Zheng Kezhen probably lost a pound of flesh this time. Broadcasts during CCTV’s prime time has always been calculated by the seconds. This publicity footage was more than five minutes long and had been broadcasted back and forth after all the hot programs. If this was not a drama being supported by CCTV’s own allied Chinese-language station no amount of money would have been able to achieve this.
Although the bus had basically travelled directly, they still took a full forty minutes to reach the Bund. While Shanghai’s always-overcrowded bus was fine for Chen Yuanming, it was not so for Xiao Junyi, who had always been picked up by various special cars from an early age.
Carmen Clovis’s expression was a little bad and he glanced at Duan Xiubo with some embarrassment.
While seated on the sofa, Chen Yuanming flipped through the freshly published newspapers as usual.
When Duan Xiubo arrived at the studio, Luo Ding happened to be recording his dance routine.
All the employees of “Fashion” were unprecedentedly busy.
Fashion magazine’s positioning had been very clear since its first publication. Luxury fashion, visual enjoyment, consumer beauty and vivid color. All these four characteristics in one publication caused the grade of the magazine to go up in no time.
Duan Xiubo sat cross-legged in the back seat of the car. While wearing a headset, he poked at the screen again to play the video.
“Are you crazy?” After steadily earning 27 times the profit and avoiding the terrible stock market plunge. Xiao Yun had just sighed with relief but who knew that Chen Yuanming would actually rush back into the stock market again at this time. He only felt that his temples were suddenly jumping. He just wanted to discipline the elders of this ignorant boy who seemed not to know the immensity of heaven and earth