I don't want to inherit billions of dollars

Chapter 39 Preemptive Strike
On October [-]st, at [-]:[-], Zhou Feng posted a song release notice on Weibo.

"I can't wait, the new song "My Mission" will be released on Penguin Music, and I will be with you on time to celebrate the National Day today!
In the eyes of rational people, Zhou Feng just wanted to seize the opportunity and win the most attention.

But it's different in the eyes of fans.

"Ah, I'm so excited, brother Feng will accompany us for the holidays!"

"Resolutely hit the rankings and support, come on."

"Brother Feng really deserves to be my favorite, he is as serious as ever!"

"Where is that Chen Hansheng? He hasn't released a song yet, so he's afraid."

"Haha, Chen Hansheng must have run out of talents."

These may have real fans, or there may be fake fans, a mixed bag, but the main purpose is to flatter Zhou Feng and blacken Chen Hansheng at the same time.

I don't know whether it will work or not, but Chen Hansheng's fame and fans must be used to set off Zhou Feng's power.

Just like the fans from Chen Hansheng who are attracted here now.

Black fans are also fans, and only when they tear each other can they become popular.

Why are so many celebrities often exposed to gossip?
There is heat, at most I will clarify later.

And what is Chen Hansheng doing now?

Of course he was sleeping, and he had to get up to exercise tomorrow morning, so he went to bed at 10:30.

And this, in order to supervise Xiao Nizi's sleep, she went to bed half an hour late.

However, it doesn't matter whether Chen Hansheng is asleep or not.

If he was awake and saw the news, he would at most be happy about the growth rate of his emotional value.

But it was different in the eyes of Zhou Feng's fans and the navy.

Chen Hansheng must have been scared, and he didn't have the confidence to beat Zhou Feng.

Or the song really didn't make it.

Or is it
In short, Zhou Feng is awesome, and Chen Hansheng is rubbish.

Immediately, that confidence swelled.

With the support of all kinds of enthusiasm, and the quality of the song itself is really good, Zhou Feng's new song is like a bamboo shoot, and it entered No.1 on the new song list without any suspense.

However, it is not so satisfactory on the pop charts and popularity charts.

It attracted Chen Hansheng's fans and some passers-by who joined in the fun to leave messages and ridicule on his Weibo.

"Haha, it's Zhou Feng who is talking about the glory of great death."

"Zhougou's fans are really good at blowing it up, but in the end, he got to No. 7 on the hot song list, just surpassing "Story"."

"Haha, even the "Birds in the Woods" written by my brother is worthy of competing with my brother?"

"Why did you reach fourth on the popularity list? Don't you have any money? I have no money, my sister will lend it to you!"

"bang"

When Zhou Feng saw these posted Weibo messages, he was so angry that he slammed his phone against the wall.

The new assistant next to him, a man with more foundation than Zhou Feng, subconsciously raised his orchid fingers, and shrank his head unconsciously when he heard the sound.

He didn't dare to go up to persuade and comfort him, because there was one person who was still locked up, that was the manager, and he was just a small assistant.

Zhou Feng's eyes were bloodshot, he stared fixedly at the mobile phone whose screen was gray but not broken, and murmured:

"Even your broken phone is bullying me, why isn't it broken, rubbish."

The assistant Xiaohong stood next to Zhou Feng a little restlessly. Hearing this, she couldn't help complaining.

People's mobile phones are not separated, so the quality is good or not, so why are you complaining?

Of course, he didn't dare to say too much. He knew how bad Zhou Feng was in his mood now.

Zhou Feng said in a low and hoarse voice: "Go, pay me another sum of money to play the rankings. I want to be number one, and the Navy will give me a hard brush, and I want to be number one."

Assistant Xiaohong said with some embarrassment: "Brother Feng, Mr. Wu only gave 50 public relations funds, I'm afraid it's not enough."

Hearing this, Zhou Feng held his head, like a little puppy in a frenzy, and his voice became even hoarse: "Go out and buy me a mobile phone first, and I'll call her and talk to her personally."

Xiao Hong twisted her buttocks and quickly walked out of the room.

After closing the door, the assistant Xiao Hong leaned her back against the wall, took out a small mirror, and said with a bit of aggrieved tone: "I don't know who killed a thousand knives to give me to this brat, but it's hard for me, look, The beard I just shaved yesterday is coming out."

At 25:16 in the morning, Zhou Feng's ranking increased again as if being injected with living water, until he reached the first place in the Penguin three list at [-]:[-] in the morning.

Hurry up, Chen Huairen's office.

"Director Chen is really wise and powerful. Zhou Feng's move not only increased the popularity of our fast fire, but also attracted the attention of other stars, making those stars want to enter our platform sooner."

Manager Zhao had a look of admiration on his face, as if Chen Huairen was not the one who proposed the proposal in the first place.

The other three managers secretly thought that they made a mistake, and at the same time secretly scolded Manager Zhao for being shameless and licking the dog.

Although they are all managers, there is an adverb hanging in front of them.

But looking at Manager Zhao's appearance, I'm afraid there will be fewer words.

Alas, the world is going downhill.

Chen Huairen glanced at Manager Zhao, and then at the computer screen, with a noncommittal smile on his face.

He just said in a warm voice: "Everyone has contributed. I will treat everyone to dinner after get off work tonight."

"Thank you Director Chen." The three said.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen." Manager Zhao said.

"Chen Hansheng hasn't released a song yet, so it can't be that his talents are exhausted."

"Chen Hansheng is afraid, he dare not fight."

"I used to have the excuse of sleeping, but now it's past seven o'clock, what excuse do you have?"

When Chen Hansheng woke up in the morning, he had just finished his breakfast, and then he turned on his mobile phone and logged on to Weibo to see this.

"Are these people living on Weibo? They don't need to sleep! When did I make an appointment to fight? I guess they all follow suit, and I don't even know what's going on."

Chen Hansheng just thought it was funny, when did he make an appointment, the netizens really had enough brains.

"Haha, Han Sheng, you don't know, I watched a movie before, and it was plagiarized because the name of another movie was one word different, and then there were a lot of followers on the Internet.

Then I went to watch that movie on purpose, and the plot was not the same at all. "

Li Wan'er swallowed the beef whistle, and told what happened to her with a smile.

Xiao Nizi ate slowly, and her appetite was not as good as that of Chen Hansheng who was exercising regularly, so Chen Hansheng finished eating and she still had less than half a bowl to eat.

Chen Hansheng was overjoyed, and also in high spirits:
"Recently, I followed an invincible domestic animation. Originally, it was a good thing that the Chinese manga developed, but some foolishly complained that it was plagiarizing the animation of the island country.

If they copied it, would other netizens be idiots? Originally, this manga was adapted from a novel. "

To say that this setting is like that setting, to be honest, Huaxia's online novels have been developed for so many years, and the setting is not bad, let alone the stories are different. "

Li Wan'er went on to say: "Then Han Sheng, when will you release the song? Those songs are really good. I want to see netizens praise you soon."

"Don't worry, Douyin has prepared a dedicated team to release the song for me, and it will be released at one minute past ten."

(End of this chapter)