The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 135 Sister Luo Qi, will you be my assistant?

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"First Love Girlfriend!"

Wang Luoqi's beautiful crescent eyebrows knitted into a ball, and the palm of his hand holding the phone couldn't help but intensified "a little", and the knuckles and knuckles were slightly pale.

Just now, she also hoped that the crooked saplings would be able to find their way back, and she planned to give time to all these things that she didn't want to face for the time being, so that the emotional chaos could develop naturally, and she hoped to get answers that could be accepted by each other.

but now……

She just wants to clear the door, and kill the little red guy!
This guy actually fell in love behind her back. Wang Luoxi felt that the dynamics of this tribe were particularly dazzling, especially the exaggerated words that Wen Yan came up with after racking his brains in order to express his sincere feelings for his first love:
"The time I spent with her passed very quickly. Although it was only a few months, it seemed like I had spent a lifetime with her."

Staring at the text on the phone screen, Wang Luoxi's beautiful eyes were indescribably complicated, surprised, dazed, relieved, and angry.

Unfortunately, people's emotions are not a fan-shaped statistical graph, and it is impossible to pinpoint which emotion accounts for the majority, but judging from the female president's next actions, it seems that the latter has the upper hand.

Wang Luoqi was the only one in the huge office. This was her private territory, and the sound insulation was very good, so she did not hide her emotions.

So the oddly-shaped ceramic cup on the table became Wen Yan's victim of making up this "first love girlfriend" in order to earn some money from readers.

It was swept to the ground by the "slippery" Wang Luoqi.

Looking at the wreckage of the water glass in front of the desk, Wang Luoxi's eyes flashed with distress. It was a birthday present from Wen Yan on her 23rd birthday.

Wang Luoqi is a nostalgic person, so even if the ceramic cup has been used for three years, she still likes it very much.

After accidentally breaking the ceramic cup, Wang Luoxi also regained her composure. She sat back on the leather chair and whispered softly:

"The cub I raised knows that it is a good thing to go to the cabbage, why am I angry?"

Looking at the tribal dynamics on the phone screen again, she seemed to have found the answer to convince herself:
Because Wen Yan is puppy love!

How can any parent keep a calm mind after knowing that their child is in a puppy love?

Therefore, her anger and the extreme actions just now were normal reactions, and Wang Luoxi nodded in satisfaction.

But after regaining her composure, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The two get along day and night, and she pays so much attention to Wen Yan's growth. How can Wen Yan hide from her if she is in a puppy love?

What's more, Wen Yan is only 17 years old now, how long will it take for this first love to gradually disappear in the depths of his memory, it can't be the time when he lived in the orphanage.

Wang Luoxi squinted her beautiful eyes, calmed down, and her IQ returned to normal. She quickly found out the truth about her "first love girlfriend".

From what she knew about Wen Yan, he definitely tasted the sweetness of celebrity promotion in the tribe, so he made up a "first love girlfriend" to promote his piano music to the fans of the vest.

Thinking of Wen Yan's current secondary card being frozen and in a state of financial crisis, Wang Luoxi is even more sure of the answer.

Looking at the wreckage of the teacup in front of the desk, Wang Luoqi scratched his hair regretfully, and his pale cheeks bulged slightly, like a cute little hamster.

Wang Luoqi couldn't understand, she was as smart as she was, but she was tricked by Wen Yan's little trick, and she lost control of her emotions and broke a ceramic cup that had been used for several years.

Maybe it was because he cared, so he was blind. Wang Luoxi sighed slightly.

"Dong dong dong." At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the office.

Wang Luoqi took a slight breath, suppressed his complicated emotions, and switched to the state of a cold female president: "Please come in!"

"President, Miss Zhao is here." The new secretary said at the door, "You have time now..."

"You asked me over, why don't you want me to wait outside?" Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Wanqi walked in.

Looking at Wang Luoqi sitting on the leather seat, she was accustomed to yin and yang: "The capitalist's shelf is big."

"Ms. Zhao, you..." The female secretary glanced at Wang Luoxi with a look of apprehension.

