drink--

What does this look like?

This is like being in the imperial court and submitting a document, but it cannot be delivered to the emperor and is directly screened and detained by the senior ministers.

Depend on!

When they neutralize the media they are easy to bully!

The little commentator made a phone call to the little secretary Qian Yousheng.

With this wealth, he is like the chief steward of the imperial family, and he is a close minister!

They also have connections with the media, right?

"You guys, please stop causing trouble. I'm extremely busy. Let's try another day."

When Qian Yousheng arrived at the new company, his head was filled with tension.

Big companies are not like small companies.

The pace, the competition, it's great.

Many princelings were eyeing his position, so he refused to step down.

Zhonghe Media took a listen.

Finished!

It's all over!

This time he really fell out of favor.

They found Director Hu and made a small report quietly.

"Our Mr. Qiao's hand injury has healed and we can record the show. Director, please call Mr. Qiao back."

Director Hu doesn’t dare!

After Qiao Yu was injured, his father, the old principal, and the BGI physician personally came to the TV station and asked Qiao Yu to go behind the scenes and not be allowed to go on stage.

How could he have the right to call Qiao Yu over?

The little commentator was dumbfounded.

"We, Mr. Qiao, really can't go on stage, so what are the ratings for Xia Ke Xing?"

Director Hu rolled his eyes at him.

"There's Jiang Yan. Besides, except for those guys in Taibai Mountain who don't have any fans, the rest of them have a lot of fans."

Where does this make sense?

Zhonghe Media is autistic.

Everyone in the company is in despair.

Director Hu couldn't bear to see them dying, so he came up with an idea.

"If you, Zhonghe Media, sign Jiang Yan and Su Heng, we can apply for the professional arena competition and continue our cooperation when the Xia Ke Xing is finished."

In this way, we moved from variety shows to regular competitions.

The people from Zhonghe Media are on fire again.

The path of the Chief Imperial Officer was unavailable, so they thought of another way.

Just give Qiao Yu some pillow air.

The only people who can blow the pillow wind are two little followers, Jiang Yin and Wen Su.

To please them is better than anything else.

These two boys, Jiang Yin and Wen Su, are thieves.

After staying with Qiao Yu for a long time, I only have three words: shameless.

I ate a lot of snacks but didn't say anything.

no way.

The prince is too poor.

They are all so poor that they plunder their private money.

How is it possible to have money to invest in Zhonghe Media? It will only be about the same after the year. Not to mention, we have to select a pharmacist and prepare a lot of money.

"Mr. Qiao still doesn't agree? Brother Mingying, you won't fall out of favor, will you?"

"Wen Su, didn't you say that your prince likes you the most?"

The two boys stared, angry.

This is to sow discord between them and the Crown Prince!

Jiang Yin started blowing pillow wind that night.

He got under the covers and squeezed his face, making a banging sound.

"Prince, if we have money, we should build the winery as soon as possible, and Zhonghe Media will let it go."

Wen Su also quietly sneaked into the study room and diligently studied ink for Qiao Yu.

"Prince, do you really want to go to Zhonghe Media tomorrow? Come play with me. We haven't played together for a long time."

Dry!

Zhonghe Media gritted its teeth.

Want to beat them.

However, Qiao Yu is really busy and can't take care of the media company at all.

Because she is preparing to choose a pharmacist.

Huanong personally went to the capital and found a group of senior pharmacists who were preparing for internship for her, and Qiao Yu personally evaluated them.

"I wonder if I can see Dr. Song during today's assessment."

"I heard that Dr. Song is Professor Hua's most proud disciple."
Chapter completed!