What celebrity wives hate is my vest and not me

Chapter 201 Planning a shocking event
On this morning, Qin Feng sat in the office of the president of Huatian Entertainment and made countless phone calls.

It wasn't until this moment that Qin Feng realized what the pen name he had created over the years just to make money meant.

After almost everyone answered the phone, their first sentence changed from "Hello, hello" without any emotion to a shocked "Hello, hello" after hearing Qin Feng's self-introduction.

These calls are like the jars and jars colliding together in a high school chemistry lab.

After the artist's greetings are over, he will tell Qin Feng the contact information of another star's agent; after promising to contact the director frequently in the future, he will rush to recommend promising female stars to Qin Feng while the iron is hot.

No, to be precise, he was begging to be introduced to Qin Wuxiang.

"It's really a headache."

Qin Feng rubbed the corners of his eyes and put down the phone.

The phone call lasted for an hour and a half, and he lost count of the number of calls he made. All he knew was that his phone's battery had dropped by 40.00%.

There is a piece of paper in front of you that is densely written with numbers and names. When the front is full, write the back.

Don't look at the A4 paper that was just found in Zhu Cheng's office. It was scrawled more than a child's calculation paper, but when the contact information recorded on it was thrown into the entertainment industry, the agents were so overwhelmed that they wanted to tear off a corner to get it. go home.

If Zhu Cheng sees it, he will probably burst into tears. The connections he has accumulated over the years of opening his agency may not be as good as Qin Feng's one-and-a-half-hour phone call...

After all, what is written on this piece of paper are the phone numbers of top artists and singers’ managers. The most important thing is quality, not quantity.

"Let's contact you tomorrow for the rest." Qin Feng looked at the A4 paper and said to himself, then put it in his pocket without worrying about losing it.

It’s not like you begged grandpa to sue grandma, or sent gifts to me for bleeding. I just forgot to ask again, and I have to thank you for contacting me often!

"Ring bell bell!"

The phone rang again, and Qin Feng was tired of hearing his own phone ring for the first time.

He was thinking about whether to just leave it alone and pretend that he wasn't there. It wouldn't be polite to hang up, but he really wanted to clear his mind... When he was in school, there was a recess every 45 minutes!
As soon as his finger touched the phone, Qin Feng was stunned.

"Hey?"

"Hey, you got up so early?"

There was a squeaking sound from the other end of the phone, which was the sound of stretching.

Kittens are always squeaky before they grow up. Qin Feng thinks that Wang Anruo, who was confused in the morning, is cuter than the cat.

It combines the aloofness of a wild cat with the clinginess of a domestic cat.

The chaotic mood of half a morning disappeared at this moment. Wang Anruo's voice was like a clear spring, washing Qin Feng's heart, and at the same time, it slowly flowed through his ears, making him itch.

But I looked at the time with some self-doubt, it was already early ten o'clock.

"You didn't just get up, did you?" Qin Feng joked.

"Huh? Yeah...it's so late!"

Wang Anruo probably looked at the time sleepily, and then let out a cry of surprise.

Qin Feng was a little helpless, but the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

"You didn't even open your eyes and you called me?"

It's true that Wang Anruo didn't even open her eyes. After waking up, it was difficult to open both eyes at the same time. She would open one and close one while touching her phone, and she still had to squint her open eye.

"That's right, I can make good calls without looking at the screen when I call you... Oops, it's already ten o'clock, what should I do? It's time for Aunt Liu to scold me, I told her that I would go out at nine o'clock... "

The voice on the other end of the phone would get far and near, and occasionally there would be the sound of mattress springs squeaking, indicating that Wang Anruo was wandering around in the bedroom. Occasionally, to save trouble, he would roll around on the bed to the other side. , no detours.

To prevent the slippers from staining the sheets, you have to roll over with your feet up and grunting in a funny way...or you don't wear shoes at all and keep your feet bare.

Qin Feng was imaginative and nodded with deep understanding. His mind was already sketching Wang Anruo's ankles and pink soles that were like works of art.

"You are so anxious, is there anything urgent today?" Qin Feng asked casually while thinking about a delicious "breakfast" in his mind in order not to make Wang Anruo suspicious.

"What did you say?!"

Suddenly, Wang Anruo's voice suddenly raised an octave to question came over the phone.

The small voice that was still far away suddenly turned into a deafening question. Qin Feng could imagine Wang Anruo stepping on a pair of small feet and rushing to the bedside, grabbing the phone and yelling.

"How...how..." Qin Feng was confused by the shouting. Just when he was about to ask, he suddenly slapped his forehead: "Oh, yes, you have to go back to Guanhai today."

"Qin Feng! What's the matter with you?" Wang Anruo pinched his waist, and the teacher began to scold the disobedient bad boy: "If you don't give me a reasonable explanation today, it's hard for me to guarantee that I won't complain to my dad when I go back. !”

"No, no, how can I?" Qin Feng hurriedly explained: "The main reason is that I was too busy in the morning, really too busy... My mind is all about feet, no, it's all about mobile phone numbers."

