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Chapter 50 Xinya

,My crew is not human

When he woke up early in the morning, he broke free from Su Xinmei's arm, and Li Xianyun had a headache.

Drink a little too much.

The key is to be overexcited.

I haven't caught a useful ghost for a long time. I was in a good mood last night and I let go of all aspects.

This caused Su Xinmei to be tossed.

At this moment, I was taking a shower in the bathroom early in the morning and my cell phone rang in the room.

Li Xianyun walked out of the bathroom and saw that it was Jiang Zheng's phone call.

Sitting on the sofa, Li Xianyun said, "It seems that there is a result?"

Jiang Zhengdao: "I mainly checked Feng Jing's information and the operation of the fashion circle. It seems that I underestimated the energy of a top fashion designer. This is the core... Feng Jing is very powerful. Whether it is leather bags, clothes or other aspects, the design is outstanding, the concept is leading, and... Fuck, it is all the evaluations of others. I can't play those nouns. Anyway, it's just a sentence. It's awesome. It belongs to a person who can lead a fashion company, the premise is not beyond his ability."

"That's OK."

"The premise is how to do it. The premise of one person driving a company is that others can argue. Of course, top fashion designers are the most expensive, but no matter how expensive they are, they cannot be like special effects for movies. There is no cost advantage in other aspects. We are not professional, so that cost advantage may be defeated by our non-professionality."

"We don't need to be professional. Which big group's boss can do anything?"

"Isn't this accustomed to the high profits of Yisheng Media?" Jiang Zheng smiled.

"But as long as it develops, it's impossible to keep doing this. The fashion industry is profitable, and stable development is the key. Since Feng Jing is indeed a talent, it will be convenient to be able to grasp the core."

"The problem is that this person has a bad temper and is difficult to deal with."

"He doesn't need to deal with anyone now."

Jiang Zheng was stunned and laughed: "That's right, but you have to launch one, right?"

"Not others can do it, it seems that I can only be myself."

"I'll go, are you going to become a talented designer again?"

Li Xianyun is now very trending to be a dragon mother.

After the online writer, famous screenwriter, genius director, tragic singer, a wonderful Chinese doctor, a young detective expert, the leader of Yisheng media, and the father of ghosts, is there another title of fashion Lafayette?

"There's no way, it's just so excellent." Li Xianyun started the shameless mode.

"You were known for your lack of fashion taste before."

"That's low-key. Besides, people will change. How can they be sublimated? Only by getting rich."

Jiang Zheng laughed again: "Okay, you are awesome, welcome the famous Internet director and outdated singer to become the top fashion designers of the future."

"If you want to mention the Internet director and outdated singer again, I will punish you for three days not to see Mengmeng."

Jiang Zheng didn't take this trick: "When this girl wasn't around, she thought that she would be troubled by every day and would want to kick me away. She couldn't scare me for three days."

Well.

Where is your kind father's tenderness?

"Okay, then you can do it if you can do it."

"There is no need for that. In fact, we have already had a fashion company." Jiang Zheng replied.

"What did you say?" Li Xianyun was stunned.

Does Yisheng Media have a fashion company?

Why don't I know?

Jiang Zheng had no choice but to ask: "You really don't ask. Didn't you give Wei Mingxia from Tomorrow Capital to ask him to help you manage 600 million yuan?"

"Wei Mingxia?" Li Xianyun was stunned: "Do you mean he invested in a fashion company?"

"That's right, and it's the most profitable one at the moment."

"What a joke." Li Xianyun was angry in an instant, awakening Su Xinmei, who was sleeping, and saw Li Xianyun say, "The funds I asked him to deal with were not used to make money for me, who asked him to make money for me?"

Su Xinmei was also confused.

Is there any such boss?

Are you angry if the people below make money for you?

Jiang Zhengyi said: "Don't blame him for this. I have asked all of them. He said that he has arranged everything on your side and basically taken care of all industries, so there will be no problems. But after all, he also relies on investment income to make a living. The share you give him is high, but the profit is not good, so he invested in a company called Xinya for 50 million, and it was developing well."

"Xinya?" Li Xianyun asked.

"Xinya?" Su Xinmei also screamed.

Li Xianyun looked up: "Do you know Xinya?"

Su Xinmei nodded and pointed to the handbag next to her: "This is Xinya's."

Li Xianyun walked over and took a look. His style was quite unique and he didn't see anything good.

Li Xianyun said directly to the phone: "What is this company doing?"

"They mainly produce handbags and fashion, and they also have their own fashion magazines."

Li Xianyun asked Su Xinmei directly: "Do you know Xinya's fashion magazine?"

Su Xinmei nodded: "There are now the top three in China, but then again, there are not many decent fashion magazines in China, and these top three are of no value."

"Where is their cover status?" Li Xianyun asked.

Su Xinmei stroked her long hair on her forehead and said, "I'm just qualified."

Li Xianyun walked over and touched her little face: "Maybe I can't surpass you for the time being."

Su Xin smiled: "Even if you have enough status, the competition is still fierce. I will be very content if I can."

Very good, you are good at it.

The Insa fashion cover that is scrambled to compete for on the front line. It is indeed not easy for Li Xianyun to compete for, and the key is too expensive, but since Xinya is an investment from her own, it’s easy to say.

Li Xianyun said to Jiang Zheng: "What is the size of that company now?"

Jiang Zheng replied: "This doesn't matter anymore, because you are looking for the wrong direction and you don't need to buy the company."

"What's the meaning?"

"Feng Jing is an independent fashion designer, and he is in the upper circle. He has worked with many brands. This is the same as an independent writer studio and director studio."

Li Xianyun understood: "To launch a work, you don't need to buy a fashion company."

"Yes, just cooperate."

“But fashion magazines I want.”

"That is worthless. It has been impacted by the pan-entertainment in the past two years. It has become increasingly difficult for the magazine industry to do it. Even highly professional magazines such as fashion magazines have also declined. The only meaningful thing about professional magazines is influence, not profit."

Fashion magazines have too weak profitability. As for Insa Fashion Media Group, where Insa is located, as a fashion publishing and publication group, although it is very famous and has as many as 18 types of publications, its actual size is only about 300 million, which is not enough for Li Xianyun to make a movie. It is said that it is a group, but the actual employees are only 1,000.

Yisheng Media has more than 1,000 subsidiaries now.

As the most popular brand, Insa Magazine is worth up to 60 to 70 million yuan.

Of course, the size and influence are different. In terms of fashion influence, Insa is definitely awesome, so this kind of intangible asset is not easy to forget.

In comparison, Xinya's size is much larger than the entire Insha Group. After all, she is a clothing company, but she is far inferior to the high-end publication level.

"That's right, I'm rushing for this too." Li Xianyun nodded.

Jiang Zhengdao: "That's good to cooperate. Let Feng Jing first publish some works, and then talk about cooperation with Xinya with the works. Xinya wants a name, and what you want is the content of the magazine. This is not contradictory at all. We can each take what we need. With Yisheng's brand, it will be easier for them to build a brand."

Li Xianyun thought for a while and nodded, "Yes, let them leave the business aspect and the brand promotion to us, let Wei Mingxia talk about it. As long as they are interested, we can invest additionally. How much is it? Is 500 million enough?"

"Fuck, I can't use that much. You really don't have money now." Jiang Zheng laughed.

Not far away, Su Xinmei looked at him, her eyes shining.

I really want to marry him immediately!
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