I became popular after dressing as the boss's ex-wife

Zhuquan had dinner with other members of the "I Am a Princess" team near the studio at noon.

It is said to be a dinner party, but it is actually to discuss various problems on the road to commercialization of "I Am a Princess" and to reconcile conflicts among the members.

In the previous period of time, "I Am a Princess" has successfully signed contracts with some brands and reached commercial cooperation, earning a lot of quick money.

This was a good thing, but when they actually entered the actual operation, they realized that reality and imagination were actually completely different.

It also puts them in a certain predicament.

Because of their eagerness for success, they initially only wanted to attract cooperative customers as soon as possible, and did not set a bottom line. Therefore, most of the cooperative brands are small and even miscellaneous brands that are not well-known.

After these cooperative brands were integrated into the comics, not only did they not elevate the style of "I am a princess", but lowered the level of "I am a princess".

Moreover, there is a common problem of small brands, that is, they do not pay much attention to copyright, and the "bringing doctrine" is very serious.

This also made them spend a lot of energy and time on the review and identification of various commercial copyrights.

Seriously affected the normal progress of the manga.

Zhiren has taken a brand new path that no one else has taken.

This road is full of honors and flowers, bringing money and status, which can be described as glittering, making countless people jealous.

With pearls and jade in front, no matter how jealous, no one will oppose interests.

Almost everyone thinks, since this road can be walked with a knife, why can't they?

For a while, many well-known comics, like "I Am a Princess", opened up commercial channels, and many people actually received orders and received bonuses.

However, after the initial excitement and excitement, there are only a handful of people who can finally persevere.

Most of them do not have a mature theoretical system, let alone make any plans for long-term commercialization in the future, or even consider the comprehensive appeal of their own comics.

Blind access to advertisements has affected the plots and overall direction of many comics, not to mention that some teams have invisibly caused copyright infringement because they do not understand fashion elements enough, so that they are eventually sued in court, resulting in economic and reputation losses. Quite disastrous.

"I am a princess" is no exception, and it also faces various problems.

Only when they really embark on this road can they fully understand that there are not only honors and flowers on this road, but also countless thorns that they never imagined.

Commercialization was struggling, and the copyright ended without a problem due to Zhiren’s breakthrough. Not to mention, he was once slapped in the face by FY, which indirectly led to Zhiren’s shoe lifting and became the laughing stock of the public...

Especially now that the whole team has a large number of people, the differences are increasing, and several costume designers have been raised...

The predicament is getting bigger and bigger like a snowball, so they have to re-examine the current path they are taking, whether it is right or wrong, and should they continue to walk?

Although no one mentioned it on the surface.

But the copyright fees are so huge, and they disappeared because of holding the blade, so their hostility towards holding the blade is naturally not shallow.

While arguing, someone received a message on Weibo about plagiarism.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and after a brief shock, the low pressure on the scene dissipated almost immediately.

Several young people couldn't help but began to gloat and exhale.

"Fuck, I knew I would overturn."

"Put yourself so high, you really think you have something in your stomach, so it's all by copying?"

"I just signed FY and this incident happened, I have to pay a lot of money, right? Hahaha..."

"I don't know if FY regrets it?"

"Isn't our spot snatched by him? It should be a real hammer from the news, so is there a turning point in our signing with FY?"

"..."

In an instant, internal conflicts almost ceased to exist, and everyone immediately made concerted efforts to speak out.

After the dinner party, Zhuquan was in a good mood and took his assistant to the supermarket for shopping.

When passing the daily use area, he unexpectedly saw a familiar figure.

There are actually a lot of people in the supermarket on weekends, almost crowded, and there are even long queues in front of some hot-selling products.

But he still recognized each other at a glance in the crowd.

The man has a great temperament and a very tall figure.

A face is as sharp as a knife, so handsome that ordinary people will have an insurmountable sense of distance.

No matter where he stands, he will definitely be the most attractive one.

Zhuquan couldn't help being ecstatic in his heart, because that person was Lin Jun, the head of FY they wanted to sign with.

At that time, he was looking at his mobile phone, the corners of his lips were slightly pursed, and his expression looked a little dignified.

Just then, he put the phone in his coat pocket.

Zhuquan felt that this must be an opportunity given to him by God.

Usually it is difficult to see Lin Jun, but today he not only ran into him here, but also happened to be at the moment when something happened with the blade.

What is it if God is helping him?

