Tang Zhi Chu mentioned influencer companies, and Huang Ze Jun didn't treat him like an outsider. He shared everything he could think of about how they worked.
Huang Ze Jun was even itching to take a few more photos and give them to their subjects.
"Doesn't telling me all this worry you that I'll steal your idea?" Huang Ze Jun asked, puzzled.
Tang Zhi Chu smiled. "Go ahead and do it. You're better at photography than I am."
"Why?"
Tang Zhi Chu didn't answer. Instead, he said, "MCN agencies are complicated. Without connections or capital, they're hard to run. Take you, for example. You nurture an influencer, and then she starts looking down on you. The resources you can offer her are a step down for her, and they're holding her back. That goes against the human tendency to aim higher."
Huang Ze Jun was surprised. How did Tang Zhi Chu know all this?
Still, Tang Zhi Chu had a point.
Huang Ze Jun's influencer company relied on him and his professional photography team. They focused on creating content, using professional lighting and photography to show off a person's beauty. After all the effort it took to make an influencer, Huang Ze Jun would try to monetize her.
So he'd have her take commercial jobs and promote products, but she wasn't having it.
She'd say that influencers at her level were promoting this or that big-name brand, so why was she stuck hawking snacks that cost one yuan or face masks priced at thirty for ninety-eight?
At first, Huang Ze Jun could talk them down. When that stopped working, he tried enforcing the contracts. Now they were locked in a lawsuit.
There was nothing he could do. Nurturing talent took investment. He couldn't keep pouring money in forever.
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