She turned out to be Li Yiyi's assistant, and it was only a few days after she succeeded in taking the position, but she didn't want to make mistakes at this time. After all, her position in Wang Luoxi's heart was far inferior to her predecessor.

"You go out first." Wang Luoqi waved to his assistant.

Then, she looked at the 'old enemy' and retorted: "You are a small artist of the eighteenth line, you should have a little transparent consciousness, do you want me to greet you downstairs in the group?"

"You still wrap yourself so tightly, do you really think that someone will recognize you when you walk outside?" Wang Luoqi stood up and looked at Zhao Wanqi's dress, her beautiful eyes full of contempt.

Zhao Wanqi was wearing a khaki sweater with a short skirt and flesh-colored pantyhose. She had black high heels of four or five centimeters on her feet. A pair of large toad mirrors was placed on the bridge of her pretty nose, covering her delicate cheeks. Sexy red lips.

"Oh, how dare you talk about me?" Zhao Wanqi took off her toad mirror, revealing her charming phoenix eyes, and took advantage of her high heels to look at Wang Luoqi:

"As for some people, they are obviously old, but they prefer to dress softly. I don't know if they have any special quirks?"

The female secretary who had just walked to the door and was about to close the door heard Zhao Wanqi's sarcasm, and subconsciously looked at the president from the corner of her eye.

Wang Luoqi was wearing a loose pure white shirt today, covering the fullness of his chest, light blue cropped jeans showing his fair ankles, and pure white flat canvas shoes on his feet.

Ignoring the aura of a strong woman exuding from the president, she really looks like a college student, the female secretary thought.

But she immediately reacted. Can this little secretary hear her?The female secretary hurriedly closed the door, automatically forgetting the scene just now.

"That's better than you, too." Wang Luoxi glanced at Zhao Wanqi's high heels: "I'm not tall enough, so let's make up the soles."

"You..." Zhao Wanqi broke the defense.

Her height of 169cm is considered a tall type among girls, but in front of Wang Luoxi, a 172cm capitalist, she is still a little shorter. In order not to lose her momentum, she specially put on high heels.

"Hey, who messed with our capitalists?" Seeing the wreckage of the teacup on the ground, Zhao Wanqi said with a smile, "Is it because I got too old and got too angry, so I started to use the teacup to quench the fire?"

"The chat is over!" Wang Luoqi walked to the reception sofa and said, "My time is precious, let's start talking about business."

"It's like I'm very leisurely." Zhao Wanqi pouted and walked to the reception area.

"In the last public opinion incident, do you know who was the first to smear you online?" Wang Luoqi asked while playing with the tea set.

"Li Xiuyang's brain-damaged fan." Zhao Wanqi straightened the skirt and sat opposite Wang Luoqi:
"This is very common in the entertainment industry. For the sake of fame, fortune, resources, or to show off their celebrity status, many artists let the head of the fan group or their assistant go off the stage in person, and in various fan communication groups, they push and provoke fans. their emotions.”

"Of course, there are also a lot of backlashes in the major fan groups, who are leading the battle in different ways. In short, today I will hack you, tomorrow I will hack you, and all kinds of rhythms are flying all over the sky."

"However, it's too tiring to be like them. Look how smart I am. I don't create an official fan group at all, which saves a lot of trouble."

"I'll just sing in a down-to-earth way, and occasionally run and announce to earn extra money. Isn't that better than their ripping off every day?" Zhao Wanqi said with a smile.

Looking at some innocent girls opposite, Wang Luoqi actually admires her character, which is why they can sit and drink tea together despite their frequent bickering over the years.

Although he appreciates Zhao Wanqi's behavior, Wang Luoqi still ruthlessly dismantles it:
"Please don't pretend to be indifferent to the world, you are just a simple salted fish."

"I'm not called a salted fish." Zhao Wanqi refused to admit it, and she decisively quoted the old lady's famous words: "I am in Vanity Fair, and I can maintain a normal mind."

"It makes sense." Wang Luoxi nodded, she was a little surprised: "But based on your experience, you shouldn't be able to say such a thing."

You know me quite well, Zhao Wanqi secretly complained, but she wouldn't admit it.

