Entertainment mogul: Starting his business with the internet

To reiterate Chapter 351

On the morning of the first day of July, the mist had not yet dissipated at Hengdian World Studios, and the air was still cool with the night dew.

Liu Shishi walked lightly and quietly slipped out of the back door of the Tangren Xiaobailou, preparing to board a business car to go to the "Xuanyuan Sword" film crew.

She deliberately chose to leave through the back door today to avoid the crowds. Recently, during summer vacation, many fans have come to visit the set every day.

Every morning when I went to the film set, I was blocked by enthusiastic fans downstairs at the company, so I had no choice but to go out through the back door.

But as soon as I turned the corner, I heard screams coming from all directions.

"Shishi!" "Sister!"

Seven or eight fans, holding up their phones, had already gathered around the van, gazing longingly at the star, clutching carefully prepared greeting cards and posters of Tuoba Yu'er from the TV series "Xuan-Yuan Sword".

Assistant Su Xiaoxiao accepted the fan's gift and was about to help Lin Xia push through the crowd to help the star.

"Give them all to me." Liu Shishi smiled sweetly, holding the greeting cards filled with blessings to her chest.

She even winked at her fans, a gentle smile curving her lips: "Everyone, head over to the film set later. Someone's treating us to milk tea today."

While the fans were still stunned with surprise, the top female star nimbly slipped into the car and waved goodbye to everyone through the window.

Amidst the fans' reluctance to part, the van slowly started and drove towards the Qingming Riverside Scene.

"Oh my god, I really saw my sister at the back door! I'm so happy!" A girl with a ponytail said excitedly, her cheeks flushed.

This group of people originally came to the back door to try their luck because they couldn't get a good spot at the front door. They didn't expect to have such a pleasant surprise.

"My sister is in a really good mood today!"

"Didn't Senior Sister say she'd treat us to milk tea? Let's go to the film set."

Fans excitedly traveled together to the Qingming Riverside Scene scenic area, where the "Xuan-Yuan Sword" crew filmed.

Inside the van, Liu Shishi hummed a cheerful tune, her fingers rhythmically tapping the armrest of the seat.

"Xiaoxia, my husband will arrive around 11 o'clock. Could you go and greet him then? Oh, and remember to tell him to treat my fans to milk tea!"

Lin Xia covered her mouth and chuckled, "Okay, sister."

The eldest sister chuckled and then instructed another assistant, "Xiao Xiao, order a big meal for lunch and send it to the crew. The crew's boxed lunches are terrible; Mr. Song definitely won't like them."

"Understood, Senior Sister."

After explaining all this, Liu Shishi closed her eyes to rest, looking forward to seeing her husband soon.

Seeing that Sister Xia was taking a nap, Su Xiaoxiao lowered her voice and asked, "Sister Xia, does Mr. Song have any dietary restrictions?"

She had only been Liu Shishi's personal assistant for a short time, had only met Boss Song once, and hadn't even exchanged more than a few words with him, for fear of making any mistakes in her work.

Lin Xia recalled the richest man's eating habits: "President Song doesn't eat spicy food much, but he's fine with everything else."

Seeing Su Xiaoxiao's anxious expression, he comforted her, "Don't be nervous. President Song is very kind to the people around Sister Shi. Even if there are some minor issues, he usually won't hold it against them."

"Is President Song really that easy to get along with?" Su Xiaoxiao's eyes widened in surprise, slightly astonished: "I thought rich people were particularly difficult to please!"

Lin Xia smiled and shook her head: "President Song is being lenient because he loves the house and its inhabitants. But we can't be too casual in our work; we still have to do our best. President Song won't hold it against us for not doing things well, but it won't be easy to get past my sister."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded earnestly: "I understand, thank you for the guidance, Sister Xia. I will continue to ask for your guidance in the future."

The scenery outside the car window rushed past, the morning mist gradually dissipated, and a new day officially began.

As noon approached, fans who had been waiting for a long time outside the "Xuan-Yuan Sword" crew were already exhausted.

Under the scorching sun, many people squatted and sat in the shade of trees to rest, but still looked up from time to time to look at the entrance of the film set.

A sharp-eyed fan suddenly noticed someone walking out of the set and exclaimed, "Look, isn't that the sister's assistant?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Lin Xia, the assistant to the top female host, walking briskly towards them.

The fans immediately perked up and swarmed around Lin Xia, bombarding her with questions.

"Sister Xia, when will Senior Sister finish work?"

"Hehe, is Sister Xia out to buy us milk tea?"

Not only Liu Shishi's fans, but also fans of Hu Ge and Tang Yan outside the film set came to watch the excitement.

Lin Xia secretly regretted that she had been careless and forgot to wear a mask and hat, which was now a real problem.

Seeing the crowds outside the film set and knowing that Mr. Song would be arriving soon, she was so anxious that she was sweating profusely.

"Everyone, make way! I'm going to order milk tea for everyone, let me through!" Lin Xia shouted, quick-witted.

"Sister Xia, I'll go with you to buy it! We'll deliver the milk tea to the film set together later."

