Chapter 33: Unlucky Hawke

Hawke was panicking now.

It was obviously a big office with bright windows, but he sat up without a sense of security, as if a yin wind was rushing up from under his feet, and as if an evil spirit was coming to ask for his life, he couldn't help but tighten his neck.

He was holding a thin piece of paper in his hand at this time, with the sales of the past three days printed on it, which should have been a happy thing, but his expression was as ugly as eating a mouthful of thick Shit.

Because the above figures are shocking, they are down 40 percent from the sales of the previous issue.

What kind of concept is this, it is equivalent to thousands of car accidents in New York in the past two days, and the men who want to buy magazines have been killed with precision.

“FXXK! FXXK! Hawke spat out a few dirty words loudly, his chest heaved rapidly, and then the whole person collapsed on the thick boss's chair like mud.

His heart was bursting, his whole eyes were full of stars, and he even felt that he was going to enter the hospital in the next second.

How is this possible! He scratched his scalp and couldn't figure out what was going on, didn't they like Lisa anymore?

How so?

"Jingle bell!" The phone jumped up on the table, Hawke reached out to pick it up, and the next moment he heard the anxious voice of his subordinate.

"Editor-in-chief! We've gotten a lot of calls from our readers, all complaining about how much lower the level of our magazine is. ”

"Wait, wait, what the hell are they saying!" Hawke asked, straightening his crooked baseball cap.

"They said, "We're shooting ...... Anyway, it sucks, and it doesn't feel like the previous issue at all. ”

"Some people say that our aesthetics are too bad, and Lisa doesn't match that dress at all!"

"In addition, some people asked us if we had changed photographers, and we felt that the style was completely inconsistent."

"In addition, they also said that Lisa's condition is not good, it is like sucking leaves and sucking too much, and her expression looks so bad!"

"Alright, alright!" Hawke's weak heart couldn't accept so many bad comments, so he could only stop the voice of his subordinates: "Okay, I know, don't worry, tell them that we will correct it in the next issue!" ”

Hanging up the phone, Hawke just breathed a sigh of relief, but was rushed straight through the door by a rude fat man.

"Hawke! Look at the good things you've done! ”

"Boss!" Hawke immediately stood up, but was immediately confronted with a storm of his boss's words.

In just ten minutes, he accepted no less than twenty FXXK, fifteen SHXT, and thirty-six GOD.

By the time he walked out of the office, he was still a little confused.

When he was blown by the cold wind, he remembered that he was going to Tang De's house.

"Damn! Why should I try to persuade him to come back! Hawke complained, but his steps did not follow the call, and for the sake of his own future, it was better to return Dondra as a photographer as soon as possible.

He drove all the way, and it took only twenty-five minutes to arrive at Tang De's doorstep after a forty-minute drive.

Hawke looked at the window that had been lit, took a deep breath, stepped up the steps, and rang the door's bell.

"Ding Dong!"

"Who?" Tang De was chatting with his agent Mike, and suddenly heard the electric bell and wondered, looking at the watch, it was already six o'clock in the evening, could it be that Carmela and her two children had returned from the park at this time?

He opened the door and found it to be Hawke, the editor-in-chief of Newdi.

"Why are you here?"

Hawke walked straight through the door, smiled awkwardly as he walked to the living room and said, "I'...... Actually, I came to see you. ”

"Look at me?" Don De frowned.

"Uh, yes, hey, hello. I'm the editor-in-chief of Art Underground New York, Hawke. ”

When Hawke came in, he found that there was already a guest with a serious face and leather shoes, and hurriedly said hello.

Out of politeness, Mike had to respond, "Hello, I'm Donde's agent, Mike." ”

"Broker? What broker? Photographer agent? Hahaha, you're kidding. Hawke smiled and suddenly closed his expression, then turned his head to look at Donde, and then at Mike with a serious expression.

"Wait, is it really an agent?" He questioned.

Don De shrugged: "Of course it is, that's right. ”

Mike also said: "Yes, Donde has signed an agency agreement with our CAA, and will be in charge of directing the music video for Kelly Rowland's songs. ”

"Okay, Kylie Rowland, who's that? A third-tier little singer? When will you CAA also take this kind of order, so if I want to make music on a whim one day, can I also find you? Hawke said in a funny way.

The other two, however, did not smile at all.

"Well, if you have such a need, you can do that, as long as you pay for the packaging. Trust me, CAA's packaging service is absolutely worth the money. ”

Speaking of this, Mike couldn't help but correct Hawke's statement: "In addition, Kelly Roland is not a third-tier singer, she is a member of the Destiny True Girl." ”

Hearing the Destiny True Maiden, Hawke was stunned, of course he was familiar with this name, and he was still a fan! Although it's the kind that only buys the album, it's also clear about the influence of the Destiny True Girl in the United States.

That's a popular girl group!

So...... Tang De wants to shoot a MV for the Destiny True Girl?

How is this possible!

Hawke's brain was down for a while, and he looked at the two of them again and realized that they were not joking at all.

"Then you still have time to shoot...... Uh, I mean, there's still a photographer spot for the magazine, are you available? ”

Don shook his head, picked up an orange and peeled it, "I'm sorry, Hawke, I don't have time to shoot magazines at all now, like I said before I left." ”

"Okay, okay." Hawke came out of the shock, mechanically turned around and walked to the door, and turned back when he was about to open the door: "Donde, will you be a Grammy in the future?" ”

Tang De laughed when he heard this: "Maybe, if I go, I'll let you know, and you can see me on TV when the time comes." ”

"Okay, be sure to inform me."

Hawke tugged at the corners of his mouth, then pushed the door open and walked out.

When his figure disappeared, McKee wondered, "What is he here for?" ”

"I don't know, maybe you're trying to persuade me to go back? But how does it feel like he's absent-minded. ”

"Forget it, let's talk about the two-day shooting, this time the MV director is ...... Thorn"

At the same time, Hawke outside the door was still eavesdropping on the conversation inside the house, and when he heard the specific details of the MV shooting, he finally confirmed that this was not a madman-style performance, but that Tang De was indeed different.

Hawke walked down the stairs a little dejected, and suddenly received a call from Lisa.

"What to do? Keep shooting, rest assured that the next issue will be fine. ”

"What? My fault? It was you who accused Don De of verbal violence against you! ”

"Can't shoot it? If it weren't for your damn ass not being high, how could there be so many bad reviews! And why don't you say that your expression management is a mess! Contrived and embarrassing! ”

"I'm crazy! I'm going to have a job! It doesn't matter if you live or die! ”

"Looking for Don De to save? Fuck off! Everyone has already filmed a MV for the Destiny True Girl! You're the oldest! FXXKYOU! ”