When Qiao Lin used her Weibo and Li Xin'er's fans to tear up the smoke of gunpowder, Shiyi Culture's phones rang one after another, all of which were calls from reporters and media to inquire about the reason for the beating.

After the public relations team finally prevaricated, they looked at Qiao Lin, who was still posting Weibo and tearing each other apart, and sighed.

"Agent Joe, what the hell should I do now?"

Which artist can beat people so justifiably?

Especially on the eve of the release of the movie directed and starred in, isn't this self-destructive future?

"Directly reply to them, that person should be beaten." Qiao Lin said.

"If this continues, Mu Weiwei will be pointed out by thousands of people and spurned by thousands of people." Someone reminded solemnly.

After an agent gets into trouble with his own artist, he doesn't know how to make public relations in time to minimize the impact.

He still deliberately made a big deal out of it, is this the agent's job?

"I didn't want to say it, so I unplugged the phone line and stopped answering media calls for the time being." Qiao Lin said directly.

"Joe's Agent ......"

The crowd looked at the hopeless agent and didn't know what to say.

The artist is crazy, and the agent is also crazy?

A group of people didn't know what to do, and Fu Shiyi came back after the announcement.

On the way, I already knew about the beating, and when I entered the door, I asked when I saw Qiao Lin there.

"You really beat people?"

Qiao Lin: "It's really hitting. ”

Fu Shiyi listened and asked.

"That Mu Weiwei didn't suffer?"

His agent listened, hard to believe his ears.

Now that Li Xin'er has been beaten to the hospital, is he still concerned about whether Mu Weiwei has suffered a loss?

Jolin: "How is it possible, we are completely unilaterally beaten. ”

Fu Shiyi took a sip of the water handed by the assistant, and counted Qiao Lin.

"Beating people is such a thing, and she is still using her to do it, why did you go as an agent?"

“……”

The public relations team burst into tears, and when it was over, Sanshao also went crazy.

The artists of their company beat people and sent them to the hospital.

For Mao, they are all so justified, and they are all so justified, and they are justified when I beat people.

Immediately afterwards, Song Yu learned the news and called to inquire about the situation.

Qiao Lin answered the phone and said with a grin.

"It's okay, it's okay, normal publicity and public relations will not affect the release of the movie."

"Yes, yes, you can just go to the film festival with peace of mind."

……

Just hung up Song Yu's phone, Qiu Ling also called to ask.

Qiao Lin had to explain again, so that they should not worry, it was just a normal publicity PR and would not affect the release of the movie.

The staff of the public relations team are already anxious to cry, what is this normal publicity and public relations?

Now there is already a boycott of Mu Weiwei on the Internet, and the half-dreaming and half-awake activities have been set off.

If they don't do something, it's really too late, and there's no way to do PR anymore.

But their boss, as well as Mu Weiwei's agent, are all holding their mobile phones and tearing each other on Weibo at this time, as if they are afraid that things will not be big enough.

Fu Shiyi's agent didn't pay attention, and found that Fu Shiyi posted on Weibo.

[If you hit you, you will beat you, do you still have to pick a day?] ]

[Send it to the door to find a pump, who will beat who if you don't hit you?] ]

……

"Hey, my ancestor, don't you mix it up?"

Fu Shiyi's agent reacted and hurriedly went over to grab his mobile phone.

Today, they are one by one, is this a collective taking the wrong medicine?