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After the details of the donation were made public on the Bazaar Charity Night, the major media rushed on it collectively like a tram idiot who met a cute girl, and launched a group fight-style satirical report, and at the same time triggered a wave of scolding and carnival of melon-eating people. ◢ with ◢ dream ◢ small ◢ .lā

Among them, some media reporters still write from a more traditional angle, focusing on the clothing, position, and content of the charity night itself to carry out a series of detailed and boring reports, but due to the lack of explosive points such as tearing and grabbing seats for this charity night, the attention received by these reports is lackluster.

But as long as it is a report that is related to the details of the donation, even if the title and content do not have a clear purpose to lead the war, but the donation details are pasted up in a decent manner, and the number of clicks and replies will explode.

At this moment, many artists who participated but did not donate were really confused, and a few came to the stage to contribute their talents, but they did not really take out real money, and they were also scolded for being called a dog blood sprayer.

Cao Fang has not yet sorted out his thoughts on charity, but because he is in it, although he has not thought about it, he also vaguely feels that Bazaar's approach is a bit problematic.

He glanced at the list of donations and the first one was Jiang Chen.

The content of the donation is still a mountain ambulance, with ten vehicles as a convoy, the unit price is 80,000 yuan, and one convoy is 800,000 yuan. Jiang Chen is not a local tyrant-level actor, in addition to the wood carvings he spent 1.8 million yuan on charity auctions, he also directly donated five teams, with a total of 4 million.

followed by Yu Jing, Cui Guanhai and other large votes, and also donated more than one million.

After that, there are 800,000 of them.

Cao Fang saw that his name was also among them, and what surprised him was that he also saw Fu Hanlin's name.

This really made him unexpected, reminisced about the past, and remembered that when the university scholar was in the Xianjian crew, but the young man who had to keep an account to buy a cooked food seemed to owe Li Jiayao a lot of debt, if it wasn't for Xie Yanting coming forward...... I forgot to ask her, did you pay for this product?

…… I guess I should have paid it back.

Cao Fang was a little ashamed of this...... I still haven't realized it.

Although everyone in the fairy sword is currently counting on the drama, but in terms of income, he is a lot higher than Fu Hanlin, and even he took out the 800,000 yuan himself, and it is estimated that the donation of the scholar this time is really squeezing out the wallet, and I am afraid that he has pasted the salary for more than a year.

But think of his birth...... Perhaps his compassion for children in the mountains is indeed beyond that of the vast majority of artists in the entertainment industry.

Cao Fangfang's current thinking is still limited to the unreasonableness of donations, many artists do have the intention of donating, but not all artists can take such a minimum consumption lightly. Some artists have a lot of filming, but most of the remuneration goes to the company, and some have vampires at home, and they don't have the spare power to help the world at all, let alone take such a large sum of money in one go.

According to his idea, charity should not limit any minimum consumption in the first place. Co-author: If I have a net worth of only 500,000 yuan, if I am willing to take out 100,000 yuan to give love, you still think I am stumbling and unwilling to accept it, and then go back and expose the donation details, tell the world that I am coming, I see it, I will not pay for it, and then I will be infamy?

What's more, you invited me here......

The butt decides the head, and Cao Yifang's macro understanding of the entire entertainment industry is still very shallow, and he only thinks from the perception of his own participants. In fact, Bazaar has its reasons for anger, as well as the absolute motive of making the details of the donation public, and the entertainment people attending the meeting do have many grievances, but in the carnival of the people's moral correctness, no artist dares to speak out.

I can only see the boundless scolding and venting on the Internet.

Cao Fang closed his mobile phone and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Why do you want to do so much, anyway, the master donated it......

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Although Cao Yifang showed his face on stage this time, most of the news media have nothing to do with him, and on the occasion of superstar-studded gatherings, his coffee position is similar to that of other celebrities with similar popularity, but he makes a cameo appearance in the media report page, not to mention the trick, but it is only a small supporting role.

What he didn't know was that because his exposure was far lower than expected, Chen Yaman, who had just returned to Jianghai City at this moment, found Liu Meng, who had just returned from the rehearsal of his drama club, and had a serious quarrel.

In the office, Chen Yaman unceremoniously snatched Liu Meng's e-cigarette, and slammed it on the wooden tabletop, making a muffled sound.

"Are the copywriters and propaganda in our studio eating chicken? I finally helped Cao Yifang win the opportunity to appear on stage at the charity night, and the studio didn't put a single fart?

Liu Meng also had a good temper, and helplessly glanced at Chen Yaman, who was in a frenzy, and wanted to find something to cover up...... I could only pick up the teacup and pretend to take a sip: "Personally, I think that the exposure of one party is enough, and the actor still has to talk about the work." ”

"You've lived in vain for more than 40 years, haven't you?"

Chen Yaman was annoyed by his innocence and laughed: "Or did you just cross over in the 90s? It's 208 now! How many good works are there on the market now? How many good works are there that don't hit the streets? How many good works can we win with the resources of our studio? Without exposure and no traffic, which crew is willing to spend money to invite him?"

Hearing these words, Liu Meng felt a little annoyed, frowned and said: "Do you think this is normal? So we should correct the mistakes of the market, the artists in our studio, try to minimize those abnormal hype and exposure, I will screen and invest in good works, and strive to use the ...... that best suits them."

"Yes, yes, you are high, you are great. ”

Chen Yaman sneered: "But among the several works you have successfully invested in, which one is really good?"

