Fake girlfriend is a big star

Chapter 296 There are such producers and singers who want me to leave the company?no way!
"Danfoni, help me bring a thin blanket from home to the company, I have to work overtime tonight."

"Is it Grandpa Burger? Shenqiao Records needs 86 burgers and 26 pizzas. The type doesn't matter, as long as you can eat it."

"Shenqiao Records needs 160 cups of coffee, thank you."

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The phone calls in the company kept ringing one after another. Some asked their lovers to bring thin quilts from home. Presumably, they had already made plans to stay in the company tonight. Some called the store to make dinner and coffee reservations. Everyone’s thoughts were extremely intense at this moment Tacit understanding - work overtime.

Not working overtime is not enough. The boss of the company has done all the work of their employees, and these employees have a bad reputation in the outside world. If they don't perform well now, they are waiting to be dismissed?
Originally, everyone was not afraid of dismissal. With their own abilities, even if they were fired from the company, they could easily find another job. But now they see the dawn of Shenqiao Records. Excellent producers and singers are still Their boss clearly knew that the bright future of Shenqiao Records was just around the corner.

Everyone is an old man who has experienced the glory days, and he still has some feelings for the company. This company, which is similar to an old horse, can no longer run. He has set in the sunset, but now the sun has risen again.
They have survived the most difficult time, who of them wants to leave now?

"I think the office needs some sound."

Someone made a suggestion, the current office is far from being quiet, but everyone feels that it is dead silent, like they hide in the room when the cold wind is howling, but the structure of the wooden house is crumbling, it seems that the wind and snow will crush the habitat of these people place.

They are all serious about the work at hand, and they can't even say a few words of gossip.

It was a normal atmosphere, but they had been idle for too long, and they were still a little uncomfortable with the sudden change.

"Play 'Call Me Maybe'?"

"I think so."

"I think we're going to not only play 'Call Me Maybe', but we're going to loop it as a single, and everybody's working around that song right now, isn't it?"

"Play it, I haven't worked like this in ages, and this song is really good."

So the singing of "Call Me Maybe" sounded in the office.

In addition to the singing, in addition to the small sounds in the office, there is only the sound of the employees shaking their legs.

It's hard to imagine that it's close to the end of get off work, and the sunset outside the window is the best proof, but the employees of Shenqiao Records didn't leave early, but arranged their work until evening or even all night.

This surprised Zhang Sen.

As a newly appointed CEO, today is the first day of formal office in the company. According to the domestic management, one should arrive early and take care of attendance, so that these white and black guys know what is the tradition from the East, and what is it? There are three fires for new officials to take office.

But he overslept.

Five consecutive alarm clocks didn't wake him up. The place where he temporarily lived was quite far from the company, and the one-way journey took nearly an hour. Last night, after Lu Yang and Gu Qinghan finished recording the song, they found a nearby hotel to stay in, and he could only Drive home slowly.

The main reason is that the mood is too turbulent, and I feel that the future is bright, which makes it difficult to fall asleep at four o'clock in the middle of the night.

This time, at 04:30 in the afternoon, after waking up, he had a leisurely lunch, thinking that he would come back after get off work to see who left early.

Along the way, he was still thinking about how to let this group of undisciplined guys know what the behavior style of national entrepreneurs is, so that they can be more normal, at least not lie flat.

But when he walked into the office, he found that everything was unnecessary.

All the plans were left behind by him, not ineffective, but unnecessary. He looked at everyone in the office, and he remembered the faces of most of them in his mind through the materials, and through the communication with Jon. I know the habits of these people and the way they fish when they go to work.

The employees did not touch fish, but
Serious work?

Is this the end of the world, or is LA's newest work ordinance spelling out the death penalty for not working hard?

Otherwise, why did this group of people suddenly change their temper?

Zhang Sen couldn't figure it out. When he just stepped into the door, he even took a few steps back and looked up at the company's signboard. It was still Shenqiao Records, that's right.

