Almighty Star Daddy

Guomai Building

VIP lounge

"Oh my Huizi, why are you still here? The signing ceremony is about to start." Tang Huizi's agent hurried to the lounge.

Tang Huizi slowly exhaled the scented mist from her mouth, holding a lady's cigarette with two fingers, flicking the cigarette ash lightly, and pouting her red lips, "What's the hurry, that old thing Yang Bin has already sorted it out for me. I just have to go to the meeting, and I don't have to worry about anything."

"I heard that Shu Ya also held a new album signing event today. Although our company has not officially acknowledged it, it has already spread on the Internet, and the news of her official fan support group has been confirmed."

After hearing the agent's words, Tang Huizi sneered, "Haha, just her?"

The agent wanted to say something else, but Tang Huizi interrupted, "Don't say that she couldn't put together an album in such a short time, even if she did, it would be a parallel song, and there would be no market. Yang Bin would have helped her long ago. I checked it out. It is impossible for her to invite songs from several famous music producers in Beidu, and writing songs is not a matter of a day or two, so Shu Ya insisted on grabbing it from me and reached out. Let me punch you in the face, let's punch it well."

Tang Huizi rolled her eyes, her expression was extremely unnatural on her slightly stiff face after excessive plastic surgery.

"Huizi, you don't know, but Shu Ya is actually..."

"Okay, okay, don't nagging, I want to rest, I'm exhausted all night." After saying that, Tang Huizi closed his eyes and leaned into the sofa.

The agent had no choice but to swallow the words he wanted to say, and said softly, "I'll ask Annie to do my makeup in a while, and I have to go out in half an hour, and the signing will start immediately. ."

Tang Huizi still closed her eyes as if her manager was talking to the air.

She waited for a while, but still didn't get Tang Huizi's response, she shook her head helplessly and walked out of the VIP lounge.

Outside the lounge, the staff have been busy all morning, and the media reporters have also been in the lobby early to find the most suitable angle for shooting.

As the boss of the brokerage company, Yang Bin personally went to the scene to call Tang Huizi. This face is already a big deal at the signing ceremony of the new singer.

Zhang Xiaofan, who originally planned to attend the signing ceremony, did not come. He called Tang Huizi's agent early in the morning and told him that he was not feeling well and could not go to the scene to cheer for Huizi, hoping that she would sell well at the signing ceremony. Then turned off the phone.

Yang Bin suddenly glanced at the scene, his brows were tight, and he called his assistant to his side, "What's the matter, where is the group performer you asked for? Why haven't you come yet?"

The assistant also scanned the "fans" who were waiting in line at the scene, and whispered in Yang Bin's ear, "These are the group performances I invited."

Yang Bin's eyes widened, "What about the real fans?"

The little assistant carefully glanced at the crowd lined up again, and said softly, "Excluding the group performance I was looking for, there are probably a dozen or 20 real fans."

Yang Bin couldn't believe his ears. How could this be possible? He devoted his company's contacts to help Tang Huizi promote, and he didn't talk about the major media that he used his personal connections to pull in, so he created a topic for Tang Huizi.

It's the company's official website. The news of Tang Huizi's new album has been broadcast on the official WeChat account for a month. How could such a big battle not be able to blow up the real fans?

"Impossible, impossible." Yang Bin still didn't believe it. He raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, comforting himself.

The assistant has been with Yang Bin for a long time, and has also participated in many singers' autographs. Standing beside Yang Bin and thinking about it, he couldn't help but say, "Mr. Yang, you really have done your best to promote Miss Tang, but this is not the case. This kind of propaganda can only blow up the media, but not the fans, and the people who really listen to the music, what they value most is the work itself."

The assistant knew that Yang Bin was a smiling tiger. On the surface, he was amiable and amiable, but he was actually very domineering and fierce.

If it was before,

If someone refuted him directly like this, Yang Bin would definitely get angry, but at the moment he couldn't get angry, there was a buzzing sound in his ear, he was still waiting for the fans to come back after a while.

This is clearly deceiving himself. The real fans wish to queue up two hours in advance, for fear that they will be late, and there will be too many people in the queue.

There will be no time to come at all, and those who have not come at this moment will definitely not come.

Tang Huizi's agent didn't know that the "fans" who came at the moment were still group performers, so he walked up to Yang Bin and slapped his mouth, "We've done so much publicity, but not many people come."

Yang Bin's angry eyes shifted to her.

The agent gasped and said with an embarrassing smile, "Not a lot. We Huizi are still newcomers after all. It's not ashamed to have these fans at the signing event, and it's good-looking in front of the media." The words go back.

But I didn't expect Yang Bin's face to look even worse.

Yang Bin clenched his back molars and squeezed out a few words, "Where's Zhang Xiaofan?"

"He called in the morning and said that he couldn't come because he was not feeling well, and then wished our Huizi album a big sale."

"He suddenly stopped coming?" It was only at this moment that Yang Bin remembered what Zhang Xiaofan had been telling him before, and what he saw this morning, the missed call from Zhang Xiaofan last night.

Yang Bin quickly took out his mobile phone, found Zhang Xiaofan's phone number, and clicked to dial.

"The number you have dial can not be reached......"

When he heard this series of beeps, Yang Bin's heart thumped.

He sucked in his breath, "Come on, go now, find out where Shu Ya is at the signing ceremony, and what's the situation now."

The agent knew that Shu Ya was at the signing ceremony today, and wanted to tell Tang Huizi just now, but she was told by a lot of people, and she also wanted to say this.

Yang Bin only felt dizzy. He had been drinking Tang Huizi's soup for the past few days, and he felt much better. Why did he suddenly feel dizzy? Slow down.

Soon the agent ran over again, "They, they have too many fans there, and the order at the scene is not easy to maintain, so fans have been refused entry, but they promised to hold the next signing session, and the time and place will be notified separately. "

Yang Bin only felt that the blood was rushing upwards as he learned to manage, his eyes blinked, and he slumped in the chair.

"I heard just now that many media who were planning to come to us on the road have now turned to go to them."

Yang Bin clutched his temples, his eyes were pitch black.

"What are you doing here? My signing party is about to start." Tang Huizi wore a sexy red dress, her feet were sky high, her hands were wrapped around her chest, she pointed at the surrounding staff, and finally turned her eyes away. On Yang Bin's body. "Mr. Yang, you can see that they don't work very well. What will they look like when they are seen by fans later."

Yang Bin shook off Tang Huizi's hand and stood up suddenly, "What kind of fans are you from?" After speaking, he turned and left, leaving Tang Huizi with a coquettish expression on his face.

"He, what was he talking about just now?" Tang Huizi asked, looking at the direction Yang Bin was leaving.