Liu Meng was silent.

"The market is like this, existence is reasonable, we are just people in this circle, I am, you too, don't lose your temper. Chen Ya poked Liu Meng's little heart lightly: "You are high, so you don't film anymore, but you want to build a studio to support the righteousness of the literary and art world, dare to ask if you succeed?"

Liu Meng didn't speak, and Chen Yaman was aggressive: "If you really want to gamble with real money, you should vote for the script written by Cao Fangfang, but you didn't." Our studio has now lost Qin Xiaoni, Chen Jin is a down-to-earth acting school, but he can't be popular in the current market at all! Luo Li is okay, he can make money, but this product is now full of magazines, and he wants to take the model route, and he will still be a cheating guy in the future! Only Cao Fangfang can handle it now, so you don't care about it? Just let me be busy alone, am I an agent or a thousand-armed Guanyin?"

Before leaving, Chen Yaman finally threw down a sentence: "Don't let people be poached, only to know that you regret it." ”

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Coming to Xiangshan Film and Television City, Cao Yifang and others quickly returned to work, but the situation that Chen Yaman expected soon appeared, and the heads of many entertainment companies tried to bypass Liumeng Studio through various channels and directly called Cao Fangfang.

Including the Shuguang Media he went to when he wanted to sign a contract with a company before, this local entertainment company in Jianghai City felt good about himself at the time and did not give an inch to the terms of the contract.

This time, a person in charge contacted him, probably to show his attention, and this time it was the second-in-command of Shuguang Media, General Manager Qi Rui, who called.

Cao Fang didn't know her, but just listened to the voice, like a gentle and lovely ...... Middle-aged woman.

"One side. Qi Rui was on the phone, very gentle: "I am also a fan of yours personally, I have been following you since your first work came out, and then I heard that you once came to our company to talk about signing a contract, but because of the contract period, I didn't talk about it...... I really didn't know about it, and because of this, the agent was later demoted. After thinking about it, I still want to talk to you about it again. ”

"Mr. Qi. Cao Fang really has no interest in defaulting, and said honestly: "I signed a contract with the studio for two years, and now there are a lot of film contracts, and even if I may find another home in two years, but it is not time yet, I will not break the contract." ”

After Qi Rui fought for a few words, he found that Cao Fang was very resolute, so he retreated: "You might as well listen to the new contract conditions we gave first, even if you wait until a year later, your contract expires and then sign it...... And it's ...... to sign in advance."

It's twelve o'clock at noon, Cao Yifang and others are resting with makeup, I have to say that the control of the time of harassment calls is accurate, it is difficult to determine the time to end work at night, and it is difficult to grasp the sleep and start time of the actors in the morning, only a moment at noon is the most suitable call time.

Cao Yifang thought to himself, Jia Chao still lacks training, this kind of call does not say the purpose first, and only asks Cao Yifang to answer the call, which is ten times the purpose is similar......

"Let's be honest. ”..

He couldn't help but interrupt the old woman's chatter, and put an end to her thoughts with one sentence: "For long-term consideration, if I don't renew the contract in the future, I also plan to sign a brokerage company in Beijing." ”

Qi Rui had nothing to say, was silent for a moment, and estimated that compared with the strength of his company and the giants in the Beijing circle, there was indeed no competitiveness.

A few more polite words, hoping that Cao Fang would change his mind, and the call would be over.

Hanging up the phone and letting out a sigh of relief, Cao Fang found that "Guo Jing" next to him was also on the phone, and it was a video call, which would actually make a grimace at the phone.

In the scene of the Heroes Conference in the afternoon, most of their main actors will gather in Guiyunzhuang at the filming point, Chen Xuanyi's Guo Jing looks handsome unprecedented, he is an artist with a cold face, he is completely able to control the ancient costume headgear, at this moment the lips and chin are glued with beards, and he looks ten years older all of a sudden, but he is becoming more and more dignified and upright.

But he's grimacing.

Mourning is on a video call with his one-and-a-half-year-old daughter, but his grimace ...... Without any sense of fatherly love, Cao Fang felt frightened.

He rolled his eyes, stretched out his tongue, and then still, a zombie-like chuckle coming out of his throat...... There was no light in the room at the moment, it was very dim, and it looked like a hanged man.

However, the goose, in the mobile phone, soon sounded the giggling laughter of children.

Then Chen Xuanyi also smiled, with a rare 100% smile in his eyes, and turned his head to look at the stunned Cao Fangfang proudly.

"Come, say hello to Uncle Cao. ”

He turned the screen of his mobile phone, and Cao Fang saw the little girl carved in pink, who was being held under her armpit by a pair of women's hands, looking curiously.

Cao Fang showed a smile that he thought was charming, and stretched out his hand to greet him: "Hi." ”

The child's expression froze slightly, and then suddenly began to cry.

"Boom ......"

Cao Fang's expression also froze, he was very surprised and frustrated, and looked at Chen Xuanyi helplessly.

Chen Xuanyi smiled silently, turned the phone back, and continued to make terrifying grimaces to tease his daughter......

That's really ...... The upper beam collapsed and the lower beam was wonderful.

……

"Share your personal Weibo to show you. ”

Chen Xuanyi said: "I admire him a lot, he is very straightforward, the entertainment industry needs such a person." On the matter of charity night, he expressed a little more opinion, and was scolded very badly. ”

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