Guomai Tower

VIP Lounge

"Oh, my Huizi, why are you still here? The signing meeting will begin soon." Tang Huizi's agent hurried to the lounge.

Tang Huizi slowly spit out the incense mist in her mouth. Holding a lady's cigarette in her fingers, she flicked the cigarette ash gently and skimmed the flaming red lips. "What's the hurry? The old thing Yang Bin will help me take care of it. In a moment, I just need to attend, and I don't care about anything."

"I heard that Shuya also held a new album signing meeting today. Although our company has not officially recognized it, it has spread on the Internet, and her official fan support group has actually heard."

After listening to the agent's words, Tang Huizi sneered, "ha ha, just her?"

The agent wanted to say something more. Tang Huizi interrupted, "don't say she can't get together an album in such a short time. Even if she gets together, it's a parallel song. There won't be a market. Yang Bin has helped me manage it for a long time. It's impossible for her to invite songs from several famous music producers in Beidu, and it's not a day or two to write songs, Shuya just wants to fight with me. She stretches her face out and lets me fight. Let's fight well. "

Tang Huizi rolled her eyes. After excessive cosmetic surgery, her face was slightly stiff, and her expression was very unnatural.

"Huizi, you don't know. In fact, Shuya her..."

"All right, all right, stop nagging. I'm going to have a rest. I'm tired all night." Then Tang Huizi closed her eyes and leaned into the sofa.

The agent had no choice but to swallow what he wanted to say back into his stomach and said softly, "I'll let Anne mend her makeup in a while. I have half an hour to go out. The signing meeting will begin immediately."

Tang Huizi still closed her eyes, like an agent talking to the air.

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

Outside the lounge, the staff have been busy all morning, and the media reporters have been in the hall 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 has been great at the signing meeting of the new singer.

Zhang Xiaofan, who originally planned to attend the signing meeting, 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 Huizi. He hoped that her signing meeting would sell well. Then he turned off his cell phone.

Yang Bin suddenly glanced at the scene with a tight eyebrow and called his assistant to him, "what's the matter? Let you find the group show? Why haven't you come yet? "

The assistant also swept around the "fans" 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 in line and whispered, "excluding the group show I'm looking for, there are about ten or twenty real fans."

Yang Bin couldn't believe his ears. How could this be possible? He devoted his company's contacts to help Tang Huizi publicize, excluding the major media he pulled through his personal relations, and deliberately created a lot of topics for Tang Huizi before.

It's the company's official website. The news of Tang Huizi's new album has been rolling on the official wechat for a month. Can't such a big formation blow up real fans?

"Impossible, impossible." Yang Bin still didn't believe it. He raised his wrist and looked at his eye watch to comfort himself. There was still some time. Maybe he would have it later.

The little assistant has been with Yang Bin for a long time and has also participated in the signing meetings of many singers. Standing beside Yang Bin, he thought for a moment and couldn't help but say, "Mr. Yang, you have really achieved the extreme of the publicity offensive for Miss Tang, but this kind of publicity can only blow up the media, not the fans. For those who really listen to the song, what they value most is the work itself."

The assistant knew that Yang Bin was a smiling tiger. On the surface, he was amiable, but in fact he was very domineering and fierce. He said what he said in his heart, so he pulled a reason and said he was going to continue to be busy, so he left.

If someone had refuted him so directly in the past, Yang Bin would be angry, but now he couldn't get angry. He was still looking forward to it. The fans will come back in a while.

It's obvious that I lied to myself. Real fans want to queue up two hours in advance for fear that they won't be able to queue up when they go late.

You won't be stuck in time at all. If you don't come at the moment, you will never come.

Tang Huizi's agent didn't know that the "fans" who came at the moment were all group performances. He went to Yang Bin and smashed his mouth. "We've done so much publicity, but not many people have come."

Yang Bin's angry eyes shifted to her.

The agent gasped and said with an awkward smile, "there are a lot of them. After all, Huizi is still a newcomer. It's not a shame to have these fans at the signing meeting. It's also good-looking in front of the media." She was trying to round it back.

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

Yang Bin clenched his teeth and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "where's Zhang Xiaofan?"

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

"He suddenly didn't come?" Yang Bin remembered at this time what Zhang Xiaofan had been saying to him before and what he saw this morning. Zhang Xiaofan missed the call last night.

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

"The phone you dialed is turned off..."

When hearing this string of prompt sounds, Yang Bin's heart clicked.

He gasped, "go, go now, find out where Shuya is at the signing meeting, and what's the situation now."

The agent knew that Shuya had a signing meeting today. Just now he wanted to talk to Tang Huizi, but he was called. He also wanted to say this. At the moment, according to the boss's order, he hurried to the sideline while making a phone call.

Yang Bin only felt dizzy and bloated. He had been drinking Tang Huizi's soup these days. He felt much better. Why did he suddenly feel dizzy? He couldn't think much. He helped the table of the signing meeting and slowed down.

Soon the agent ran over again, "they, there are too many fans there, and the on-site order is not easy to maintain. They have refused fans to enter, but they promised to carry out the next signing meeting, and the time and place will be notified to you."

Yang Bin only felt the blood surging upward in his blood vessels. His eyes were dazzled and he sat down in his chair.

"I just heard that many of the media who were going to come to us on the road have turned to them."

Yang Bin covered his temples and his eyes were dark.

"What are you doing here? My signing meeting is about to begin. " Wearing a sexy red dress, Tang Huizi hated the sky high, put her hands around her chest, pointed at the surrounding staff, and finally focused on Yang Bin“ President Yang, you see, they don't work well. What do they look like when they are seen by fans later? "

Yang Bin shook off Tang Huizi's hand and suddenly stood up, "what fans, where do you come from?" Then he turned and left, leaving Tang Huizi with a coquettish and stiff expression on his face.

"He, what was he talking about?" Tang Huizi looked at the direction Yang Bin left and muttered in a low voice.

The agent knew what Yang Bin meant. He sighed and didn't speak.