Ning Meng came to the company and went directly to the president's office.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw an uninvited guest - Cao Xuehua.

She turned her back to the door and was showing Ning Wentao: "...... Tian Tian is really popular now, this song can make her status even higher, I said back then that I let Tian Tian enter your company, you still don't want to, now you regret it, right? Look at the artists in your company, all the artists who can take the shot are gone, and there are only these crooked melons and cracked dates left......"

Ning Wentao was in front of her, following in front of Ning Meng, judging the two of them, he sat on the chair seriously, his face was solemn, and his tone was impatient: "Meng Meng didn't like her at the beginning, how could I sign her into the company......"

Cao Xuehua's eyes flashed with hatred, but he still opened his mouth: "I'll just say that, why are you still in a hurry." But Tian Tian's current status, there are countless endorsements, scripts, and advertisements, waiting for her to choose......"

"Really?"

Ning Meng entered the room, sat comfortably on the sofa next to her, and looked at Cao Xuehua, "Su Tiantian is in the limelight now, but Auntie, don't be too happy, after all, there is an old saying——"

She grinned and opened her mouth angrily: "The higher you hold it, the worse you fall!" ”

Cao Xuehua's face froze, and anger surged into his heart. Thinking of Ning Wentao beside her, she said with a smirk: "Meng Meng, I know you look down on Tian Tian, but Tian Tian's efforts were not in vain, and now the salted fish has finally turned over!" ”

Ning Meng blinked: "Auntie, the salted fish turned over, and it is also a salted fish!" ”

Cao Xuehua: ?

Ning Wentao directly ignored Cao Xuehua at this moment, his face was darkened with anger, his eyes were full of his own daughter, and he exclaimed: "Mengmeng, your skills are getting higher and higher!" ”

In the past, I would scold a dirt bun and a hillbilly, nothing new, but now, I can even speak idioms!

Ning Wentao felt that his daughter had grown up, and he showed a relieved expression with a smile on his uncle's face.

Seeing that Cao Xuehua's lungs were about to explode, Ning Meng was very satisfied, so she stood up: "Dad, you talk, I'll go and see the song I recorded last time." ”

Ning Wentao followed the play, "We have something to talk about, let's go, I'll be with you." ”

Cao Xuehua: ......

Cao Xuehua hatefully followed behind the two people.

They found the relevant personnel and asked them to put the song recorded by Lin Qingbei on the Internet.

Lin Qingbei is a newcomer after all, he doesn't have many fans, and he doesn't have much fame. Only your own fans will repost it on the Internet.

Such a good-sounding classic song will explode sooner or later, but if it is not promoted, it will take time to brew.

Ning Meng said directly to the staff around her: "I asked you to buy the promotion, did you buy it?" Why haven't you gotten on it yet? ”

The staff's face was scornful, he glanced at Cao Xuehua, and said, "I submitted an application, but Mr. Cao didn't agree." ”

Ning Meng raised her eyebrows and looked at Cao Xuehua, who was in charge of the company's finance department.

Cao Xuehua's face sank, she lowered her voice and said: "Meng Meng, the strength of your promotion is completely according to the level of the Heavenly King, a little newcomer, where is it used?" I know, you want to suppress the sweet limelight, but if the quality of the song is not good, it will cost money to promote it......"

Ning Meng ignored her, just glanced at Ning Wentao lightly.

He immediately ordered without hesitation: "On the promotion!" ”