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"what's the situation?"
Both Lao Ma and Zhao Fusheng were taken aback.
Immediately afterwards, I saw those girls, who took a large pile of eggs from nowhere in their hands, and threw them at the girls who had just got out of the nanny's car.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
Because the distance is relatively far, in fact, the things they throw out basically cannot hit people.
But it still hit the car.
What does this mean?
The old horse looked confused.
Zhao Fusheng was thoughtful.
Maybe this should be a fan of another boy group?
The answer is obvious. The fans of boy groups are girls, and the fans of girl groups are boys. This is the status quo of most Korean idol groups.
"Stay away."
Without further ado, Zhao Fusheng gave orders to the old horse.
These people are too fierce!
They seem to be eating people.
"Ok."
The old horse naturally had no objection, stepped on the brakes, and left here quickly.
Sitting in the car, Zhao Fusheng was bored: "Song Qian is not here, we don't even have a tour guide, it's a bit troublesome."
Lao Ma rolled his eyes, feeling that he was tired of talking to Zhao Fusheng.
Sometimes this boss is so wise and powerful that people admire him, but sometimes he makes people extremely helpless.
"Forget it, let's go for a stroll by ourselves."
Zhao Fusheng smiled and said to the old horse: "Do you know where the Korean TV station is?"
"TV?"
Lao Ma blinked his eyes and looked confused: "Chairman, what are you doing at the TV station?"
"Look at the fun."
Zhao Fu said naturally: "Aside from the TV station, is there any place more lively?"
"…………"
The old horse didn't want to talk anymore.
He felt that if he continued to speak, he would lose his grip on the steering wheel.
Seeing that the old horse looked unlovable, Zhao Fusheng smiled, and stopped teasing him, but took out his mobile phone and called Song Qian.
Song Qian had left him her phone number before, and it was left by her as a tour guide when she came here before, and I don't know if she changed it.
"Beep beep..."
After a ringing sound, the phone was picked up soon after.
It's a man.
"Anihasai..."
Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, it was in Korean.
After thinking about it carefully, I realized that it looked like it should be Song Qian's manager or something. After all, she said she was about to make her debut, so she should be making final preparations.
"Hello, I'm Song Qian's friend." Zhao Fusheng said quickly in English.
Song Qian?
Although the manager couldn't understand English, he could still understand the word Song Qian. In addition, the call belonged to Song Qian. After thinking about it, he still took the phone to the shooting location.
"Song Qian, your phone number."
Facing Song Qian who was filming, the manager said loudly.
It's not that he didn't think about hanging up, but Song Qian's identity was not a secret to the silly hat company.
According to rumors, she has a very close relationship with the company's major shareholder from Huaxia. Even President Jin Yingmin and Mr. Li Xiuman are unwilling to offend her.
It is said that that person is a super rich man in China, with a net worth of several trillion won, or even more!
This news is not a secret within the company.
Some people even vowed that Cui Zhenzhen was going to be ruled by others at first, but because of meeting Song Qian, the director of the CJ Group who ruled Cui Zhenzhen's leg was broken.
The news spread so clearly that Song Qian was feared by everyone in the company.
Even the directors of the CJ Group were unlucky, let alone a little guy like myself.
"what happened!"
When he shouted like this, he immediately interrupted V's normal filming, and the director looked at the agent rather dissatisfied: "Are you crazy?"
In South Korea, the profession of director is quite prestigious.
Whether it's a music director or a film and television director, the managers of these idol idols have always been quite rude.
The next moment, the director was ready to throw a tantrum and curse.
Who made him the person that the silly hat company worked so hard to invite.
The manager quickly went over and bowed: "I'm really sorry, director, but Song Qian needs to answer a phone call, just one, and it will be done soon."
For this kind of thing, the broker has to take the blame.
Song Qian was also a little confused at this time. She walked over and bowed to the director first, and said apologetic words before answering the phone.
