Gu Yun held his phone and fell into deep thought. In the past, he really did not have much free time to manage Shuimu's singer account. Usually, his manager would manage it for him. At most, he would occasionally post a song he improvised.
Without a manager to maintain it, Shuimu's account would become more and more deserted. When the time came, all his fans would be lost, and the traffic given to him by the website would also be withdrawn. As a fan, Haitang might feel uncomfortable.
Therefore, Gu Yun sent a message to persuade him,"Then I'll pay you. Can you continue to be my manager?"]
The manager immediately replied,[Okay!] You said it yourself!]
Gu Yun's hand had just entered his salary in the chat box. He was considering giving his manager 100,000 yuan a month, and his request was to maintain Shuimu's account well.
However, the manager immediately sent another message: [You have to give me 10,000 yuan a month. Otherwise, I won't agree.]