Is this group of people trying to perform well in front of the new CEO?
Zhang Sen vetoed this idea as soon as it came up. He didn’t get this kind of treatment when he officially became the CEO of Shenqiao Records, and no one greeted him when he walked in the door today. Everyone’s eyes were fixed on the matter in front of him. Well, everything in the office is so strange, completely different from what he saw two days ago, the only thing that makes him feel a little familiar may be the song "Call Me Maybe" echoing in the office.

Could it be
When Zhang Sen was thinking about it, a voice interrupted his thinking.

"Zhang, does the boss have any requirements for the publicity and release of "Call Me Maybe"?" The guy in charge of the publicity asked, "For example, cooperation with apps in the form of recommendations, online and offline media releases, radio shooting or global The scope of hard and wide, outdoor broadcast or FM column, or performance?"

He is really professional. He said a bunch of ways to increase exposure in a short period of time. These things made Zhang Sen feel as big as two heads. He only knew that Lu Yang and Gu Qinghan came to release songs, but he never knew that this guy was still there. What are the requirements.

All I know is that they need someone to fix the sound.

"I don't know." Zhang Sen shrugged frankly, and then asked other questions, "Have you fixed the sound?"

No one answered him in words, everyone pointed at the player playing the song with their chins or fingers or eyes, and then cast disdainful glances at Zhang Sen.

Do they mean you can't hear it?

Zhang Sen held his forehead in embarrassment.

Well, this group of people still hasn't changed, and they didn't think about performing well in front of him as the CEO. They used their professional knowledge to crush him, and didn't give the new CEO any face at all.

So why did the attitude of these people change?Zhang Sen couldn't figure it out for a while. At this time, "Call Me Maybe" ended, followed by the cheerful and familiar melody. Zhang Sen noticed that the legs and feet of these guys were shaking with the melody, as if everyone was following the music. Dance to the beat.

Zhang Sen realized.

This made him have to sigh Lu Yang's brilliance, and it also echoed his imagination of the real boss in his heart. The rumors in the Gu family were indeed true. A lot of help, and he has his own way of management.

Zhang Sen suddenly remembered the phone call with Gu Yuan. The chairman who had thought of retiring a long time ago asked him to help Lu Yang, and his words were full of trust in Lu Yang.

This is obviously a move to promote Zhang Sen and gain a glamorous resume. There is no need for Zhang Sen to make any moves, as long as he can follow Lu Yang's footsteps.

After all, Lu Yang can remove all obstacles without wasting any effort.

"You arranged a job for yourself?" Zhang Sen asked.

"Yes." The sound repairer Ji Te said, "This song is great, isn't it? I have been repairing the sound for a long time. Although this song doesn't need much modification, I really want to make it more perfect. Some."

"Shenqiao Records hasn't had a hit song for a long time. "Call Me Maybe" is great, and I'm looking forward to its results."

The woman who was speaking on the side made a call after finishing speaking. She was in charge of contacting the company with promotional effects.

But just as she picked up the phone, she stopped suddenly. She looked at Zhang Sen, "I would like to ask how much money the company can support in terms of publicity."

Such a task of course belongs to Zhang Sen, the CEO, without even thinking about it, "the highest level of treatment."

"What about the specific form?"

Well, the problem came back again. Zhang Sen touched his conscience and said that he didn't know much about records. Ask Lu Yang and Gu Qinghan.

"I need to contact the boss, wait a moment." Zhang Sen signaled to wait.

However, when his voice fell, everyone stopped what they were doing, like pressing the pause button, time had stopped, and the discerning employee quietly turned off the speaker playing the song, and the office Here is not a deathly silence, but a silence that is so serious that it is freezing.

Zhang Sen took out his mobile phone, he was taken aback by the sudden silence, all the employees' eyes were fixed on him, it was not that he did something bad, but
These people are all curious about the boss who created "Call Me Maybe".

Their eyes seemed to be ready to listen to the instructions of the gods.

Zhang Sen is very satisfied with the expressions of these people. From his point of view, Lu Yang and Gu Qinghan won the hearts of Shenqiao Records with a wave of their hands. their nemesis.

Of course he knew that he wanted to create a mysterious identity for those two people, so he spoke English as soon as he dialed the phone and turned on the speaker: "Miss, what kind of publicity do we need about "Call Me Maybe"? "

"Whatever." Gu Qinghan said flatly on the phone, "If there is nothing important, don't come to us, we are still on our honeymoon."

