The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

If it wasn't for the call from her agent Frey, Jessica would have almost forgotten that today was the morning of December 12, the last Sunday of 27, and that it had been almost 1998 hours since her album was officially released. After hanging up the phone, Ms. Drew walked to the living room window, opened the curtains a little, and looked at the cars and pedestrians on the street.

Can not believe it.

She looked back at the quiet bedroom, and then at the various large-scale clothes and objects scattered on the carpet in the living room, and couldn't help but feel helpless about her ridiculous behavior of not stepping out of the house on Christmas Day and the whole day afterwards. She didn't have time to clean up the dishes in the kitchen - in fact, the ham and egg fried rice was only eaten more than half, and someone was forced to join the battle before he finished eating.

In the end, the little black cat WoWo got the bargain.

In terms of digestive ability, as a Gotham creature, Wowo is of course much stronger than other kittens of the same kind. After all, in Gotham, having a bite to eat is good enough, so who cares about excessive oil or anything else? The small animals that can survive have at least gone through severe tests, and their survival IQ is basically up to standard.

But no matter what, it is impossible to expect Wowo to clean the litter box by itself.

Ms. Drew took the time to finish her job as a poop shoveler, turned on the tap, and stood by the sink to continue her work. There were subtle footsteps behind her, but if she listened carefully, she could tell that the body had no heartbeat at all.

Sure enough, a pair of cold hands touched my waist.

"I have to go out later."

Jessica felt the cold touch on her neck while using her tentacles to take over the dishwashing work so that she could respond to the equally cold red lips. The kitchen was quiet for a while, and she continued, "The first day's sales data is out. This time I can't use the worry of poor sales as an excuse to turn off my phone, otherwise I'm afraid my agent will come to the door of the King's Tavern Apartment."

"Don't worry, dear. I will take good care of the little wild cat. I love the way she trembles and begs for mercy..." Nisha leaned on her and gave Ms. Drew another kiss. "When you're done, we'll talk about the situation in Seattle."

"Don't drink her blood again for at least the next month."

Ms. Drew was selectively deaf and changed the subject: "You know Michelle's body was already injured. I'm still looking for a way to completely heal her. She's also addicted to alcohol. We can't let her drink recently. I'll send her to the incubator tomorrow."

"good idea."

Nisha laughed, "Then it's just you and me in this apartment."

The little black cat Wowo poked his head out to look at the kitchen and realized that his master had started fighting again, but he was no longer afraid because past records showed that his master would win every time. The adaptability of Gotham creatures to the environment was reflected at this time. The little black cat climbed back onto the bed and got into Michelle's arms.

Miss Butterfly Knife half opened her eyes, drowsily touched around and found nothing, then lowered her head to look at the cat's head in her arms, and soon fell into a deep sleep again.

This morning chore and exercise soon came to an end.

After bidding farewell to the princess in distress, Jessica rode her bicycle to a music store near the Hot Wave Records Company and saw her manager Frey standing by a street lamp waving at her. Not only him, but all the members of the entire band were here today, waiting for the protagonist to arrive.

"Jess!" Lucia, a lively girl who hadn't been seen for a while, rushed over and gave Jessica a big hug: "Oh my God, I never thought that I would really have such a day! Thank you! It's so great to meet you! Look at those people queuing! Oh my God..."

She began to choke up before she could finish her words.

Jessica looked up at the video store a few dozen meters away, and saw a long line outside the door.

On the album poster, half of her face was facing the camera, revealing a slightly stern expression. When facing the camera, the photographer made many suggestions on angles and poses, and Jessica accepted them as long as they were not too revealing, but she insisted on keeping the half-face and half-shadow photo as the official cover.

The wonderful thing is that at her age, she has not completely lost her youthful vitality, and has already revealed some of the charm of a mature woman, which is the most precious period for a woman. In terms of appearance and figure alone, Ms. Drew is not inferior to those professional models, and a full-face photo is definitely enough for the cover.

As for the other photos...

"Oh, look at this..."

Two young men happened to walk by, and one of them unfolded a few limited edition posters that came with the album, all of which were close-up photos of Jessica. The band members were of course not surprised by this, Ms. Drew was fair-skinned, beautiful and had a good figure, and the record company would be crazy not to use this for promotion.

"Hey Jesse, I put you on the living room wall," bald keyboard player Morris joked, "You know, the one with you in denim shorts."

Jessica rolled her eyes and gave him the middle finger back, causing everyone to laugh.

"Come on! Ted's waiting!"

Agent Frey urged, praising Jessica's sense of disguise: "From today on, you are a real star, Jesse. You must wear a mask when you go out like you did today. And shouldn't you consider moving? I'm not exaggerating, with the location of King's Tavern Apartments, there will really be fanatical fans climbing on your windowsill in the future."

