Chapter 88 I know, I just want to snipe him
Chapter 88 I know, I just want to snipe him... (Please subscribe!)
Friday.
It's about two o'clock in the afternoon.
As a small boss, Mai Shuli held a meeting with the staff of his personal music studio.
He felt that there was nothing to worry about with his album titled "Super Max" itself, and the main issue he was discussing was how to further promote the album after the autograph session.
Listening to the third-party advertising company he cooperated with talk about a series of professional terms, such as "insight into hot spots", "brand empowerment", "high-frequency reach", etc., Mai Shuli had a wonderful feeling that the knowledge passed through his head without leaving any trace.
He really wanted someone to help explain it to him, but he was afraid of appearing unprofessional, so he just listened in confusion for a long time.
At this moment.
Mai Shuli was busy following the waitress he met at the bar and texting her to make an appointment to go back to the bar that night when he suddenly received a call from his father.
Mak Chi-cheng, the boss of Wangcai Capital, was recently in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, discussing business.
There was a big client that he just couldn't negotiate with no matter what. The other party was a rude person, accepting all kinds of gifts and going to all kinds of places for entertainment. He spent hundreds of thousands on entertainment expenses, but he just wouldn't sign the contract. Boss Mai was very angry and felt like he was being taken advantage of.
Fortunately, the eldest son has started to make progress.
Although Mai Shuli has not made much money since his debut as a singer, he has been spending money like water.
But when Boss Mai talked about it in front of relatives and friends, he felt quite proud. It was much better than his eldest son who had accomplished nothing and only knew how to stir up trouble.
As for the money that he spent gradually to make his son famous.
In Boss Mai's eyes, it is just like his friends sending their children abroad to study.
Instead of wasting several years and spending millions of Hong Kong dollars to study in the UK or the US, only to get a useless diploma in return, it is better to use your money in something that can really make a difference.
On the phone.
Boss Mai asked with a smile:
"Son, I heard from the driver right after I got off the plane that you were busy promoting everywhere today. Didn't you decide to release the album next week? Did King Records bring forward the arrangements?"
Mai Shuli replied:
"The album has been recorded, and 10,000 copies have been shipped to the warehouse. It's going to be released sooner or later anyway, so why not release it a few days early?"
"Hahaha, great! Just send me the time and address, and I'll immediately invite my friends to come and support you. I promise you'll be honored!"
After saying this, Boss Mai added:
"It's a pity that we're a bit rushed. Many people may have already made plans. It doesn't matter if they come or not. We must call the reporters over."
Seeing his father so happy, Mai Shuli also felt that he had made some progress.
He waved his hand to let others go out first, and then he complained to his father:
"You've been on a business trip these past few days, so you may not have heard about me. Dad, do you still remember the loser who stole my championship trophy a while ago? I don't know why, but he's been hyped up by the media these past two days. He held a book signing event in Times Square last night, which attracted 1,000 to 2,000 people. Today, I'm going to snatch all the people away from him and let him know what true strength is."
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Boss Maggie knows exactly what his son is capable of.
After listening to what Mai Shuli said.
With his keen intuition developed from years of working in the business world, Boss Mai felt something was wrong and asked:
"You moved up the release date just to compete with that handsome guy named Fan? Also, since he already held a book signing event last night, why do you want to snatch people from him today?"
Young Master Mai didn't notice that his father's tone had changed, and he continued:
“When there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey becomes king.”
"His songs are pretty good, but he can't advertise them everywhere like I do. The record company he works with is not even up to par."
"Tonight, Trinity College of the Anglican Church actually wants to hold a solo concert for him. They really think their school has produced a big star. It's ridiculous."
I know that because the family is rich, the eldest son has been spoiled. He has always been arrogant and not stable enough.
I heard Mai Shuli actually praised it and said “not bad”.
Boss Mai immediately guessed that it was probably more than just “not bad”.
Originally, according to the path he had laid, as long as his son followed the steps and worked steadily, he would at least achieve some success in the future.
He had just been on a business trip for a few days when he caused trouble again. He had to confront others head-on and even said that there were no tigers in the mountains. This made Boss Mai so angry that his blood pressure soared.
The songs that Fan Wumian wrote last time left a very deep impression on Boss Mai, especially the song "Evening Breeze Blowing in My Heart", which is not only a classic, but also not something that ordinary people can write.
The relationship between father and son has rarely eased recently.
Boss Mai hadn't figured out the situation yet, and finally suppressed his anger. He took a deep breath and said, "I have something else to do, so let's leave it at that for now."
I just hung up the phone.
Followed by.
Boss Maggie said to the driver:
"Let's find a music store. I want to buy an album first to see what my son's competitor's songs sound like. I'm almost mad at my son. Xiao Qian, you're the lucky one. You only have a precious daughter who's so well behaved."
