school student either?"

When he checked Weibo, he had seen some funny social news. He knew that the children here would write summaries, and they also needed 800-1000, which is called after-reading. After-reading, now you have to write a post-reading after watching a variety show?

Is Fu Yan teasing him?

He just felt that his thigh was embarrassing his God of Wealth.

Fu Yan explained: "In a program group, you must have your own positioning. What role you play in this program cannot be seen immediately. Pay attention, if there is anything inappropriate, ask your agent to contact you."

Lin Qian nodded. It turned out to be like this, and he asked again: "Are Yin Yue and the others going to write too?"

"They don't need it. You are the weakest now. You think you will have a lot of shots, but in fact, they don't have to. Although they are not particularly popular in the entertainment industry, they are all more popular than you. No matter what, your shots are not good. outrun them."

Lin Qian couldn't help asking: "Isn't this a bit unfair..."

But after he finished speaking, he wanted to take this sentence back. What is fair and unfair now? The entertainment industry has never paid attention to fairness.

Take his role as an example, if his manager wasn't Chen Chen, he wouldn't be able to get this role at all.

The entertainment industry looks at personal connections and relationships.

Fu Yan did not refute Lin Qian's words, but only said: "Lin Qian, you are so cute."

Lin Qian tasted it for a while, and always felt that this was not a good thing to say.

Fu Yan said again: "I didn't ask you to write an 800-word summary, what are you in a hurry for?"

"How many words is that?"

"up to you."

Only then was Lin Qian satisfied, and his thighs were still very good to him.

When it was aired on Friday, Lin Qian hugged the ingot pillow he ordered from the Internet and waited for the ten o'clock start of the broadcast of Jun Zi Ai Cai.

After watching the broadcast for more than ten minutes, when they went into the hotel to pick boxes, Lin Qian determined by his intuition that his two boxes were free of money, and helped Fu Yan choose the rich one from both boxes. In the later stage of the program group, he was specially matched-the man in the mask of the God of Wealth.

While Lin Qian was watching, he was watching his own Weibo, and his brother Lin Jin was also watching with him.

Lin Qian noticed that after about ten minutes after the episode in the hotel was broadcast, his fans began to grow at a certain speed, and he slowly recorded it based on the speed of his fan growth.

There is a specialization in the art industry, and he has to explore slowly.

He saw that the fans who rushed over were quite friendly to him, saying that he looked so handsome, little fresh meat.

Lin Qian felt that he was not a fresh meat, but an old cured meat. He had been the God of Wealth for many years, and he had experienced the changes of dynasties, many times that of Fu Yan.

To him, Fu Yan was the real fresh meat.

Lin Qian slowly wrote down in his notebook that he liked the character design given to him by the program group. Fu Yan was right, the program group treated him differently from Fu Yan.

Especially when he asked Fu Yan to perform, some of Fu Yan's fans began to complain again, and came to his Weibo to spray him.

Fat fish and fat fish: I don't even look at my own position, I am ashamed to ask Fu Yan to perform a crying scene for you, who do you think you are?

I am the god of wealth...

Lin Qian was about to take a screenshot when he suddenly saw someone spraying it back.

[Spicy Rabbit Head] Reply to [Fat Fish Fat Fish]: Then can Fu Yan tease people?Even if Fu Yan is a big star, he can't bully others. I think Lin Qian is very nice. He is so cute and serious in his work. Fu Yan has been opportunistic from beginning to end...

Lin Qian knew that he had a true fan, but his true fan didn't seem to like Fu Yan.

Chen Chen called again: "Lin Qian, you should be mentally prepared, a gentleman who loves money may be preparing to create a conflict between you and Fu Yan."

Is this ready to be scolded?

Lin Jin also heard it, and asked Lin Qian from the side, "Do you want my brother to buy you a navy?"

Lin Qian: "..."

He shook his head and said, "No."

Chen Chen said again: "Anyway, you can't blame the program team for this kind of thing. The incident between you and Fu Yan is indeed a conflict. The program team wants to cut some ridiculous things to create topics. Fu Yan himself doesn't care about it. Don't worry about it either."

