[MTL] The Fake Young Master Just Wants To Go Bankrupt

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After lunch, He Xunyi went back to the company without stopping, because Zhang Xinxing called and said that the company's artist department had handed in a list, which meant that He Xunyi would decide in the end.

This is also what He Xunyi agreed with the artist department at the beginning.

As soon as he returned to the office and sat down, the chair was not warm. Zhang Xiaowei came in and said that Guan Kangping of the artist department was coming.

He Xunyi: It really doesn't give me a chance to breathe.

"Let him come in and talk." He Xunyi took the list. It is estimated that Guan Kangping probably said this.

Guan Kangping was the first person He Xunyi asked to be responsible for collecting artists. Now it has been several days. The other party should not have asked some questions and didn't know what to do next.

Guan Kangping said, "Mr. He, how many artists should our company sign?"

He Xunyi wanted to open his mouth to say dozens of words, but he heard the dripping sound of the system.

Twenty, twenty, okay?

He Xunyi was about to open his mouth again, and the system's dripping sound came again.

He Xunyi:

"Six or seven." He said self-destructedly that the system could not be regarded as "Didi" prompting this time.

He Xunyi doesn't understand. Is the current size of their company only six or seven artists?

What kind of leather bag company is this?

Guan Kang said He Xunyi's heart in surprise: "Six or seven?

This is too little!"

He Xunyi nodded. He agreed too much. The key is that the system does not allow it.

"Then seven or eight." He Xunyi tried to say, and then he tried twelve more, and the system began to prompt again, that is to say, the artist was about seven or eight.

Guan Kangping: "Seven or eight don't seem to be much, do they?"

He Xunyi's face was wooden: "It's okay. It's not much more expensive."

Guan Kangping agreed, "Mr. He, what kind of artist do you want to sign?"

He Xunyi held his head and said, "Tell me what you think."

"My first idea was to sign some trainees." Guan Kangping said, "Now that the talent show is popular, it is a good choice to send trainees to participate in the talent show."

But that was before I didn't know that Mr. He wanted to sign about seven or eight artists. If he only signed less than ten artists, it would be useless to sign all the trainees.

"But if the company can only sign ten artists"

He Xunyi looked at the signing artist plan from Guan Kang Pingyuan. Several actors, several potential rising singers, and more than 20 trainees for men and women.

Originally, Guan Kangping thought that he had written less, and Mr. He needed to decide the follow-up. Unexpectedly, Mr. He felt that he had written too much.

"You said you want to sign the trainees and send them to the talent show?" He Xunyi repeated what Guan Kangping had just said.

Guan Kangping nodded: "Yes, Mr. He."

"So do you know that almost all trainees who participate in the talent show are at their debut?

Companies that are keen on running talent shows, what they want is the popularity of the program at that time, and the resources after a few training to generate a group are not good. He Xunyi said, "And the training group also needs capital. Capital does not support people. How can a small trainee alone compete with capital help?"