Chapter 133 This is true rebirth



"Has the sky fallen?" I rubbed my temples and lazily retorted.

Interns tend to be a bit impatient when it comes to their work.

Mengmeng: "The sky has fallen! The video of Ye Ge beating someone is trending on Weibo!"

I put my phone away: "..."

I really want to tell her to settle her wages and leave.

I got up, grabbed my iPad, and opened Weibo.

The hashtag #MuyeAssaultsPeople# trended at number one on the hot search list, becoming incredibly popular.

In the video, Makino, a slender and tall young man dressed in all black and wearing a baseball cap, is seen grabbing a man by the collar and punching him in the face.

His movements were steady, precise, and ruthless—absolutely awesome.

I smiled.

The comment section was in an uproar. Apart from the first few comments controlled by his own fans and filled with pictures, it was all haters and passersby denouncing Muye.

Netizens are calling for a top idol singer to assault someone, as this sets a bad example for teenagers and has a terrible impact. He must be boycotted and banned.

Indeed, it is a very bad thing for idols to fight in the entertainment industry, and they may even face criminal charges.

Makino is currently on vacation with his family, and he hasn't told me about this yet, so it seems to have happened recently.

I got up, poured myself a glass of warm water, added a slice of honey and lemon, drew back the curtains, stood by the French windows, put on my Bluetooth headphones, and called Muye.

"Sister Qiao."

"Did you suffer a loss?" I asked in a protective tone.

Makino hesitated for a few seconds before speaking, "No."

"It's good that everyone is alright. What exactly happened?" I asked calmly, taking a sip of slightly sweet and sour warm water.

Makino told me the whole story.

He was cycling alone to collect folk songs when a man suddenly appeared and tried to scam him, even assaulting him first. In self-defense, he fought back.

The video circulating online is cut off from the beginning and end, and taken out of context.

It's obvious that a rival is deliberately targeting Makino.

As an agent, you can't do without connections in the industry. I called Brother Zhuo, a well-known paparazzi in the industry, and asked him which agency was working on Muye.

The reply was: Huayi.

Their top idol, Ji Che, is one of the four top idols on par with Mu Ye, and his manager is Qin Lulu.

This Ji Che is all show and no substance. Besides his good looks, he has terrible professional skills and a chaotic private life. He was made famous by Qin Lulu, a rich heiress.

I can say with certainty that Qin Lulu was behind this.

She only resorted to such a dirty trick because she really couldn't dig up any dirt on Makino.

"Brother Hua, here's some data for you. Please check your inbox."

"I called the head of an internet operations company."

Soon after, the chat logs of top idol Ji Che arranging sex and prostitution with escorts shocked the entire internet, and the heat quickly overshadowed the heat of Mu Ye's assault.

In this industry, how can you survive without having a few trump cards up your sleeve?

I have a lot of dirt on rival celebrities, but I will never release it.

I will not offend others unless they offend me.

Huayi quickly issued a public relations statement to refute the rumors, saying that the WeChat screenshot was fabricated and that the police had been notified. The trending topic of Muye assaulting someone was pushed back to the top of the trending topics again.

At this time, it was Monday, and the PR representatives of all the brands that Muye endorses were calling me. After answering and reassuring them one by one, I called Qin Lulu's brother, Qin Yan.

"For this kind of thing, you should contact Huayi's public relations department or my sister. My time is very precious." Qin Yan's attitude was slightly arrogant and impatient.

When I asked him for Makino back then, his flattering attitude was as if it were from another world.

I smiled and said, "President Qin, if you contact your company's public relations department, it will still be handled by you. As for contacting your sister, that idiot, I'm afraid she'll cause you a lot of trouble."

"Watch the video I posted now, you have five minutes."

It's indeed difficult to distinguish between real and fake WeChat screenshots, especially for die-hard fans who won't admit their mistake until they see the truth.

What I sent Qin Yan was an indecent video of Ji Che arranging sex and soliciting prostitutes; the previous WeChat screenshots were just me asking them for sex.

Less than a minute later, Qin Yan called.

"Let's meet for a meal and talk," Qin Yan said, his tone softening this time.

I snorted coldly and didn't say anything.

"Manager Sheng, would you do me the honor?" he asked, adopting a humble attitude.

"Starbucks on Financial Street, see you in half an hour." I hung up as soon as I finished speaking.

...

I slowly finished my coffee tiramisu cake and wiped my mouth with a tissue.

Across from me, Qin Yan, dressed in a suit and tie, was sizing me up.

"Let's get down to business, Mr. Qin," I said, pulling him back to reality.

"Qiaoqiao, I apologize to you on behalf of that idiot Lulu. I will ask her to release the full video to clear Muye's name and restore his innocence."

"What do you think?" Qin Yan asked, taking a sip of coffee.

I crossed my arms, raised an eyebrow, and glanced at him.

That's it?

They slandered Muye, but I cleared their name by releasing a full video from their own account, and that's it?

He still thinks of me as that naive and brainless young lady who's so easy to fool.

"Then...you go ahead." Qin Yan hesitated for a moment, his eyes gleaming.

"First, release the full video to clarify things for Mu Ye; second, make Qin Lulu publicly apologize to Mu Ye and admit that she set up the scheme; third, give Mu Ye the endorsement deal for the latest Kmi brand mobile phone." I said bluntly.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yan almost choked.

He swallowed his coffee, his face darkening. "No way. Let's just lose each other. Mu Ye's commercial value is far higher than Ji Che's. If an artist with such poor morals is washed up, so be it. Huayi doesn't need another one like him."

Qin Yan is trying to turn the tables on me.

I scoffed, "Really? How about I show you videos of your big star, famous director, and respected veteran artist?"

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