Qin Feng couldn't bear it, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. After connecting, he immediately yelled at the person on the other end, "Are you all rubbish? I spent so much money, and you gave me this result?"
The professional sunspot on the other side said helplessly: "Brother, do you think we want to? We have tried very hard to bring the rhythm to the black material, but it doesn't work!"
"It doesn't work? Then what are you doing sunspots? Go back to the countryside and farm!"
"Brother, we really can't help it. Now Su Shengjing has a lot of fans, and we can't control it. Many accounts have been banned. If it was the previous Su Shengjing, he would be blacked out in minutes, now, it's really not good."
"So you are rubbish!" Qin Feng was furious, "I will give you another million, and continue to dig black materials with rhythm, and can't let him turn over!"
"Forget it, brother, we have only so many people, how can we compare with his fans? By the way, his daughter has more fans. In a short time, Su Shengjing has millions of fans on Weibo, all of whom love his daughter. Yes. You said, how do we fight such a huge fan base?"
"We really can't do it here. If this goes on, the sign will be smashed. We still want to do business, so, brother, you can find another studio."
After speaking, the person at the other end hung up.
"Hello? Hello!" Qin Feng quickly called again and found that the other party had blocked him.
Qin Feng:...
The water army studio he contacted was the largest and most professional, and even they couldn't deal with Su Shengjing, and couldn't guide public opinion, let alone other studios.
So, was there really no way to take Su Shengjing? Can only watch him climb up step by step?
But in the end, he only relied on his daughter. That little girl was really extraordinary. She was really cute and clever, she was so likeable...
Qin Feng clenched his fists, a dangerous light flashed under his eyes.
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Su Jiu and Su Shengjing stayed in a comfortable hotel room for one night. After finishing the tasks of the third day, the second episode of "Dad" was finished. Su Jiu followed Su Shengjing on the plane back.
This time, Yang Fangping gave the father and daughter a salary of 500,000 yuan, which was more than three times higher than the 150,000 in the first installment.
With this money, the current life was definitely not a problem, and he can also send the little dumpling to the best kindergarten.
Su Shengjing leaned on the airplane seat, closed his eyes and began to think about which kindergarten would be better to send the little dumpling.
The international bilingual kindergarten was the best in the city, but there were a lot of rich second-generation students there. Many children were spoiled by the family. If she was sent over, will someone bully her?
However, if she did not go to the kindergarten, he was worried that she will not be able to enjoy the best resources.
Su Shengjing rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, and suddenly felt that being a father was really not a simple matter, and there were many things to worry about. Especially since he was raising a girl, there were more things to worry about.
If he were a boy, he would be too lazy to care about so much, so he can just keep it rough and simple.
As he was thinking, the little girl sitting beside him hugged his arm and asked softly: "Dad, what are you thinking?"
Su Shengjing opened his eyes and looked at her dotingly, "I wonder how to spend so much money. What does the baby want to buy? Dad will buy it for you."
The little girl said sweetly: "Little wine doesn't want anything, as long as Dad is happy~"
Su Shengjing smiled and rubbed the two small braids on her head, and suddenly there was a low voice beside her, "This is your daughter? She's so cute!"
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I Become A Burdensome Child After Transmigrating
Romance[BOOK 1] Su Jiu died on the day of her eighteenth birthday, and she turned into a four-year-old cute baby in a sadomasochistic novel. The Su Jiu in the novel would become the vicious second female lead in the book, where she will do all sorts of bad...