Ding Peng thought of this, the audience would far exceed the original number of people in each concert.

But when he arrived at Shenzhen City, the most cutting-edge city in reform and opening up, he was still scared by the specific number of people.

"Eighteen thousand?!How come it's so much?" Ding Peng asked incrediblely.

Ding Ding smiled and said, "Dad, you haven't been concerned about the things here for a while. You must not know some things. At the beginning, it was sold at the price of 100,000 votes. However, after three protests from fans, the number of additional votes was added. There were 80,000 votes in total. You didn't know. At that time, Mr. Zhao and others couldn't believe it."

"Will someone deliberately hoard tickets and lose tickets?"

After listening to Ding Ding's words, Ding Peng frowned, because 180,000 tickets were indeed a bit exaggerated. There has never been a singer's concert in China that can sell so many tickets.

There are not even many singers who can sell 90,000 copies.

If these tickets are not really in the hands of fans, then there is only one possibility that ticket sellers are stocking up on tickets and repaying tickets.

This situation will not cause any loss to the company. After all, the tickets you stock up are bought at a normal price.

But it has some impact on singers. Some people with ulterior motives will catch this topic and throw dirty water on you.

Especially for Ding Ding's concerts, the reason why so many people come to each show is that the ticket price is really not high.

But if these ticket sellers are asked to make the price increase, there will definitely be people saying that the singers are untrustworthy, and there may even say that these ticket sellers are all singers or music companies' own people, so this matter is completely unspeakable.

Ding Peng didn't want Ding Ding to be entangled by such a small thing, so he called Zhao Xiaoming.

"Xiao Ming, I have something to ask." Ding Peng went straight to the point.

Zhao Xiaoming was a little flattered to see Ding Peng so polite.

"Uncle Ding, you are too polite. Just say anything you have."

"Does ticket sellers have special software to grab tickets?"

"This is certain, otherwise their speed wouldn't have been so fast."

"Oh, are there anyone in your industry who specializes in this kind of software?"

"Yes, but generally people with relatively low-level skills are used to build such low-level software, and experts like me are too lazy to do it."

"Don't brag, can you help me find out if there is any ticket seller who hoards tickets for Ding Ding's concert in Shenzhen?"

Zhao Xiaoming laughed and said, "Uncle Ding, there is no need to check this at all. There must be. You must know that Sister Ding is a popular superstar in China now. The ticket sellers who have tickets for her concert tickets have definitely been eyeing her for a long time. But if you want to see who is doing it, I can ask you for information."

"Okay, as soon as possible."

"It's only about ten minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Ding Peng sat on the balcony of the hotel and looked at the deep city in the night.

The lights are brilliant and brilliant.

Ding Ding asked weakly next to him: "Dad, this kind of thing should not have any serious consequences, right?"

Ding Peng smiled and said, "Girl, the behavior of stocking up tickets and squandering tickets is actually the company can turn a blind eye. After all, the money has been obtained, and the other things are other people's affairs. The tickets are in their hands, and it doesn't matter how much they sell them, but this is an illegal thing, do you know? Dad hopes that you can go international smoothly and try not to touch these messy things, so as not to be used by those who are interested."

As a person who came from another world, Ding Peng knew clearly about vote counting.

Once, a singer of the king once held a concert after a few years of silence, and the ticket prices were directly hyped up to tens of thousands, and even the tickets in the front row reached more than 100,000.

This directly aroused the disgust of many people, and negative comments also surged out like a rush.

In addition, the King of Heaven singer made mistakes at the concert, which made many people even more useless.

Ding Peng doesn't want this situation to appear on Ding Ding.

Therefore, the behavior of invoicing tickets must be cracked down.

Fifteen minutes later, Zhao Xiaoming's phone call came over.

"Uncle Ding, I am Jinghai now, far away. Let's do this. I'll give you a phone number and you can contact him, and he should be able to help you."

"Okay, give me the number."

"135, the other party's surname is Wu."

After receiving the phone number, Ding Peng contacted the other party directly.

Urban village in Longhua District.

Wu Hao was taking a group of younger brothers to work, but suddenly his cell phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was a strange account. He thought he was coming to order.

After connecting, he said, "Hey, who?"

Ding Peng said: "Hello, is it Mr. Wu?"

"I am Wu Hao, who are you?"

"I am Ding Peng."

"I, Ding Dingpeng?"

When Wu Hao heard that the other party was Ding Peng, he shivered and his words were a little unscrupulous.

What are you doing when you think you are?

We did make you missed a wave of bad reviews, but we have apologized, and we learned from the rumor that you won’t pursue us anymore. Why did you call us?

Is the matter not over yet?

"Brother Hao, is there another big order? Who is it?" a little brother asked with a smile.

Wu Hao covered his cell phone and whispered: "Get out of here, Mr. Ding Peng Ding."

"Ah? Why did he call him? Are you looking for us?"

"I don't know, but Mr. Ding's tone doesn't look angry."

"You're going to explore the way."

"Um."

Putting the phone in his ear again, Wu Hao said guiltily: "Then what, Mr. Ding, hello, you see, the matter is over, we apologize, we are also doing a job of using people's money to eliminate disasters. Can you not remember the villain's life and not be skeptical about us?"

Ding Peng: ""

Damn, what the hell?

Why are you doing this? I just called to ask if you can help track the phone number of ticket sellers. Why do you apologize to me?

"Uh, Mr. Wu, what's wrong with you? Why do you apologize to me?"

"Ah Mr. Harding, we are really wrong. Can you stop doing this? We are very guilty now."

""

Guilt?

Why do you feel guilty?

What's going on with this special cat?

Ding Peng was confused.

"Haha, Mr. Wu, are there any misunderstandings between us? But it is the first time I, Ding Peng, contacted you. I don't think there is any holiday between me and you. Can you make it clear?"

"Ah? Mr. Ding, are you scaring me?"

"What am I scaring you?"

""

Wu Hao was so entangled and confused. He didn't know whether Ding Peng knew that the person who criticized him was his own group, but if Ding Peng didn't say it, they would never be able to call him, but apologize was inevitable.

"Mr. Ding, we were wrong, we were really wrong."

"Ahem, what are you wrong? Mr. Wu, you confused me."

"Mr. Ding, we are also confused. Can't we apologize to you? We are all smart people, please stop talking about confusing?"

"No, Mr. Wu, I didn't say anything confused. You were confused. I called you the first time. What's going on when you apologize?"

Wu Hao was almost collapsed, thinking to himself, brother, shouldn't you play like this? I'm so panicked in my heart now.

But before he could speak, Ding Peng continued, "Mr. Wu, are you free now? I heard that you are in Shenzhen City, and I happen to be in Shenzhen City. Let's meet and have a good talk."

Wu Hao: ""

After hearing what Ding Peng said, Wu Hao's legs became weak and he almost sat on the ground.

Damn, this time it was completely a big deal, Mr. Ding went to Shenzhen City to find trouble for himself.

Damn, who betrayed himself?

Wu Hao is a good match.

The younger brother next to him saw Wu Hao's nervous look and said, "Brother Hao, what's going on?"

Wu Hao whispered: "Mr. Ding is here in Shenzhen and asks me to go out and talk."

"Damn, we've all been chasing to the deep city? Then aren't we finished?"

"Brother Hao, I think we did something wrong. Spend money to avoid disaster. We made two million and apologized to Mr. Ding for one million."

Wu Hao nodded in pain and said, "This is OK. In short, just let Mr. Ding quench the fire. After all, it is not a wise move to oppose Mr. Ding. But one million is too much. Let's see if 500,000 can be done. If it doesn't work, then add it."
To be continued...