How can you become a star without money?

Chapter 4 Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form.

"Ah Yao, why hasn't the contract been signed?"

Wang Yao waited a short while before He Ming pushed the door open and came in.

He looked tired and his tone was somewhat unfriendly.

Yesterday, He Ming didn't sign that little girl, Gulnazar, directly. Then, last night, he heard that Wang Yao wouldn't sign the contract. Coupled with lack of sleep, He Ming was in a bad mood.

“Mr. He, it’s not that I’m refusing to sign on purpose. I just accidentally discovered something. Please take a look at this.” Wang Yao handed over the notebook he had prepared beforehand.

He Ming frowned and looked over, his eyes widening instantly. Even with thick foundation, he couldn't hide his pale complexion.

"What...what is this thing? Where did it come from?!"

He Ming's voice suddenly turned cunning.

As a veteran in the modeling industry, the images Wang Yao showed him were far from being offensive.

He's been in the modeling industry for over a decade, and he's seen all sorts of strange and non-human beings.

What made him lose his composure was the innocent yet alluring face in the picture.

“Actually, I’m a fan of Shou Shou. I’ve been following her updates. These photos actually came out last year. Yesterday, I saw that we were going to sign her, and I felt there might be some risks involved,” Wang Yao said in a deep voice.

"You did a good job." He Ming took a deep breath, his brows furrowed, and moved the mouse.

"Mr. He, normally speaking, Meishe wouldn't easily let go of a model like Shou Shou, who already has commercial value, right? After all, the title of China's No. 1 car model can bring Meishe a lot of value." Wang Yao asked with a puzzled look.

He Ming glanced at Wang Yao's innocent face and shook his head. "What do those useless people at Meishe know about operations and hype? If they knew, would they have invested so much money in our company? Don't tell anyone about this yet. I'll talk to Meishe again to find out more. Leave these three contracts here for now."

"Okay, I'll go to work now." Wang Yao nodded, picked up his laptop, and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, leave the computer here with me." He Ming reached out and pressed down on the laptop. "What did you think of the girl Li Ai brought yesterday?"

"Very beautiful, looks like she's from northern Xinjiang, very distinctive," Wang Yao said.

"This young girl participated in a modeling competition last year, but because she lacked experience, New Ideas didn't sign her. Li Ai thought she had great potential and recommended her to me, but her mother refused, saying that the child didn't want to pursue modeling as a career."

"At that time, the Tianhuo business hadn't been established yet, so I didn't push it forward. Last month, Li Ai invited her to participate in the variety show 'Happy Late Night Show,' and we started talking again. This time, her mother has come to her senses and wants to enter the entertainment industry through modeling. We've been talking about it all day yesterday, but nothing's been decided yet." He Ming sighed as he spoke.
"And yesterday was unlucky; I ran into people from Meishe while having dinner, and they also took a liking to that girl. Although we are invested in by Meishe, we are still two separate companies, so I'd like you to step in and sign this girl."

"Huh? Me?" Wang Yao looked surprised and waved his hand, saying, "President He is joking. If you can't handle it, how can I?"

"That girl had a pretty good impression of you." He Ming winked and said, "Why do you think I would specially bring you out? There are plenty of people with good photography skills. It's just that I like you because you're good-looking, young, and attractive to girls your own age, and you can also handle older women. Cough cough, it's easier to communicate with you."

"Mr. He, you should know that I'm not good at communication," Wang Yao said with a wry smile.

“Nonsense, who’s born knowing how to run? Ah Yao, you need to understand your position. You’re a partner in the company, and I’m grooming you to be the vice president. It’s okay if you don’t know how, but you have to learn. As the company’s business grows, you’ll need to help me share the workload,” He Ming said earnestly.

Share the burden? Heh.

Wang Yao sneered inwardly, but feigned concern on the surface, saying, "President He, this is such an important matter, what if I mess it up?"

"Go ahead and do it, I'll cover for you." He Ming waved his hand and tossed over a car key. "I packaged you up yesterday, you're a rich second-generation. You can drive my BMW 523 for now. Remember to get invoices for other expenses, the company will reimburse you up to 2 yuan. Your task today is to win over that mother and daughter."

Wang Yao reached out and took it, nodding solemnly, "I understand."

How can this not be considered a paid way to pick up girls?

He Ming shared some tips on how to get along with girls, gave Wang Yao a few words of encouragement, and after watching him leave the office, his gaze returned to the photos. With a gloomy expression, he dialed a number.

"Mr. Chen, is there anything else you need to tell me about Qu Shou's matter?"

Judging from He Ming's reaction when he saw Qu Shou's photos.

He also seemed unaware of it.

In other words, the source of this problem is not inside Tianhuo.

It seems there was indeed more to the story.

"Brother, the filming studio is all set up."

Zhou Cong's voice interrupted Wang Yao's thoughts.

"I'm coming over now." Wang Yao put his car keys in his pocket and walked towards the photography studio.

The office's photography studio wasn't large; it was specifically used for interviews and shooting model portfolios. When Wang Yao pushed the door open, Nazha, who had just finished her makeup and changed her clothes, was chatting with her mother.

