Korean Star Routine

“No. Sorry, if you insist, then we don’t need to talk about the script. We, Song Qiao, don’t take all the scripts.” This time, it was a voice that spoke standard Mandarin, showing a strong sense of arrogance.

Song Qiao?

Gaoleng suddenly remembered that he had met this Korean actress on the flight to France. Moreover, they did not get along well. He looked over and just happened to meet Miss Song’s gaze.

It’s him? Song Qiao immediately recognized the man sitting next to her on the flight to France. She was deeply impressed. With so many Mexican bodyguards coming to pick up Gaoleng from the plane, it was hard to remember the Hummer in a single stream.

Gaoleng nodded slightly at her and strode away. Behind him came the voice of the filming crew communicating with Song Qiao and Broker.

“But your script has been accepted, and filming has begun. It’s just a motorcycle shot, right?” The crew seemed to be a little dissatisfied.

“The contract is clearly written. We won’t shoot any dangerous scenes.” Song Qiao’s Broker was exceptionally strong.

“We bought insurance! Miss Song Qiao’s health is insured.” The crew spoke in a pleading tone.

“I really broke her face. It’s useless to be safe. Let’s find a substitute for this scene.” Song Qiao Broker was obviously a little angry and her voice was a little louder.

Gaoleng shook his head as he listened to the louder and louder voice behind him. Brother Hua turned his head and swallowed his saliva at Song Qiao. He saw that Song Qiao happened to be looking at Gaoleng’s back, so he raised his arm enviously and pushed Gaoleng. “Miss Song is looking at you. Do you know each other?”

“Fate on one side.”

“This Song Qiao is a rare natural beauty in Korea. My God, her tears are so moving! She has also developed quite well in China!” Brother Hua was full of envy. He was different from Gaoleng. He came to these luxurious places to soak in hot springs to entertain clients, and Gaoleng’s position dealt with these celebrities.

Brother Hua turned his head to look at Song Qiao again, licked his lips and lowered his voice, “This Han Xing’s temperament is really good. I like meat like Song Qiao. What’s so good about being dry? It doesn’t feel good without a touch.”

This was true. Seeing that Brother Hua seemed to be very excited when he saw Song Qiao, Gaoleng couldn’t help but laugh and glance at him.

Song Qiao was wearing a light green dress, her fair complexion was exceptionally watery green, and her hair seemed to be tied casually behind her head, drooping to her ears. Han Xing’s makeup is the most aesthetic in Asia: nude makeup. It was faint, yet charming.

She wasn’t thin, and her skin was as soft as water on both her face and body.

Such a woman was indeed the most impressive in bed.

It’s just that Han Xing…

Gaoleng shook his head.

Han Liu is very angry. Gaoleng, Miss Song is looking at you. Aren’t you going to say hello? Get a cover girl or something, and then talk to her … Brother Hua’s eyes lit up. He loved Song Qiao’s style, and Han Xing’s identity made him even more lit up.

“Han Xing is packaged like this. Go find them on the pole, hmph.” Gao sneered, “They are taking a high-end path in Empire. Isn’t that what Han Xing does?”

Han Xing was very popular in the empire. Regardless of male or female stars, Han Xing’s packaging was quite different from the packaging of Empire stars. When they were in Korea, all of these stars would participate in all kinds of variety shows. Moreover, Korean variety shows were very competitive, so Han Xing was much more open. It could be said that Han Xing was very, very desperate in Korea.

But in Empire, it was different, completely different packaging methods.

Take Song Qiao for example. She is a natural beauty of South Korea. After several TV dramas became famous, she went on several variety shows in South Korea. She took an approachable path and interacted with her fans very frequently. At least, she interacted very frequently on the programs. However, when she arrived in the Empire, the company adopted a high-profile packaging method.

Normally, female stars’ press conferences were based on live photographs of reporters. Media that could participate in press conferences were all cooperative media. Photographs would definitely only be released after being photographed beautifully. This was Empire’s usual practice. But Han Xing was different.

They firmly did not use the photos of the Empire media, but sent out photos to each reporter by their company. The photos they took would definitely be much more beautiful than the photos made by the reporters. Stars were also human beings, and there were times when their angles weren’t good and their states weren’t good. But if you think about it, as long as it’s a Korean company Korean star that’s signed back, the pictures exposed at any event in Empire are incredibly beautiful.

Her temperament was outstanding, and her skin seemed to have no makeup on. She stood beside the Empire’s actress and waited for a moment.