So, he changed the subject decisively: "It's all over, why are you still mentioning this?"

"Since you know that he's behind the scenes, of course you can't just let him go." Wang Luoxi narrowed his eyes: "If you don't cause him any trouble, can you swallow your breath?"

"Hey, that's the way it is in the entertainment industry, and he didn't show up in person. Even if he was exposed, we wouldn't have any proof." Zhao Wanqi sighed: "At that time, the two fans will be torn apart again."

"You don't have evidence, it doesn't mean I don't either." Wang Luoxi took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and threw it on the reception table: "Here is the transfer record of his assistant's employment of Ma Baoan."

Looking at the USB flash drive on the table, Zhao Wanqi's eyes were a little strange: "Can you get such a private thing?"

"The benefits are enough, what is an idol?" Wang Luoxi said disdainfully.

"Are you trying to vent my anger?" Zhao Wanqi was a little surprised: "When did our relationship become so good?"

"Don't think too much, I'm just giving you the USB flash drive, you still need to do the specific operations yourself." Wang Luoqi shrugged: "This matter is also caused by me, and now we can be considered even. "

"Okay." Zhao Wanqi put away the USB flash drive.

She knew that Wang Luoxi was instructing her to record the show, but she never blamed Wang Luoxi at all, and helping Wen Yan to build momentum was what she wanted to do.

After all, she is also Wen Yan's sister.

The two have been bickering for so many years, and now it's a bit unaccustomed to suddenly become harmonious.

So, Zhao Wanqi changed the topic:
"Xiaoyan hasn't officially debuted yet. He just released a piano song on the Music Billboard, and it went straight to the top of the new song list. Are you ready to help him explode?"

"Explosion?" Wang Luoxi was a little confused.

Although she has a media company, her main energy is still on the Qilixiang Group. Xiyan Media's business is handed over to professional managers, so she is not very familiar with the situation in the entertainment industry.

She has never heard of terms like explosion-proof.

"It means preventing the explosion. Many capitals don't want newcomers to emerge. Before these newcomers explode, they use various relationships to suppress them in advance." Zhao Wanqi explained: "This is a very common thing in the entertainment industry, and many have Potential newcomers are suppressed like this."

"Especially a lone ranger like me is more likely to be suppressed by other entertainment companies, and it is even more difficult to access high-quality resources."

"Actually, even if there is a strong company standing behind it, it may be targeted and successful. Just like the men's group launched by Yafeng Media last year, just because it was exposed by the opponent, the personalities of several members were directly collapsed."

"As a top entertainment company, Yafeng Media has launched a newcomer group like this. You know how cruel the explosion is."

"This is a struggle between capitals." Wang Luoxi nodded: "I will prepare in advance."

Although she doesn't understand the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry, she understands the operation of capital.

……

Elegant Media.

A certain luxury lounge.

Bai Jie's face is very delicate, but it has some traces of plastic surgery. She wears heavy makeup, and she looks extremely gorgeous and has a bit of enchanting temperament.

Lying on the massage chair, she outlined her curvy S-shaped line, and the skirt splits at the base of her thighs, revealing her white, tender and slender legs, which are extremely hot.

But this big star with exquisite makeup and a hot body is a little broken at this time.

She originally followed the line of inspirational songs, and successfully rushed to the front line through this, but Zhao Wanqi's unexpected birth completely stole her limelight, causing her popularity to slowly decline, returning to the point of being on the front line.

More importantly, she had some friction with Zhao Wanqi before, which made her situation even more embarrassing.

Speaking of friction with Zhao Wanqi, it was a long time ago. At that time, she had just become famous. From an amateur to a popular actress, her mentality was a little inflated.

Therefore, when Dream Voice was a judge, when she saw the stunning girl without makeup, she couldn't help but give the following comments:

"With your musical literacy, to participate in the Sound of Dreams is a waste of each other's time. You are not suitable for this stage at all. I suggest you change your industry."

Killing Bai Jie didn't even think that she had ridiculed and sneered before, and suggested that a newcomer in another industry would give her a wave of "Don't bully the poor girl" in a few years.

