How did I become a god

Chapter 1753 The Future Number One

Chapter 1753 The Future Number One

Liao Rong, dressed in an elegant and expensive blue shirt and a white pencil skirt, with her shapely and straight legs encased in black stockings, stood outside the spacious desk. Her 1.66-meter-tall figure was curvaceous, making her a stunningly beautiful and mature woman.

However, she felt that compared to Wen Xiaoli, the newly popular figure beside President Jing, her appearance was slightly inferior.

It wasn't about looks or figure; she was quite confident in her D-cup size. Rather, it was the woman before her who possessed a classical and elegant charm that set her apart. Her graceful movements were captivating, making her instantly recognizable.

All I can say is that Mr. Jing has a very discerning and excellent eye.

However, that address of "Brother Jing" made her smile slightly. Could it be that Assistant Wen wanted something from her?

Otherwise, why would they publicize their close relationship with Mr. Jing?

We have to do it if we can!

You have to win over the people around President Jing, just like when she first arrived, she gave gifts to her three top secretaries, Guan Yujia, Feng Wan, and Zheng Xiaobing.

Liao Rong was unaware that the beautiful Wen had just received a promise and comfort that morning, and that this was the sweetness and happiness she was feeling at the moment that made the slip of her tongue.

Jing Gao glanced at his watch; it was 11:42. A bit early for lunch, as he'd had a late breakfast. But he figured he could sit in the restaurant, chat with them, and wait for lunch. He turned and invited, "President Liao, let's have lunch together!"

He was very interested in the two points raised by Liao Rong, and she was indeed a reliable helper!

His initiative and autonomy are much stronger than those of his former assistant, Fang Shaofan.

Therefore, he didn't mind turning lunch into a "favor meal" to express his satisfaction with Liao Rong.

Liao Rong smiled gently, exuding the charm of a mature and alluring woman, but declined, saying, "Mr. Jing, I won't bother you any longer."

Now that the overall strategic direction is set, I need to go back and organize the details of Phoenix Film and Television, and try to report back to you again at the banquet inside the Leon Lai Show tonight.

"Mr. Jing, I brought someone I'd like to recommend for your dinner: Bai Lu, a newly signed actress from Phoenix Film & Television. She's twenty-four years old and a rising star in the industry. I'm grooming her to be the company's future leading lady. What do you think…"

Jing Gao smiled and waved his hand. Liao Rong was indeed very hardworking; he liked his subordinates' diligence. Of course, when it came to himself, he preferred a more relaxed lifestyle. "Never mind, I'm not interested. You can train her properly."

He has too many things to worry about lately, and he's been spending a lot of energy on them, so he's quite wise.

He wasn't interested in Shu Mengfu, the beautiful secretary Guan Guan had arranged for him today. He certainly didn't want to see any newcomers from Phoenix Film & Television whose names he'd never even heard of.

Liao Rong smiled slightly and said, "President Jing, I understand your standards. Lu Lu had a physical examination at Henghu Hospital in Shanghai, and the results are verifiable. She's a very clean girl."

"No need." Jing Gao walked out from his desk, shook hands with Liao Rong, and said goodbye.

Liao Rong was not discouraged. She smiled and bent down slightly, leaning close to Jing Gao and whispering, "My dear CEO Jing, who else would the company's top female star follow if not you? Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to hold onto her position as the top female star."

Lu Lu is a kind and obedient girl who is also hardworking and dedicated to her work on set. She's a natural-born star. In the past few years, she has become quite famous, and her popularity is even higher than that of Jing Tian, ​​who played Si Teng a couple of years ago.

It only needs one hit drama to take off.

I spent a lot of money to recruit her to Phoenix Media, just waiting to promote her and make her a pillar of the company. In this era of internet traffic, Phoenix Media certainly values ​​acting skills.

However, the performance brought by a top-tier celebrity is incomparable to that of an actor.

With our current scale and industry standing, Phoenix Media can criticize the phenomenon of prioritizing popularity and demand that acting skills be the foundation, but we cannot exist without top-tier celebrities to uphold our reputation.

Fang Shaofan is too rigid in this respect.

It completely lacks the demeanor of an entertainment company.

Do we need a good reputation but not traffic?

In today's world, where does influence come from without traffic? We can't tie our own hands just because of Mr. Jing's "moral" demands; how can we compete with other companies like that?

Jing Gao couldn't help but laugh. He had to admit, Liao Rong really knew her stuff when it came to the entertainment industry; he had to give her a thumbs up for that. He didn't value the profitability of his companies, but rather their influence, which was the foundation of his business.

"Mr. Jing, should we accept her as a guest? We should at least meet her and get to know her. Consider it support for my work. How about that?"

The beautiful woman spoke with a gentle, melodious tone, almost coquettish.

She was practically begging him, clinging to his arm and shaking it.

Jing Gao was speechless for a moment. It was rare to see Liao Rong pleading like a little girl. Her scripts were always about strong female leads, which made him smile slightly.

Liao Rong was Professor Zhao's ex-wife, and he didn't want her to do anything inappropriate later. He had no doubt about the shamelessness of Liao Rong, who kept a younger man. He agreed.

"Alright, alright. We won't invite her to dinner. I've arranged to meet Da Mei Yuan this afternoon, who's coming to participate in the Leon Lai Show. Call her…"

"Bai Lu, you can just call her Lu Lu."

"Call Lulu along, I want to meet her."

Liao Rong smiled sweetly, as charming as a flower. She wasn't simply happy that President Jing had agreed to her request; she saw something deeper.

Whether it's Mr. Jing's recognition of her abilities or his tolerance of her being Professor Zhao's ex-wife, the conclusion is the same.

She still has some influence with President Jing!

This is very helpful for her positioning within Phoenix Group and Taichu Group.

Liao Rong smiled broadly, her charming and mature eyes looking at Jing Gao. She said slyly in a low voice, "Mr. Jing, when driving a family car, you should be careful with it and pay attention to maintenance. But when it's not for family use, you can drive it as hard as you want, floor the gas pedal, it feels different."

Jing Gao shook his head with a smile, "You..."

He would never discuss anything suggestive with Liao Rong.

"See you tonight, Mr. Jing." Liao Rong said goodbye with a charming smile and left the office.

She still had a lot of issues to report to Jing Gao, after all, now that she had power, she needed to reorganize the company. Her scope of responsibility covered the entire film and television business, which included three companies.

Her strategy was to first take control of Phoenix Pictures, and then take control of iQiyi and Qiyi TV.

But I don't have time, do I? My elegant and beautiful assistant, Wen Xiaoli, is waiting for me; I'll report back tonight.

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Jing Gao didn't go back to his desk. Instead, he leaned against the spacious desk, picked up the phone, pressed the internal line, and called Chu Wenjun, who was handling the outreach work in the office. "Xiao Chu, could you see Liao Rong off for me?"

"Okay, Mr. Jing."

Jing Gao watched Liao Rong leave before smiling and picking up his phone to ask the elegant and beautiful Wen Xiaoli, who was waiting, "Lili, is there something you need?"

Wen Xiaoli stepped forward, smiling gently, and kissed Jing Gao warmly. She took his arm, not minding the pressure on her soft skin, and followed Jing Gao's steps, whispering, "Brother Jing, Feng Xuehua is here, she's in my tea room."

(End of this chapter)