Ning Meng came to the company and went directly into the president's office.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw an unexpected guest - Cao Xuehua.
She turned her back to the door and was showing off to Ning Wentao: "...Tiantian is really popular now. This song can help her status rise even higher. Back then, I told Tiantian to join your company, and you still
If you don’t want to, do you regret it now? Look at your company, all the talented artists have left, leaving only these crooked melons and cracked jujubes..."
Ning Wentao was in front of her and in front of Ning Meng, completely different from each other. He sat on the chair seriously, with a solemn look on his face and an impatient tone: "When Meng Meng didn't like her, how could I sign the contract?"
She joined the company..."
A trace of hatred flashed in Cao Xuehua's eyes, but he still spoke: "I said this, why are you still anxious? But Tiantian's current status, endorsements, scripts, and advertisements are countless, waiting for her to choose...
"
"Yeah?"
Ning Meng entered the room, sat comfortably on the sofa next to her, and looked at Cao Xuehua, "Su Tiantian is in the spotlight now, but Auntie, don't be too happy too early. After all, there is an old saying -"
She grinned and said angrily: "The higher you lift it, the harder it will fall!"
Cao Xuehua's face froze, anger welling up in her heart. But thinking that Ning Wentao was beside her, she said with a fake smile: "Mengmeng, I know you look down on Tiantian, but Tiantian's efforts have not been in vain, and now she has finally turned around.
!”
Ning Meng blinked: "Auntie, when a salted fish turns over, he is also a salted fish!"
Cao Xuehua:?
Ning Wentao directly ignored Cao Xuehua. At this moment, his face turned dark with anger. His eyes were full of his daughter, and he praised: "Mengmeng, your skills in attacking people are getting better and better now!"
I used to call a bumpkin or a country bumpkin, nothing new, but now, I can even speak idioms!
Ning Wentao felt that his daughter had grown up, and he showed a happy expression like an uncle smiling.
Seeing that Cao Xuehua's lungs were about to explode with anger, Ning Meng was very satisfied, so she stood up and said, "Dad, you guys talk, I'll go check out the song I recorded last time."
But Ning Wentao followed Wanwai and said, "What do we have to talk about? Let's go, I'll go with you."
Cao Xuehua:……
Cao Xuehua followed the two men bitterly.
They found relevant personnel and asked them to put the songs recorded by Lin Qingbei on the Internet.
After all, Lin Qingbei is a newcomer, he doesn’t have many fans, and he’s not famous. Only his own fans will repost it on the Internet.
Such a beautiful classic song will become a hit sooner or later, but if it is not promoted, it will take time to brew.
Ning Meng directly said to the staff around him: "I asked you to buy the promotion, did you buy it? Why haven't you joined it yet?"
The staff member had a stern look on his face. He glanced at Cao Xuehua and said, "I submitted the application, but Mr. Cao didn't agree."
Ning Meng raised her eyebrows and looked at Cao Xuehua, who was in charge of the company's financial department.
Cao Xuehua's face darkened, and she lowered her voice and said: "Mengmeng, your promotion efforts are completely based on the level of a king. How can a young newcomer be used? I know you want to suppress Tiantian's limelight.
But if the quality of the songs is not good, the money spent on promotion will be wasted..."
Ning Meng ignored her and just glanced at Ning Wentao lightly.
He immediately ordered without hesitation: "Promote!"