"Then attend the event and..." Zhang Sen asked again.

"No time, honeymoon." Gu Qinghan interrupted his inquiry.

"Ok."

I thought the phone call would end like this, but everyone heard a man's voice on the phone. His voice was so small that the employees couldn't hear the details of what he said. They only heard the cold girlfriend say:
"and many more."

Is there still an arrangement for publicity?The employees in charge of publicity were secretly delighted, at least they could keep their own squid from being fired, and they could be in the same company with future superstars.

They breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Gu Qinghan's indifferent attitude at the beginning made everyone's hearts hang on the knife, and the kind that would touch the sharp blade if he fell a little further down, really met their imagination of male and female bosses—— Genius, indifference, and look down on these so-called professionals.

"Shoot one more MV, and we will not participate in any activities that require us to attend. We will send the script of the MV and find other people to star in it. That's it, bye."

"Okay." Zhang Sen said yes, but the only answer he received was a cold phone call.

Everyone's dreams were shattered, like shells hitting a building, leaving debris and glass shards all over the floor.

The employees once again felt that they were not needed. They looked down on the artists that the company signed later. This is true, but the skills of those artists really don't catch their eyes. Writing songs for such artists is simply a waste of art.

Now it’s hard to find a great artist, the boss of the company, and she also has a top producer, who doesn’t show up when recording songs, and doesn’t pay much attention to publicity. It seems that she has countless songs like this, "Call Me "Maybe" sales and word of mouth are not as important as her honeymoon.

The acquisition of Shenqiao Records was an unintentional move.

As for the MV?

The group of people in charge of the MV have long been huddled together in the corner, and they didn’t even have the chance to write the script. These people were thinking about the song when they heard it, and now those ideas have long been crumpled up and thrown into the trash can.

"Since the boss can't attend the event, he must work hard on the poster." The person in charge of publicity said, "How about the outdoor advertisement in Times Square?"

Zhang Sen: "?"

Are these people so serious?Make a big move from the beginning?He nodded, "Yes."

"I'm going to make an ad call to the Nasdaq Advertising Center in New York."

"I'll check out the Facebook and Twitter splash ads."

"I'll check the entertainment section of the newspaper"

The person in charge of publicity started his own activities. Zhang Sen was very satisfied with the vitality of the employees. It was already time to get off work. He looked at other employees who were not publicists, wondering why these guys hadn't come home yet?

But in the eyes of other people, his gaze was more like asking - what can you do?
"I suddenly remembered a melody that seemed to suit the boss very well."

"I'm going to listen to the accompaniment with Kit, and see if I can write words."

"I went to the contact to shoot the MV."

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Those who work on the melody are going to find the melody, and those who are working on the lyrics are going to find the lyrics. This song has not been released yet, and they are already working on the next song.

Zhang Sen asked strangely, "Aren't you going home?"

Going home is a fart, everyone looks at each other in blank dismay, afraid that this homecoming will be a farewell, and there are such talented singers and producers in the company, they will not leave if they are asked to leave.

Then Zhang Sen heard the employees' answers, which were neat and consistent:

"NO!"

Watching the darkness fall, the night became the tone of the night, the stars outside the window, the office of Shenqiao Records ushered in bright lights for the first time in more than ten years, this made Zhang Sen suddenly think of the days when he was working in China, people at that time were also Rolled like this.

He was very satisfied with such a scene, the management company was effortless, anyway, Lu Yang and Gu Qinghan could solve everything, he walked out of the gate, stood under the signboard of Shenqiao Records, and pressed the camera button on his phone.

In the photo, the city night of Los Angeles became the background, the signboard of Shenqiao Records was in the center, and at the bottom, the frowning company employees were doing their own things seriously.

Just great.

He sent the photo to Gu Yuan, with the text: "The employees of Shenqiao Records are actually quite easy to manage, and they all started to work overtime consciously, and they don't need overtime pay."

The information will be returned in seconds.

Gu Yuan: "?"

(End of this chapter)