"In short, IMG has the most contracted models in the United States. It's the largest and most established company, Elite Model Management, has the most number of top models, and it's the oldest. They are working together to make trouble for you. "
"Why? I've never contacted either of them. I haven't even received an invitation from them. "
"According to the information I received, you accepted the name cards of their top talent scout and agent and didn't reply to them."
"After Xue Wanyi came to the US, she tactfully rejected the invitation of another company. Instead, she semi-entrusted me to arrange your work."
"In a few months, you signed contracts with VOGUE, W, C, NYLON, Harper's Bazaar and the other top five magazines in the US."
"Then, in a short period of time, they took on endorsements for nearly 10 top brands, which greatly damaged the existing interests of these two companies."
Speechless, Qin Guan retorted, "Impossible! I don't have a lot of money! What loss could I bring to a big company like them? "
"No!"
Before Qin Guan could finish his words, Qu shook her head. "The market for male models is different from that for female models."
"Top female models can get dozens of endorsements and hundreds of millions of US dollars a year. It's not a surprise."
"Compared to the huge market for female products and brands, the market for male models is very narrow."
"Top brands don't have many subordinate male brands. If a male model becomes popular quickly and is cheap, the market for male models will be limited."
"At the same time, he is compatible with top female stars. If he endorses dozens of brands, no! Even if it's just 30 top brands, they'll occupy half of the market for male models in the upper class. "
"So, for a money tree that doesn't belong to the company, and one that affects the earnings of the few top male models, how can they make money?"
"What would you do if it were you?"
Qin Guan couldn't help but shiver as he replied in a trembling voice, "Poison him?"
You must have read too many novels.
Qu Xuemei shook her head at his lack of EQ. "No! Stop him from taking orders at the source. "
"Use the most intuitive opportunity to let these top-notch brands see your shortcomings and directly prove that you are not worth the price. Without the corresponding standards, you can't support so many high-end brands."
"That's enough. Those brands that have always been high-end and upscale will not allow their spokespeople to have huge flaws and mediocre standards."
"That's why I said at the beginning. You're being targeted. You don't know it, but it has already seeped into every aspect of your work."
Qin Guan frowned. Modeling was an important source of income, but it didn't have high requirements for dreams.
However, cutting off one's path to wealth was akin to killing one's parents. This group of people had gone too far.
Qin Guan had one last question though. "I understand now. The question is, how did they target me?"
Qu stared at Qin Guan for 10 seconds before she realized that he didn't seem bothered at all. She sighed. "It's L 'Oréal's advertisement for men."
"You mean the one with America's Top Model?"
"Yes."
"Hahaha, how is this difficult? You're looking down on me too much …"
Qin Guan didn't believe that the two big companies could force him out of the top model stage in such a simple way.
The corner of Qu's mouth twitched. Who would have known that you were born to be such a genius? You've changed so many styles. You've never shown your timidity before.
Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia Qu smiled when she thought of the fact that Qin Guan had added a contract extension after the last issue of L'Oréal.
"What are you still doing here? Hurry up and go have lunch with the members of the recording crew at noon." Before Qin Guan could react, she had left the place in high heels.
Qin Guan looked at Qu's back and touched his nose. It's not a big deal. His heart was pounding. I wonder how my girlfriend is doing at work.
If lMG and E heard this, wouldn't it be infuriating?
...
Cong Nianwei's work was pleasant, but the environment was not.
Originally, the atmosphere in the office was friendly and harmonious. Most of the people who came to submit and participate in the design were design studios in New York City, as well as some design teams from universities.
But who would have thought that there would be some exceptions in every industry?
Prodigals were different from business-minded second-generation heirs like Lan Jin, and they were also different from elites who saw the big picture like He Ming. They were a bunch of people who threw their father's money into the water and complained that it wasn't loud enough.
How many people had managed to obtain a so-called graduation certificate overseas? In the eyes of their own families, that was considered the most promising performance?
Cong Nianwei was sitting next to her. He was the boss of Caiwang Architecture and Design Company. He had graduated from the famous New York Community College of Civil Engineering.
Gender: male, hobbies: female. His name was his name and the name of his company. He also had a very good surname, Qian.
This Caiwang was really a tycoon. Unlike those shareholder companies, he was the young master of a listed conglomerate. Every cent he took belonged to the company and had to be approved by many levels. In fact, although he looked glamorous on the outside, his card was filled with pocket money given by his mother.
However, Qian Wang was different. He was a local tycoon. His family didn't have many assets. They only owned a few small mines and half of the commercial street in the city.
Look, people buy shops like pork, selling them by the fan.
The only one in the family with a high degree was Qian Wang. Not only that, but he also managed to study well. Coupled with his loose hands, he managed to win over a few classmates from the same school and opened this design company after graduation.
It had been a year since the company had started its business. That day, it was the first official deal.
In fact, the main purpose of his visit this time was to bring his new girlfriend, Smida, to go shopping. At the same time, he could also show off his CEO demeanor.
After all, he was a successful person, wasn't he?
And so, in this serious workplace, he met the goddess of his dreams.
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