"Ah, how cunning! Trying to sneak into the film crew like that! I'm going to buy milk tea too."

Lin Xia was constantly followed by her fans, causing her great distress. Just as she was racking her brains for a way to escape, several luxury cars slowly pulled up outside the film set, causing quite a commotion.

Inside the car was Song Ci, who had come to visit the Hengdian film set.

In the passenger seat, bodyguard captain Tang Yue looked around warily and said, "Boss, there are too many people outside. Please be extremely careful after you get out of the car. My brothers and I will protect you."

Song Ci pushed up his cool sunglasses and glanced out the car window: "Hengdian has changed so much. It's been a year since I last came here, and it's become much more prosperous."

Lin Xia noticed several luxury cars and realized that Boss Song had arrived. She gritted her teeth and squeezed through the crowd.

Seeing the assistant of the top star struggling to squeeze to the side of the luxury car, fans were curious and speculated: "Which big star came to visit the set?"

Amidst great anticipation, the car door slowly opened, revealing a tall and imposing figure, instantly igniting a frenzy among the crowd.

Lin Xia quickly greeted him: "President Song!"

"It's brother-in-law!" Liu Shishi's fans obviously recognized the person who got out of the car as their idol's husband, Boss Song, and screamed excitedly, "Brother-in-law is so handsome! Brother-in-law came to visit the set."

As soon as Song Ci stepped out of the car, he was forced to take a few steps back by the surging crowd.

The bodyguards immediately formed a human wall. Tang Yue was very nervous and hurriedly suggested, "Boss, you should go back to the car first."

The scene became chaotic, and Song Ci frowned, having no choice but to retreat back into the car.

"Everyone, calm down and let Mr. Song pass. If you keep blocking Mr. Song like this, Shishi will be unhappy." Lin Xia hurriedly tried to persuade the enthusiastic fans.

Seeing that the crowd was growing larger and larger, the fan leaders were worried that something might happen to the richest man. They worked with Lin Xia to maintain order, and with the help of the crew's security guards, they finally managed to clear a path through the crowd so that Song Ci's car could slowly drive into the film set.

Mr. Song entered the film set safely, and Lin Xia, who was sweating profusely, breathed a sigh of relief. She then remembered the instructions from her senior sister: "Mr. Song, my senior sister said that you should treat her fans to milk tea."

Song Ci was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's nothing. Lao Tang, you and Xiao Xia can take care of it. I'll be staying on set all afternoon and won't be going out."

After saying that, he rolled down the car window and said loudly to Liu Shishi's fans outside the fence, "Thank you all for your support of Shi Bao. Today, I'll treat you to milk tea."

"Ahhh, my brother-in-law is so sweet."

"Mr. Song calls my sister Shi Bao, it's so sweet!" Amid the cheers, a sudden voice rang out: "Mr. Song, that's not fair! My sister is Tengda's artist, you can't be biased."

Under the surprised gaze of the richest man, Lin Xia explained, "President Song, they are fans of Yang Mi. Teacher Yang Mi is filming in the 'Ruyi' drama crew next door."

Song Ci shook her head helplessly. These young girls even argued over something like this: "Fine, I'll invite them all."

"Waaaaah, President Song, we are Hu Ge fans, we are family with Sister Yi, we also want to drink milk tea."

"President Song, my sister and Teacher Shishi are best friends!"

Lin Xia added, "They are fans of Hu Ge and Tang Yan."

Faced with the endless stream of requests, Song Ci smiled gently and said, "Treat everyone equally, please."

As soon as these words were spoken, deafening cheers and shouts of gratitude erupted outside the film set.

Inside the film set, next to Liu Shishi's luxury RV.

"Mr. Song, Sister Shi will be finishing work soon. It's too hot outside. Why don't you get in the car and rest? The air conditioning is on all the time."

Lin Xia and Su Xiaoxiao stood respectfully to the side, offering their suggestions cautiously.

Song Ci shook her head, her gaze thoughtful: "I witnessed the enthusiasm of the fans today. I was just about to ask, now that Shishi has so many fans, how do you manage them on a daily basis?"

As the assistant to the top female star, managing the fan group is one of Lin Xia's main responsibilities.

When Mr. Song asked about it, he quickly perked up and reported: "Mr. Song, we will establish 'fan leaders' as core managers."

These individuals maintain close contact with the management team of their senior colleague, and are responsible for coordinating local branches and functional groups.

"They're even doing professional operations?" Song Ci raised an eyebrow.

Lin Xia continued, "As you know, fans have different strengths, and we will assign tasks based on their strengths, such as designing support materials and planning online and offline activities."

In addition, to prevent fan groups from getting out of control, we strictly enforce the official certification system.

Weibo accounts with blue V verification that are not officially authorized by Tangren Media are prohibited from conducting activities in the name of "Shishijie" (a popular online figure). This is to effectively prevent the spread of false information.

Song Ci nodded slightly, then suddenly became serious: "Lin Xia, since you are in charge of managing Shi Shi's fan club, I have a few requirements for you to remember."

Lin Xia and Su Xiaoxiao straightened their backs and their expressions turned serious: "Please speak."