Being robbed of the halo of "inspirational singer" by a newcomer who once looked down on her has undoubtedly made her the laughing stock of insiders.

But compared to Zhao Wanqi, she hates the songwriter who wrote her songs more. Without those classic songs, how could Zhao Wanqi rise?

Bai Jie was naturally not reconciled to being pushed out of the front line by Zhao Wanqi. She has been seeking transformation and hopes to return to the front line.

However, as a top entertainment company, Fengya Media has signed contracts with many artists. It is naturally difficult for an outdated singer like her to obtain high-quality resources.

It was not until recently that she got on the line of Vice President Fengya and followed the lsp to travel abroad for a week, and then she regained the company's support.

The vice president was very satisfied with her technique, so she asked the company's gold-medal songwriter to tailor a new album for her.

The quality of the title song of this new album is very good. It was released yesterday and rushed to the new song list. The momentum is very fierce, and it has the potential to reach the top of the list.

If the title song of the new album can reach the top of the new song list, she will have the opportunity to return to the first-line coffee position.

But at this time "Dream Wedding" was released...

When her title song No.15, "Dream Wedding" No.14.

When her title song No.11, "Dream Wedding" ninth.

Anyway, it was firmly on her body, no matter how she rolled, she couldn't get rid of it, no more or no less just pressed her head, as if she was teasing her.

Especially when he saw the composer of this piano piece, Bai Jie hated his teeth so much that it was him and him again.

It's not enough for this guy to help Zhao Wanqi bully her, and now he has to release the first pure music to play with her mentality.

However, she had already used the name of the vice president in the morning to ask the company's publicity department to help her increase her publicity efforts, and now she should be able to get rid of that damn piano song.

Thinking of this, Bai Jie turned on her phone and checked the music charts again. When she saw that the title song of her new album was already ranked fifth, she subconsciously glanced at No.4, and the corner of her mouth curled up. With a charming smile.

Sure enough, after some struggle, she finally got rid of that damn piano song.

She scrolled down the list as a winner, wanting to see where "Dream Wedding" is now ranked.

Hey, why not?
She didn't see "Dream Wedding" until she scrolled to No.10. Could it be that she lacked stamina and was squeezed out of the top ten on the list?

Bai Jie was ecstatic. When she was about to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the top of the new song chart, and she froze in place.

New song list No.1: "Dream Wedding"!
Because she knew how difficult it was to get to the top three on the new song list, when she first checked the list, she automatically ignored the top three on the list.

But she didn't expect that in such a short period of time, that damn piano song would reach the top!
No, I want to change the title song. An idea suddenly popped into Bai Jie's mind. She knew very well that with the current title song, it would be difficult for her to win the chart with "Dream Wedding".

This is not the pot of publicity, but the quality of the songs.

But now this song is what she bought with a week of hard work. What should she pay for a higher-quality title song?

Thinking of this, Bai Jie subconsciously touched his buttocks.

……

Seven Mile Fragrance.

Wang Luoxi and Wen Yan are sitting at the dining table to eat.

Looking at the eldest sister who said nothing, bowing her head to eat silently, it was a little strange that Wang Luoqi was wrong today.

Did this blind eye offend her?
However, Wen Yan is not stupid, of course he won't ask the reason at this time, just assume that there is no abnormality, this is what a smart person does.

"The singing variety show I chose for you will start recording in a few days, are you ready?" Wang Luoqi suddenly raised his head and asked.

"Ready." Wen Yan was confident.

"In order to facilitate communication with the show team, this variety show needs to assign a personal assistant to the singer, but considering the singer's personal habits, the show team also allows the singer to bring his own assistant. What are your plans?" Wang Luoqi asked.

Wen Yan pondered for a moment, and suddenly a bold idea came up: "Sister Luo Qi, why don't you be my assistant. After all, we are familiar with each other, and I can use it easily."

Thinking of the water cup he accidentally broke in the morning, and then looking at his little brother who was teasing him in front of him, Wang Luoqi's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly:

"Xiaoyan, you have a great idea!"

……

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(End of this chapter)