Seeing the boss asking, the middle-aged driver named Qian said, "The one who held the book signing event last night was Fan Wumian, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes! How do you know him?" Boss Mai looked puzzled. The driver silently opened the storage compartment, handed a brand new album to Boss Mai, and explained:
"The son of a poor family, Fan Wumian's news has been everywhere these days. My daughter had her birthday yesterday, and she got angry with me when I gave her a pair of shoes. She told me she only wanted this album, and I went to three stores this morning before I could buy it."
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Just one sentence silenced Boss Mai.
After unpacking the album "That Girl", Boss Mai said:
"Let me listen to this one first. I'll play it now. I'll give you money to buy a new one later."
"Xiao Qian, do you think I should do a paternity test? Sometimes I feel that Ali is too stupid to be my son. Does he really think that he can do whatever he wants just because his family is rich? Even I often have to keep my tail between my legs."
"Just like I like playing golf, but I won't compete with professional golfers. Why would I do something that has no benefit at all?"
The driver, of course, didn't dare to respond without thinking, and didn't know what had happened. He just consoled her by saying, "Young Master is still young, it's normal for young people to be full of energy."
While talking, start playing music on the car CD.
The car is an extended version of the Bentley Arnage 728, a luxury car worth millions, so the sound effects are naturally impeccable.
As soon as the prelude of the song "That Girl" came out, Boss Mai felt it was quite interesting.
After hearing these lyrics "I am no longer a naive boy because I love you, I am so pitiful after you left", "That girl cried her eyes red for you, that girl gave her best years for you".
Boss Mai suddenly felt heartbroken, sighed deeply, and became a little emo again.
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It was afternoon in a blink of an eye.
Around 5 o'clock, an ordinary Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle appeared near Trinity College.
Because of the traffic jam, the business car did not move for several minutes. The pop star Lin Zaixiang, wearing a plaid shirt, sat in the car and wondered:
"It's school time? Why is there such a traffic jam?"
The assistant who was driving was also puzzled and replied:
"That's not right. I saw a lot of people getting out of cars. They looked like they were going to school. If I had known, I would have taken another road. Now I can't go forward or backward. There are only a few hundred meters left. I'm most afraid that there's a car accident ahead. It's a headache."
With a little curiosity.
Lin Zixiang looked out the window and saw many students from other schools, wearing various school uniforms, gathering in the same direction.
Looking again, I found someone carrying a poster with Fan Wumian's portrait and a cheering sign that read "Fan Group! No more sleep tonight!"
I was deeply impressed by Fan Wumian.
Lin Zixiang opened the car window, waved to stop a happy-looking girl, and asked, "Hello, what are you going to do?"
The little girl didn't recognize him, and just replied with a smile:
"I'm going to see Fan Wumian's concert. My friend called and said that there are no more seats available at the stadium. I have to go there quickly!"
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Lin Zixiang had already listened to the album released by Fan Wumian, and was stunned by her beauty. He felt that he had really grown old.
He only knew that his apprentice Mai Shuli was holding a book signing event tonight, but he had not heard that Fan Wumian would also have a solo concert.
When the car slowly moved to the gate of Trinity Anglican College, Lin Zixiang realized that the number of people present was even more than he had imagined. There was a long queue pouring into the school, and it was endless as far as the eye could see.
There were more than ten security guards responsible for maintaining order at the gate, and there were also quite a few adults entering the school.
I had thought that Fan Wumian would have a chance to become famous, but I didn't expect that he would become famous so quickly.
George Lam felt a little uneasy, so he decisively called Mai Shuli and asked:
"You changed the album release date at the last minute. Didn't you ask someone to help you choose the date? Did you know that Fan Wumian from Trinity College is also holding an event tonight?"
Mr. Mai sounded very proud and said with a smile:
"I know. I just want to snipe him and snatch all the people away from Fan Wumian! When will you arrive, Master? There are already three or four hundred people here. It's a lively scene!"
".Good grab."
Lin Zixiang made a rough calculation.
I felt that there were probably four or five thousand people at Trinity College. The school was crowded with people. Even the rooftops and classrooms were filled with people. There was a row of interview cars parked on the roadside.
It seemed like every television station in Hong Kong had sent people over, even media from mainland China.
People are getting old.
In order to maintain the hard-earned "status in the world", the most feared thing is losing face, and being laughed at is no longer acceptable.
Thinking about going to support Mai Shuli tonight, there is a high probability that I will be compared with him by the media, and there will be no shortage of ridicule.
Lin Tsai-hsiang immediately made a decision and said:
"I was in a car accident and hit my head on the front seat. I feel dizzy and I'm afraid I need to go to the hospital for a check-up. I'm so sorry, remember to tell your dad for me. I guess I can't go tonight."
"Ah? Master, is it serious?"
".Luckily, I was lying down to rest. In order to show my support for you earlier, I drove a little faster and rear-ended the car in front of me. It's a pity that I can't see you in the limelight tonight. Remember not to tell the media about me."
(End of this chapter)