Chicago 1990

"Dow has huge energy on Capitol Hill, local politics, academia and industry, but the media?"

After leaving the hospital and getting into the car, Eli complained contemptuously, "It is no longer their heyday. They can't control such multimedia, and their influence is not even as good as some global FMCG brands."

"What's wrong with you Eli?"

Song Ya was a little unhappy, "My crisis public relations can't in turn create a crisis for me."

"Sorry, as the other end of the political spectrum, I'm a bit uncomfortable with the so-called ‘old school style’ that the guy promotes.

Eli apologized, "I'm sorry APLUS, it won't happen next time, please trust my professional ethics."

"Well, I understand."

Song Ya smiled and said, "Mr. Vice President did a little bit gaffe just now."

The old man's professionalism still admired him, "In any case, neither of me nor him can hold anyone back..."

He decided to continue fighting with Benzi, which is good for him, which means that all of Dow’s public relations resources will definitely take care of himself, the former Barn company boss and spokesperson, rather than directly as Hamlin feared. Breach of contract turned face.

The interests are highly consistent, and the two are now grasshoppers on a rope.

But not necessarily...

The other party said that if they didn't get Zoe Barnes, they didn't care about him. It shouldn't be a word to scare people casually under anger. In order to make a business, he asked Dow to pay himself 100 million dollars. If he can't prove that he is worth the money at the critical moment, he may be pushed out to operate as a scapegoat.

Song Ya took out her personal mobile phone and there were several unread text messages.

Mariah Carey: "No call? I'll be back on April 5. ’

‘I’m sorry my dear, I was just talking about business, April 5th, right? I should be in Chicago by then, waiting for you. ’

Mariah Carey: ‘Talk to business in the morning? And can't you go to New York? I want to stay there for a while longer. ’

‘I want to record the original soundtrack of the movie and I can’t go away. ’

Mariah Carey: ‘Well then, see you in Chicago, I miss you so much. ’

"me too."

Fergie: ‘Latifa will show me a good look at the Source Hip Hop Music Awards on April 25th! ’

‘I see, I’ll let Linda say hello to Motown Records. ’

Fergie: ‘She’s just a dead bitch. ’

‘Don’t talk less in public! Honestly, pass April 25th safely. ’

Fergie: ‘I really hate them, I’m not afraid of them! ’

‘Be good, by the way, force your agency to do PR for you and sign CAA, so good resources must be used! ’

Fergie: ‘Will I know? ’

Taraji: ‘Halle asked you to give her the same cell phone as mine. ’

‘He has no money to buy it himself! ? Okay, well, I took it when I went to Los Angeles. ’

Taraji: "She said thank you."

'Ok. ’

Old Larry: ‘APLUS, I need to take more shots tomorrow, come early. ’

"Ok."

After finishing the text messages and getting home, Song Ya left the girls' affairs to Linda, urged Doug again, and fell on the bed.

Today should be a critical time point for whether the negative news about fluorescent agents will ferment quickly, but he really needs sleep...

In the afternoon in New York, Zoe Barnes was sitting in the CBS backstage dressing room, waiting for the makeup artist to make up for her. He just stood up and saw the crew of the show pushing over a car full of professional suits. Activity hanger.

"Miss Barnes, do you want to try the red color? It suits you very well." the column group costumer picked out a few and asked.

"No, I brought one myself." She pointed to the fashion hanging on the wall. According to her family situation, she would not use the things prepared by the crew for various temporary guests, although the brands and styles selected by CBS are very good. Classic, but this rack of clothes has no idea how long it has been used and how many people have worn it.

"Is it white?" the costumer asked.

"Is there a problem?"

"No, it's beautiful." The costumer saw the brand on the fashion dust cover and asked in surprise: "Is it the one on Chanel's spring show?"

"Yes."

"Wow..." the costumer admired, "Very restrained and safe, you are really very mindful Miss Barnes."

She smiled, did not respond, lowered her head to review the homework she had prepared.

"Strange." The makeup artist looked at his watch, "The column assistant usually comes to remind me at this time."

"Yes, it's only twenty minutes before the broadcast." The costumer agreed.

She hurriedly packed her things, changed into the clothes she prepared for the appearance, checked her makeup and hairstyle again, and hurried to the studio.

Some staff members were busy. The male host was sitting in the middle of the studio, and while he was still mumbling words to the manuscript, he stretched out his nostrils to dig. Multiple cameras from different angles were aimed at him, and no one would have any opinion on his indecent behavior before the broadcast time.

Zoe took a passing staff member, "This is Zoe Barnes, may I have my seat on the left or right of the host?"

"Zoe Barnes?" The staff member looked at her blankly. "Did you go to the wrong studio? Today we did not invite a guest named Zoe Barnes in our column."

"How is it possible? Isn't this a Caijing Link program?"

"Yes, but... you can ask the executive producer." The staff member pointed to a stand where the executive producer was standing with his head down and thoughtful.

"Mr. Producer, it's me, Zoe..." She walked over and extended her hand generously.

"Oh, Miss Barnes, I'm sorry, today's plan has changed, there should be no announcement from you." The executive producer apologized to her, "I blame it all for making you run for nothing."

"What number was it changed to?"

"Uh...will you go back and wait for the notice?" The executive producer gave a mechanical smile.

"What?"

She felt something was wrong~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At this time, a middle-aged man hurriedly walked into the studio carrying a bag, "Sorry, I almost missed it, your announcement was too late..."

"Stop complaining, be professional, where is your seat..."

The executive producer seemed to be familiar with him. The two lost a few words and pointed to the seat on the left side of the host, "Makeup artist! Dress him up better, hurry!"

"My position was replaced, right?" Zoe Barnes asked, putting his hands on his chest, "Someone put pressure on you."

"No, Miss Barnes."

The executive producer denied, "We temporarily decided to replace a guest with a clearer view."

"I see, yes, I won't make it difficult for you."

Zoe Barnes gave him a smile, turned around and left the studio gracefully, returned to the dressing room just now, smashed some personal belongings into the bag, and headed toward the parking lot.

"Zoe, sorry, for the day after tomorrow's show, we decided to find someone else." As soon as a call came in, the other party hung up after speaking.

"FXXK!"

She was so angry that she almost dropped the phone to the ground, stood in front of her car, thought about it, picked up the phone again, and searched for the phone number of her father who was the general manager of the New York Giants.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do that."

Suddenly a soft and slightly tired man's voice came from behind.

She was taken aback, turned her head in horror, and saw Doug leaning against the corner.

Suddenly, he suppressed the fear in his heart and squeezed out a smile, "Hi, Doug, how could I meet you here? What a surprise!"

"I'm here to work in New York, and come see you by the way..."

Doug looked around and said, "Chicago needs you Zoe, you have endless resources there, and many friends who care about you... promise them for me, don't stay in New York for too long, okay?"