Chapter 102
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After sending the message, Su Tiantian threw her phone aside and said in disdain, "Isn't it just a fan? Is it that serious? "
The manager quickly said, "This fan is different. She has been following you since you first entered the entertainment industry. All these years, the management of the fan circle has been following her lead. "
Su Tiantian was so annoyed by Ning Meng that she felt dizzy. "If this doesn't work, I'll change the management. She only has 700,000 fans. Do I even need 700,000?"
The manager sighed. "Coca-Cola has a lot of authority among the fans. She's the leader of the entire fan circle. If she stops being a fan, everyone will suspect that you've done something wrong."
Seeing that Su Tiantian still did not take it seriously, he changed the topic. "Also, she's very rich! Your fans have never crowdfunded your activities because Coca-Cola is the one who pays for them! "
Su Tiantian's expression turned serious.
The manager continued, "She's going to participate in 'King of Songs' soon. If she can fund a fan club …"
Su Tiantian picked up her phone. "Is she a man or a woman?"
The manager let out a sigh of relief. "I don't know. But if she's so rich, she's probably a rich second-generation heir."
Su Tiantian nodded and sent another message: [Coca-Cola, are you there?]
Ning Meng was still staring at her phone when she received two consecutive messages.
She was definitely going to stop being a fan, but it was a big problem when she would do it.
In the original plot, after the original owner was killed, this account became an empty one and disappeared. It did not affect Su Tiantian in any way.
But now, she wanted to use this account to retaliate and avenge the original owner.
Ning Meng smiled and replied: [Yes.]
She wanted to be a cold and aloof fan.
Su Tiantian: [I'm going to record 'King of Songs' in two days. I have a few tickets for you. Do you want to come?]
Ning Meng rubbed her chin: [Okay.]
Su Tiantian sent her a few QR codes for the tickets. Her intention was clear.
She wanted her to continue organizing fan clubs at her own expense.
Heh.
Ning Meng picked up her phone: [Then, pay me the fees for the fan clubs first.]
Su Tiantian was dumbfounded. She did not expect that the person who had forked out tens of millions would be so petty with her.
She replied, [?]
At this time, Su Tiantian's Weibo account, which was probably managed by her manager, took the initiative to contact her: [Delicious, this is just a small amount of money. Can you pay for it first? I'll reimburse you later, okay?]
Ning Meng did not mind. Instead, she replied in a magnanimous manner: [Sure. I'll sort out all the contracts for the next few years. You can report them to me when the time comes.]
Ning Meng, who would never admit that she was a stingy person, felt her heart ache at the loss of tens of millions of yuan! She did not want to spend a single cent on Su Tiantian!
Su Tiantian's Studio: [Didn't you pay for it willingly?]
Ning Meng sneered: [Do you think I'm an ATM?]
Su Tiantian's Studio: [Delicious, is there a misunderstanding between us? Or did Tiantian do something wrong? Can we have a good talk?]
Ning Meng: [I can talk to you nicely, but I can't say anything nice.]
Su Tiantian's studio: […]
Ning Meng: [I used to think that she was a flower on the edge of a cliff. Who would have thought that …]
Su Tiantian's studio: [What?]
Ning Meng: [She's just a piece of trash in the sea of people.]
Su Tiantian's studio: […]
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