Song Qiao had been popular in Empire for a few years, and the image that remained in the hearts of the people of Empire had always been that of a pure, elegant, beautiful, and natural beauty. But to be honest, Song Qiao is beautiful, but the Empire actress is beautiful. She is not particularly beautiful.

However, it was packed exceptionally well.

When Han Xing came to Empire to publicize, only three to four TV stations would be selected, and no more than five magazines would be interviewed. Little quantity, good choice, but also let the fans think about it. To put it more Jian Dan: in the domestic media, very approachable, in the fierce competition in Korea, artists are very desperate, and in Empire is put on airs, full of airs.

There’s no other way. The people of Empire are just like this. Monks from outside are easy to chant scriptures, while stars from outside are easy to earn money. The more arrogant you are, the more people will chase after stars.

Gaoleng didn’t have a good impression of Han Xing. He didn’t say anything else and walked into the hot spring room. Inside, a hot spring that was like a small pool leapt in front of him. He couldn’t help but sigh in his heart. With such a big hot spring room, Brother Hua had really invested a lot of money.

Normally, the roof of a hot spring house was the same size as a bath pool. It was double the size of a pool, and there was flowing hot spring water inside. This was also standard for many coastal star-rated hotels. And there was actually a hot spring pool the size of a small swimming pool, that was the perfect match.

“Aiyo, Brother Hua, it costs more than 100,000 yuan a night to wash.” Gaoleng shook his head. “You said we were so close, there’s no need to spend so much money.”

“Expense? What expense?” Brother Hua frowned, “Brother, I have something I need your help with.”

“Brother Hua, there’s no need for you to say anything about your matters. I’ll take care of it for you.” Gaoleng smiled.

“Do you know what I want you to do?” Brother Hua was a little surprised and looked very happy. At the very least, Gaoleng’s attitude was very righteous.

“Let me make a phone call first.” Gaoleng took out his phone and called Jane Xiaodan directly. “Xiaodan, a friend of mine, Brother Hua, has a clothing customization company. Well, he left for the high-end customization. I’ll send you the number. You arrange for a more capable old reporter to interview him and put on a piece of soft text. No, let’s have two pieces. You watch the page.”

After saying that, he hung up the phone and raised his eyebrows at Brother Hua, “Isn’t that all? There’s no need for you to open such an expensive hot spring private room. We’re brothers. One sentence, right?”

Brother Hua didn’t know what to say for a moment.

It wasn’t that Brother Hua couldn’t afford to let go of Xingsheng Magazine’s advertisement. A cross-edition would cost 500,000 yuan a day, so tens of thousands of yuan per piece of tofu naturally wouldn’t be a problem. But putting up advertisements and having someone come to interview them were two different things.

To put it bluntly, Brother Hua’s clothing-ordering company was not qualified for an exclusive interview with Xingsheng. Naturally, it was not an exclusive interview on the front page. The exclusive interview on that page was for one of the top two companies in the country, or one of the top two stars, TV dramas, and movies.

Even if it was an exclusive interview on other pages in Xingsheng Magazine, Brother Hua’s was not qualified enough.

Advertising, soft-text advertising and exclusive interviews are two levels of things. Exclusive interviews are required, the higher the quality of the media on the exclusive interview more demanding. Money can’t buy this. Now consumers are smart enough to distinguish between soft ads and exclusive interviews.

You buy an entire ad page and write the text, which is completely different from an exclusive interview.

That’s right, Brother Hua wants to ask Gaoleng for help, that’s what he’s doing. His custom-made clothes would be helpful to his sales if they could be interviewed in one of the best entertainment magazines in the country, such as Xingsheng Magazine. There was no shortage of big-name clothes in the wardrobes of noble ladies and models. Apart from buying big-name clothes, they were also very popular with private customization. There were more than 20 well-made private customizations in the imperial capital, and the competition was fierce.

“What a good buddy.” Brother Hua pointed in the direction of the hot spring, “Let’s go, there’s no need to save money for Brother. You’re very busy!”

Gaoleng used his power to get him an exclusive interview. Although it wasn’t a home page exclusive interview, the exclusive interview inside was also a big favor. How many people want an exclusive interview from Gaoleng now? Countless.

As for Gaoleng’s exclusive interview with Brother Hua, he was also using his power to help his brothers. He knew that Brother Hua, who had been in the business world for so long, was an absolutely good soldier when green food opened up in the imperial capital’s market.

He had to use Brother Hua.

“Gaoleng, why are you here?” A gentle voice sounded from behind. Brother Hua turned his head and drooled.