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The few men and women finally selected have really good images, youthful and energetic, and at first glance they remind people of youth, summer, and the sweet and sour taste.

But the problem is, these guys are only good for appearances...

Alia didn't even dare to think about inviting them to be spokespersons, wondering what the reputation of the game would be in the future.

Basically, you want to play games and become a master, right?

Obviously, the other party was also a little confused.

The main thing is that I didn’t expect that Alia would actually pay them to be the spokesperson and need to take the test.

What quirk?

But Party A paid the money, so Party A is the boss, and the agent can only advise the artist to be patient.

Alia looked through the test paper and felt her blood pressure rising, so she quickly covered it and stopped looking at it.

Aunt Zhou was speechless and could only smile awkwardly: "Meet the spokesperson..."

In fact, these 'young people' still have basic manners, or they know who to behave in front of.

The existence of Alia's size is like a dragon crossing the river to people in all circles, an absolute dimensionality reduction attack.

The other party had already heard from his agent and acted very well-behaved when facing Alia.

Alia looked at them. Feminine? Handsome? Or should I say typical idol style?

She wore light makeup, sprayed nice perfume, had a slightly exaggerated hairstyle, and dressed fashionably.

Alia chatted with them for a while and easily got information about their past experiences.

I have been sent to so-called art training since I was young. Now I am an adult and of university age, but my basic education is only at the junior high school level.

Hmm... Thinking of the previous first-grade test paper, Ailia sighed and thought that this junior high school was also very watered down.

There are also many questions when chatting.

The first point is that they don’t seem to have a complete knowledge system.

It's not that there are mistakes or omissions, but that they simply cannot understand these things - their basic knowledge of economy, politics, geography and culture does not exist.

They talk about gossip in the circle and various entertainment contents. They are very knowledgeable and enjoy talking about all kinds of gossip.

But when it comes to specific problems in reality, they seem confused and their lack of knowledge is evident.

Alia chatted with them, talking about the market for thousand-yuan phones, the current average income and population in rural areas, and the customer base of flagship phones.

They hummed and hawed, and then said that this was the case, they felt so too, and it was also the case in their hometown city.

Aunt Zhou listened to the names of the provinces and then the other party's suffixes of the cities behind them. She could only cover her face and sigh.

I have heard of Tianhai City, but I have never heard of Henan City or Hebei City. Do these people have no idea about the basic regional administrative planning?

Then there is the problem of expression. They have absolutely no ability to express themselves logically.

When Ailia talks about an event, she can describe the cause, process and result in just a few words.

The other party talked about gossip in the circle, which made everyone feel painful to hear - he liked her, then she liked him, then he fought with him, and then she was with him.

Aunt Zhou tried hard to figure it out in her mind for a few minutes, but she couldn't hear clearly what happened to the three people in the end.

...Maybe they are all dead.

She speechlessly wanted to stop Alia, "Miss, don't compete with them."

But Alia stopped her and continued to communicate with the other party.

Soon, Aunt Zhou also frowned and realized something was wrong.

If these children may be considered uneducated and ignorant at the beginning, then in-depth conversations will expose each other's value problems.

Their emotions are almost numb. At such a young age, they are unable to empathize with normal emotions. Objective numbness is more terrifying than subjective lack of ambition.

As soon as they left the lounge, Alia's face darkened.

Aunt Zhou said cautiously: "Miss, we will change a group of spokespersons..."

"They had a conflict when they were filming earlier. What happened?"

What happened? During the previous shoot, the photographer asked the other party to pose, but due to the problem of props preparation, the handover was not done properly.

The result was that these young artists just left with a sullen face, and only came back after their agents had to persuade them again and again.

They have two different faces in front of the staff and in front of Alia.

"It's not because they are flattering their superiors and looking down on their subordinates, but because they simply don't have effective emotional management. They are like a group of children."

Yan Song, who had done too much HR work in the HR department, sighed, "Miss, I don't think such an idol is suitable to endorse a game console. It won't have a good impact."

Alia crossed her arms and said, "It's more than bad... Let's change someone. If that doesn't work, let's find a cat to represent us."

"……cat?"

"At least no one says there's anything wrong with cats because they can't read. I can't afford to lose face if they can't even write a few words about Aixing Technology."

Alia can basically understand why there are so many messes in the entertainment industry.

Slow-paced entertainment such as reading and watching movies that allow them to calm down no longer works for them.

Their numb minds can only be activated by short-term, high-intensity stimulation, and with their "financial resources", drinking, clubbing, and racing are naturally easy for them.

If these don't work, then pornography, gambling and drugs are just a thin line away - a life without goals will only lead to such debauchery.

These children are about the same age as Alia, but their moral values are so weak that they are almost indifferent, and utilitarianism is everywhere in their words and deeds.

