I'm a chaebol in South Korea

T-ara, who is far away in Yanguo, has just finished performing on the Mango stage.

The enthusiastic audience in the audience made the girls feel great satisfaction and became more and more confident.

Those commercial performances and endorsement contracts from all over the world prove the value of their existence and are also the confidence of the girls.

But just as they were happily enjoying this relaxing moment, their agent brought them a...

Oops?Or should it be happy news? ! !

"We are going home...this time, you will compete with your senior Girls' Generation on the same stage."

"..."

The scene fell into dead silence. The girls looked at me and I looked at you, each aware of the absurdity and disbelief in the other's heart.

what?
Want to compete on the same stage with Girls' Generation seniors? !
Are you kidding? Why is the company doing this? Have they already created a new combination and want to give up on themselves or...

Without it, SNSD is now unrivaled in the local limelight and can stand up to all girl groups on its own.

And achieved results that no one before could have imagined, and began to compete on the same stage with the men's team.

Even the media and fans no longer compare them with girl groups, but directly compare them to Shinhwa and Big Stick...

If I were to compete with such a senior, what would be the result?

Moreover, whether they win or lose, it is bad news for them.

"Why didn't you say anything? Are you scared? Are you scared?"

Xu Haiyu understood their worries and tried to use provocation to awaken their courage and persistence.

But this time, she miscalculated.

"Onie, if we win, we will be torn apart by the fans..."

Lin Zhenna bent down weakly, her expression full of innocence.

"Although there's no chance."

Park So-yeon looked depressed, randomly scratched her hair a few times, and buried her head between her knees.

"Ai Xi, can you be of some use..."

Mrs. Juli stood up, looked at the members angrily, and said angrily: "Even if the hope is slim, we should fight for it once. We are T-ara."

"Guilty~" The perfunctory response made Juli muster up the courage to sneak away.

Sitting back on the chair angrily, she couldn't help but start to worry in her heart, if she lost...

"Onie, is this really going to happen? Is there no way to coordinate?"

As the youngest maknae in the group, Park Ji-yeon is the calmest one.

"I'm afraid, not this time."

Xu Haiyu also had unspeakable nervousness and worries, but he could only stay strong in front of the girls.

They are worried enough. If they, as managers, show distrust in them again, T-ara will really collapse.

Not living in the same era, it is impossible to understand how terrifying SNSD was at its peak.

It was like...like a big mountain pressing on everyone's head.

Looking up, you can only see the foot of the mountain below the towering peak, which is boundless, as if there is no boundary forever.

"Okay, everyone, don't scare yourself here."

Goo Hara stood up, clapped her hands and shouted: "Whether we want it or not, we can only listen to the company's arrangements. I think the president will arrange everything."

When she mentioned Li Zhenyu, new hope ignited in the hearts of the girls, 'Yes, the president will definitely arrange everything and won't let them bump into each other like this. '

……

I met Girls' Generation on the afternoon of T-ara's return to her hometown.When SNSD had just finished a public performance, he was called to the practice room by the president, and met T-ara head-on who only had time to put down his luggage but failed to wash up and tidy up.

"Say hello first!"

T-ara bowed ninety degrees: "Hello, seniors~"

Girls' Generation nodded and responded: "Hello."

Looking at each other, Li Zhenyu seemed to see blue sparks flickering and jumping in the void, "The momentum of the crown seems a bit weak!" '

"Hey girls, bang bang bang..."

Luo Youlan clapped her hands and drew the girls' attention to herself.

"I believe you all already know that in the next three quarters, you will have activities in the country at the same time."

crackling~
The sparks reappeared, and there seemed to be a faint smell of paste in the scorched air, as if something was burning.

Jin Chengcai opened the door and came in. He first nodded to Li Zhenyu and said hello, and then took over Luo Youlan's position.

"Before you start your local return activities, there are a few rules I want to talk about first."

"You are not allowed to slander the other party in private, you are not allowed to beat your fans, and you are not allowed to accept any interviews in private, even if it is a casual interview..."

In the event center, there are always people who will try their best to sneak into the backstage and discover some exciting information so that they can profit from it.

Jin Chengcai is not worried that they will cause conflicts in public, but he should choose to keep silent about some things in private. Accidents always come from careless oversights.

"Misfortune comes from the mouth, please all of you remember this sentence..."

Jin Chengcai glanced at everyone with stern eyes, making sure that they all heard what he said.

Then, he emphasized again: "In any public situation, do not express any personal opinions, any... Do you understand?"

"Starting today, all your personal accounts will be handed over to the management office for unified management. The new supplementary agreement is here. Everyone should sign it."

After getting the supplementary agreement, the most important content is the division of responsibilities caused by speech and negative impact.

Jin Chengcai controlled the rhythm throughout the whole process, and Li Zhenyu on the scene was like a passerby who came to make soy sauce, sitting by the wall in silence, scrolling through his mobile phone with relish.

Twitter is so fun and there are so many female Bodhisattvas!

After reading the benefits distributed by the Bodhisattvas, Li Zhenyu followed up with three consecutive actions: report, block, and permanently ban.

Bodhisattva can bring enough traffic to Twitter, but it must be controlled appropriately.

Too much will ruin Twitter's reputation, make people biased against it from the beginning, and cause dissatisfaction and protests from some decent people.

Too little will not play the corresponding role, so it should be relaxed and moderate.

It has been less recently, so let’s relax the conditions a little and let the Bodhisattvas be active for a few days to make everyone happy.

Suddenly there were too many and they crossed the line.

They disowned their relatives and killed them all. By the way, they could also use this opportunity to spread the word on Twitter.

'We will never allow sq content to occupy the section content and affect the normal experience of customers.Anyone found will be subject to the severest punishment, and legal measures will be taken if necessary, blah blah...'

In short, you can be as ruthless as you say, whether you implement it or not.

Don't worry about scaring people away, this kind of thing is forbidden and no one is trying to clean it up completely.

Life is hard enough, and ordinary people also need to vent, and they also need a channel to vent.

Once the 'regular' channels are lost, some people will take desperate risks, which is not conducive to stability.

The same goes for Twitter, which needs to maintain stability to attract a steady influx of traffic.

At the same time, the successful launch of Burn After Reading has enabled Bodhisattvas to find a new path, and the wise ones are already changing their business methods.

Just use Twitter as the entrance, attract people and then jump to read and then disappear. This is the correct way to open the latest model. (End of chapter)