Besides, if you sue your mother, what's the use of suing Uncle Wang... Then Uncle Wang's status in your family may not be as good as mine now.

Qin Feng told Wang Anruo exactly what he had done in the morning, and the other end listened quietly without interrupting.

She is so kind and considerate, and she never quarrels without reason when she thinks she is justified. Like many girls, in the end of the quarrel, she even forgets why she quarreled, and just simply wants to lose her temper.

"In this case, please stop calling now and discuss it after I go back... Also, Aunt Liu will go back with me this time. I asked her not to go back to Quancheng with me and let her help you. "

Wang Anruo helped Qin Feng make suggestions like a wise helper.

Not to mention that this is their matter, it is also a good thing for Wang Anruo to deal with his uncle. Even if it is Qin Feng's personal matter, Wang Anruo will definitely spare no effort to help him.

Who made them a couple?

They were a couple who had sworn to grow old together!

"I said, it's time for you to find an agent." Wang Anruo said softly: "In the past, you didn't want to show up in public, and you had to pay attention to confidentiality. It was fine by yourself... Now you have to start showing off for me, and there is someone to help you share the burden. , I can also worry less.”

"Well... let Zhu Cheng help me find one later." Qin Feng was not too worried about this. He dealt with it casually and then smiled: "I won't disturb you anymore. See you in the afternoon. Go and think about how to face it. Aunt Liu is so angry, you made an appointment at nine o'clock, but ended up sleeping until ten o'clock... As expected of you."

"Humph, just a little bit!"

Wang Anruo ignored him and started to act like a rogue. He hung up the phone and hurried out. He didn't even have a chance to ask the hotel front desk to deliver breakfast.

"It's terrible, it's already 10:30, Aunt Liu must have been waiting for an hour and a half, right?"

Wang Anruo took the elevator downstairs, pacing nervously in circles in the elevator, urging the elevator to get off quickly, and hoping to get downstairs slowly... He didn't want to face Aunt Liu's questioning!
After exiting the elevator door, I saw Aunt Liu's car parked on the side of the road.

Wang Anruo was still a few steps away, but suddenly it was broken, the jar was broken, and that was it.

She held her chest high and raised her head. Her swaying figure could captivate thousands of people. She walked over as if walking on the catwalk and knocked on the car window. "Hey, beauty!" Wang Anruo bent down, put his index finger on the frame of his sunglasses and gently pressed it down, revealing those breathtaking glasses, and smiled: "Are you waiting for someone? Don't wait, come with me to drink. It’s the same thing with a cup.”

The car window slowly lowered, and Aunt Liu's loveless face in the driver's seat turned to look at her, squinting her eyes.

The pressure came up instantly, and Wang Anruo looked a little embarrassed.

"Ah... don't you want to have a drink with me? Forget it, I'll leave first..." She smiled awkwardly and turned to leave.

"Get in the car, eat, and then explain how you broke the record... I'm an hour and 37 minutes late!" Aunt Liu made a fist with one hand and pointed to the back seat with her thumb: "I bought you fried dough sticks and soy milk, and some The tea eggs you like to eat. I can tell with my toes that you haven’t had breakfast.”

"Auntie! Woohoo, I love you so much! mua!"

A loving expression appeared on Wang Anruo's face, and she bent down to approach Aunt Liu, giving her a gentle kiss from a distance, then opened the back door and got in.

Aunt Liu reluctantly put on her seat belt, and when her eyes slid past the left-view mirror, she suddenly found that there was a trace of her aunt's smile on her lips.

She touched her face in surprise and just said coquettishly to make herself happy like this? !
This little girl's acting skills are getting better and better, and her coquettish skills are getting better and better. This is not good. We can't let her know that coquettish swimming is useful, otherwise she will get worse in the future. The record of being late for an hour and a half may be lost tomorrow. broken.

She coughed lightly and quickly put away her smile.

"Auntie, the fried dough sticks are cold." Wang Anruo's aggrieved voice came from the back seat. She picked up the soy milk and took a sip, her mouth even more deflated: "Soy milk too!"

"Who is to blame?" Aunt Liu looked at her with a killing look: "Who do you think is to blame?!"

"Hmm~ What I want to say is that I don't like eating hot food."

Seeing her like this, Aunt Liu finally shook her head helplessly.

What else can I do if I sign an artist myself?
"Don't eat it when it's cold. Find a breakfast shop later and I'll buy you another one."

"No, it's a shameful waste. Besides, cold soy milk with some sugar is quite delicious."

"Okay, tell me, why are you so late? What did you do last night to sleep so well?"

Aunt Liu was a little confused, "Are you a pig?"

"No, no, I woke up a long time ago!" Wang Anruo rolled his eyes and said seriously: "I was late after calling Qin Feng for a long time...that's what happened."

Wang Anruo told Aunt Liu about Qin Feng mobilizing his network and frantically contacting top divas, artists and singers.

"I told Qin Feng not to worry, and you will help him when he gets back..."

Wang Anruo whispered, her eyes full of expectation: "Auntie, you will help him, right?"

