In fact, many people at Tianrui Entertainment know that Li Mubai is a second-generation rich kid.

But he is usually very low-key, so no one knows exactly how rich his family is.

Now, listening to Li Mubai's series of remarks, the entire composition department was deeply shocked.

This family owns more than just a mine!

Based on this irrational and reckless spending plan, which was implemented without even blinking, anyone would have only one thought in their mind.

—Wealthy enough to rival a nation!

"You must be under a lot of pressure all the time, right?"

After the initial shock, Chen Duoduo patted Li Mubai on the shoulder earnestly.

Li Mubai: ? ? ? ?

Chen Duoduo gave Li Mubai a knowing look and encouraged him, "Keep going, sing well, and don't let the pressure on your shoulders get you down."

"Our composition department all support you."

"After all, if you don't sing well, you'll be forced to go home and inherit billions of dollars."

Chen Duoduo looked like an old man.

"Teacher Chen understands me best. Sigh, I'm suffering. It's so hard for me."

Chen Duoduo's face darkened; she was furious.

bitter?

You call this suffering?

Do you know how many people envy this?

There are countless ways to insult someone. Do your family members even know how outstanding you are?

Believe it or not, I'll beat you so badly your parents won't recognize you today!

etc.

This guy seems to be a black belt in Taekwondo; even I, his grandmother, can't beat him.

Let's keep this in mind for now!

A woman's revenge is never too late, even after eighteen years!

"Excuse me, do you know Li Donglai?"

Ning Xiyuan asked the question seemingly casually.

"You know my dad?"

Li Mubai said subconsciously.

"I don't know him."

Ning Xiyuan's expression changed.

Not only her, but everyone in the entire composition department who heard it turned pale.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as Lin Rui, who was looking completely dazed and occasionally grabbing a couple of grapes to chew on.

Who is Li Donglai?

He is the richest man in China, renowned throughout the two states of China and has topped the wealth list for five consecutive years!

With a stomp of his foot, not only China and the two states of Xia would tremble, but the whole world would shake.

Rumor has it that Li Donglai has only one son. If the rumors are true, wouldn't that mean that Li Mubai is the only legitimate heir to the Li Group?

Speaking of which, as a super-rich second-generation heir who will inherit hundreds of billions of assets in the future, is it appropriate for you to not hone your business skills and build political and business connections in your own company, but instead debut as a singer in such a small company?

Is it possible that children from wealthy families are more likely to take unconventional paths?

The news spread quickly throughout the company, leaving everyone speechless. For a time, many people tried to curry favor with the company, but all were turned away.

Don't be fooled by his obedient demeanor in front of Lin Rui and Luo Qi; with others, he would only appear as aloof and cold.

Flattery and bootlicking?

Li Mubai has experienced countless things since childhood; these are all things that others have already done.

Zhou Rongze wasn't too surprised when he learned about this, since he had already figured out Li Mubai's true identity before signing the contract.

However, to avoid unnecessary trouble, he still asked Luo Qi to notify the Li family and arrange for several bodyguards to protect Li Mubai closely.

…

Washington State.

A striking title appeared on various college forums

— [A music producer's heartfelt words: You are not worthy of the Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition]

The post attracted a lot of attention as soon as it was published.

Countless students clicked on the post, and after just one glance, they were furious.

The book devotes a significant portion to describing a talented music producer's disdain for the Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition.

Although the post did not name names, anyone who read it would recall that not long ago, Professor Zhu Yan of the Huaxia Academy of Literature extended an invitation to Fusheng, to which the latter replied with only two words.

—No time!

Coupled with the large number of negative comments about Fusheng appearing on the forum, many students spontaneously logged onto Weibo to condemn Fusheng.

Initially, not many people paid attention to this topic.

But behind the scenes, it seems that a force is stirring things up, and gradually, more and more students are joining the ranks of those who are denouncing it.

As an annual literary event in Washington state, it is considered sacred and inviolable by writers and artists.

The situation continued to escalate, and finally, with a well-known literary figure from Washington State speaking out on Weibo to question the situation, the undercurrents that had been building up for days were completely ignited!

Lin Rui had noticed these rumors before, but most of the comments were relatively restrained, so he didn't pay much attention to them at first.

These days, aside from going to and from get off work, he has spent almost all his time at Li Mubai's house.

This villa is quite nice to live in. Apart from a few servants, the whole house is just him and Li Mubai. The latter is not a chatterbox, so it is quite quiet.

However, once he gets his salary next month, Lin Rui decides to buy an apartment so that his parents will have a place to stay when they visit the city.

"Teacher Fusheng, look! These people are going too far!"

Li Mubai plopped down on the sofa and handed his phone to Lin Rui.

Lin Rui glanced at it curiously, and soon his expression darkened.

Huazhou Ancient Literature Academy: [On the Basic Qualities of a Music Producer – Fusheng: No Time]

Washington State Chinese Academy: [The qualities public figures should possess are disappointing in this case.]

Huazhou Academy of Arts: [A message to Fusheng: Talent does not equate to arrogance]

Huazhou Ancient Literature Research Institute: [Floating Life, what gives you the right to look down on Huazhou traditional programs?]

…

A total of 73 schools simultaneously voiced their concerns on Weibo, pointing the finger at Fusheng!

That day, the entire Weibo was in an uproar!

The phrase "floating life" is a popular term on Weibo, and countless Weibo users who regularly watch gossip are in high spirits.

As the saying goes, "the more you watch the show, the more trouble you'll cause," and in no time, reposts, comments, and likes poured in.

In particular, students from various colleges and universities, while supporting their own colleges, also went to Fusheng's Weibo account to post some uncivilized comments.

Even Tianrui Entertainment's official Weibo account was attacked by students from Huazhou, with similar messages of boycott for Tianrui Entertainment flooding the screen.

Moreover, many writers from Washington State have also spoken out, though they have been subtle in their remarks, it is not hard to see that they hold great prejudices against life.

The Washington State literary scene was in an uproar.

The entertainment industry in Xiazhou was also in an uproar.

It's true that competitors are enemies. Although they don't dare to openly kick someone when they're down, they've certainly done their share of behind-the-scenes sabotage.

In an instant, both Fusheng and Tianrui Entertainment were thrust into the spotlight.

The root of all this lies in just two words Lin Rui left on Zhu Yan's Weibo.

—No time.

"Fusheng must stand up and apologize!"

"He's so arrogant. I used to admire him, but now I feel like throwing up whenever I see him!"

"Just because you have a little talent, you think you can look down on everyone?"

"Why should we look down on the Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition?"

…

Lin Rui's face was ashen.

Is this considered cyberbullying?

Fragments of memories from my past life kept flashing through my mind, so similar to the scene before me!

Lin Rui's face turned pale, and his body trembled slightly and irregularly.

"Teacher Fusheng, are you alright?"

Li Mubai was furious, but when he noticed that Lin Rui's complexion was off and that his body was experiencing slight spasms, he immediately panicked.

"I can't watch anymore!"

The one who tied the knot must untie it.

Li Mubai snatched the phone from Lin Rui's hand and said with a worried expression, "Teacher Fusheng, this is Huazhou maliciously trying to smear us. Don't pay any attention to them."