The whole world thinks I depend on my looks

Chapter 772 Do You Think I'm a Layman?
After Empress Jin told Jin Zhihan the ins and outs, she said, "It's her luck that Yanyan snatched her things!"

Jin Zhihan didn't know what to say.

But he knew that Fu Chaoyan was not such a person.

"Hey, what did you take?" Queen Mother Jin asked.

"Fu Chaoyan's signed poster." Jin Zhihan gave each of them a poster.

After all, the two of them had to stick to each other in the room.

"Ah! My daughter's handwriting is so beautiful!" Empress Jin commented: "Handwriting is like a person! Beautiful!"

Jin Zhihan said, "I'll go upstairs first."

After he went upstairs, he first called Fu Chaoyan to find out what happened.

Fu Chaoyan explained: "Su Mengxi's voice is a bit problematic, but it's gone now."

Jin Zhihan said: "You have to be careful, don't fight like this." Come back early.

"Don't worry." Fu Chaoyan said, "It's very simple for me."

"Yan, come here and wash your hair." Jin Jiaen shouted.

"Okay, stop talking, I'm dyeing my hair, see you back home!"

The phone was hung up quickly, and Jin Zhihan smiled slightly.

Afterwards, Jin Zhihan directly contacted the director of "Gold Medal Idol".

After the director received the call from this big investor, he was still a little puzzled. When he heard that it was for Fu Chaoyan again, his head hurt.

This time he managed to find a black spot of Fu Chaoyan, but he still needs to clarify?

clarify what? ? ?
He wished that Fu Chaoyan could quickly penetrate the center of the earth!
No matter how the program group edits, the stage can never be edited out.

Moreover, Fu Chaoyan's performance is outstanding, even if it is a pen-hold shot, he can go out of the circle directly.

There is one thing to say, Fu Chaoyan's pen-hold playback volume is higher than that of some stages.

Jin Zhihan said: "If you can't explain it, don't think about the next investment."

The director beat the ground, why is money involved again? !
However, now that the program group is so popular, he doesn't need to look at Jin Zhihan's face——

"In addition to my investment, I will also ask other investors in the Huaguo region to stop investing in "Gold Medal Idol"." Jin Zhihan said coldly, "If "Gold Medal Idol" treats our artists so unfairly again, we will stop investing in "Gold Medal Idol" in the future." Don't think about Chinese artists participating in "Gold Medal Idol" again!"

If it was in the past, when Huaguo's entertainment industry was not developed, it would be impossible to say such things.

But in the past few years, all the outstanding idols sent by Hua Country were eliminated by M Country in one round.

But this time, there were very few shots of them, all of which were shot by fans.

Jin Zhihan started in the entertainment industry, so instead of sending people abroad to be wronged, it is better to run his own show in China.

The director was a little nervous and said, "In the next program, we will cut Su Mengxi's throat injury into it. Do you think it's okay?"

Jin Zhihan leaned against the back of his chair and said calmly, "Cut out a preview first to clarify things."

He didn't want Fu Chaoyan to be wronged.

Director: "This late stage is very slow..."

Jin Zhihan smiled, "I used to work in entertainment media, do you think I'm a layman?"

Director: "I will edit today, and the trailer will be released tonight."

If you are a layman, you can still cheat.

But Jin Zhihan is an expert among experts.

"Send the clarification video before seven o'clock." Jin Zhihan narrowed his eyes slightly, wouldn't it be over if he said that earlier?
After hanging up the phone, the director heaved a sigh of relief.

It's really hard.

Why is it so difficult to make a show?
The director had a headache, but he could only order him to work overtime later to cut out the part about Su Mengxi's throat problem.

(End of this chapter)