Sheng Mian leaned on the sofa, feeling tired. She forced herself to go upstairs, barely took a bath, and then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
The next morning, when she woke up, she still saw no reply from Fu Yancheng.
After going to the company, she started having meetings again.
The senior executives all listened attentively. Sheng Mian spoke for two hours before slowly lowering his eyelashes.
"That's about it for the recent work. Everyone can't slack off. The public relations department always pays attention to the public opinion on the Internet. I'm worried that the remaining people from Tongxing will do something else."
"Mr. Sheng, Song Tang's drama has been released and has received a good response. Now we are getting a lot of endorsements. She has a vague tendency to become a first-line star. It is estimated that she will reach this level by the time the drama is finished."
Shengmian didn't sleep well last night and yawned.
She looked at Chen Jingxi.
"The route Song Tang will take in the future will be left to you. You don't need to take her with you, but you must at least plan her general path. After all, you are the one who came into contact with her from the beginning."
Chen Jingxi nodded.
Sheng Mianlu said a few more points one after another before tiredly announcing that the meeting was adjourned.
When she returned to the office, she looked at the sunshine outside and asked Zhuang Wan: "Has the dress I asked the courier to get arrived?"
"Here we are, I've already sent someone to Yujingyuan."
"Zhuang Wan, you have helped me take care of everything in the afternoon. I have to attend a party tonight."
"Okay, Mr. Sheng."
When Zhuang Wan nodded, Sheng Mian still saw many marks on her body. They were not new, but still from that day. Although they were almost fading, these marks were purple and were pressed out by gravity.
Her brows furrowed.
"If there is something that cannot be resolved, it is best to discuss it with me."
Zhuang Wan froze and quickly changed the subject.
"Then Mr. Sheng wants me to go with you? I can act as your driver."
Sheng Mian thought for a while and nodded.
"I'm sure I'll see a lot of big shots in the film and television industry tonight. I might as well take you there to meet them. Everyone will be doing business by then."
Just when the two were about to set off, they saw Chen Jingxi hurriedly walking out of the conference room.
"Mr. Sheng, when Song Tang was attending a press conference for a new drama just now, he was knocked down by a black fan. He fell off the stage and hit his head. He was rescued in the hospital."
Sheng Mian was startled and immediately stopped caring about the party. The three of them immediately went to the hospital.
Because Song Tang has almost become a first-line star, and she was live broadcasting when she had the accident, her injury has become a hot topic, and now fans are worried about Song Tang's condition.
Sheng Mian and the three of them were all standing in the hospital corridor, walking around anxiously.
The downstairs of the hospital was also surrounded by fans. The fact that Song Tang was sent to the hospital had been leaked, and now it was difficult for the three of them to leave.
Sheng Mian first called the public relations department and asked them to pay attention to the public opinion on the Internet to avoid being misled by malicious people. Then she asked Song Tang's agent to post a post on Weibo, asking fans who were staying in the hospital to go home first.
Otherwise it will cause confusion.
But Song Tang's knock was so severe that he was thrown off the stage, and there was blood everywhere where his head fell.
Ten minutes later, a marketing account began to spread rumors that Song Tang had passed away.
Fans couldn't stand it any longer and started criticizing s.m. on the Internet.
"Are all the bodyguards assigned by the company jerks? You can't protect a person in public!"
"The scene was too chaotic, which gave the black fans an opportunity to take advantage of it!"
"S.M can't protect its artists at all! It's really unlucky to sign with this company!"
Fans who are more extreme have even started to gather around the company entrance and smash the glass.
After a while, an employee who was still working overtime at the company called me in distress.
"Mr. Sheng, the company is surrounded outside. We probably won't be able to get out tonight. The fans are very excited. We called the police, but it was useless. The largest piece of glass in the lobby on the first floor has been smashed."
The piece of glass was more than ten meters high and fell to the ground in one piece. If it was smashed, someone would be injured accidentally, and the company would fall into a new round of public opinion.