"We'll talk about it later." Ms. Drew couldn't help but interrupt him with her teeth bared. She hadn't been hiding from going out before, and she hadn't been trying to escape, but the album was really released, and it seemed to be selling very well, and she had really come to this point. Thinking of this, she looked back again, and the line in front of the music store was still surging.

Now that I have the blessing of the black light body, my singing and playing skills are not inferior to many people.

I can definitely do it.

But when it comes to songwriting...

Shaking her head, Jessica tried to put aside the moral issues she had been struggling with for a long time, and turned to the album producer Ted who was coming over. The elegant middle-aged gentleman now had a red face, and he waved a document in his hand and shouted: "What did I say, Frey? You bastard, what did I say last night? Hahahahaha!!!"

"Fuck you, idiot!" Agent Frey smiled and hugged him. His excitement was contagious, and he snatched the document from Ted's hand and almost pressed it on Jessica's face: "You are really going to be famous, Jesse! Look at this! This is the best result of my career!"

"Yes, yes, no need to get so close."

Jessica pushed the call away with a look of disgust on her face. She was well aware that other record companies had contacted her one after another, wanting to poach this potential stock from Hot Wave Records after the songs "Thank You" became popular. But Jessica made it clear that she would consider it after fulfilling the album contract, and also explicitly prohibited the disclosure of her personal contact information, leaving all the contact and communication work to Frey.

The agent was both tired and happy.

As Ms. Drew frequently performs and appears on TV shows, her fame continues to grow, and the level of record companies that extend olive branches to her is also rapidly improving. On December 12, the album was released, and the gratifying first-day data directly triggered a phone explosion. He has been receiving calls since yesterday, including some of the people who ignored him during the "Crazy Maggie" period.

Given Frey's current situation, it's not an exaggeration to say that he's proud of himself, and he's also more confident in speaking to Heat Records.

Of course, this is human nature.

He didn't do anything like a big star's agent would do, so let him be for now.

"Hey! Ms. Drew!"

At this time, several people came out of the door, all of them were the top executives of Hot Wave Records, and they enthusiastically surrounded Jessica at the door. To be honest, Ms. Drew didn't recognize faces very often. In the past, the communication with these top executives was mostly done by her agent Frey, who was busy hunting down the stinky old man Otto at that time!

There is no doubt that Hot Wave Records has been trying to renew her contract since the song became popular. But for Jessica, her singing career may have to come to an end for the time being, and she can only wait to complete the subsequent promotional activities as agreed in the contract - in fact, she plans to leave after New Year's Eve and go to the Balkan Peninsula first.

Anyway, I have a pocket watch so I can transfer at any time, right?

The timing of Baron Otto's appearance was indeed unfortunate, but there was no point in dwelling on it.

Looking at the excited expression of her agent Frey, Jessica felt that he had begun to fantasize about a prosperous future. It was a pity that she would be missing for more than ten days in a row. She hoped that this guy would not be anxious enough to call the police.

The album is sold!

Going on a trip abroad!

Looking for inspiration!

…Use that excuse again.

Not long after, Jessica's personal lawyer, Bert Morgan, arrived, and a group of people stayed in the Hot Wave Records for the whole morning. Although they were happy, they still had to have professionals present when talking about the profit sharing and the contract. In this regard, Europeans and Americans were not as humane as Easterners.

Generally speaking, Hot Wave Records certainly didn't use any shady tricks. After all, the distributors of audio-visual stores certainly wouldn't pay money every day, but would settle accounts based on the album revenue over a period of time. So before the first share was received, no one would do something stupid, which would undoubtedly push Jessica, a popular singer, to other outlets.

Although they also knew that Jessica was about to become famous and it would be difficult for them to compete with those powerful international peers, just like the old saying in the East, "even if the deal fails, the friendship remains", Europeans and Americans also understand the principle of parting ways in peace. However, Ms. Drew fully suspected that the reason why Hot Wave Records was so nice was also because she had made concessions in the contract.

Jessica occasionally lamented that she was not destined to be the protagonist.

But there is also an advantage to not being the protagonist.

I have met more normal people.

When it comes to money and accounts, a new problem soon arises. Jessica needs a professional accountant to help her manage her income from records. Nisha's skills can meet the requirements, but it is often inconvenient for her to contact people, not to mention that the vampires cannot go out in broad daylight.

Simply speaking from her nature, the princess in distress is more suitable for handling those shady businesses, such as purchasing arms, collecting intelligence and related funds, etc. It is somewhat of a waste to let her participate in the completely legal and compliant business such as records.

Maybe we could ask her to find someone?

Anyway, let’s talk about all this after I come back from the Balkans.

Now, the problem is how to deal with the dinner party for Hot Wave Records.

It's indeed better to part ways amicably.

The process is a bit tiring.

Sitting in the corner of the reception room, listening to the chattering of people around her, Ms. Drew closed her eyes in boredom.