Qin Hai stayed in the crew for more than two hours, and it just so happened that Xu Tong and Shangguan Wan knew each other as well. A group of young people gathered and chatted enthusiastically, and even Chen Dan quickly became friends with Shangguan Wan and the others.

Xu Tong was surprised. "Is it that gla.s.s floor tile promotion?" I saw the news online. It seemed that Kim Jong-il had been exposed on the spot because of his false propaganda. Big Brother Qin, the person who exposed him couldn't be you, right? "

Qin Hai laughed, "That's right, it's me. For such people, we must teach them a lesson. "

Shangguan Wan and Cheng Xi had been staying in the capital recently. They were too busy to check the news online, so they didn't know anything about this. After Qin Hai and Xu Tong finished talking, they asked Qin Hai to explain in detail what had happened the day before yesterday. At the same time, they took out their cell phones to inquire about the relevant news on the internet. Sure enough, they did find a picture of Qin Hai standing in front of Kim Jong-il.

Chen Dan sighed and said, "I never thought that Kim Jong-il was such a person. If I didn't see him with my own eyes, I wouldn't dare to believe it."

Qin Hai said, "Didn't I just say that celebrities are people too? They may sing well and act well, but that doesn't mean they are perfect saints. "Don't make them look too mythical. You must be rational even if you want to pursue the stars. If you like their works, that's fine. Don't blindly wors.h.i.+p them. If you do that, you will only harm yourself."

"I am relieved to hear that. I don't know about others. You will definitely be an outstanding celebrity in the future, Wan'er!" Qin Hai said with a smile.

As they were talking and laughing, Xu Tong frowned slightly as if he had thought of something. Then, with an excuse, he quietly left the room, took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Dad, do you also care about the celebrities who come to our country from abroad to partic.i.p.ate in various events?"

"Dad, you're laughing at me again!" Then, he recounted what happened after he met Kim Ju Xun on the plane, as well as what Qin Hai had just said. Finally, he said, "Dad, I feel that this sort of celebrity has a terrible influence on society. You should interfere in it."

The voice on the other end of the phone also became serious. After a moment of silence, Xu Tong's father said, "You're right. Some people should be properly managed. "Tong Tong, you spoke up in place of daddy to thank that friend of yours. He was the one who reminded us."

At the same time, Kim Jong-il arrived at Beijing airport on another flight. After getting off the plane, he ignored the fans who came to meet him at the airport. He wore a pair of large sungla.s.ses and walked expressionlessly along the VIP pa.s.sage.

After getting on the car, Kim Jong-il's expression was still terrible as he told the female a.s.sistant sitting in the front pa.s.senger seat, "Tell them that my appearance fee must rise!"

The female a.s.sistant's face was filled with shock, "Gold... "Mr. Jin, how much do you want to increase?"

"Twice the original number. Otherwise, I will only sing one song. Once I finish, I will leave!" Kim Jong-il said with an ashen face.

The female a.s.sistant had a bitter look on her face, and after hesitating for a while, she advised, "Mr. Jin, the television station that will be inviting you this time is Beijing Television. The other party is an influential television station, and the program you are attending is very famous in China as well. Besides, we've already signed a contract with them. If we raise the price temporarily, the other party will definitely be dissatisfied. If they refuse, you will lose this opportunity to expose yourself. "

The female a.s.sistant had no choice but to take out her cell phone and call the Beijing Television Station to pa.s.s on Kim Ju Xun's request. Less than ten minutes after she hung up, her cell phone rang. When she picked it up, she was relieved. She smiled at Kim Ju Xun and said, "Mr. Jin, Beijing Television has agreed to your request."

"They will definitely agree. Without me, their show would have been bleak."

At this moment, in the Beijing Television Station's office building, a group of people were gathered around a middle-aged man. All of them had astonished expressions on their faces.

"Director Zhang, you've really agreed to raise the price for Kim Ju Xun?"

"He only sang two songs and dared to pay $2 million for his appearance. This is definitely a sky-high price. There has never been such a high price in the country before. This is too outrageous!"

"Director Zhang, we don't have much money left for our show. If we were to give him an additional million, it might be difficult for the others to collect their appearance fees."

The middle-aged man sighed, "There's no helping it, Kim Jong-il is in the red right now, if he doesn't come, our show will lose a lot of color. As for the funding, I will think of another way. If it really doesn't work out, then we will talk to the others and see if we can find some time to make it up to them. "

The group of people all sighed, and their expressions were not looking too good. They all knew that the middle-aged man was telling the truth and that Kim Jong-il was the main focus of this episode. If Kim Jong-un refused to come, or refused to cooperate, the episode would likely fail. But even so, the feeling of being blackmailed made them very uncomfortable. If possible, they really did not want to continue inviting Kim Jong-il.

At this moment, the phone on the desk suddenly rang.

Everyone knew that the middle-aged man was busy with his work and headed out of the office. However, after walking a few steps, he suddenly heard the middle-aged man yell out, "What? He is prohibited from partic.i.p.ating in any business activities? Will he start executing it now?"