Aunt Liu looked at her eyes and sighed fondly: "Help, why not help? Our big stars have already spoken. Besides, Qin Wuxiang's reputation is there, and he is not helping an unknown person win the male lead. No. It’s not tiring, it’s just a matter of hands.”

"Hey, I knew Auntie was the best. Wait until I tell Qin Feng and ask him to help you get more commissions and blackmail Mr. Zhu hard!"

"You girl..." Aunt Liu smiled helplessly, then lowered her eyebrows and thought: "Qin Wuxiang is really serious this time."

She almost understood what Qin Feng was thinking.

The 4.15th anniversary concert of a certain trio brought an economic value of 700 million to Chang'an, and the hotel occupancy rate in Chang'an surged by 15%; Jay Chou's concert even attracted 9.7 fans, creating an economic value of [-] million to the local area!

Looking around the world, the one with the strongest star effect should be the moonwalker. At least a thousand people faint at every concert. This is the only one with more ambulances than police cars at the concert.

In terms of influence, Qin Feng still has a long way to go before he can match such a global superstar. He is a writer and suffers from the hidden disadvantage of not being able to hold concerts.

but……

One person's influence may not be enough, but Qin Feng's ambition may be to make quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes.

Aunt Liu had a vague feeling that Qin Wuxiang was going to plan the largest event in the history of the country and the world...a top-notch event for China Entertainment!

Then it depends on how big Qin Wuxiang's reputation and connections are.

To be honest, even Qin Feng is not sure how many people can be invited, let alone others, or people who already look down on him.
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"Yes, yes, I would like to ask if you have time... The schedule is already full? Okay, excuse me."

The secretary put down his cell phone and shook his head at Wang Renwei, who was sitting at his desk processing documents.

"Secretary, the other party said he didn't have time."

Wang Renwei was reading the document carefully. When he heard this, he just nodded without even looking up: "Ask the next one. If you don't agree, you don't need to report to me. You just need to tell me how many people are willing to come. Please report your itinerary."

"Okay secretary." The secretary nodded and continued to contact.

Originally, leaders did not need to personally intervene in such matters, but Wang Renwei has been particularly concerned about attracting investment recently, and naturally he has also begun to think about inviting celebrities to come to the city to hold concerts.

Originally, if a star wanted to hold a concert, the procedures were very complicated and required layers of approval from the local Culture and Tourism Bureau.

However, given that sea viewing currently really requires money and various economic-stimulating activities, all comers are welcome. Wang Renwei specially approved the sea viewing cultural and tourism bureau to relax its policies, and even went so far as to invite those in the name of the cultural and tourism bureau. It’s a place where celebrities come to watch the sea.

This is actually not shameful, and has even become the norm. The cultural and tourism bureaus of many provinces have cooperated with Internet celebrities to promote agricultural products or promote tourism, and sea viewing is no exception. As long as it can promote the tourism economy, they must try any means.

Wang Renwei read the documents all morning, all of which were introductions to local businesses in Guanhai and plans to promote surrounding specialty tourism and agricultural products.

He needs to get familiar with the economic structure and characteristic enterprises of Guanhai City as soon as possible to select the objects that will be supported in the next few years. There must be those that will be effective in the short term after investment, and there must be those that will benefit Guanhai City in the long term. .

To seek a position in his position, the pressure of being a high-ranking official in Guanhai City is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

As a result, the morning's work was over, it was almost lunch time, and there was not a single good news from the secretary.

"I'm sorry, secretary." The secretary looked at Wang Renwei who got up to move around with some embarrassment, and apologized slightly: "No matter they are artists or singers, no one has agreed. They all said that they have been busy recently and have no time."

"It's okay." Wang Renwei chuckled: "Let's go eat, we'll be busy in the afternoon."

"Okay secretary, let me bring you food. What do you want to eat?"

"Prepare some meat and vegetable dishes, and make some eggplant." Wang Renwei smiled and said, "Sorry to trouble you, Xiao Zhou."

"It's no trouble. The secretary only worries about the city... Secretary, please take a break. I'll be right back."

After the secretary left, Wang Renwei stretched his arms a few more times. His waist and back ached, and his body began to complain as he got older.

"Why aren't you free?" Wang Renwei walked to the window and said to himself: "I haven't had much dealings with these people. Is this just perfunctory, or is it really because I don't have time?"

In the past, he looked down on these celebrities to some extent and thought it was pathetic for actors to dominate. Now, he has lowered his face and invited others in his personal capacity or as a leader, only to be rejected... It's quite ironic.

Even because he had few contacts, he didn't know the unspoken rules in the entertainment industry. Is such a rejection technique really out of time or just perfunctory?
Even if they were unavailable, why were all the famous top players suddenly unavailable?
This is too coincidental, right?
"Maybe I should ask a professional." Wang Renwei turned around and his eyes fell on his desk: "Just looking at the list of companies, it seems that there is an entertainment company with a large registered capital and large scale in Guanhai... What is it called? Up?"

(End of this chapter)