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"There is no better way."

The publicity director took the initiative to say: "Chairman, my department has already used the promotional efforts of the Qushen level, but it is still slowly being equaled by "Decent"."

"Before I said that it would take at least a week for "Decent" to be able to distance itself. Now it seems that I was too optimistic..."

How can this take a week?If there is no accident, it will be overtaken tonight.

The conference room is full of management-level figures, and everyone knows it well.

These days, Entrepreneurship uses exaggerated hype methods to step on the top of the blooming. If the champion really changes hands, wouldn't their huge company set a record of being beaten in the face by a small company?

With such a loud slap, it is estimated that the whole Luoyang will know about this scandal.

"Chairman, I think Blooming invited foreign aid this time!"

Manager Liu also said a few words: "As we all know, Lin Shiyi's field of expertise is youth, and a sad song suddenly appeared, with such high quality, it should be Blooming's preparations to attack our founding camp."

"As for the eleven songs, they just divert our attention."

The chairman glanced at him coldly, and said: "What's the point of saying this now? I didn't hold this meeting for you to discuss such trivial matters as blooming and asking for foreign aid!"

"Chairman, there is another way..." The propaganda director has a countermeasure here, but he doesn't know if the chairman will be angry if he speaks out.

"Don't beat around the bush." ​​The chairman's tone became colder.

This made the publicity manager feel like sitting on pins and needles, and he organized his words before answering: "The Fengshen plan has been postponed for one month. Except for August, there are still three seasons before the battle of the gods."

"It's a bit dangerous when we hit the rankings in November, but it's much better than the current situation."

After hearing the words of the publicity director, the chairman sneered, "Could it be that Bian Miaomiao still has three cards?"

The director of publicity got drunk and immediately shut his mouth.

It took Bian Miaomiao a year of preparation to write three songs of good quality, the most amazing of which is the most unpopular old-fashioned song in today's music scene.

For such an unpopular type, Bian Miaomiao was stunned to write its splendor.

Before November, Zhang Shishi had a high chance of becoming the queen of the song.

But there was a shit-stirring stick in the middle.

Just when the chairman was about to lose his temper, the faces of the vice president at the side changed in various ways, which attracted the attention of all the senior executives present.

Because the meeting room usually carries a notebook, the vice president saw a frightening thing on it.

"What's wrong?" The chairman was a little annoyed.

"Chairman, look." The vice president pushed the notebook in front of him.

Above is the list for the August season standings.

The person who attracts the most attention, the champion has changed hands.

Locking the championship is the song "Decent".

It's not over yet.

"Can I Never Meet Again" is actually not available in No.2.

The general champion is overtaken, and it is definitely No.2.

result……

Good guy, Bian Miaomiao's new song has been pushed to No.5.

No.2 is Yang Fan's new song, sung by Zuo Lanling, with 513 million downloads.

No.3 is a gold medal composer from Dayu.

It has to be said that Dayu's company is still very top. With the blessing of horror, this composer can single-handedly break into the top three.

No.4 is Jin Yangming.

No.5 is Bian Miaomiao.

The chairman's face immediately darkened. In the comment section of "Decent", he saw an incredible scene of unity.

"Damn Xiao Linzi, I have forgotten about my ex, why do you still write such a biting song?"

"Hurry up, everyone, hurry up and download the eleven songs that Xiao Linzi participated in."

"In order to calm our grievances and depression, Xiao Linzi personally played in the field of sadness, and we can't let him down!"

"I've made my whole family download those eleven songs."

"The whole family's download is also worthy of running out to blow it? I asked the employees in my factory to open several trumpet downloads and add a month's overtime pay!"

"They are all younger brothers. Each of the 131 employees in our company must drive ten people to download, and the salary will be increased by one thousand!"

"The big brother upstairs is amazing, are you the Taoist friend who inherited the tens of millions of father's wealth?"

Seeing such a scene of unity, the chairman had a lump in his throat, unable to express his pain.

Just now, I was going to say that we must defend the Conferred God plan, and we cannot postpone it.

Now, "Can I Not Meet Again" has been ranked No.5, and I am under a little pressure to win the championship.

After the executives of other management read these comments, the entire conference room fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone's minds flashed through the means of hype in the past two days and the deliberate promotion of the results of One Wear Eleven.

just now……

This achievement seems to have become a joke, and let Chuangying be nailed to the pillar of shame!

"Chairman, I... want to report something to you." It was necessary for the director of the composition department to divert the anger of the chairman.

Otherwise, everyone here tonight will be scolded.

Soon, the director of the composition department told the whole story about Lin Shishi's coming to the camp to apply for a job.

Matters including Li Hansheng and Chuangying Ventilation were also brought out.

At this moment, no one can withstand the anger of the chairman.

We can only move out Li Hansheng to take the blame!

"Li Hansheng?"

The chairman frowned, and things started to get complicated.

"Very good, very good, refuse a job application for a talent who can push a gold medal composer into such a predicament."

The chairman glanced at the head of the composition department with an angry face, and said softly: "The Fengshen Project is postponed for one month. In September and October, take out those two hole cards."

"But... what about November? Teacher Bian only has two cards..." The director of the composition department was sweating coldly. Who would have thought that it was just a favor for Chu Xing, but now it has become a serious problem for the establishment of the camp.

He scolded in his heart: "Li Hansheng, the dog, missed me to start the camp!"

"Please bring out Zhongshen and ask him to help Bian Miaomiao write a song to hit the charts in November." After the chairman finished speaking, he announced that the meeting room would be over.

In the chairman's perception, no matter how strong Lin Shishi is, he can only stop August, right?

No matter how talented you are, your energy is limited.

Tonight, the whole camp is living in a depressing atmosphere.

How cool they were a few days ago, how depressed they are now.

If there is anyone who can empathize with the current situation of Chuangying, it is Chuxing.

Except for the composition department, all departments of Chuxing have already left work.

The employees of the composition department were waiting for Director Lai to invite them to a five-star hotel for a big meal.

In the office, Director Lai continued to read the reviews of "Decent" with a dark face.

"Damn it, is this Lin Shishi a lunatic? How can he control any type?"

He was almost under tremendous psychological pressure to look directly at Lin Shiyi's terrifying side.

Even the spirit has problems.

It's not the fault of Director Lai.

Originally, he was sent to take over this position. Who would have thought that the former supervisor left such a big hole for himself.

A hole that can't be filled at all.

Every time he felt that he had to step on Lin Shiyi's head and let the whole blossom collapse, Lin Shiyi would always use a kind of strength to tell himself, don't dream.

This huge psychological gap made Director Lai exhausted physically and mentally, so that in the end he uttered the most cursed words in a pale tone: "You motherless Li Hansheng, son of a bitch!"

The composer outside saw that the supervisor had no intention of calling out for supper after get off work. A silver medal composer knocked on the door with everyone's expectations and asked:

"Director, are you still celebrating tonight?"