The rich second generation catches demons and evil in the entertainment circle [Rebirth]

Pretend to be a ghost No. 70 days·【Second update】"The quick question and answer just now... Did you answer the ideal type in your heart?"

Jiang Yiming's words stunned everyone present.

Bao Qiwen was the first to react. He looked at Jiang Yiming, opened his mouth in surprise, and paused for two seconds: "Wait, you..."

Jiang Yiming interrupted Bao Qiwen. He looked at the young makeup artist, raised his chin slightly, and pointed to the door: "There is the door, go out."

The make-up artist suddenly turned pale: "You, you can't fire me just by saying fire, how could you be my boss..."

"In addition to the dismissal, you will also receive a lawyer's letter because of defamation of personal reputation." Jiang Yiming smirked and shook his phone, "As for why I am your boss, because I am rich, very rich."

He looked at the stunned look of the people present, and he smiled very nicely, which made people want to punch his pretty face.

Jiang Yiming added slowly: "You can do many things with money, but I am richer than you can imagine."

The makeup artist stood there blankly, speechless for a while, as if she still couldn't accept the reality.

"What's going on? What are you doing standing there? You don't need to work anymore!?" The host and cameraman waiting for the interview in the studio became a little impatient and looked at Jiang Yiming frequently.

Jiang Yiming pointed to another makeup artist and said, "Come and help me put on makeup."

The man was stunned for a moment, and after Jiang Yiming cast a slightly impatient look, he immediately nodded his head and said in response: "Okay, please sit there."

The young makeup artist stomped her feet vigorously, and looked around as if asking for help.

However, the staff members who knew what happened here all lowered their heads and did not look at her, so as not to hurt Chi Yu himself.

Jiang Yiming was putting on makeup there, and after a few minutes, he saw a man in a suit who looked like a manager in charge rushing over from the studio.

"Boss Lin!" The young makeup artist's eyes lit up, as if seeing a savior.

She hurriedly ran to the other party, looked at him with red eyes: "Boss Lin, you..."

Before the young makeup artist even finished speaking, the man called "Mr. Lin" casually moved him to the side.

Seeing the other party walking quickly in front of Jiang Yiming, he cautiously called out with a hint of uncertainty: "Jiang, Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Yiming raised his eyes to look over, and gave a soft "hmm".

Seeing this, the make-up artist froze in place as he was about to step forward.

Mr. Lin tactfully did not say anything good for the other party, and even hurriedly said in a rough voice: "Didn't you hear what Mr. Jiang said? Resignation is resignation. I will go to the personnel department to confirm the situation later."

Jiang Yiming closed his eyes and asked another makeup artist to apply oil makeup on himself.

"Can……"

"But what's the matter, the gate is there, why do you want me to ask you to go in person?" Mr. Lin quickly interrupted the other party's conversation, kicked his eyes, and stared at the young makeup artist so that he dared not say a word. With tears in his eyes, he left in despair.

"Mr. Jiang, my name is Lin Ling, and I belong to Style..." The man called "Mr. Lin" half-bent, explaining his responsibilities and job position beside Jiang Yiming.

He was in a meeting just now when he received an e-mail out of the blue, to the effect that the magazine had been acquired, and nothing would change except for the name change of the boss.

He quickly contacted Chen Feng, the former chief executive and the former international chief photographer who founded Style magazine, who was currently "capturing inspiration" in the feasting and feasting of Las Vegas.

Although the nominal boss is usually out all day, and doesn't manage the magazine's affairs very much, he is also the founder of the magazine.

When Chen Feng received the call, he said with a nonchalant lightness in his words: "It's no big deal, you still work for others as before, but the boss above has changed, so do what you should do. By the way, in the future Don't call me, I'm retired."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

There was an unexpected huge sum of money in his bank account. In comparison, selling a second-rate magazine would only make a profit.

Lin Ling took a deep breath, never would have imagined that her boss would become a small [-]th line artist who was coming to the studio to shoot the inner page of the magazine today.

Jiang Yiming directly interrupted the other party's eloquent self-introduction, and said, "I'm not interested in intervening in your current planning and management of style. You do your job well, and I don't care about other things."

A set of drafts prepared by Lin Ling was choked back.

"In addition, I don't want other people to point fingers at my identity, so it's best to keep this matter within the scope of the people present." Jiang Yiming added.

Lin Ling nodded immediately after hearing the words: "Don't worry, since this is what you mean, we will definitely not say it. As for Xiao Xiao, it is the makeup artist who was fired just now. I will do a good job with her."

"Okay." Jiang Yiming waved his hand, indicating that the other party can back down.

Seeing this, Lin Ling paused, feeling like she was serving her ancestors in the feudal society.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, shook off the strange thoughts in his mind, turned around and walked towards the studio, and whispered a few words to the staff there, in short, the little artist who was putting on makeup at the other end should not be offended.

"Isn't it just an [-]th line?" The photographer didn't care.

Lin Ling coughed twice, glanced carefully at Jiang Yiming, and saw that he didn't seem to be heard, so he was relieved, and quickly glared at the photographer, and said a magic word in an inscrutable way: "Don't bully me!" Young people are poor."

Photographer: "..."

