Dumb start: hold 33 concerts

Chapter 221 Low-key, must be low-key
Drive from airport to hotel.

Tired all the way, Brother Jie has shown signs of fatigue.

Zhong Liang is in good spirits. He has already practiced the third set of radio gymnastics.

Let him have a qualitative improvement in terms of mental and physical fitness.

Full of strength, he might be able to kill a tauren with a single punch.

A few minutes later, Boss Wang came with a smile all over his face.

"Mr. Zhong, Brother Jie..."

Upon entering the room, Boss Wang greeted him warmly.

Hush and ask for warmth, caring for the two of them.

Zhong Liang also responded with a smile on his face, but Brother Jie, who was lying on the bed, turned over and sat up, staring at Boss Wang unkindly.

Brother Jie seemed to understand everything and asked: "Boss Wang, did you do something wrong?"

Boss Wang immediately froze, hesitating, faltering, unable to speak for a long time.

Is something really wrong?
Zhong Liang looked at Brother Jie in surprise.

Hey, when did you get so sharp, kid.

Feeling his gaze, Brother Jie explained: "Boss Wang is so enthusiastic, either he has thoughts about you, or he has done something wrong."

He has thoughts about me, what can a man think about another man...

Nani?

Zhong Liang's pupils contracted suddenly, his sphincter tightened suddenly, and he took a few steps back, staring at Boss Wang with full vigilance.

Once the opponent plots something wrong, let him feel the fist that can kill the tauren.

I take you as a brother, you actually want to fall in love with me?
Boss Wang hurriedly waved his hands and explained: "It's what you think, ah, no, there is something wrong here..."

He knew that sooner or later he would not be able to hide it, so he simply explained everything clearly.

It's not a big deal.

It will mainly affect Zhong Liang's next itinerary.

But if a remedy can be found, then it is not a big problem.

Brother Jie stood up and approached Boss Wang step by step.

Boss Wang panicked, stepped back step by step, and shouted: "Brother Jie, Brother Jie, Brother Jie, don't want it."

Zhong Liang: "..."

Jack: "..."

Brother Jie couldn't express his temper when he saw this.

This stuff can also be done.

Zhong Liang wrote and asked, "How is the stage set up?"

Boss Wang: "I asked the staff to rush to work overnight, and it will be ready before six o'clock this afternoon."

Zhong Liang nodded, and wrote: "That's good. When the work is finished, you can give each of the staff members two red envelopes and ask Ajie for reimbursement."

Good boss, good boss.

Hey, wait, he understands red envelopes.

Boss Wang wondered: "What is Erbei?"

It's a meme... Forget it, you don't even understand it.

Brother Jie said unhappily: "What are you asking, hurry up and sell tickets. After a new year, I will make you foolish."

Boss Wang muttered: "It's a fool."

"what?"

"No, nothing, I'll do it now."

Zhong Liang waved his hand at this moment, and Boss Wang, who was about to leave, stopped, folded his hands on his stomach, and stood motionless like a pupil who made a mistake.

Now sell the ghost tickets, there will be a concert tonight, if you sell tickets today, can those fans from far away come over?
Isn't this cheating fans' money?

Both looked at him, waiting for his instructions.

Zhong Liang wrote briefly: "The faraway places can't catch up, and the tickets can't be sold online."

Brother Jie said: "Then you can sell tickets on the spot. People who can buy tickets on the spot will definitely be able to come to the concert."

Boss Wang raised his hand in agreement, "This is a good idea, I'll make arrangements right away."

Before he could leave, he was stopped by Zhong Liang again.

Zhong Liang wrote: "Selling tickets on the spot will cause a large area of ​​congestion. Do you want me to be scolded?"

Brother Jie and Boss Wang looked at it and fell silent.

I didn't expect Zhong Liang to think so carefully.

It's true when you think about it. Many celebrities are scolded for causing congestion when traveling, not to mention Zhong Liang's popularity is so high.

Once fans hear the on-site ticket sales, a large number of people will definitely gather together, causing traffic jams.

As soon as I turned around, I was trending and scolded by black fans.

Even though Zhong Liang's performance in the Spring Festival Gala this time has been recognized and loved by most people, there are still people who don't like him.

What can make everyone like it, only banknotes can do it.

The three were silent for a while, unable to think of a good way.

The only way is to postpone the concert.But at least three days must be set aside for fans to hurry.

But for these three days, not to mention paying more rent for the venue, what if someone else has already rented it out and can't adjust the schedule?
When it comes to brainstorming, Zhong Liang has to come.

He wrote: "Let's do it, sell it quietly."

This is to enter the village quietly, do you want to shoot?

Brother Jie and Boss Wang were shocked at the same time, you are a big star, are you selling tickets to the point where you want to sell them quietly?

What do you make other stars think?
Other stars are eager to cause a sensation, and the more sensation the better.

Only then will there be topics, tickets can be sold, and there will be traffic.

Zhong Liang was fine, he was afraid of causing a sensation and more people would come to snatch up the tickets.

Are you trying to piss off other stars?

Is this... so low-key, really good?

Now that Zhong Liang has explained so, Boss Wang can only follow through.

But before doing it, you have to plan in detail how to do it in a low-key manner.

Otherwise, if you are not careful, there will be a big commotion.

However, the problem appeared again. Boss Wang has never done anything to sell tickets in a low-key manner.

It has always been publicized with great fanfare, and I can't wait to advertise in every corner.

This made it difficult for him.

Boss Wang thought for a long time, and finally spread his hands, "Mr. Zhong, your popularity makes it difficult for me to keep a low profile. I, I can't do it."

A concubine can't do it?

Then I will reward you with a white silk, and I will hang you to death.

Zhong Liang looked at Brother Jie, intending to ask him for advice.

Brother Jie also shook his head, "I've never known what it means to be low-key, Ah Liang, you make it difficult for me."

Difficult?

Then...forget it, this is my place.

It's okay to smash your own field.

You have to use your own brains, what's the use of raising you guys.

Zhong Liang wrote: “Have you ever heard of human-to-human transmission?”

Brother Jie and Boss Wang stared wide-eyed, while Wang Ba stared at Mung Dou and shook his head together.

Zhong Liang wrote again: "Multilevel marketing, have you heard of it?"

The two nodded together, I understand.

Haven't eaten pork, haven't seen a pig run yet?

Once understood, it would be easier to handle, and Zhong Liang began to formulate a battle plan.

His idea was that it was winter break.

Many students like to listen to his songs.

Forget about those who are not satisfied, focus on college students.

Let’s just say that Zhong Liang’s concert recruits volunteers and asks them to help sell tickets, but they can only be sold to relatives and friends who are willing to listen to the concert, and they cannot buy or sell by force.

In this way, one can pass on ten, and ten can pass on to a hundred.

And it’s noon now, and there are still more than seven hours before the concert at [-]pm.

With Zhong Liang's popularity, it shouldn't be difficult to sell [-] to [-] tickets before the concert starts.

Although the venue for his concert this time can accommodate 5 people, as long as he can sell half of the tickets, it will be considered a success.

After hearing the plan, Brother Jie and Boss Wang gave a thumbs up at the same time: "High, really high!"

Boss Wang left immediately: "I'll do it right away, Mr. Zhong, don't worry, I will definitely do it beautifully."

Zhong Liang was also very excited, he had never tried this way of selling tickets.

However, he didn't expect that he ignored a problem.

(End of this chapter)