Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

"Xin'er, don't worry. There is still more than an hour left. We can contact other live broadcasting companies. If not, I'll contact foreign companies."

"Yes, don't worry. As for those who move behind their backs, when the matter is solved, dad will help you repair them well!"

Song Qinbei has just called to help her.

Ear is Fu Jinnian and Sheng Liancheng comfort voice, Tang Xin squeeze out a smile, nestle into his father's arms, the heart more wronged.

She found that no matter what she did, it was not so smooth. Every time, something happened.

Perhaps after guessing Tang Xin's thoughts, Sheng Liancheng patted her on the back, just like treating children, "only good enough people will be noticed by many people, and once they notice you, they will want to drag you down from the height they look up to."

"People who live in the mire want you to be as mired as he is."

On the other side, song Qinbei's face became more and more ugly. At last, he hung up and came here.

Seeing Tang Xin's expectant eyes, he shook his head helplessly. "They all said that today's live channels have been contracted. They are all artists of Shengya."

“……”

Tang Xingang wants to speak, and his mobile phone rings again. When he takes it up, it's Ni LAN's.

"Sister LAN, what's the matter?"

"I just found out that the man that Crucian Carp Company replaced us live is Zhu Shenghao of Shengya." Zhu Shenghao, a rich second generation, is known by the whole entertainment industry as the rich one, and he also regards money as dirt.

Shengya company, an old brokerage company in the circle, has trained many front-line artists, including Zhao Lirong.

However, in recent years, some of them have declined and spent a lot of money, but they have not seized the opportunity. For so many years, there has not been a strong front line. Many people say that Saint Asia is at the end.

I didn't expect that this time, they even focused on Shengtang.

Over there, Ni Lan's voice was rapid, with obvious anger, "I saw the program in their company's notice, just like our notice, it's all about publicizing the style of our company, and it's also on air at 8 o'clock."

Like a thunderbolt from the ground, he exploded himself in this way.

Tang Xin holds the mobile phone and thinks that she can't hear what Ni LAN says.

The teeth clenched their lower lip until they tasted rust. This time, they found that they were bleeding.

"They are deliberately occupying our channels, deliberately letting other artists of their company live at the same time, so that we have no way to go!"

Tang Xin clenched his fist hard, listening to Ni Lan's words, but in his eyes are two children, father, husband, brother with encouraging eyes.

She suddenly brightened up and said to Ni LAN on the other end of the phone, "who said we have no way to go? I'll think of a way. Sister LAN, you can stabilize the hearts of other people in the company."

Then she hung up.

"Mom, we can make a live platform by ourselves. Now there is still one hour left. We can work together with more people. It will be OK."

"Yes, let's try."

The two children looked at them with bright eyes. Tang Xin's nose was sour and he hugged them tightly.

At the same time, song Qinbei said, "I'll let the company cooperate with you with all its strength, and public opinion doesn't have to worry."

"I can arrange the venue and personnel."

Sheng Liancheng nodded, "I can arrange the rest."

Xiaobao also makes a phone call to Gu Heng. Gu Yuanshu and Gu Heng arrive at the Song family soon.