He was excited, and just about to step forward, he saw Lin Jun let go of the armrest of the shopping cart, took a step forward, and bent down.

Low shelves in the aisle blocked his view.

He moved to the side, and saw him pull up a person, and then squatted down by himself.

It was only then that Zhuquan noticed that there were other people around Lin Jun.

His footsteps paused slightly, and the tall shelves half-hid his figure.

Then, he saw a tall and thin young man standing up with a smile.

The man was very good-looking, and he would never forget it once he met him.

It was Fu Jiujiu, the editor-in-chief of the NF Apparel Group that he had met the last time he went to NF to shoot.

How could two people who were clearly out of reach get together?

Zhuquan was a little dazed and didn't react for a moment.

At this moment, Fu Jiujiu bent down again, while Lin Jun raised two glass bottles to look at him.

Not knowing what the two of them said, Fu Jiujiu bent his eyes and laughed.

Then Lin Jun stood up, his tall figure half covered Fu Jiujiu's figure.

Immediately afterwards, he pressed Fu Jiujiu's waist, and with Fu Jiujiu's slightly surprised expression, he lowered his head and kissed Fu Jiujiu's lips.

He seemed very devoted, his brows were slightly frowned, and he closed his eyes.

As for Fu Jiujiu, as if afraid of being seen, after being held in his arms and biting his lips, he glanced around a few times in a little panic.

Zhuquan was so shocked that his heart was beating hard.

He definitely couldn't go forward to strike up a conversation now, so he had to take two steps back wisely, letting the shelves completely block him.

But the next second, he found that his assistant was secretly taking pictures with his mobile phone.

Zhuquan tugged at him, and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Except for the last filming for PN, Lin Jun rarely appeared in public.

And it was blocked by Zhuquan just now, so it's not very clear.

And it wasn't him who accompanied Zhuquan to NF filming last time. Relatively speaking, Fu Jiujiu was even more fresh-faced.

So the assistant didn't recognize them at all.

As soon as Zhuquan pulled it, the assistant immediately put down the phone, but his eyes were still fixed on the spot reluctantly: "It's so beautiful, isn't it a celebrity?"

Zhuquan frowned and said nothing, after a while he said: "Send me a copy of the photo."

After purchasing, Fu Jiujiu returned to the residence with Lin Jun.

Lin Jun went back with him, and had a quarrel with Fu Xiaoba at his house for a while, to make up for the hurt feelings yesterday.

Fu Jiujiu charged up his mobile phone, took the chicken rack to the kitchen to cook dog food for Fu Xiaoba

Later, Lin Jun answered the phone and took Fu Xiaoba back to his side to do business.

Only then did Fu Jiujiu enter the study.

Although he has a well-thought-out plan, it does not mean that this matter is effortless to operate.

He first went to Weibo to check. In addition to complaining about an unknown illustrator and swearing at him, there are also many netizens calling for and spontaneously starting to boycott various brands that cooperate with Zhiren.

In addition, it is various magnifications and discussions on the details of several sets of WUYUN's new fashion elements.

WUYUN does not have too many new models every year, but the basic models are all high-quality products.

Especially this year, these models have attracted the attention of thousands of people.

Before the official release, a large number of netizens have begun to inquire about the reservation channel.

I'm afraid that after it's officially launched, I won't be able to grab it.

On the other hand, WUYUN even made use of Internet promoters to release some materials from time to time, which attracted netizens to bring up the topic again and again.

Fu Jiujiu only pulled roughly, then closed the page.

Then, he opened Qingren's mailbox.

The unread emails in the mailbox with thick black marks are almost invisible at a glance, and they are all sent by the cooperative brand.

Although, everyone is not impulsive enough to immediately terminate the contract, but the tone of questioning is already quite bad.

Fu Jiujiu replied to the emails one by one.

Said that everything was a misunderstanding, and promised that within half a month, everything would be properly arranged on his side.

Otherwise, he will take the initiative to terminate the contract and compensate the other party for all losses.

In addition, he also said that after this period of time, he will do a few special promotion sessions for the other party for free to express his apology.

It is also a way to compensate for the losses of various companies.

This is his attitude, but it does not mean that the brand will accept it.

After all, he is now standing on the cusp of the storm, and no one is obliged to accompany him in his fall.

Afterwards, he returned to Weibo again, without explanation or apology, and only posted a sentence.

"Due to well-known reasons, the comics will be updated normally this week, but the live broadcast will be cancelled."

A notification with a tone that couldn't be calmer, as usual, aloof, cold and arrogant, hardly replying to any topics about himself.

