After Switching Bodies, the Mad Overbearing CEO Takes Over the Entertainment Industry-Chapter 47 - Program Highlights

Chapter 47: Chapter 47 Program Highlights

Yan Ming flicked his cigarette butt onto the ground and stomped it out with the tip of his shoe.

“Go back for what? To continue watching our shitty reality show that can’t take off? We’ve done everything we could, we’ve only managed to invite third-tier actresses, and it’s not as popular as the extreme reality show next door. If this keeps going, I’m going to be fired.”

After finishing his rant, he annoyed, he ran his fingers through his disheveled hair and gazed despondently at the students from Imperial City Academy gathering at the entrance.

Assistant Cheng Qi was also helpless. There’s too much competition in everything these days. It’s hard for a show to get popular without hooks, and he looked at the vibrant students in the distance with a sense of nostalgia, “Ah, time flies. In a blink of an eye, I’m already a twenty-seven or twenty-eight-year-old uncle. I remember when I used to be late to school every day, standing as a punishment at the school gate, and even during field trips, we had no school bus to pick us up; we relied on our own two legs to walk. True to its reputation as an elite school, the children of wealthy families get treated too well. I wonder if their lives are any different from us ordinary folks.”

Following Cheng Qi’s gaze, Yan Ming noticed that there was indeed a significant difference between the rich and average families, including quite a few luxury cars waiting to pick up their young masters and misses at the school gate.

An idea suddenly struck him, and he quickly asked, “Xiao Qi, what was that thing you said just now?”

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Cheng Qi looked somewhat confused, “Ah? I told you to go back.”

“No, the last part of the sentence after that.”

“The lives of wealthy families?”

Yan Ming’s eyes lit up, and a bold thought emerged in his mind, “What if we bring the lifestyle of the wealthy onto the screen and create a stark contrast with ordinary folks, and then add stars to heat up the show, would the program be a hit?”

Cheng Qi furrowed his brows and pondered while stroking his chin, “What would the appeal be? We can’t just show wealthy misses how to use a knife and fork while eating, right?”

Yan Ming’s train of thought began to flow, “No, what if we make those pampered rich sons and brothers do work? Like the challenges next door, create various difficulties, similar to ‘The Strongest Brain’, with elimination rounds, where only the smartest can stay to the end. Each episode creates different tasks. If people are tired of watching the entertainment industry, how about watching the challenge between the children of the wealthy and the ‘Academic God’ from the common folk?”

Cheng Qi’s eyes shone. The world of the wealthy was always mysterious to ordinary people. They didn’t expose their lives like the stars did, and the occasional hot search about them would quickly be taken down with money.

He thought there was potential, but…

“Director Yan… would this be more difficult than inviting stars… and they’re still in school now. I heard that the sons and daughters of the Four Great Financial Groups of Kyoto all attend this school, and the ‘Academic God’ is also here, but they’re only high school students now…”

Yan Ming stroked his chin. This was indeed a challenge, and it would be difficult to convince them to participate.

But no matter how difficult, he had to try. To make a name for oneself, some sacrifices had to be made.

He gritted his teeth, “Wait for me to scout out some suitable candidates tomorrow, ask them privately, then send invitations to the homes of the Four Great Financial Groups of Kyoto. If they’re interested, they can stay; if not, it doesn’t matter if they toss it. No one will know anyway.”

Cheng Qi: “…” Indeed, taking shamelessness to the extreme.

He didn’t hold out much hope. After all, it was like clutching at straws, but if they agreed, this show could be explosive.

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Ji Tian returned home, and Ji Weinan had also arrived. He was sitting in the living room eating popcorn and watching TV; it looked like Shen Zhiyi had been successfully appeased by him.

Ji Yanshang was reading a newspaper, while Qiao Luhua was fussing in the kitchen with the so-called “beauty-preserving miracle product.”

With an expressionless face, Ji Tian dropped a math book in front of him, “Third Brother, it’s time to study after playing all day.”

Ji Weinan: “…”

He looked up and glared at Ji Tian, signaling her to keep quiet. Ji Tian sneered and continued, “Dad, Third Brother doesn’t want to study.”

Ji Yanshang looked up from his newspaper, his eyes glaring, “Go study now. All day long, giggling and laughing like that, and now you’re even leading your sister astray from studying.”

Ji Weinan angrily picked up the pencil, glaring at Ji Tian through gritted teeth, and Ji Tian, who loved stirring up trouble, coolly said, “Dad, third brother wants to hit me.”

Ji Weinan: “???” Okay, you’re tattling, huh?!

Ji Yanshang kept a stern face and asked, “Are you rebelling?”

Ji Weinan meekly replied, “I’m not…”

“Then why aren’t you going already? Do I need to supervise your writing?”

Ji Weinan: “…”

Fuming, he turned to leave, but before he did, he left Ji Tian with a piece of lip-talk: You just wait!

Ji Tian just pursed her lips, vowing to herself that however much time he spent on Shen Zhiyi, she would make him study for that many hours!

When Ji Weinan went up to the study, Ji Qilin came back the next second; he had come especially to find Ji Tian.

“Tiantian.”

“Second brother!” Ji Tian brightened up at the sight of Ji Qilin, immediately clinging to his arm and asking with her head tilted back, “Why are you back?”

Ji Qilin smiled and rubbed her head, “Didn’t I say last week that I would take you to the Medical Research Conference this Friday?”

Ji Tian blinked, “Isn’t there still one day left?”

“I just finished up things at the research institute, so I came back to check on you.”

Hearing the commotion, Qiao Luhua came out of the kitchen holding a pot of unidentifiable cuisine, and upon hearing the conversation, she chimed in, “I’d be satisfied if your elder brother cared half as much as you do. Ever since we’ve been back these days, he hasn’t stayed at home for even a moment—are we going to eat him or what?”

Ji Qilin continued with a gentle smile, “If you stop suggesting he get back with Fu Wanxue, perhaps he might come back.”

Qiao Luhua choked up, muttering quietly, “Aren’t I just worried about his marriage? The year will turn, and he’ll be 28; he’s not even a bit anxious. I think Xiao Xue is really nice, a lady from a scholarly family, who even entered the entertainment industry because of him. Where else can you find a girl who’s so full-hearted and full-eyed for him?”

Ji Qilin felt somewhat helpless; their mother was great in every way except she was particularly concerned about their marriages. Ji Tian and Ji Weinan were still young and had not yet been subject to this kind of torment.

But year after year, he and his older brother had to listen to this talk, to the point where he felt as if he was already in his seventies or eighties and couldn’t find a wife.

His smile unchanged, he continued, “Elder brother doesn’t like Fu Wanxue; no matter how much you talk, it’s pointless. It was also you who pressured him into being with Fu Wanxue back then.”

Qiao Luhua almost had her high blood pressure spike, passing the entire pot of cuisine into Ji Yanshang’s arms, “Are you going to take care of your son or not?!”

Ji Yanshang placed the cuisine on the coffee table, trying to calm her, “Wife, grandchildren will have their own fortune; you worrying so much is pointless. When Ling Yun figures it out, he will get married.”

“By the time he figures it out, I’ll be buried! Dead and still can’t rest in peace, is that it?”

Ji Yanshang: “…Look at what you’re saying; it’s not that exaggerated.”

Ji Tian watched them argue about Ji Lingyun’s marriage and carefully recollected her older brother’s past girlfriends in her mind.

Then she realized…

Does dating for three days even count as dating?!