Chapter 397: Wu Bai, Master of Attitude Management
Downstairs of YGE Company, a group of girls holding protest signs blocked the door.
"Be a good idol and refuse yge!"
"Anyone who commits unjust acts will be punished by his own death. Reject yge and forcefully promote the garbage group!"
It turns out that someone announced that Min Cheon-eun did not allow Big Boom and White Pink to represent Korea, and their fans immediately couldn't sit still.
Although everyone knows that with their current status, they no longer need to gain fame in this way, but this represents Goryeo!
It would be shameful to speak out, so even if the company gave this opportunity to someone else, they would still want to get it back for their brother!
The president's office on the 18th floor of yge company.
Min Tianen stood by the floor-to-ceiling window and looked down at the small sparrow-like people downstairs, with a hint of unhappiness on his gloomy face.
Behind him, Li Mingyu, the manager of big boom and white pink, stood not far away, not daring to express his anger.
"The exhibition will be held tonight. When I give you thirty minutes, please deal with it immediately!"
Min Tianhao didn't even look at Li Mingyu.
"Yes, boss, I'll handle it right away!"
After replying, Li Mingyu didn't dare to stay for a moment longer and immediately left. He didn't let out a long breath until he got into the elevator.
He has been with Min Tianhao for ten years. He clearly knows what happens to people who make Min Tianhao unhappy, and he doesn't want to be one of them.
"Ding~"
As the elevator signaled that it had arrived, Li Mingyu straightened his collar, changed his cautious look, and walked quickly to the leading fan.
The leading girl has long, straight black hair, fair skin, and is quite pretty.
Li Mingyu didn't say anything, but lit a cigarette. He took a deep breath and spit the smoke on the girl's face.
"If I remember correctly, the bastard who followed Yang Yang some time ago was you, right?"
The girl's expression changed, but she still stared at Li Mingyu stubbornly without saying a word.
"It's useless to stare at me, you know? If you don't leave, call the police to arrest you, and you'll be put on record!"
The people holding the light signs looked at each other. Although no one left, Li Mingyu had already found a breakthrough.
He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, pressed "112" on it, and turned the screen to the person in front of him.
"Last chance!"
Before anyone could react, he had already pressed the dial button.
…
At 4:10 pm China time, the plane landed at the Korea Capital Airport.
Wu Bai and his group of four people chatted and laughed and got off the plane together with the flow of people, while Huang Xiaoyun followed them not far or close behind them.
Mao Buyi had already recovered halfway through the flight. Although his body was still a little weak, he could move freely.
Along the way, Wu Bai had become close to Mao Buyi and the other three. Of course, with Wang Sulong as a pistachio, they had a very pleasant time along the way.
From a distance, everyone saw a man holding a big sign with Chinese characters written on it.
"I'm going! The diplomats at the embassy are afraid that we will get lost! Even a blind person can read such big words!"
Wang Sulong's loud voice immediately attracted the attention of many Korean people, but he didn't care and hugged Wu Bai's shoulders.
"It is said that Korea is one of the Four Asian Tigers. I think this Capital Airport is not that good either!"
Wu Bai nodded in agreement.
"The place is so small, they can't be impressive!"
"Why don't we just talk about it! When talking about pai noodles, we have to talk about our country, China!"
…
The embassy car took everyone all the way to the exhibition hall.
Following them into the studio was Duan Hong, a college student who had studied in Korea for three years.
After coming to Korea for three years, Duan Hong is no different from a local Korean in terms of dress and lifestyle. This time, he also passed the embassy interview and stood out from more than a hundred people to become the
Wu Bai and others’ translation for this trip.
To this end, Duan Hong also put on expensive clothes that he had been reluctant to wear in order to leave a good impression on his idol Wu Bai.
When Wu Bai knew that Duan Hong signed up for translation because of himself, he solemnly wrote a message to Duan Hong in his signature book: study hard and serve the motherland.
…
Four hours later, Wu Bai and others had finished dressing up and were sitting in the dressing room waiting for the show. In order to facilitate the actors to know the situation on the scene in time, the organizer specially installed a TV in each dressing room. In this way, the scene
The situation can be broadcast to everyone in real time.
The venue of 5,000 people was packed, and more than half of them were young girls. They wore glowing lamps or headdresses, and held lamp plaques with Chinese characters in their hands.
"Have you heard? The performers representing our country at this event are shining and my giri!"
"Of course I've heard about such a big thing! I also heard from a senior that Big Boom fans went to protest in front of YGE company this morning, but their manager called the police and arrested them!"
"Really? They don't want to mess with anyone, but they want to mess with YGE? I heard that YGE's boss specializes in raping those female idols!"
"Shhh... keep your voice down, you don't want your life?!"
At this time, a female host in cool clothes slowly walked up from the side of the stage. She held a red microphone and greeted the audience with a smile.
"Fans and friends here, how are you?"
Suddenly, a thunderous response erupted from the crowd, drowning the conversation between the two girls.
"It seems that there are many young and old people here today."
In the lounge, Wang Sulong's eyes were fixed on the TV screen.
"Yes, there are about four to five thousand spectators."
Among the singers present, Deng Ziqi and Wang Sulong have held the most concerts.
Hearing this, Huang Xiaoyun glanced at Wu Bai, who was sitting beside him, with his peripheral vision.
But Wu Bai acted as if he hadn't heard anything at all and still watched the TV calmly.
Just kidding, he, Wu Bai, is not a small character who cannot stand on the stage. The number of online viewers of any live broadcast casually exceeds 100,000. Five thousand people? It’s just a drop in the bucket.
"Wu Bai, you are not nervous."
This was the first time Huang Xiaoyun took the initiative to talk to Wu Bai after everyone met.
Wu Bai turned his head and looked at her.
"There's nothing to be nervous about."
Wu Bai's calm attitude made Huang Xiaoyun feel angry.
I remember when she went on stage for the first time, she was so nervous that she couldn't even hold the microphone. In the end, she had to work on herself mentally for a long time backstage before she could barely get on stage.
After that, she went through many hardships before she could sing with ease on stage.
If her information is correct, this is Wu Bai's first large-scale stage performance.
Is his mentality so good? So good that he doesn't even feel nervous at all?
Huang Xiaoyun didn’t believe it.
She snorted with her nose and stopped looking at Wu Bai.
But I was slandering in my heart.
I’ll let you pretend for a while now, and you’ll see how it performs later!