My imagination has come true

Mr. Zhao was very impatient with Xing Jingjing.

But for various reasons, she still had to pinch her nose and let the PR teach her what to do and how to guide her fans.

"With her whitewashing method, the car may overturn within three hours. How can she be so straightforward about her grievances, isn't she stupid?"

Mr. Zhao sighed.

Manager Yu was a little helpless, took out his mobile phone and contacted Xing Jingjing's manager.

He doesn't mind Xing Jingjing's actions. In his line of work, he has seen a lot of things in the circle, and he has long ignored the small actions of celebrity artists. In fact, many small artists themselves have no say in their own affairs. They are all released by the agency in the name of the artist.

"The phone you dialed is off, please try again later—"

Manager Yu: "??"

He hurriedly called Xing Jingjing's cell phone directly.

Still can't get through!
Manager Yu was silent for a while, then called twice more, and finally began to be a little suspicious. He was blocked by Xing Jingjing and her manager.

But after reaching this conclusion, he still looked up at the hanging bottle beside him in disbelief, wondering if his ears, eyes, and brain were all suffering from strange diseases.

Are there artists and managers who blackmail their company's PR manager?
Immediately, the mobile phone reminded Xing Jingjing to start the live broadcast.

Miss Xing wore a snow-white long dress with a small cloak on top, looking pure and innocent.

She was sitting on the sofa, and in front of her was a long dress made of gold and flowers from the Imperial Capital Jade Embroidery House. It was blue and gold in color, and when the light shone on it, it was radiant.

When Xing Jingjing lowered her eyes, without saying a word, it made people feel that she was extremely wronged.

"My mother once bought me a gold-woven dress from Yuxiu Fang as a birthday gift, so I have special feelings for it and I am very impressed."

After she only said this sentence, she opened a pair of big eyes that hesitated to speak, and looked at the camera quietly.

Several bullet screens popped up in the live broadcast room.

"Jingjing, this is a distressed thing!"

"As far as the matter is concerned, the staff member of Huawang did not do it right, but it is understandable. The clothes in the jade embroidery room are so precious. If they move around, who can be blamed?"

The small fans of Qingyun Entertainment were happily enjoying the victory, but when they saw so many strange words in Xing Jingjing's live broadcast room, they were immediately a little annoyed.

Xue Shanshan couldn't hold back, and turned on him: "Who is to blame? Anyway, I can't blame Mr. Mu, and Qingyun Entertainment!"

As a result, as soon as I finished posting, I found that I was blocked by the live broadcast room.

Xue Shanshan: "Tsk!"

Infuriating.

"Oh, don't watch this group of people sing a one-man show. Isn't that just asking for guilt? Shang Xin went to visit the crew of "Ghost Talk". It's live broadcasting, and President Mu is also..."

"Don't talk about it, Mr. Mu is on camera, go and see it!"

Xue Shanshan hurriedly clicked on Shang Xin's live broadcast room she followed.

The number of Mr. Mu appearing in the live broadcast room is less and less. Every time Mr. Mu is caught, everyone can be happy for a long time.

Shang Xin's live broadcast room was surprisingly quiet, with only a few bullet screens flashing occasionally, which probably has a lot to do with the fact that the anchor didn't come over to interact with netizens.

Joe's studio looks a little out of the ordinary today.

At this moment, Shang Xin was standing next to a bank's cash delivery vehicle, talking to a man. Judging by his attire, he looked a bit like a bank employee.

There were also two security guards standing around, and several people who seemed to be from the bank, all talking in low voices, and everyone looked very strange.

There was a small box at Shang Xin's feet.

Xue Shanshan recognized this box after a careful look. It was posted on Wei|blog by the screenwriter of "Ghost Talk", although there is only one corner.

At that time, screenwriter Xu posted this box in the middle of the night, and it didn’t attract much attention at first. Later, a fan who worked in Mingguang Bank said that this small box was used by their bank to store the lease documents of the fresh-keeping warehouse.

The whole box is made of titanium alloy and platinum, which is very light, but the workmanship is complicated and expensive, and only top VIP customers have it.

Fans thought that screenwriter Xu Da came out in the middle of the night to "show off his wealth", but now it seems that it should be needed for filming?
Xue Shanshan yawned, she was too busy these days, she didn't sleep well at night, a little no, no——

In an instant, as if ice water had been poured over her face with a hood covering her face, she was jolted up, and Xue Shanshan woke up instantly.

The rear compartment of the delivery car was opened, and the boxes stacked on the roof were also opened, revealing a piece of gold.

Xue Shanshan was a little dizzy.

All the fans in the live broadcast room were a little dizzy.

There was one word written on Shang Xin's face - 'mourning'!
After being dazed for a long time, he silently turned his head to look at Xu Tao, and then looked at Lao Du who was standing on tiptoe not far away: "Director Du, screenwriter Xu, what do you mean to build the floor of this set with gold bricks?"

Old Du was silent, collapsed and said, "I planned to stick a gold leaf on it."

They are very serious, even if it is pasted with gold leaf as a gold brick, it is countless times better than some special effects that cost [-] cents, and at least it is worth ten yuan for special effects.

Mr. Mu had no objection at first, but he made a video call with someone that day. On that day, Mr. Mu decided to really build a house paved with gold bricks.

Old Du and Xu Tao: "..."

Before today, even if they got the relevant documents of the bank safe, they thought it was just a joke.

Then, the bank's delivery truck actually sent them a load of gold.

Well, it's different, a small half is the gold bricks used for investment and financial management, and the other half is the old antique gold bricks.

Lao Du and Xu Tao stood around not far away, and their heart broke down: "I really can't do it alone, you all come to help!"

All the staff took a step back in shock.

A total of six staff members came from the bank, and they were even more like an enemy. In front of each of them was a small scale for precise weighing.

Every brick sent down has to be weighed, recorded, and videotaped, and there are several procedures, for fear that something might go wrong.

Shang Xin wailed and looked over pitifully. Zhang Li and Xiong Shengsheng still had a colleague love, so she called her assistant, manager, and some colleagues from Qingyun Entertainment on the set to help.

In the imperial capital in April, the weather is a bit more humid and cool.

The studio has constant temperature and humidity.

Shang Xin and the others worked diligently to pave the floor with gold bricks, and then used diamonds to surround it.The diamonds are not real, they are all man-made diamonds, but the quality is also first-class, and it looks like a real diamond.

There was silence in the studio.

Xue Shanshan was sipping ice cream while watching Shang Xin and the others lay down on the ground to 'play' with gold bricks. At the end of the game, it was obvious that these people were a little numb, and the way they held gold was no different from ordinary bricks.

It took a total of three and a half hours to lay the shop. After the completion of the work, the lights came on. Xu Tao, Director Du, a group of actors, staff, and the crowd who came to watch outside without knowing it, all froze on the spot and said no for a long time. speak out.