At the same time, he secretly looked at the person in front of him.
Jun Yan, the president of "Jun Xing".
"Junhang" is a family consortium. The only son of the family, Junyan, who is only 20 years old, took over "Junhang" from his parents at a young age, and has flourished in the business world.
Although Xiao Jing is still very young and already considered a bigwig in the entertainment industry, his achievements are still far behind this person.
But Xiao Jing didn't think there was anything, this kind of consortium that was almost hidden from the world but still standing was not something he could compare with. Being able to cooperate with the other party is already a good example of one's business level.
He greeted him with a smile, remembering Jun Yan's habit of not liking to touch others, so he didn't extend his hand, but bowed slightly politely, "President Jun, please."
Jun Yan was willing to come here because he was interested in the strength of "Scenery". Hearing this, he didn't say much, but nodded a little dignifiedly, with a flat expression.
Xiao Jing walked beside him, but he was a little surprised.
His own appearance is already outstanding, but this heir to the consortium is not only young, but also has a first-class good-looking appearance. The delicacy of the lines is washed away by the cold temperament of the young man. People are lazy and cold.
Xiao Jing secretly pulled himself together.
The other party is not as simple as an ordinary nobleman.
"There just happened to be a program being recorded today," he said with a smile, "If Mr. Jun wants to know about our company, you can go and watch it."
Jun Yan nodded flatly and said nothing else.
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The stage lights have dimmed.
The audience who had already been seated also fell silent, but they couldn't suppress their excitement, and some faint whispers came from the auditorium.
The five judges were smiling. After the headlights were dimmed, their expressions were also in the dark. Occasionally, a projected colored light came over and then moved away quickly.
The hanging arm of the machine was lowered to find the best shooting position, and the sound of the whole venue played the simulated heartbeat sound, boom, boom—
"Then, the final game is officially here—"
The host's tone was brisk, and the audience couldn't help being excited even when they were nervous, holding up the light boards, screaming and cheering, and applauding desperately.
"Before the official start of the competition, let's ask the judges what predictions do you have for the final result?" The host gestured to the judges' desk.
The camera then followed the host's hand and extended to the judges' seat beside him. The camera passed in front of several people, and the judges all smiled and greeted it.
"I have great expectations for the contestants," the first judge said with a smile, "I hope to see them keep their brilliance on the stage, and no matter what the result is, they will go on firmly. That is the meaning of the show. "
After the audience applauded, the second judge continued to speak. "I agree very much, but for the champion, I have a favorite player. The name will be kept secret for the time being. I hope you will not disappoint me."
As she spoke, she gestured playfully to the camera.
"I am looking forward to Nan Chu and Su Mo. Nan Chu's basic skills are very solid. I hope she can have some new ideas in the finals to better match her professional skills. Su Mo's typhoon has always been very stable. In the finals, I I also hope to see something new.”
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After several judges spoke one by one, the host took over and said with a smile: "The teachers have expressed their expectations, so let's wait and see what the result will be—"