Entertainment starts with variety shows

Chapter 422 Moral Kidnapping
"This girl has no eyesight at all." Fang Jing closed the door casually, "The battlefield hasn't been cleaned up, why is she here?"

The chairs were arranged neatly, the paper towels were thrown into the trash can, and the towels were wiped clean on the desk. Then Yang Ning sat down, rolled her eyes and said, "Isn't it because of you?"

Fang Jing slandered, not knowing who told him not to stop just now. "Okay, okay, blame me, tell me, how to arrange it?"

"Now you are in a hurry." Yang Ning glanced at it with disdain, and looked at the information carefully, and then checked the school information online after a while.

This is a music high school, the grade is a bit low, but it matches Fang Jing, he doesn't have much ability to teach college students, and it's no problem to teach a group of fifteen or sixteen year olds.

"I think you can go to this school."

"What about the job? Movies, TV shows, and variety shows are no longer available?"

"Come on, you'll know it. Are you Teddy's?" Yang Ning gritted her teeth, and kept poking Fang Jing's head with her jade fingers.

"I... did I mean that one?" Fang Jing felt wronged, "It's not like you don't know what's going on in the entertainment industry. Who will remember you if you don't show up for a year or so?"

"I'm still young, and I'm afraid I'll have to wait 30 to [-] years for these pensions."

"Who told you to teach every day?" Yang Ning threw the materials on the table, "Specially hired teacher, you are responsible for teaching electives, seven or eight classes a semester, you should have time for this?"

What the school needs is Fang Jing's fame, and he didn't want to keep him every day.

"Yes, there is, but..."

"But what?" Yang Ning stared at her beautifully, "Don't tell me that a group of fifteen or sixteen year olds can't teach you, aren't you very good at night?"

"I... can't I go?"

"It's about the same." Glancing at the phone, Yang Ning got up and said, "Let's go, go to my place today, and I'll make you some nourishing yin and yang dishes to keep you refreshed."

"I still have something to do, why don't I change it to another day."

"Again?"

Fang Jing: Did the little goblin have a misunderstanding?
In the evening, Yang Ning was cooking in the kitchen. Fang Jing lay on the sofa with his hands on his pillow and swiped his phone. A hot search caught his eye.

Seeing this trending search, Fang Jing smiled, Wu Jing is lying on the ground, the box office split will take a few days to come down, and someone forced donations before Mao even saw it.

There were quite a few people who agreed with the key, and they all clamored for Wu Jing to donate money.

"Take it from the people and use it for the people. What's wrong with Wu Jing donating some money, 60 billion, if you donate [-] to [-] million casually, it's just drizzle."

"Is not donating so much money worthy of the audience who bought tickets to enter the cinema?"

"When it was released, it was about patriotism. If you make money and don't know how to donate, this is a star."

"This is the gap and realm. It is also making money. How much did Fang Jing donate? By the way, I heard that Fang Jing also made more than a billion in Wolf Warriors 2. Does anyone know if he donated it or not? Call him out."

"No need to call, I haven't donated yet." Fang Jing commented directly below, "The box office split hasn't come down yet, so don't be tempted."

"Charity has never been a comparison. Donating more and donating less is a matter of heart. After filming Wolf Warriors 2, Brother Jing mortgaged his house and borrowed money everywhere. Now he has not slowed down."

"Nonsense, ask yourself, where did the money come from?" The writer Liu Daxin jumped at Fang Jing when he saw Fang Jing, "Didn't the audience give it to you?"

"I gave you so much money, what's the matter with giving back a little to the society? Why are the stars' sky-high salaries now?"

Liu Daxin is a well-known troll. He only catches celebrities for trolling. Zhao Liying, Yang Mi, and the four returnees have all been trolled by him.

Sometimes female stars wear a transparent tube top dress and he doesn't care.

Taking care of the sky, the earth and the atmosphere, Fang Jing wondered if he also took care of the couple's sexual life.

"Oh, according to what you said, your writers' manuscript fees are also paid by readers, so why don't you donate some?"

"Can it be the same?" Liu Daxin scolded, "How much is my money? How much is your money?"

Fang Jing became interested, "Is this a matter of more money and less money? That's not what you meant just now."

Some people belong to the barbell category, and they have to bar everything they see. Celebrities get money quickly, but they don’t come from strong winds. This is a profession.

Donate as much or as little as your personal wishes, there is no need to be kidnapped by morality, you are welcome to donate, and it is fine if you don’t donate.

"Then if I donate one month's salary, will you also donate one month's salary?" Seeing Fang Jing on the bar, Liu Daxin was also angry.

"Sure, don't say one month, let's donate for one year, you donate one year's salary, and I will donate one year's salary."

"Okay! Let everyone be a witness. I will donate one year's salary, and Fang Jing will also donate one year's salary."

Seeing Fang Jing taking the bait, Liu Daxin was overjoyed, how much is his annual salary?How much is Fang Jing? "I donated all of my salary of [-] yuan a year in my unit. This is the donation record, and you can't play tricks on it."

Liu Daxin donated dead wages, not manuscript fees, so he found the Red Cross readily, posted screenshots after donating, and wanted to make Fang Jing ride a tiger.

Regardless of the outcome of this round, he is the winner, and he will gain a lot of fans later on. With fans, will there be fewer opportunities to make money?
You come and go, the two of them started talking and the hot search kept moving forward, more and more people watched the battle, and some people were not worth it for Fang Jing.

People like Liu Daxin are basically like hooligans, there is no need to braid with anyone who bites, as long as they don't talk, they will calm down on their own in a short time.

As long as others open their mouths, he can bark for a whole day.

"It's not equal. How much is your Liu Daxin? How much is Fang Jing? If you have the ability, let's compare. I am engaged in self-media, and I also eat fans. I make more than 400 a month. I donate for a year, and you donate for a year. , dare?"

"I write online articles, and I work [-] times a month, and I also rely on book friends to reward me with food. Let's compare."

"It's been a long time, but there is still someone Hei Fangjing. How much has he donated since his debut? Your surname Liu was probably still playing Tank Boy and Contra when he was 20 years old."

"Sister Ning, how much is my annual salary in the company?" Fang Jing put down his phone and shouted at Yang Ning.

"You have ass money, and now I'm in charge."

Fang Jing was depressed, "Isn't it that I have a job? I'm asking about the money for the job."

"10,000+!" Yang Ning didn't raise her head.

"I just asked, I work in Nanjing with a salary of 10,000+ a year, and I'm at a disadvantage. I'll give you 20." Fang Jing quickly typed a line, then donated money, and posted a screenshot.

"You fart!" Liu Daxin's face turned red, Fang Jing only got this little salary, who would believe it?
"I'll testify for him." Suddenly, Xu Shi, the third uncle of the Nanpai, jumped out, "What he gets is a bonus, and he doesn't usually do anything with a false job. The salary is really so low."

"He didn't have so many when I was here before, but he didn't receive many, and I was hacked to give out employee awards."

Fang Jing logged into the personal taxation app, found the company's tax payment records for the past year and sent them up, "Look, this is a monthly tax payment record, certified by the state, you don't think I'm cheating, do you?"

On the other side, Liu Daxin was about to swear, when he suddenly found out that his Weibo account had been blocked, he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

He has been operating this account for several years, and has accumulated more than 30 fans. Fang Jing, who is hard anal, will increase his followers by [-] to [-]. Now the official said it will be blocked.

The subsequent business plan has not yet started, and I have lost 8 yuan in vain, and my heart is bleeding.

(End of this chapter)