Chapter 6142 It Would Be Nice if I Met S

"Yes, yes." The slightly plump manager nodded repeatedly, seemingly agreeing with his conclusion, but in fact, there was a flash of contempt on his face.

It was because of Jiang Li in China that Lan Jin had not been able to open up the domestic market. Compared with Lan Jin, who was irritable, bad-tempered, difficult to serve, and liked to make trouble, the second-generation ancestor who played music was very easy to serve, and he had a good family background, good looks, and was really talented.

Even if he had not been in a star-making factory like country H, his overseas popularity would still be high. The only difference was that Lan Jin's overseas fans were guided by professional fans to do data, which looked better on the surface.

And that Jiang Shao only focused on playing music, didn't care much about the fan circle, and didn't deliberately cultivate overseas fans. There was no systematic voting, so it seemed that his overseas popularity was not as high as Lan Jin's.

As for those overseas awards.

Country Z and the overseas music circle have always been at odds and looked down on each other. Jiang Li is one of the best. He rarely deals with overseas and he is even more disdainful of striving for overseas awards. His album sold the first place in the world, but he never applied for an award.

If Lan Jin could suppress Jiang Li, he would not have spent so much effort to find all kinds of connections to get the endorsement of SEVEN, relying on the title of the first person to endorse high-end luxury goods, and taking the upper hand in marketing, just like the overseas game...

"In short, we should be careful when the time comes. When we see someone who looks like S, try to leave a good impression on the other party. Don't be so angry, understand?"

Lan Jin didn't want to bow his head in his heart, but his body was still very honest: "I understand."

But he said another sentence immediately.

"I don't know if that S is a man or a woman. It would be much easier if it is a woman. With my face, I don't believe there is a woman I can't get."

The slightly fat agent hesitated and finally chose to shut up. There is no one you can't get, so why was he just said to be ordinary and confident.

He knew that if he said it out loud, this difficult-to-serve big star would give him a hard time again, so he simply drank tea to relax, and waited until he arrived in Los Angeles to go out and make connections.

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Qiao Nian didn’t know that they would discuss her later. When she got on the plane, she found that they were enemies. The two were behind her on the right, with only an aisle between them.

She put her bag aside, asked the stewardess to take the eye mask and earplugs, told her not to call her in the middle of the flight, and raised the partition to prepare for sleep.

Until everyone came up.

Lan Jin, who was behind her on the right, found that she was the only one in the row where the girls in the first-class cabin sat. There was no one in other seats, as if an independent space was left for her.

And there were people on both sides of him.

He asked the stewardess to change his seat, but was rejected by the stewardess, who only said that those seats were locked. According to the airline regulations, seats cannot be locked under normal circumstances, especially in the first-class cabin. This was the first time he heard of such an operation.

His first reaction was that the stewardess was deliberately prevaricating with him. He called the chief steward and received the same rejection.

Because it was not easy to get angry on the plane, Lan Jin held back his anger and sat on the plane for thirteen hours. As soon as the plane landed, he was the first to get off the plane and walked through the special channel first.

During this time, he also made a complaint call, complaining about the bad attitude of the flight attendants.

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Qiao Nian woke up at this time, and the flight attendant called softly: "Madam, we are here."

Qiao Nian woke up slowly to the gentle call of the flight attendant, as if she was pulled back to the present world from a distant dream.