Chapter 511

Mu Rao's tour of concerts has been reserved, he asked for the best place in the VIP of all the times, and specially changed into a more casual and comfortable clothes, ready to act as a courier himself.

Wan Ming holding a pile of scripts into Mu Rao's office, feel that there may be something wrong with his eyes.

The man in pencil pants and a white shirt said, "when did you change your style?"

Murao, with one hand in his pocket, asked, "how do you feel?"

"There's a sense of College grass."

Wan Ming truthfully replied that the facial features of Mu Rao's mixed blood are too eye-catching, and all kinds of styles are controlled.

Murao was very satisfied.

"Is --" Wan Ming looks at the boss who is obviously in a good mood, and does not speak so scrupulously.

"What is it?"

Murao asked earnestly.

"It's a bit tender."

Wan Ming pondered for a long time and found a suitable word.

What he got was Mu Rao's knife like eye attack, "what is pretending to be tender?

Am I very old? "

Wan Ming was surprised to find that he stepped on the tiger's tail, and immediately explained with a smile, "not old, not old, not old at all. A man is still a flower at forty. Besides, you are only thirty years old and in the prime of your life.

You are in your early twenties. "

Mu Rao was satisfied, and his lips rarely rose.

Wan Ming see the boss's mood is better, carefully asked, "it seems that there is no announcement today, what other arrangements do you have?"

Mu around in front of the mirror, plucked a few hair, "there is a very important thing I need to complete personally."

Big boss himself, what big action does the studio have?

Wan Ming was surprised, "can I help you?"

Murao turned around and asked seriously, "how am I really?"

"Good."

"You've done the best you can."

Murao picked up the car key, put on a back windbreaker, and went out.

"Where are you going?

Do you need a driver?

Today is Xiao Zhao's holiday. "

Wan Ming asked.

Mu Rao just raised the kraft paper envelope in his hand and walked away with spring breeze.

Wan Ming stands in the office, trying to think, that brown paper envelope is his own?

It seems that there are tickets for every concert.

I remember that he also asked who the ticket was for, but he put so much effort into it. All of them were the best seats.

What did Murao say at that time?

It's like some kind of fan.

Wan Ming, suddenly open, so, return his mouth very important thing, is to send fans concert tickets!! So, he just asked if he needed his own help. Murao asked him about his image again, not joking with him, but, the image problem is really important to him! Wan Ming felt a headache in his skull, which was very painful. Last night, there was a lot of excitement on the microblog. Instead of avoiding it, his artists still took the initiative to rush to it. If this was caught by a reporter, he was a superstar of three habitats, and went to a small fan's home, and the micro blog would not be completely paralyzed?

At the thought of this, as an agent, what kind of disastrous public relations problems he has to face, he feels headache! It is estimated that the hair just grown out will all be lost. With such a carefree artist, he has not been bald, thanks to his strong will.

* Mu Rao asked Jiang Mo about Tong Tong's address, so he could find him.

After getting off the elevator, Mu Rao faced the reflection outside the elevator door and sorted out his image again. Then he went to the door and knocked on the door.

"Dangdangdang -"

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