Lin Jin wanted to say something again, Lin Qian gave his brother a gesture to tell Lin Jin not to speak, and said to Chen Chen, "I understand."

"Tomorrow is Saturday, and the recording will start again. You should rest well. If Fu Yan's fans attack you, stop reading Weibo." Chen Chen is still very considerate. She has been a manager for so many years, and she understands it best. Some little entertainers are glass-hearted, and she was afraid that Lin Qian would also be glass-hearted. From then on, she would bear a grudge against Fu Yan, and it would be bad to offend Fu Yan.

"Well, I see, it's hard work."

Lin Qian hung up the phone, and Lin Jin said, "Are you sure you don't want navy troops, the ones that specialize in black Fuyan?"

Lin Jin knew before that Fu Yan and Lin Qian had conflicts in the program group. This time watching the program, he specially asked his assistant to contact a lot of sailors in advance. will flock.

His younger brother couldn't be bullied by others, and he also watched the show, so it wasn't Lin Qian's fault.

Lin Qian forked an apple and stuffed it into his brother's mouth, "I'm fine."

Lin Qian was worried for Fu Yan in his heart. His brother might be the leader of the big black fan, so he opened his mouth to tell him such a thing. He is so proficient, he must have practiced many times.

He'd better not tell Fu Yan, he couldn't let his thigh compete with his elder brother's snipe and clam, he, a fisherman, would not gain anything.

Lin Qian finished watching the whole show and went back to his room. Lin Jin glanced at him worriedly, and was about to ask that question again, when Lin Qian said, "I'm so tired, brother, you don't go to work tomorrow, and I have to go Record the show, go to sleep, good night."

"Good night..." Lin Jin glanced at Lin Qian, and resolutely sent a message: Fu Yan's scandal will not be posted for the time being.

Soon another text message came in: You really think about it, do you think I am expensive, no, I will give you a [-]% discount... [-]% discount is the lowest, it can’t be lower

Just as Lin Jin was about to bring this person into the blacklist, he thought it was better to forget it, maybe he could still use this person in the future.

Lin Qian returned to the room, stretched out his hand, and ten hundred-yuan banknotes appeared in his hand. From fifty to one thousand, only one episode of the program was needed.

His Weibo has grown from 50 to 100 million, very good, God of Wealth is very satisfied.

Lin Qian hugged the quilt and rolled on the bed, wanting to throw money away...

He used to throw money to the world in large quantities when he was happy, he gave away copper coins, his master was more prodigal, and gave away silver, and sometimes even ingots.

Alas, Master is so capricious and unreasonable.

Lin Qian closed his eyes, slightly feeling the connection that some people liked him.

Reciprocate, he let people who like him have a little bit of wealth, not to let these people pick up money, wealth is very precious, if you get wealth, someone may buy a lottery and win the first prize.

Lin Qian cannot control the winning numbers in the lottery, but he can increase the winning rate.

If he buys it by himself, he will definitely win the lottery 100%, and the amount won depends on his own strength.

Lin Qian didn't want money, what he wanted was for others to believe in the God of Wealth.

However, he could let his elder brother and Fu Yan make a fortune from the lottery, provided that they both believed in him, otherwise he had no choice.

Now both of them feel that the God of Wealth does not exist, especially the elder brother, who thinks he is a cult...

Lin Qian couldn't help but send Fu Yan a text message.

Lin Qian: The person covered by the God of Wealth is asleep, good night

He sleeps as long as he says, and every time he uses the power of the God of Wealth, he will feel tired.

Probably because he is a mortal now, if he uses too much power, since the last time he turned Fu Yan's money into goods, he slowly realizes that basically he will get tired.

Lin Qian slept for a while. The person who had been socializing finally had some free time. He took out his mobile phone to check the time, but when he saw the text message, he curled his lips. It was obviously the person he was covering.

He drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, it's not a good idea to say who he was covering.

His talent is right.

The author has something to say: Lin Qian: Am I your man?

Fu Yan (serious): Aren't you the one I'm covering, you're called me for short

Lin Qian nodded suspiciously. What the thigh said seemed to be quite right, but it was a little bit wrong... I believe the thigh is healed