Reborn I don't need a heroine

When Lu Qi was urging Fu Jiu to do his homework at home, Pei Ningle had just walked out of the recording hall of a variety show.

In this country's premier variety show, being able to sing a song on the stage for four minutes is undoubtedly the dream of thousands of musicians.

But Pei Ningle was just a little nervous before singing. After she started singing, her mind couldn't help but drift a little... Perhaps because the song she sang was too affectionate, the girl couldn't help but began to miss the boy who was thousands of miles away.

After the song was sung, when chatting with the host, Pei Ningle couldn't help but want to say that this song was written for Wang Heng.

But can't say.

Not only can't say, but can't even reveal the slightest clue. When people ask about the original intention of writing a song, they have to smile and prevaricate: "No, I'm concentrating on my music career now, and I have to learn a lot to improve myself, and I don't have time to think about relationship issues..."

This kind of answer was already arranged by sister Xu. She didn't even have to think about it, she just had to come up with the answers she had prepared.

Of course, even Miss Xu didn't know...

When he walked out of the recording site and saw the oncoming assistant, Pei Ningle couldn't help asking, "Have you booked your plane ticket?"

Ren Qianyan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said: "It's been booked a long time ago, we'll go back tomorrow afternoon."

Pei Ningle: "Can it be changed to tonight?"

Ren Qianyan was even more stunned: "What?"

Pei Ningle thought for a while, then shook his head: "Forget it, forget it, tonight is still too late, and the air ticket is not so easy to change... Let's go back to the hotel first."

Ren Qianyan nodded obediently, and without asking any further questions, she walked out of the building with the girl, took the special car that she booked earlier, and headed straight to the hotel.

The grade of the private car is not low. Even if you don't know the car brand, it is not difficult to judge the grade of the car just by the smooth and comfortable feeling of sitting in the car.

But Pei Ningle's mind was not on the surrounding environment at all.

The girl took out her mobile phone, opened the address book, looked at Wang Heng's mobile phone number, and was stunned for a while.

Half a month has passed since the confidentiality agreement under the ferris wheel. The agreed period is one month, that is to say, there are only a dozen days left before the day of harvesting the fruit.

But Pei Ningle couldn't wait any longer.

The girl who fell in love couldn't help but want to confess loudly, she wanted everyone to know who she liked, and she wanted to show off her lover to everyone...

Taking a few deep and slow breaths, Pei Ningle turned to glance at Ren Qianyan who was sitting beside her.

It's refreshing to be self-willed, but what about others? How many troubles will the staff around you face because of their willfulness?

Recalling the experience in the Ferris wheel that day, and the second kiss at home later, the girl felt relieved. It's good not to let others know, after all, there are some gem-like precious memories that only belong to me and him.

"Love shouldn't show off, it should be simple, shouldn't it?" Pei Ningle said to himself, and read aloud.

Ren Qianyan next to her was startled: "Miss Pei, what did you say?"

Pei Ning smiled happily: "It's nothing, just an idea for a new song."

Ren Qianyan looked at her with admiration in her eyes: "You are so amazing, you are a philosopher of love! And other people just post a Weibo, you can use such an idea to write a song, it's too strong!"

Pei Ningle scratched his head, and suddenly felt that he might really be able to use this idea to write another song.

Ren Qianyan suddenly asked again: "Then Miss Pei has already decided, the next song will be a love song?"

The girl blinked: "Uh, probably..."

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This morning, the front desk lady of Zhutang Entertainment sat in her seat, picked up a small mirror, and hummed a song to make up for herself. As the front desk of the company, she feels that this is undoubtedly part of the job content.

Suddenly, a young boy in sportswear walked in.

The lady at the front desk subconsciously wanted to ask if she was here for an interview, but when she looked closely, she was shocked. She quickly put down the mirror in her hand, stood up and bowed: "Mr. Wang!"

Wang Heng smiled and asked, "Is Miss Xu there?"

The front desk lady immediately realized that the 'Sister Xu' she was talking about was the company's spokesperson, Mr. Xu. She recalled the faces she had seen more than an hour ago, and replied respectfully: "She should be in the office, Mr. Wang, shall I take you in?"

"No need, I know how to get inside."

Wang Heng smiled at her, and walked in with a relaxed and casual pace.

The front desk lady turned her head to look at his back until he disappeared, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although the young boss seemed very friendly, she dared not be slighted.

"He looks pretty when he smiles..." the front desk lady murmured, and suddenly patted her forehead, "Really, it's just the aura of money, don't think so much, don't want so much!"

At this time, Wang Heng had already knocked on the door of Xu Xiaxia's independent office and walked in.

Facing Mr. Xu, who was sitting leisurely behind the desk with other employees, he quickly stood up and pointed at the sofa respectfully: "Mr. Wang, please sit down."

Wang Heng sat down and asked, "It was not clear on the phone just now, what about the data of Pei Ningle's new album?"

Xu Xiaxiahui reported: "The album's title song has already ranked in the top ten of the new song list of Net Domain Music, and it has soared to the top of the list, and the upward trend is very obvious. And we don't control the review, but the feedback in the comment area is also quite good."

Wang Heng nodded: "What about other platforms?"

"The performance in Q Music's list is a little bit lower, but it's pretty good. And we expect that when her most recent recorded program is broadcast, there will be a leap forward."

Having said that, Xu Xiaxia brought the laptop in front of Wang Heng and put it on the coffee table, allowing him to see the performance of Pei Ningle's new album on several major platforms.

Considering that the release of the album was just the morning before yesterday, and many charts are based on a week's results, Pei Ningle was able to squeeze into these charts in two days, which is already quite impressive.

Wang Heng couldn't help asking: "Is it true that you didn't make the list?"

Xu Xiaxia smiled and said, "If you really want to check, you must first check Weibo's popularity. Now there is no news about Miss Pei in Weibo's hot search, which can prove your innocence."

Wang Heng: "But word of mouth from fans won't spread so quickly, right?"

Xu Xiaxia: "Yes, so the first wave still depends on our promotion. For example, radio stations, such as station B, and Q and WeChat fan groups. These things used to be only me, so it was difficult to activate. But now that we have a company and enough people to organize a fan base, it's much easier."

Wang Heng nodded: "That's good. By the way, this promotion strategy should be well documented, and it will be reviewed and summarized in the future to form a complete methodology. In the future, Pei Ningle will have more albums, and we will also sign more artist."

Xu Xiaxia: "President Wang, don't worry, there must be no problem in this regard, but..."

Wang Heng: "But what?"

Xu Xiaxia said cautiously: "Someone from the management of station B contacted me to discuss whether to have in-depth cooperation with Ms. Pei, what do you think?"

Wang Heng propped his chin and thought for a while: "Station B..."

Xu Xiaxia waited quietly for instructions. She originally thought that the instructions that Mr. Wang could give were nothing more than agreeing or disagreeing, but the next moment, she was still shocked.

Wang Heng asked: "What is the current valuation of Station B? What round of financing has it reached?"

Xu Xiaxia was stunned: "You... don't you want to invest in station B?"

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