"Sister Yan, Fangfang, I'm sorry. I'm so useless and always drag you down."
Seeing that Mo Yan and Fang Fang had been busy for her from the afternoon until late at night, and both of their faces were full of fatigue and weakness, Lin Yao felt very guilty.
It’s all her fault for being so useless. If her status in the music industry had reached a high enough level, Sister Yan and Fangfang wouldn’t have to work so hard.
"What nonsense! Even if you're a diva, you'll still encounter a lot of problems. This is the entertainment industry, there's never true peace."
Mo Yan saw through Lin Yao's thoughts at a glance, and asked Fang Fang:
“How’s the fan base?”
Lin Yao has quite a number of fans, and there are more than a dozen official fan groups with over a thousand members. In addition to being Lin Yao's personal assistant, Fangfang is also the general manager of the fan group.
"I've contacted the administrators of each group, but..."
Fangfang looked hesitant and paused.
"What's wrong?"
Mo Yan asked.
"Many people in the fan group have guessed that Yang Jiaxin is deliberately targeting Lin Yao. Several groups are extremely excited, and some are even saying they will go to Lin Jiaxin's Weibo to fight!"
Fangfang answered.
"Hurry up and send a notice to those groups. We are only promoting Lin Yao's new song. Don't do anything else! Yang Jiaxin's targeting of Lin Yao is a secret affair.
If we take the initiative to expose this matter, we will be bitten back and accused of riding on the queen's popularity, which will make us even more passive. "
Mo Yan frowned and quickly asked Fangfang to stop the radical fans.
Lin Yao’s current level is not yet at the point where she can engage in a head-on battle with Yang Jiaxin.
"Don't worry, Sister Yan, I've already posted a notice in the group. The leader of the combat team in the group that caused the most trouble took the initiative to step forward and appease the others. Everything should be fine now."
Fangfang explained the situation, thought about it, and handed her cell phone to Mo Yan.
"This girl contacted me privately and said she had a secondary account in Yang Jiaxin's fan group and would tell us immediately if she took any action."
Mo Yan looked at Fangfang’s phone. The girl’s WeChat name was “Liu Duidui”.
"Well, quite smart."
Mo Yan smiled and said nothing more. As a broker at her level, how could she not have spies planted on various competitors' sides?
However, it can be seen that this little girl named "Liu Duidui" is really a die-hard fan of Lin Yao, and Mo Yan remembered this name.
Looking at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock, so Mo Yan stood up.
"Let's all go to bed."
There is no point in continuing to talk about it. Let’s wait until Yang Jiaxin’s new song is released tomorrow and see how the other party performs.
Now is an extraordinary period, and Mo Yan plans to sleep at Lin Yao's house so that any emergencies can be dealt with in time.
"Um... Sister Yan, Sister Yao, my bathroom door is broken. I've arranged for a repairman to come and fix it. I, I have to go back."
Fangfang hesitated for a moment and spoke hesitantly.
"A technician is coming to repair it this late?"
Lin Yao widened her eyes and said in surprise.
"Okay, go ahead. Go home early and be safe."
Mo Yan suddenly said, and then reminded:
"If you have anything, be sure to call us. Don't keep it to yourself."
Fangfang was stunned for a moment, then said to Mo Yan gratefully, "Thank you, Sister Yan."
"Fangfang!" Lin Yao suddenly called her and handed her the keys to the nanny car that the company had provided her with. "It's so late, you should drive back."
Fangfang was stunned and was about to refuse, but Lin Yao had already stuffed the car keys into her hand.
"Thank you, Sister Yao." Fangfang's eyes flashed, she nodded, turned and walked out the door.
After Fangfang left, Lin Yao couldn't help but ask, "Sister Yan, Fangfang isn't really going home to fix the bathroom door, is she?"
Mo Yan nodded: "You were thinking about practicing singing this afternoon and didn't notice that Fangfang's boyfriend called her."
"Huh?" Lin Yao covered her mouth. "Could it be that Fangfang is going to Fangjie's boss's house tonight? The two of them..."
"Well, little girls have to grow up eventually."
Mo Yan looked at the door, a trace of worry on his face:
"I hope it's okay."
Then he remembered something and asked Lin Yao, "The studio's registration procedures will be completed tomorrow. What are your plans?"
Lin Yao blinked doubtfully: "Isn't the purpose of setting up a studio to sell songs?"
Mo Yan was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "I'm becoming increasingly disappointed with Boss Feng. Lin Yao, you should also learn to think for yourself. I think Fang Xiaole might have the same thoughts as me."
Lin Yao was surprised and said, "Sister Yan, you mean... let me leave the company? Start my own studio?!"
"Let's get through this first. We have to leave a way out for ourselves."
Mo Yan was silent for a moment, then asked, "At present, Aiyao Studio is still mainly responsible for managing Fang Xiaole's song copyrights, but you need to discuss with him and arrange for the staffing as soon as possible. Without someone to take care of it, the studio will always be just an empty shell."
Lin Yao said distressedly, "Fang Xiaole told me about this. He wants to find someone he can absolutely trust, but where can he find such a person?"
Seeing this little girl winking at him while talking, Mo Yan pinched her face in annoyance.
"I don't even have time to serve a silly girl like you. Do you want to tire me to death?!"
"Oh, I'm sorry, Sister Yan." Lin Yao lowered her head embarrassedly.
"Okay, go to bed early. There's no rush for the studio matters. We can discuss it later."
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