The next day, Guangyao Media.
Before Guangyao was managed by Zhou Wenbin, the images of the newcomers were pretty good, but the styling team was weak, which caused the artists to lack their own characteristics, and they looked like they were packaged on the same assembly line.
After Ye Wanwan took office, she is currently reorganizing the modeling team.
Ye Mufan came to the styling department with his personal information, and saw that many applicants had already gathered at the scene.
Every applicant's resume is very beautiful. They are either the last disciple of that stylist, or they have been a queen stylist for a certain star.
But as for him, when he was the young master of the Ye family, he only knew how to eat, drink and have fun every day. During the past two years in Star Entertainment, he was an invisible person, and all his works were titled with the name of He Juncheng...
Last night he racked his brains to prepare his resume, but found that he couldn't even write a word, didn't have a piece of work, and his resume was only a thin page.
Are all the works of the styling director of Star Entertainment come from him? How could anyone believe that...
The person in charge held a stack of materials, stood at the door of the interview hall, and said casually, "Bring your resumes later, and come in first for the first round of preliminary exams."
Interviewees came in one after another, and the voice of the person in charge kept coming from inside.
"Do you dare to apply for Guangyao with this kind of resume? Do you treat me like a garbage disposal station?"
"Didn't you say that you need more than two years of experience?"
"So what if there are more works? There is not a single completed work! PASS, next one!"
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Outside the door, hearing the sharp and stern voice of the person in charge, Ye Mufan tightened his fingers on the resume. He took out this resume just to humiliate himself.
"Next!" The person in charge urged.
Ye Mufan took a deep breath, pushed the door open and entered.
There were three people in the interview. In the middle, the person in charge with a stern face scanned Ye Mufan up and down like an X-ray, and saw that his outfit was very eye-catching, but it was a pity that they were all cheap and low-end brands.
"What about your resume?" the person in charge asked.
"I forgot to bring it." Ye Mufan still didn't take out the resume after all.
"Can you forget this?" The person in charge showed displeasure. For the sake of the other party's appearance and aesthetics, he decided to give him a chance, took a sip of coffee, and asked casually, "What's your name?"
"Ye Mufan."
"Pfft—" Hearing the man's name, the person in charge spit out a mouthful of tea, "cough cough cough cough..."
Seeing this, Ye Mufan frowned slightly, not understanding why the other party reacted so violently.
I saw the person in charge with a stern attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees, and quickly got up and greeted him, "Oh, it turned out to be Teacher Ye, why didn't you tell me earlier, the director explained, let you come and go directly His office!"
Ye Mufan looked confused, "The director asked me to go directly to his office? Didn't he have an interview first?"
"You can't go wrong, you can't go wrong! Teacher Ye, you are the person invited by the director himself, why do you need an interview!"
The person in charge directly handed over the rest of the interview work to other colleagues, and then led Ye Mufan out while talking.
What? The director personally invited you over
Ye Mufan was completely confused about the situation, and followed the person in charge into a spacious office in a daze.
"Our director won't be here in a while. Mr. Ye, please wait a moment. I'll have someone make tea for you. Do you need anything else?" the person in charge asked attentively.
"No..." Ye Mufan decided to wait and see what happens, anyway, if he makes a mistake, it's not his fault.
"That's okay, you can call me anytime if you need anything!"
"good."
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