Chapter 113 Literal [Fifth Update, Ask for Subscription!] 】

Tian Qing and the headhunting consultants on the side are very eye-catching.

Tian Qingdao: "If Mr. Yang is busy, we can talk about it later." ”

The headhunter also smiled: "In fact, today's meeting between the two has reached a cooperation intention, and the next thing is just to go through the process." ”

Yang Yue smiled politely and said, "Wait a minute, you two, I'll find out what's going on in the studio first, okay?" ”

"No problem."

Yang Yue took Ma Feifei to another private room.

Ma Feifei said directly: "Sister Jingmei sent a message, saying that an independent publicist's studio called, saying that she could help us deal with the current public opinion crisis, and that the price would be very favorable." ”

"Independent publicist?" Yang Yue was slightly surprised when he heard this.

In his previous life, he was a third-rate musician and had contact with ordinary PR, but independent PR people had only heard of it.

As far as he knows, independent publicists are generally more bullish.

Otherwise, you won't be able to stand on your own.

After thinking about it, he asked, "Are you in a hurry to reply over there?" ”

"I didn't say that."

Yang Yue smiled, "Then why are you in a hurry?" ”

"I was wrong." Ma Feifei's face was slightly red, and he explained: "I can't help but be anxious and panicked when I see that many people on the Internet misunderstand you. ”

Yang Yue smiled: "Isn't your ambition to become an agent?" I can't hold everything under my control, what if I really encounter an urgent event in the future? ”

Hearing Yang Yue say this, Ma Feifei was inexplicably nervous and worried, and at the same time blamed herself and was lost.

"I..."

She wanted to explain more, but she didn't know how to say it.

Ma Feifei felt embarrassed, but she didn't know that Yang Yue felt very cute when she looked at her, and suddenly had the idea of touching her head.

But before his hand was raised, Yang Yue restrained himself very rationally.

This action is too ambiguous and easy to misunderstand.

So he patted Ma Feifei on the shoulder instead and said, "Don't think about it, experience more things in the future, just exercise." ”

After saying that, he walked out.

Ma Feifei felt nervous and worried in an instant, and she was inexplicably relieved.

It's just that his face is inexplicably red to the root of his ears.

She took a deep breath, opened the window of the private room and blew the cold air, so that her complexion returned to naturalness, and then walked out...

After another ten minutes, Yang Yuecai and Tian Qing ended talking.

Not long after returning to the studio, Ma Feifei came to Yang Yue with a tablet.

"Brother Shen, I checked, that Wei Zhe is very famous in the Shenhai public relations industry, he is the best at crisis public relations, and he has won awards.

Shall we call and ask them what they think of your current situation?

After all, public opinion is difficult to control, and no one knows what it will become in a few days. ”

Yang Yue looked at the tablet and found that this Wei Zhe was indeed a cow.

Since he has made a career in entertainment, this person will definitely be able to use it in the future, and he can make friends.

But at the moment, he really doesn't feel like it's a crisis.

Originally, it was only a slightly controversial matter, because he is currently too popular and the singer-songwriter is highly topical, which has attracted the attention of many netizens and made it uproar.

"Forgot what I told you at the café?" Yang Yue said while looking at the information, "I can get to know this Wei Zhe, but they don't have to worry about things on the Internet." ”

Ma Feifei and Huang Jingmei looked at each other and found that they were speechless.

There are so many criticisms on the emotional network, Yang Yue really didn't take it to heart at all.

This open-mindedness and ability to resist pressure are really okay.

is worthy of Brother Shen.

An hour later.

Wei Zhe Studio.

Feng Lu glanced at the time and couldn't help but wonder: "Didn't the accountant from the old dream studio say that Yang Yue would come back in half an hour at most?" It's been an hour, why haven't you called back yet? ”

Wei Zhe said unhurriedly: "Yang Yue has been in the entertainment industry for less than two months, and he and the people in the studio may not know me, and they may not even believe what you said on the phone just now, so it is better for you to call and ask again." ”

"Wouldn't that seem too rushed?" Feng showed suspicion.

"Are you afraid that you will lose money in a while?" Wei Zhe looked at Feng Lu and smiled, "I don't want to make much money from him, I just want to make myself comfortable." ”

"Okay, I'll fight."

Feng Lu was a little speechless about Wei Zhe's behavior, but she still quickly dialed the phone.

The opposite side was quickly connected.

"This is the Old Dream Studio, I'm Yang Yue's assistant, is there anything wrong?"

Feng Lu said: "I'm Wei Zhe's assistant Feng Lu, and I called you before. ”

"Oh, Miss Feng, is there anything you have to do?"

Hearing this, Feng Lu laughed angrily.

I actually asked her what was wrong, and she was obviously pretending.

And what kind of people are Yang Yue's studio?

Grass platform team?

Controlling the urge to hang up the phone immediately, Feng Lu said in the same tone: "For the public opinion crisis that Yang Yue is currently encountering, we can help solve it, and we will try to give preferential treatment in price, do you think about it?" ”

"This..." The person over there seemed to hesitate, and then said, "Yang Yue said no." ”

"What?!" Feng Lu's voice suddenly raised twice, as if he suspected that he had misheard.

"Yang Yue said no." Ma Feifei repeated on the other side of the phone.

"No, right?" Feng Lu couldn't control her temper a little, and was about to hang up the phone with a sneer.

Who knew that Ma Feifei said again: "But he said that if he has time, he wants to meet with Mr. Wei Zhe for a chat." ”

"What do you mean?" Feng Lu was puzzled for a moment.

"Literally."

So Feng Lu covered the radio hole of her mobile phone, looked at Wei Zhe, and said, "Yang Yue said that he doesn't need crisis public relations, but he wants to meet and talk to you." ”

Hearing this, Wei Zhe was also surprised, but soon smiled: "Just say that I will accompany you at any time." ”

So Feng Lu learned Ma Feifei's tone before and said, "Wei Zhe said that he would accompany him at any time." ”

"Okay, then I'll contact you when Yang Yue has time."

Ma Feifei didn't seem to be aware of Feng Lu's anger provoked by her, and she still spoke very politely.

Feng Lu continued to imitate Ma Feifei's tone and exaggerated, "Okay." ”

After hanging up the phone, Feng Lu came to Wei Zhe's desk and hummed: "This Yang Yue, his EQ is ridiculously low, and he actually said that he doesn't need your help."

In my opinion, no matter how talented he is, he won't be able to go far in the entertainment industry! ”

Wei Zhe played with a group of ancient building blocks on his desk, and said without raising his head: "You think about the things that Yang Yue has dealt with in the past month or two, do you really think that he has low emotional intelligence?" ”

"Then why did he refuse our help?" Feng Lu was puzzled.

Wei Zhe raised his head and said with a smile: "I think it is probably because he feels that he can deal with the current crisis of public opinion." ”

"And how confident is he?"

Feng Lu sneered, obviously not believing that Yang Yue had the confidence and ability to resolve the crisis.

Wei Zhe lowered his head and continued to build blocks, and said, "We'll see." Anyway, even if this matter is completely out of control, it will not make him collapse. ”

Obviously, as a big bull in the public relations industry, Wei Zhe also does not think that Yang Yue has the ability to solve the current crisis of public opinion.

After all, two months ago, Yang Yue was just an outdated online writer.