Big Machine Records Manager's Office.

On the sofa in the lounge area, Taylor sat next to Andy, opposite Scott and Mr. Swift. Before Andy came, they were worried that the big boss would like Taylor. After all, the company treated Taylor as the number one sister and was cultivating and building, and almost all the company's resources were concentrated on her.

Of course, Big Machine Records don’t have much resources. After all, it is a new company. When Taylor’s first single CD was released, he relied on Taylor and her mother to pack the packaging himself.

Fortunately, now I have a rich boss, and I am not short of money, and the company has been invested in and developed.

"Taylor, don't tan your skin tone into wheat, that's not suitable for you, it's not white enough! You must pay attention to this, Scott, ask the makeup artist to prepare some high-end whitening masks for her, her skin must be protected, and she won't tanned!"

Andy turned to look at Taylor beside him. His skin that was a little bit wheat-colored was really disliked. How could he become a fairy if he was not white?

"Okay, boss, I will pay attention!" Scott saw that the boss was not joking and hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Mr. Swift also looked at his daughter, but found that Taylor did not refute or reason, and couldn't help but be amazed.

Well, Taylor is now beautiful, sitting with his handsome idol and caring about him so much, how could he refuse Andy's kindness?

Andy's smile was charming, almost completely fascinated the little girl around her. Taylor, who was thinking about something, said, "I like your innocent temperament, keep it well. I think your fans also like this very much. He opened his mouth and expressed his shocked expression, which was very cute. Don't worry about the dignified character of the country music genre. The pure country music star positioning is not suitable for you. On this point, Scott, you must also understand that the positioning needs to be changed!"

Andy's words made Taylor, who was already happy and excited, slightly surprised. Then he opened his mouth to express his shock. After all, Taylor, who had just become famous, has always regarded himself as a country music singer. Now the big boss actually said that country music stars are not his positioning. Is this the case?

The help-seeking eyes looked at Scott and her father, but before the two of them spoke, Andy smiled and patted Taylor's soft little hand, who was a little nervous, and explained: "Don't worry! Do you really want to be a thorough country music singer? You know, as you grow older, country concerts will slowly become a bond."

Andy looked at Taylor who had already begun to think seriously, paused slightly, and then said, "What I want to say is that you are an excellent country music singer. If you want to maintain the perfect example of beauty, genius and elegance among fans, in addition to deliberately slowing down your growth rate, it will eventually bring you constraints.

So, I position you as a pop star in the country music field, not a country music star. The time is very good at this moment. Country music can accept this type now. The most important thing is that you can hardly find your direct competitor in the United States. From the very beginning, we have to blur the boundaries of this genre so that country music will eventually become your bondage."

After Andy finished speaking, the few people sitting there suddenly felt enlightened. To be honest, except for Taylor herself, all the people sitting there had considered this issue. Now that Taylor is young, he is already doing music that avoids adults and insists on her innocence, but how many years can this innocence be maintained? The positioning in the future is confusing for them. If you become a pure country music star, then the image you worked hard to create before will be severely frustrated.

"A optimistic female superstar who doesn't cross the line - such a person has never appeared in decades. Taylor, do you have confidence?" Andy's eyes were burning at Taylor Swift, whose face turned red with a bright and beautiful eyes.

"Yes! Even if I face the surging tide, I will succeed in my own way. I will not disappoint you! Thank you, boss." Taylor didn't expect Andy to have such high evaluation and hope for her, and the little girl was very excited.

Scott and Mr. Swift looked at each other and were shocked. This is to devote their efforts to building a superstar. To cultivate a superstar in a small company like this? Well, the big boss is not short of money.

"Haha, just be confident. Scott, build a team around Taylor, clothing and makeup are all done according to the scale of popular stars. Don't hype about scandals. This is the bottom line. Taylor's talent is unquestionable. You can write songs at such a young age. You are very genius. You are younger than the one I wrote the first one. You are beautiful..."

Andy looked a little embarrassed and lowered his head, and said with a smile: "Your makeup is problematic. White, don't try to burn into wheat color. Only white can be fairy. Just think of what Twilight is written, with a white marble luster! You are very beautiful, and this kind of beauty is available. In addition to scandals, you already have the potential to be a popular superstar."

To be honest, the happiest thing now is Taylor's father, who Andy Smith is. He is able to be so sure of his daughter's talent and is willing to vigorously cultivate his daughter. Of course, if he knew what Andy had, he might have raided with a gun.

Sitting in the car, the little assistant Tory Black looked at the fox named Taylor who was chirping and excited, with his slender eyes, and he looked like a little bitch. He really didn't know how to act like a coquettish person with his arm in the big devil. Humph, when the big devil showed his true face, the little bitch would be the same as you cry and shout.

West Hollywood.

Sunset Plaza, located one and a half areas from Sunset Avenue, is the most prosperous trading street in Hollywood, with fashion brand stores around the world.

In the car, Andy smiled and said to Taylor who was smiling sweetly beside him: "I will see reporters and paparazzi and take photos later. You must smile confidently. You are a star now and your temperament must be sufficient. I think you should be able to be familiar with it, right?"

"Hell, understand, no problem."

Looking at the little beauty who was eager to try, Andy looked at the delicate cherry lips of the fan color, suppressed the impulse, looked away, smiled, took out her sunglasses and put them on, opened the car door and got out of the car.

Who is the person Hollywood lacks the most?

Andy's answer is paparazzi. Only they never rest and are elusive. They can be seen everywhere in Hollywood, either squatting, chasing, stalking, or taking pictures. They do everything they can for gossip news.

The reason why I brought Taylor to West Hollywood was that in addition to buying her some high-end fashion, I also hope to use my fame to drive Taylor's popularity.

After all, every woman around Andy will be watched and hyped by media reporters. If you don’t use free resources, you are simply sorry for these paparazzi.

Prada flagship store.

Andy pointed to some short dresses and skirts he picked out, and some tops were surprised by his big mouth. Taylor said, "Go and give it a try!"

"All...all?" Taylor couldn't help but feel his throat dry when he thought of the price tag he had seen before.

"Hmm! Is there any problem?" Andy looked back at Taylor with his eyes glowing, and felt a little relieved. Before she became famous, she used the money attack to knock her out and improve her taste a lot. Then, a luxurious life is like a poison without an antidote. Once she eats it, she can only use poison to fight against poison.

A set of high-end fashions was worn on her body, changing in front of the cloak mirror. Almost every set was a short skirt, perfectly showing Taylor's slender and straight long legs, white and tall. Seeing Andy, I really wanted to reach out to touch her. Tsk, it's absolutely a long legs. No chest is enough, and there are long legs!

Glance at the little assistant who had never spoken around him, Andy said lightly: "You go and choose too..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tori got up and headed for the clothes he had seen, and wanted to see the evil wolf of the lamb, which made Andy smile bitterly.

"Does it look good?"

Taylor wore a dark blue thin sweater with a tray-woven pattern, and the breast of the bean bag could still support a little scale. He was wearing a yellow pleated tulle miniskirt on his lower body, and the skirt was six or seven centimeters above his knees, making his beautiful legs look whiter.
Chapter completed!