"Auntie Zhou, how is Xiaomei doing recently?"

"… She was studying drama. She had always wanted to enter this so-called circle. The glamorous life had bewitched her."

Aunt Zhou didn’t say the second half of the sentence—what really woke the child up was not what he saw and heard after entering the circle, but the existence of Alia.

Everything is afraid of comparison. No matter how glamorous and beautiful the so-called sister is, she is nothing in front of a human wrench like Alia who is shining all over.

No matter how exquisite or elegant they are, how can they compare to the unbridled and ostentatious display of the brilliant sun?

Meimei actually doesn’t want to be a star anymore, she wants to be the second Alia - her current path is to study hard and make progress every day.

Alia looked back at the idols in the glass window.

They have exquisite makeup and their skin is like gold and jade. Every little girl can be excited after seeing them.

But inside there is only decay and mud. This existence, piled up by capital, is like a grotesque product fabricated by the fight between the evil god and Nuwa.

"We were planning to have them make a short film, but now it seems... forget it."

Yan Song handed Alia a report: "This is Mr. Zhou's previous development plan. My opinion is that it should be reviewed again."

Ailia took it and looked at it. It was an old-fashioned entertainment company. Aunt Zhou's idea was neither good nor bad.

Aunt Zhou was surprised and looked up and down at Yan Song who was following behind Alia. What does this boy do?

“Advertising, marketing, public opinion… well… it’s a mess.”

Ailia handed the project plan to Aunt Zhou and asked, "Have all the copyrights and special effects films I bought before been stored?"

"It's basically done."

"I have too much money lately and nowhere to spend it. It's rare that a competitor wants to have a verbal fight with me, so let's fight together."

"...?"

"Find another notebook and write it down. All of this is Xiao Liu's fault!"

"..."

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"Yan Song?"

Looking at the resume file in his hand, Prime Minister Lei showed an expression that said "I have seen this sister before".

"I checked him out before, and I have an impression of him - what's wrong?"

"The eldest lady recruited him as an administrative assistant."

"Oh, that's good. He still has some ability."

Prime Minister Lei didn't care and put the resume aside and continued to process documents.

"No, Brother Fan—he's an administrative assistant!"

"So?" Prime Minister Lei looked up in surprise: "What do you want to say?"

"Is the young lady in love with someone else?"

"..." Prime Minister Lei scratched his ears and said, "Jiang Wei, can you please say what you just said again?"

Jiang Wei smiled awkwardly: "Just kidding, just kidding... Mainly, I just feel it's not appropriate, right..."

"There's nothing inappropriate about that. If I hear you gossiping behind my back again, I'll beat you up!"

Lei Fan is really not good at fighting, his combat power is too weak.

Not to mention the existence of supermodels like Alia, even Ai Rulong and Lu Wuxia were more martial than him.

When Ai Rulong opened the store, he had to snatch the storefront and territory from others on the street.

Not to mention Lu Wuxia, Jiang Tianyi's biological father Jiang Zhenxiong is still practicing the joke that "going to jail is the only way out for big water pipes."

With Lei Fan's physique, he can only bully Jiang Wei, the person he brought up.

After all, he is Jiang Wei's master and elder brother. If he really fights, Jiang Wei will probably be beaten back.

Seeing Brother Fan picking up the thermos cup at hand, Jiang Wei shrank his neck and said, "I am just concerned about the young lady."

"I need you to care!" Lei Fan unscrewed the thermos cup, took a sip of tea, smacked his lips and said, "If we really were in love, I'd feel more at ease."

Two question marks popped up in Jiang Wei's mind, but he didn't know that Lei Fan was thinking about the fact that Ailia liked sweet and soft girls.

You said that the gentleman and the lady only have this one daughter, so how could they have to watch their family die out?

Ugh……

After taking another look at Yan Song's resume, Prime Minister Lei became a bit picky like an old father.

Well - average looks - just okay academic qualifications - ability remains to be seen, but the reputation is just good.

"Why does Miss suddenly need an administrative assistant?"

"Oh, it seems to be the property department. Didn't the young lady mess with the supermarkets before? Now she is going to mess with the advertising and media department again."

Prime Minister Lei blinked, and the image of Alia dressed as a plumber and breaking through obstacles emerged in his mind.

So she really treated the twelve shareholders as copies of her fights?

"So, Yan Song is her agent?"

"The eldest lady didn't say she wanted to debut, did she?"

"Oh...then it's okay."

……

“Why don’t you debut?”

“Why do you want to debut?”

"You can become an idol if you debut!"

"Become a nine-leaky fish?"

"Tsk - those who are uneducated are a minority!"

"Hehe..." Alia curled her lips: "Okay, stop talking. I'm not interested."