After Jiang Yiming's makeup was all ready, he moved to the studio to start shooting.

Young Master Jiang is good-looking, and he can hold even heavy makeup, coupled with his male peacock-like temperament all day long, he is quite comfortable in front of the camera.

Bao Qiwen kept thinking that if Young Master Jiang could grow to 1.8 meters [-], he would be perfect, but no one is perfect.

His eyes fell on Jiang Yiming's pair of thick-soled sneakers, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He didn't know how high the internal height was. Today, Young Master Jiang looks taller than him!

The photographer's flashes flashed, and the dissatisfaction that had been waiting for a long time just now disappeared.

Mysterious and arrogant, strong and cold, many qualities are mixed together, and they are properly reflected in a person, which is really eye-catching.

After taking the photos, Jiang Yiming was interviewed by the host again.

In the original half-hour interview, there were a total of [-] questions, most of which were about "Sihailu", and the other half had something to do with Jiang Yiming himself.

But after Lin Ling's reminder just now, the host temporarily changed a few questions during the photo shoot, and hurriedly showed it to Bao Qiwen for review.

Bao Qiwen glanced at them, they were all basic questions, Young Master Jiang probably wouldn't make mistakes in his answers, so he nodded and gave it.

"May I ask why you entered the entertainment industry?"

"Because my manager is short of noble people, I saw that he had a good eye, so I came to help him." Jiang Yiming said.

Bao Qiwen: "..."

The host laughed twice, and quickly switched to the next question: "May I ask what qualities do you think other people don't have in you?"

Jiang Yiming raised his eyebrows: "It's very beautiful."

The host looked over subconsciously, and saw that Young Master Jiang had specially fired a telegram at the other party, laughing so that the host's face became hot.

——If Jiang Yiming wants someone to like him, then the result is often unfavorable.No one could resist the charm deliberately released by Young Master Jiang.

Bao Qiwen clicked his lips in his heart, did he have the ability to smile like this at others in front of Zhong Sheng?

"May I ask if you are worried that your acting skills will be overlooked because of your good looks?"

"They are blind, what does it have to do with me?" Jiang Yiming asked back.

host:"?"

Bao Qiwen: "!"

The host coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, cleared his throat and said, "Next, let's have a quick question and answer."

"it is good."

Host: "Movie or TV show?"

Jiang Yiming paused visibly for two seconds, frowned and asked, "What kind of problem is this? It has no beginning or end?"

Host: "...Just choose a preferred choice at will, and don't hesitate as the first reaction."

Jiang Yiming: "Oh, what was the problem just now?"

Host: "...a movie or a TV show?"

Jiang Yiming: "Movies."

Host: "Long hair or short hair?"

Jiang Yiming: "Long hair."

Host: "Be cute and pleasant, or be vigorous and resolute?"

Jiang Yiming: "Act vigorously and resolutely."

Host: "Donuts or Cookies?"

Jiang Yiming: "It's all mine."

host:"……"

"Thank you for your cooperation, today's interview ends here." The host smiled reluctantly.

Jiang Yiming stood up, shook hands with the other party politely, did not lose the etiquette of the young master of a rich family at all, and compared with the appearance that always choked people when talking before, they looked like two people.

Bao Qiwen took Young Master Jiang back to the nanny's car.

After getting into the car, Bao Qiwen was finally able to ask: "Did you buy Style magazine?"

"It's easy to buy a magazine by yourself without a backstage." He paused, and then added, "The procedure is also very convenient, as long as you give enough money."

"How much?" Bao Qiwen asked subconsciously, he looked at Shang Jiang Yiming, and his words changed immediately, "Wait, don't tell me, I don't want to know."

Jiang Yiming gave a smirk.

Bao Qiwen recalled the few quick questions and quick answers that Young Master Jiang had just blurted out, and suddenly asked: "The ones you just mentioned, long hair, vigorous and resolute... are they the ideal type in your heart?"

Jiang Yiming said slowly: "?"

Bao Qiwen pushed the frame of the glasses, smiled, and stopped talking.

The young master of the Jiang family has an additional magazine under his name, so he can't hide it from Jiang Xunchuan who always cares about his younger brother.

He immediately called to care, and even asked: "Mingming, I checked, this magazine is only second-rate, brother will buy you a good magazine, and send you on the cover, okay?"

"I don't really want to shoot magazines these days." Young Master Jiang curled his lips.

"Okay, tell brother what you want next time!" Young Master Jiang said with no bottom line.

Bao Qiwen pushed his glasses again, I don't understand how you rich people get on the cover of magazines.

In fact, Jiang's family is quite low-key, and they are the ones who made a lot of money in silence.

Even Jiang Xunchuan was on the cover of financial magazines before because of emerging young entrepreneurs. The personal company under his name entered the top ten emerging companies, and it has nothing to do with the Jiang family behind him.

So much so that although the Jiang family is a wealthy family in the circle, they have no sense of existence outside the circle at all. Except for those who are really in the Gaozhi circle, ordinary people only know a few upstart rich families who are much more prosperous.

"How did you give birth to such a high-profile person?" Bao Qiwen looked at Young Master Jiang, puzzled.

Jiang Yiming snorted softly.