The next day, at Jiangbei International Airport, Luo Qingxuan emerged from the waiting hall, wearing sunglasses and a peaked cap. Although she had wrapped herself up tightly, people in the waiting hall couldn't help but glance at her curvaceous figure. After leaving the waiting area, Luo Qingxuan followed her manager and got into the car that Jiang had sent to pick her up. Once inside, the driver started the car and headed toward the Jiangbei City International Hotel. Luo Qingxuan would rest there temporarily before preparing to endorse the Beauty Pill in the afternoon.
"Miss Luo, this is the room card our chairman prepared for you." After the driver brought them to their destination, he took out two room cards for the presidential suite and handed them to Luo Qingxuan. "You can rest here for a while, and I will pick you up to go to Jiang's in the afternoon."
After the driver finished speaking, he got back into the car and left. Once he was gone, Luo Qingxuan took the room card and led her manager inside the hotel. Upon arriving at the elevator entrance, she pressed the button for the 16th floor and walked in.
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In the presidential suite, Luo Qingxuan took off her peaked cap and sunglasses, leaning back on the sofa with her legs crossed. "Sister Rong, what is the background of this Jiang family?" she asked curiously, looking at her manager, who was still busy.
Zhang Rong, a young woman in her thirties and Luo Qingxuan's manager, paused her work to respond. "I'm not too sure about the details, but the endorsement fee from Jiang is quite substantial this time."
"They offered a staggering 100 million for the endorsement." Hearing this, Zhang Rong stopped what she was doing and continued slowly. Typically, tens of millions would be enough to hire a celebrity for an endorsement, but Jiang had made an extraordinary offer of 100 million. After hearing this, Zhang Rong had no hesitation in bringing Luo Qingxuan to Jiangbei City. After the company took its cut of 30 million, Luo Qingxuan would be left with 70 million, which would also yield her several million.
"Is it really that much?" Luo Qingxuan was momentarily stunned, shocked by Jiang's wealth.
"The endorsement fee is indeed high, but there won't be any dividends in the future," Zhang Rong added. Although previous endorsements Luo Qingxuan had done had lower initial fees, they typically provided around 3% in dividends each year, averaging several million annually.
"Then it doesn't matter. With such a high endorsement fee, whether or not I get dividends is irrelevant," Luo Qingxuan said with a smile. She believed that what Jiang wanted her to endorse was just an ordinary cosmetic product. Regardless of the potential follow-up profits, they probably wouldn't be significantly higher. Thus, she felt very satisfied with the tens of millions she was set to receive.
"Take a look at this. This is the information sent by the Jiang family." As Zhang Rong spoke, she typed a few commands on her laptop, and a completed PowerPoint presentation appeared on the screen in front of Luo Qingxuan.
Curious, Luo Qingxuan leaned forward to look. "Beauty Pill has the effects of beautifying and nourishing the skin, improving skin texture, and removing acne... It's a one-time product with immediate results." The presentation also included a before-and-after video of someone consuming the Beauty Pill.
"Sister Rong, do you think this pill is really so magical?" Luo Qingxuan asked, somewhat skeptically, after seeing how dramatically the woman had changed in the video. She felt that Jiang's people were exaggerating; after all, where in the world could there be cosmetic products with such immediate effects? "This video is probably edited," Zhang Rong said dismissively. She had seen similar tactics before; if it weren't so miraculous, who would buy it?
Luo Qingxuan nodded silently, sharing Zhang Rong's sentiment. She didn't comment further, instead leaning back on the sofa, picking up the plush bear lying nearby, and began watching TV with interest.
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"Boss Jiang, Luo Qingxuan has arrived, and we can get her to endorse the Beauty Pill for us this afternoon."
"Does Jiang usually come up with the lines himself, or does he let his colleagues from the Propaganda Department handle it?" Chen Xuewei asked curiously in the Jiang Group's Chairman's Office. Generally speaking, Jiang Che never cared much about press conferences. In the past, he had never been involved when new cosmetics were produced and released. However, this time, the Beauty Pill was of particular importance to him, which was why he was so concerned.
"You don't need to prepare any lines. Just have Luo Qingxuan eat a Beauty Pill in front of the reporters," Jiang Che replied casually. No matter how well-written the lines were, nothing could match the effect of Luo Qingxuan consuming the Beauty Pill in person.
"Okay, Mr. Jiang. I'll communicate your instructions," Chen Xuewei responded.
"I have already contacted reporters from several news outlets, and a press conference will be held at three o'clock this afternoon."
"Um."
"Then I'll prepare for the endorsement of the Beauty Pill," Chen Xuewei said, twisting her waist as she left and closing the door behind her.