"Sister, you ask me, I don't have a problem!"

Song Zheng looked at Wang Jinghua, who was in a hurry to go to the house, and could only smile bitterly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Jinghua and Wang Zhongjun discussed for a long time, but they didn't discuss the reason, left the company, and arrived at Song Zheng's house in a daze.

Song Zheng and Lin Xinru make dumplings, tomorrow is Song Ning's birthday, according to the tradition of the Chinese, today is considered to be a birth, and it is the rule to eat dumplings on this day.

In his bones, Song Zheng is still a very traditional person.

When Wang Jinghua came in, she saw Song Zheng with both hands, and almost didn't give her mouth crooked, she and Wang Zhongjun were in a hurry to go to the room on fire, but Song Zheng was like a person who had nothing to do, and he still had the heart to eat dumplings.

But before Wang Jinghua could get mad, Song Zheng pushed her into the bathroom to wash her hands, and after she came out, she directly joined the dumpling army.

Wang Jinghua rolls the skin, Song Zheng and Lin Xinru are two people, don't look at Lin Xinru's fried vegetables can poison people, the craft of making dumplings is quite skilled.

"I said you don't have a heart? You said no, oh! I'm going to just explain the past!"

Wang Jinghua was rolling the skin quickly, and her mouth was not idle, counting Song Zheng like a son.

Song Zheng really looks like a person who has nothing to do, he also follows up on the sales of the album from time to time, calls the company every day to ask, he is obviously not satisfied with the current sales results, but what can he do if he is not satisfied, he can't run to the street with a kitchen knife and force people to buy it.

"What do you want me to do!?"

As soon as Wang Jinghua heard that Song Zheng was going to pick a pick, she immediately quit: "Do you still have a conscience when you say this? Who am I so anxious for? This is your first album, even if it doesn't hit a hit, we can't smash it! Also, think about it yourself, you and Xinru haven't passed that incident yet." ”

Song Zheng could understand that Wang Jinghua was beating him, but he really didn't have a way: "Sister, let's not worry, let's find a way slowly!"

Wang Jinghua glared, the movements in her hands were deformed, and she directly pinched out a little pig: "Don't worry, I've eaten more than a pound of gunpowder just in the past few days, you let me not worry, I don't have such a good attitude as you, I have no heart and no lungs!"

Song Zheng was not angry, and he could still laugh and joke to himself: "I only have the mentality left now! Otherwise, what else can I do, I am in a hurry together, is it useful?"

To say that Song Zheng is really not in a hurry at all, it is unrealistic, after all, this album is his hard work, and with the guilt of his buddies, is it easy to copy such an album.

However, Song Zheng has such an advantage, he doesn't like to be more serious with himself, and he doesn't like to force himself into a dead end, the real situation is already like this, he has an egg to die in a hurry, since it's useless, then what's the hurry?

Song Zheng just exonerated himself!

Wang Jinghua said that he had no heart or lungs, but she didn't bury him at all.

Lin Xinru on the side looked at these two people one by one, one was anxious to hit the wall with her head, and the other was like someone who was fine, her face was full of indifference, and she couldn't help but worry that the two of them would fight for a while.

"Sister Hua!isn't it~~~~ Is there a problem with the publicity!?" Lin Xinru interjected weakly, and after finishing speaking, she immediately lowered her head, as if she didn't exist.

Wang Jinghua was stunned when she heard this, and said, "Xinru, what do you think!?"

Song Zheng smiled: "What does she know!"

"As far as you know!" Wang Jinghua now saw Song Zheng's heartless virtue, and she didn't get angry, "Xinru! don't pay attention to him, you talk about it, maybe, you can really inspire me!"

Wang Jinghua is in a hurry these days, and her brain is obviously not as easy to use as usual, otherwise, she would not have mobilized the masses to work together in order to find the reason for poor sales.

Lin Xinru looked at Song Zheng, she really didn't know anything about this matter, and Song Zheng didn't tell her, just now it was just to let Wang Jinghua extinguish the fire, so she came to say that casually, but she didn't expect that Wang Jinghua would drive ducks to the shelves.

Looking at Wang Jinghua's hopeful look, Lin Xinru couldn't help but say: "Sister Hua, you also said just now that the reason for the wrong selection of the album's title song, in this case, why don't you try to promote other songs, that song "Yellow" is very good!"

The song "Yellow" was given to her by Song Zheng, and Lin Xinru has a soft spot for this song.

When Wang Jinghua heard this, she was very disappointed, of course she also thought about it, but now the company still has money, even if Wang Zhongjun has the heart to throw money into it, he is still more than willing to do it, and the little money on the company's books has to be kept for emergencies.

"Xinru! The company now has ~~~~~~~ liquidity"

"You don't have to spend money!" Lin Xinru looked innocent.

Wang Jinghua smiled bitterly: "My silly sister, why don't you spend money! In order to send the song "Dream Chasing Pure Heart" to CCTV, the company smashed more than one million yuan into the relationship. ”

Lin Xinru continued: "Propaganda doesn't have to be on TV stations! Wouldn't it be nice to let those audio-visual stores that are selling albums play more other songs in the album? Sister Hua! You just said that the album is not selling well, it's not a problem with the songs, and there are also professional music critics who say that every song on this album can be the main song, and as long as more people hear other songs, I think sales will definitely go up!"

Wang Jinghua was stunned when she heard this, and after coming back to her senses, she didn't care that her hands were flour, she slapped her head fiercely, and directly slapped it into a white-haired girl.

"Why didn't I think of it! I'm really confused, confused!" Wang Jinghua said, dropped the rolling pin, turned around and picked up the bag and left, "You can eat the dumplings yourself, remember to say happy birthday to Miaomiao for me, and I'll re~~~~~~supply the gift later."

Boom!

The sound of closing the door cut off the words behind Wang Jinghua.

Song Zheng and Lin Xinru looked at each other, helpless about the eldest sister's resolute style.

"Xinru, is that reliable?"

Although Song Zheng also believes that the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, he always feels that it is not so reliable to use the loudspeaker of the audio-visual store to carry out publicity.

Lin Xinru glanced at Song Zheng, obviously still angry at Song Zheng for saying that she "doesn't understand anything": "If you have a good way, you say! It's unreliable, how do I know!"

Try?

Then give it a try!

Maybe it can really do!

I don't want to think about it, so I will continue to make dumplings.

"By the way! Xinru! Is "Deep Love and Rainy" on the TV drama channel today?"

Lin Xinru took the rolling pin: "8 o'clock!"