But this time it was different from usual after all, and this attitude immediately aroused the high C of the keyboard warriors.

The criticism came like a tidal wave.

In addition to a large number of malicious criticisms, some people also began to speculate that Qing Ren is not speaking out on this matter at present, maybe he is publicizing the plagiarized illustrator and WUYUN.

It's just that illustrators are easy to public relations, just pay money, but he may not be able to chew on the hard bone of WUYUN.

In the midst of scolding, attacking, and all kinds of jokes, Fu Jiujiu only had Lin Jun in his mind.

There was nothing but Lin Jun.

His head drooped, thinking of the worried look on Lin Jun's face and the kiss he held him in the supermarket.

Because of what happened when he was young, Lin Jun seldom took him out, and seldom made out in public.

But today is an exception.

He frowned slightly, and checked the email again.

Among the many e-mails asking for guilt, only FY did not send any e-mails, let alone sent any harsh words to him.

Fu Jiujiu slowly bent down and buried his face in his arms.

Even though he knew that person was next door, he still missed him uncontrollably.

Missing like a tide, he almost stood up and confessed everything to him.

But the scene that led his footsteps replayed in his mind again, just like countless times in the past.

That day, for the first and only time, he asked him why they had come to the point of divorce.

Lin Jun said to him after a short silence: "You mentioned it."

Why did they get divorced?

Fu Jiujiu wanted to know the truth with unprecedented urgency.

It's obviously unlikely that they will reach that step, but they still reached that step.

It was also because of this that no matter how much he loved and cherished him later, when he was awake, it also became obscure.

Besides, there was one more thing that made Fu Jiujiu particularly mindful.

That is, it was obviously Lin Jun who proposed the divorce, why did he refuse to admit it, but put everything on him?

Fu Jiujiu frowned a little uncomfortablely, his heart was full of ups and downs, and all kinds of feelings were mixed, but Lin Jun's figure appeared again in his writing.

He stared at the lines that were not fully formed for a while, then threw away the brush and rubbed his face wearily.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Fu Jiujiu closed the mailbox page, checked the desk again, and then got up and opened the door.

Lin Jun should have just taken a shower, and his hair is still slightly wet.

He changed into a sky blue V-neck sweater, with a button undone at the neckline of the shirt, exposing his slender neck.

The whole person looks young and energetic.

It was in stark contrast to the tired look on Fu Jiujiu's face.

"Senior," Fu Jiujiu said, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

"I ordered Daohe's set meal, and someone will deliver it later." Lin Jun took his hand and sat down: "You don't need to cook."

He added, "It's all what you loved before."

"Well," Fu Jiujiu's eyes bent, "Thank you senior."

"Why did you suddenly meet me?" Lin Jun looked at him sideways with a smile on his face.

"No," Fu Jiujiu hadn't completely withdrawn from the previous emotions: "Senior, why are we..."

Under Lin Jun's focused and inquiring eyes, Fu Jiujiu suddenly woke up and swallowed all the words that came to his lips.

"What's wrong?" Lin Jun touched his chin with his hand, not letting him look away.

"Is there anything you can't tell me?" He smiled slightly, looked at him quietly, and asked half-truthfully, "Didn't you tell me everything?"

"No," Fu Jiujiu said, "Maybe I stayed up too late yesterday, and I'm a little tired now."

"Then you go to sleep for a while," Lin Jun said, "I'll ask you to get up and eat when the meal is delivered."

"No more," Fu Jiujiu grabbed his wrist, removed his hand from his chin, lowered his head and kissed his palm: "I don't want to waste the time we spend with you on sleeping."

He lowered his head and buried half of his face in his palm, so he didn't see Lin Jun's expression.

When he said those words, Lin Jun bit his lip.

His eyes became very heavy, black and angry.

It was as if he had suffered a great grievance and had endured it all the time, but when he heard an insignificant heart-warming word, he couldn't bear it any longer and was about to shed tears.

However, this expression only appeared on his face for a few seconds, and then it disappeared completely.

He looked down at him, his extremely soft hair and very well-behaved twists came into his eyes.

But he knew that the fact was not like this, Fu Jiujiu was neither submissive nor well-behaved in many cases.

His eyes became very dark, and after a while, he smiled a little and asked him softly and meaningfully: "You love me so much?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-3019:21:10~2020-08-3120:44:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Lu Xiansen and Ji; 10 bottles of Yan Ning;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!