C1 Forced to Open for Business

"Ji'er, for the sake of the company having treated you well for so many years, don't reject this reality show. "We have no choice. But because we are going to shoot the reality show together, we arranged for you and Soong Han to be together. Don't make things difficult for us."

In the huge resting room, the assistant and part-time manager, Adi, had already persuaded this big star. Jee Yuanzhi had been in the room for half an hour, but he was not moved at all.

Adi wiped the sweat off his forehead. He could understand. Soong Han and he were like ice and fire.

Jee Yuanzhi and Soong Han had a bad relationship. It was something famous in the entertainment industry.

Jee Yuanzhi was a film and music artist. He was a singer and a singer. He was a popular idol. Soong Han, on the other hand, was one of the youngest film emperors in the industry. He was well received. He was gentle and honest.

In the entertainment industry, there were benefits and resources involved. In addition, there were quite a number of people who blushed when they saw each other after some private grudges. It was impossible to count them all. Therefore, the public was used to it and could understand it.

These two people were - You don't like me, but I see that you still find you annoying, and you dislike the two of them.

This wasn't unilateral disgust, but a clear disagreement between the two parties. But when they heard that the relationship between the brokers of these two families is not shallow, naturally, they heard about it...

Of course, this kind of public provocation had happened more than once. The relationship between idols was bad, so the fans naturally did not like each other no matter how they looked at each other.

Today, I'll tear up your artiste. Tomorrow, I'll be sarcastic with your artiste. It's just like this that's strange and maintains the two big shots in the entertainment industry.

The two brokerage companies were different. Recently, they received the same invitation - an invitation to a reality show.

Lemon Station released a new program: Me and my little friend.

It was a gold-class reality show. It was said that the investors had arranged for the two of them to record the program together. You said that you invited Soong Han and the other girls, but later on, you changed your mind and threw the olive branch into Jee Yuanzhi's company.

Perhaps the investors also felt that these two people had something to talk about and could be molded.

Before the program "Me and My Little Friend" was set up, Lemon Desk produced a similar treatment variety a few years ago. In the end, it messed up. There was a lot of cursing. This time, his son caught up with the trend and arranged it again.

The father of the investor was too mighty. With money, he could indeed do whatever he wanted.

The company knew that the two of them were not on good terms. They would not be childish enough to offend such a resourceful investor for the sake of this person's private matters. They could only ask them to sacrifice themselves to protect the big picture.

Under Adi's earnest persuasion to the point where his lips were dry and cracked, Jee Yuanzhi's eyes and tail bulged. He lightly looked at Adi. "It's just a show, right? If I show it well in front of the camera, I'll have money to take it?"

Although it was a small number of students, it was not like they did not care about money. If his savings could allow him to buy a few more houses, he would definitely not agree to it.

Finally willing to let go, Adi almost knelt down to thank the heavens. He nodded like a chick pecking at rice. "Yes, yes, yes. As long as you perform in front of the camera, it will be fine. Don't overdo it. I won't harm you."

The two of them graduated from acting and pretended to be casual.

They just wanted to see if the two of them were willing.

Jee Yuanzhi rested his chin in his hand and was deep in thought. It was not without reason that he stood out like a dark horse in a few short years.

He was now red, and red could be eaten as food.

However, he absolutely could not be used as food. Adi had just figured out all the pros and cons. He did not want to make a scene like this.

He put down his long legs and twisted his body along with his comfortable posture. He leaned on the sofa with a face full of death. "Alright, alright. I agree."