Tianxin Films.

After Su Tiantian sent the message, she threw her phone aside and said disdainfully, Isn't he just a fan? Is it so serious?

The manager hurriedly said, This fan is different. She has been following you since you first entered the entertainment industry. Over the years, the management of the fan circle has always been dominated by her.

Su Tiantian was dizzy and dizzy from Ning Meng's anger today. At the moment, she was upset and said irritably, If it doesn't work, change the management. She only has 700,000 fans. I'm short of 700,000?

The agent sighed: Ke Ke is very dignified among fans, and she is a leader in the entire fan circle. If she leaves the fan, everyone will definitely question whether you did something wrong.

Seeing that Su Tiantian still didn't pay much attention, he changed the subject: And she is very rich! Your fans never crowdfund your activities because they are all paid by Kekou!

As soon as these words came out, Su Tiantian's expression became serious.

The agent continued: I'm going to participate in The King of Singing soon, if she can fund and organize fans...

Su Tiantian picked up the phone, Is she male or female?

The agent breathed a sigh of relief: I don't know, but if he is so rich, he must be a rich second generation.

Su Tiantian nodded, and sent another message: [Coco, are you there? 】

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Two consecutive messages were sent, but Ning Meng was still staring at her phone.

The powder must be taken off, but when to take it off is a big problem.

In the original plot, after the original body was killed, this number probably became an empty number and disappeared, which did not have any impact on Su Tiantian.

But now, she wants to use this account to fight back and avenge Yuan Shen.

With a smile on her lips, Ning Meng replied: 【Yes. 】

She wants to be a cold fan.

Su Tiantian: [In two days, I'm going to record The King of Songs. I have a few tickets for you. Come to the scene? 】

Ning Meng rubbed her chin: [All right. 】

Su Tiantian sent her a few QR codes for the tickets, which was self-evident.

It is to let her continue to organize fan support at her own expense.

Ah.

Ning Meng picked up the phone: [Then you pay me first for making support cards and other expenses. 】

Su Tiantian seemed to be dazed. She didn't expect that people who had paid out tens of millions of dollars would even argue with her about the fee at this moment.

She replied: [? 】

At this time, Su Tiantian's studio Weibo should be managed by her manager, and she also took the initiative to contact her: [Ke Ke, this small amount of money, you pay first, can I reimburse you later? 】

Ning Meng didn't care about it, and said with a generous attitude: [Okay, I will sort out all the lists from the past few years, and you will report them to me when the time comes. 】

Ning Meng, who firmly refused to admit that she was a miser, felt sorry for the tens of millions! She doesn't even want to give Su Tiantian a dime, okay?

Su Tiantian's studio: [Didn't you pay for those voluntarily? 】

Ning Meng sneered, and said: [You think I'm an ATM? 】

Su Tiantian's studio: [Ke Ke, is there a misunderstanding between us? Or is there something wrong with Tiantian? Can we have a good talk? 】

Ning Meng: [I can talk nicely with you, but not nicely. 】

Su Tiantian's studio: […]

Ning Meng: [I used to think that she was a flower by the cliff, but I didn't expect to find out later...]

Su Tiantian's studio: [What? 】

Ning Meng: 【She's just a dreg in the sea of ​​people. 】

Su Tiantian's studio: […]

Ning Meng: [Pay back the money, or I'll be a fan! 】

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