"Minors are strictly prohibited from participating in consumption or serving as fan group managers. All activities must clearly distinguish the boundaries between adult and underage fans."

No activity may use Shishi's name to induce fans to spend money. Irrational fan groups must be disbanded immediately.

At this point, Song Ci's eyes sharpened as she looked at her two assistants: "Did you all hear me clearly?"

"President Song, I heard you all clearly," Lin Xia quickly replied.

Song Ci said calmly, "Recite it for me."

Lin Xia was stunned. She hadn't expected Boss Song to play by his own rules and pull such a stunt.

Under the overwhelming presence of the richest man, the assistant's palms sweated with nervousness, and he stammered as he began to repeat, "First, minors are strictly prohibited... um..."

As Lin Xia repeated the story, she kept an eye on Boss Song's expression. Seeing his furrowed brows, she became even more nervous.

The more nervous I get, the more mistakes I make. My mind goes blank, and I forget most of the things Mr. Song told me to do.

Su Xiaoxiao stood to the side, too scared to even breathe.

She muttered to herself, "Sister Xia told me this morning that Mr. Song is easy to get along with. How is he easy to get along with? He's clearly a stern big boss!"
Seeing Lin Xia's helpless expression, Song Ci was displeased. But then she thought that it seemed a bit unreasonable to expect the young girl to meet the standards of a company executive.

With a sigh, she said, "Never mind, I'll have my secretary compile these into a written requirement and send it to you later. Remember, fan management is not something to be taken lightly!"

Just then, Liu Shishi's clear voice came from not far away: "Honey, what are you talking about? You seem so serious."

Song Ci turned around and saw his beautiful wife, dressed in an ancient theatrical costume, walking gracefully towards him. In the sunlight, Liu Shishi seemed to be enveloped in a hazy halo.

Liu Shishi approached her husband and gracefully turned around: "Husband, do I look beautiful in this?"

Song Ci smiled gently, his gaze tender as he carefully examined his wife's makeup and styling, which showcased the ultimate classical aesthetics.

Her hair was styled in an exquisite updo, adorned with shimmering pearl hairpins; beneath her willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of almond-shaped eyes sparkled with life.

A white gauze dress with subtle patterns floats, and a gold belt outlines her slender waist, presenting a fairy-tale atmosphere shrouded in mist.

"It has a unique beauty that blends spiritual charm with beauty." Song Ci sincerely praised.

Liu Shishi smiled radiantly, affectionately took her husband's arm, and tiptoed to give him a sweet kiss: "It's so hot, let's get in the car and cool off for a while."

Just as Song Ci was about to get into the carriage with Liu Shishi, she suddenly caught a glimpse of several figures in a large tree in the distance out of the corner of her eye: "Why are there people in the tree?"

Liu Shishi followed her husband's gaze and said nonchalantly, "Those people are proxy photographers, don't worry about them, darling."

"Proxy bidding?"

Seeing her husband's confusion, Liu Shishi explained with a smile: "They are people who specialize in staking out and secretly filming celebrities' daily lives, and then selling the photos and videos to fans or fan site administrators to make a profit."

Song Ci nodded slightly: "This is yet another gray industry chain formed under the influence of fan economy and traffic. Doesn't the production team care about such blatant paparazzi filming?"

Liu Shishi said helplessly, "I can't control them. These people will do anything to make money, from the sky to the water."

If the crew were to chase those people away from the tree, and they accidentally fell off, the crew would be held responsible.

And even if you chase this group away today, they'll just find another spot to take pictures tomorrow, it's a never-ending cycle!

Lin Xia stepped forward at the opportune moment to ask, "Senior Sister, those paparazzi must have taken pictures of President Song. Should we have the crew handle it?"

Liu Shishi also looked at her husband, waiting for him to make a decision.

Song Ci waved her hand dismissively: "We're a legally married couple, it's not like we're anything shameful, so let them take the pictures."

As he spoke, he deliberately put his arm around his wife and kissed her on her delicate cheek, making Liu Shishi giggle.

The eldest sister smiled and said, "Then let's ignore them. Hurry up and get in the car to eat, honey. I had Xiaoxiao prepare a lot of your favorite dishes."

In the distance, several paparazzi were pointing their high-definition cameras at the woman's RV from the trees.

Looking at the scene on camera, one of them exclaimed in surprise: "Holy crap! Liu Shishi kissed that guy! I'm rich! I'm going to sell this photo to Tangren Media for 500 million!"

His companion interrupted his get-rich-quick dream: "Are you blind! That man is Song Ci."

The photographer, whose dream was shattered, muttered resentfully, "Why don't we sell a few photos of their backs to tabloids? That would definitely make more money than selling fans."

"That's the richest man in Asia. If you're looking for trouble, don't drag me down with you."

"I'm afraid you might earn this money but not live to spend it!"

"Hey!" His companion's reminder brought the proxy bidder back to reality, and he said sheepishly:
"Fine, fine, I'll sell the fans, okay? Damn, a close-up photo of the richest man and a top female star, selling it for 3000 yuan a piece isn't too much, is it?"

(End of this chapter)