Chapter 149
Chapter 149
"Help me make another new PR plan,
Then we'll go to Manager Zhao's office and discuss it with him to see his reaction."
Qi Jia lowered his voice and told Chen Yuwen about his idea,
"What then?"
Chen Yuwen looked at him in confusion, always feeling that Qi Jia had only said half of his words,
"Nothing else, you just need to make the plan,
I can know whether Manager Zhao is the black fan leader behind the scenes."
Qi Jia waved his hand without much explanation. He really didn't finish.
It's not that he didn't believe Chen Yuwen, but he was worried that after telling her, her acting skills would be too poor.
Then in the office, she would behave like a greenhorn, which would easily alert Manager Zhao.
"Okay, no problem, I'll make the plan tonight and go to him tomorrow morning."
Chen Yuwen didn't ask any more questions, nodded, and immediately opened the PPT to start writing the plan,
while Qi Jia picked up his phone, searched for a while, thought about it, and opened WeChat to find Xiao Tudou.
On the other hand, the supervision team returned to the hotel and noticed the changes in public opinion on the Internet. Chen Hai slammed the table and said angrily, "It's absurd. I think these so-called Internet celebrities are really hungry! They dare to make any dirty money. Director Li, I suggest that we take advantage of this opportunity to take down a group of them and give those Internet celebrities a warning. Let them know that the Internet is not a lawless place and they must be responsible for what they say!" Director Li thought silently for a while, and finally nodded after weighing the pros and cons. "I agree, but only the main culprit will be killed, not the little devils, and the scope must be controlled. In addition, urge the Shanghai Cultural Administration Bureau to issue the penalty notice tomorrow!" Chen Hai nodded, turned to look at Fu Ying and another member of the supervision team, and both nodded and immediately went down to execute. More than half an hour later, Fu Ying came over and put the computer on the table. Chen Hai and the others ended their conversation and looked at the screen. "Director, team leader, I compared and analyzed the number of followers, platform weight, video likes, playbacks, reposts, interactions and other data of the accounts involved, and screened out 100 accounts. Among them, the top ten accounts accounted for the largest proportion of online voice in this talk show incident. In addition, I also traced the video content and online comments of these ten accounts in the past two years, and found that most of them involved pro-Japanese and pro-Beauty, distorted facts, and published inappropriate comments." Chen Hai nodded while listening, and suddenly his expression was a little surprised. He pointed to a name in the table, "Why is Brother Song San also on this? He is ranked third!" "He is also here?" Director Li was also stunned when he heard it, and then he came forward curiously, reaching out and clicking the link in the table, and the page immediately jumped to the corresponding account homepage, Director Li took a look and found that it was really Brother Song San. That classic rock hairstyle, a pair of round-frame glasses on his chubby round face, and a folding fan in his hand.
"He was one of the first public intellectuals to criticize Qi Jia, and because of his special identity,
so, not long after the video was posted, it attracted many netizens to forward it."
After listening to Fu Ying's explanation,
Chen Hai clicked on the latest video on Song Sange's homepage.
The video is not long, only about five minutes,
but after watching it, both of them frowned. It's not surprising to have seen people praising the United States and Japan.
But this time Song Sange actually praised the Shenyou Country,
and said that the Shenyou Country is the most peaceful country he has ever seen, without fighting or competing,
and the people can say whatever they want, completely free.
In the end, he was also heartbroken about Qi Jia's rumor about the happy fruit culture,
and reflected from the bottom of his heart, why can't we learn from the peacefulness of the Shenyou Country in our country.
"Director, should we kill him?"
Chen Hai smacked his lips and looked at his leader. He knew that there was something fishy behind Brother Song San.
He had connections with many big guys and could not be easily touched.
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November 24, 9 am,
Manager Zhao looked at Chen Yuwen and Qi Jia in surprise and walked into his office.
"Is there anything?"
He asked, but he was thinking, "Could it be that Qi Jia has given in and wants the company to save him?"
The two sat down. Chen Yuwen explained his intention first.
Manager Zhao looked as if it was true. He glanced at the PR plan casually and looked embarrassed.
"Qi Jia, it's not that I don't want to help you.
The company has invested a lot of resources to solve your problem.
Now many artists have complaints and think that the company is too biased towards you.
I suggest that we wait and see? Maybe in a few days, these remarks will beIt will disappear by itself.
It is said that netizens only have a three-second memory~”
This is half true and half false. It is false that the artist has an opinion.
But it is true that the company does not want to spend money on Qi Jia anymore.
The reason is very simple. Since the company has already joined forces with the capital behind Kaixinuo Culture,
then Qi Jia has no chance of survival.
The company does not need to waste money on him anymore. Every bit of money saved is a bit of money saved.
After Manager Zhao finished speaking, he looked at Qi Jia, who was lowering his head and placing his hands under the table.
He couldn't help but feel a little regretful. If he had known this, why did he do it in the first place?
Talent can never defeat capital.
At this moment, Qi Jia's face was dejected, and he no longer had the high-spirited spirit of the past.
After a while, he raised his head and looked at Manager Zhao.
"Mr. Zhao, do you think I still have a chance? ”
The tone lacked the vigor of a young man, but instead had more of the sadness of an old man.
"Boss Zhao, I beg you to help me one last time. Whether it succeeds or not, I will remember it in my heart.
I will listen to you in the future. Whatever you say is what it is!"
After saying this, Boss Zhao thought about it seriously, and a few strange things flashed in his eyes.
He knew Qi Jia's ability. Although he made such a big fuss now,
but after hiding for a few years, he would slowly come back and rely on the company's operations. He still had a lot of value.
This was also the idea of the president and the others. If they took the opportunity to train Qi Jia into their own direct line,
it would also be of great benefit to their future development in the company.
After weighing the pros and cons, Manager Zhao made a reluctant expression and sighed,
"Alas, there is really nothing I can do about you."
"I will help you fight for it with the higher-ups again, but this is the last time.
Whether it succeeds or not depends on your luck. "
Qi Jia's expression changed at the speed of light, and his depressed face instantly showed joy.
Then his eyes turned red, and tears flashed faintly.
"Thank you! Mr. Zhao, I will never forget your kindness in my life."
Manager Zhao looked at Qi Jia's excited expression, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart.
No matter how talented and popular you are, you still have to bow to me in the end.
Coming out of the office,
Chen Yuwen looked at Qi Jia with a puzzled look, waiting for his explanation,
"Sister, I have something to do, so I'll leave first."
Unexpectedly, Qi Jia hurriedly left after saying this.
"What the hell!"
Chen Yuwen complained and walked back to his office.
Not long after he sat down, the door was opened again with a bang!
The little assistant rushed in with a look of surprise, and didn't even have time to knock on the door.
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