Upon seeing Wang Yao enter, the girl instinctively became somewhat nervous.

"Hello, Auntie, I'm Wang Yao, and I'm in charge of Miss Nazha's photoshoot today." Wang Yao greeted Nazha's mother with a warm smile.

"Young man, we meet again. Today, we'll have to trouble you to take some nice photos of Nazha." Nazha's mother smiled as she looked Wang Yao up and down.

I heard He Ming introduce him last night. This handsome boy seems to have an extraordinary background. He hasn't even graduated from university yet, but because of his love for photography, he was assigned to such a large company as a manager.

Women are naturally visual creatures, and they feel a natural affinity for anything that pleases their eyes, especially older women.

Wang Yao's appearance perfectly matches her aesthetic; he looks innocent, well-behaved, and well-mannered.

He is a good candidate for son-in-law.

"Don't worry, with your daughter's looks, even a blind person couldn't take a bad picture of her," Wang Yao said with a light laugh, his gaze sweeping over the tall, beautiful girl from head to toe.

With a light touch of makeup, her long, straight black hair tucked behind her crystal-clear ears, a white fitted T-shirt, and solid-color skinny jeans, her figure was perfectly proportioned, highlighting her rounded curves and upright posture. Her superior physique, honed through years of dance training, and her unparalleled head-to-shoulder ratio were truly pleasing to the eye.

It's just that it has some baby fat and the roughness of the original ecology of northern Xinjiang.

Hearing the praise, Naza, hiding behind her mother, smiled. "Let's test the lighting first," Wang Yao said to Naza with a smile. "Please stand in that spot."

"Go to work." Mom patted Naza's hand and sat down in the corner of the shooting room.

Naza stood obediently under the light.

Wang Yao took the camera from Zhou Cong and instructed, "Raise your head a little higher."

"To the left."

"Relax your shoulders and straighten your chest."

"Now face me, come, look at my fingers."

"Turn right."

"Squat down."

"Legged apart, shoulder-width apart."

"The waist collapsed."

Wang Yao's slightly deep and magnetic voice, carrying a series of instructions, drilled into Nazha's ears.

This made her already somewhat nervous mood even more stiff.

Moreover, because the studio was empty and quiet, she was very sensitive to every tone and even the manner of Wang Yao's voice when he gave instructions.

Nervous, uneasy, anxious.

Just as Nazha felt as if she were being suffocated by an invisible pressure,

Wang Yao's voice suddenly became clear and bright: "Very good, very beautiful."

The five words, like heavenly music, exploded in Naza's mind.

She felt her stiff blood vessels suddenly surge.

I suddenly felt an urge to cry.

This wasn't her first time being a model; she had been used to the spotlight and the gaze of others since she was a child because of her good looks.

However, this was the first time she had ever experienced such immense pressure before filming even began.

Not only her, but several other photography assistants in the studio also noticed that Wang Yao was acting differently today.

Normal lighting tests don't need to take this long, and there's no need to give so many instructions. Usually, lighting tests involve the model staying still while the lights are adjusted.

In particular, Wang Yao's tone was too mechanical and cold, which made them feel uncomfortable.

I have a feeling that this tone isn't like testing someone's skills, but more like scolding them.
"Is it too hot? You're sweating."

Naza looked up in alarm and met a pair of clear eyes full of concern.

"Yes, a little." The girl's voice trembled slightly.

"Xiao Cong, turn the temperature down a bit, we're about to start filming," Wang Yao instructed, and Zhou Cong and the others began coordinating.

With Nazha's natural beauty, she could shoot film with her eyes closed without any problems. Videography is about 30% shooting and 70% editing.

As long as the film is clean and you have a reliable retoucher, the resulting photos will be quite good.

Wang Yao wasn't testing the waters; he was probing.

To test Naza's obedience and instinctive reactions.

Wang Yao is someone who habitually seeks out the weaknesses of his targets, because as long as he grasps their weaknesses, he essentially controls them.

This makes it easier to take the initiative in the relationship.

Taking the initiative is especially important in heterosexual relationships.

In less than five minutes of probing, Wang Yao realized that Nazha was a typical 'hidden inferiority complex'.

This personality type may appear proud and confident, but is actually quite insecure.

Its characteristic is that it needs to constantly prove itself to maintain its high self-esteem and self-confidence.

When Wang Yao gave her the order, he deliberately gave the same order multiple times to observe Nazha's reaction. Even though it was the same action, she did it differently each time, and it was obvious that she had deliberately adjusted it.

This personality type is inherently anxious, excessively afraid of exposing their shortcomings, so they strive to do everything perfectly, constantly adjusting themselves, which in turn exacerbates their anxiety and leads to a collapse in confidence.

Girls with this personality type are often prone to being love-struck, because they are easily manipulated by psychological manipulation (PUA).

The method is also very simple: just find the 'strength' she values ​​most and then question it. You don't need to do much. They will objectify their inferiority complex and then attach themselves to the person who questions and corrects them.

The moment he pressed the shutter, Wang Yao also clearly perceived the girl's fatal weakness.

Naza's advantage is obvious: her appearance.

She was incredibly confident in her appearance, yet also incredibly insecure.

Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form.

(End of this chapter)