Chapter 847: All the tricks are used, Sister Yue takes action (Part 2)
As soon as Zheng Qiushi left the club, he immediately called Zheng Qiushuang.
"...Sister, don't worry, everything will be resolved soon."
I don't know what was said on the other end, but the man's brows relaxed. "...It's too awkward for us to thank each other between siblings. Fanfan is also my nephew. Can I just watch him ruin himself?"
After the call ended, before Zheng Qiu Shuang could put down the phone, Xia Qingfan suddenly came forward.
"Mom, what did my uncle say?"
The woman glared at him. She was in her forties, with fine lines around her eyes, but her voice was still sweet and soft: "I just knew I was going to bother your uncle! Don't do that again next time."
When Xia Qingfan heard this, he knew that the matter was settled.
He immediately took out his mobile phone, logged into Weibo, ignored the abusive private messages, clicked on the trending search, and his eyes suddenly showed joy.
Those unfavorable entries and topics were removed or blocked. Even if one or two were still on the list, they were no longer as popular as before and were ranked very far behind.
The top ten hot searches show only peaceful days, and the bloody storms of the day have been wiped away.
"Uncle is still awesome!"
The woman sighed: "You, please don't get into trouble. How many messes has your uncle helped clean up over the years?"
It is clearly a warning, but if you look closely you will find hidden pampering and indulgence in it.
As expected, Xia Qingfan didn't listen at all and replied casually: "I know..."
Then he picked up his coat and left.
"Eh? Where are you going so late?"
"Let's go back to the training camp. Everything has been resolved and the show will definitely continue. If I don't go back, will I give up the C position to someone else?"
The woman complained, "We have enough food, clothing, and money at home. Why did you go through all that suffering? Being a celebrity is not only tiring, but you also have no privacy. What will you do if you encounter a situation like today again? Fanfan, I just hope you're safe and healthy. I don't ask for anything special from you..."
"Alright!" Xia Qingfan interrupted unhappily, "There's no point giving up on something you've already started. I won't give up unless I make my debut successfully."
After saying that, he put on his other shoe, closed the door and left.
Soon the sound of a car engine starting was heard in the yard.
The woman sighed helplessly, but in her heart she had already started thinking about asking her brother to give the C position to her son...
It shouldn’t be difficult, right?
He is the director!
…
But Xia Qingfan drove all the way back to the villa where he lived for training.
He kicked open the dormitory door, startling the other roommates, who stared at him in surprise.
Xia Qingfan, however, didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior just now. He glanced around and asked, "Where's Jiang Chenxing?"
No one answered.
His sharp gaze fell on Mo Yunan: "You, speak, don't make me repeat it a second time."
Mo Yunan, who was called, stammered: "He... he's not here... he was picked up by his family..."
"Heh, if I remember correctly, students are not allowed to leave without permission during training, right? Once discovered, they will be disqualified from the competition."
This is shameless.
He had just returned.
Seeing that no one was talking, Xia Qingfan sneered, "Don't think that Jiang Chenxing can act like a fool just because he has a backer. I'm not in any trouble now, am I? If you were smart and sensible, you would know which side you're on."
After saying this, he chuckled again: "If you stand on the wrong side, your life will be miserable."
Everyone looked at each other, each with their own thoughts.
Only Mo Yunan looked at no one, with his brows lowered, and no one knew what he was thinking.
…
Han family.
The old man was so angry that he ate half a bowl less than usual.
The three Han Shen brothers also remained silent.
For a moment, the atmosphere at the table became tense.
Jiang Xiaodi, who had just been taken home, was more open-minded. He smiled and poured soup for Han Qishan, and then put some vegetables into the bowls of his three uncles.
"This soup is delicious. Grandma Liu said it's made with mandarin fish, the kind that's known as 'peach blossoms flowing in the water, fat mandarin fish'..."
"And these spareribs, they're sour and sweet, my sister and I both like them. Although they taste different from what Dad makes, they're both delicious!"
The four Vajras then relaxed their expressions a little.
The old man lowered his head to drink the soup, then nodded: "Yeah, it's really delicious!"
Han Shen: "If you like ribs, then eat more."
Han Ke: "I'll ask Sister Liu to make it for you tomorrow."
Han Heng put down his chopsticks and said in a low voice, "I'm full, you guys eat."
After saying that, he stood up and left.
Zheng Qiushi's toughness and Blueberry TV's resistance dealt him a heavy blow.
During this period, Han Heng and his agent Bingge tried to seize control of public opinion from each other, but they failed.
Weibo directly stood on Zheng Qiushi's side. Even if they spent a lot of money on marketing and got on the hot search, the other party could easily deal with everything by cutting off the source of funds, deleting posts, banning comments, and blocking accounts.
"Fuck—I'm so angry!"
Yes, Zheng Qiushi's style of play is not much different from sewing up the opponent's mouth in a debate.
If I don't let you talk, I'll make you die of anxiety!
"That's too bad."
"Is there no other way?"
"Zheng Qiushi has been operating within the industry and among the upper echelons for many years. His network of connections is vast and complex, yet he himself is a low-key individual."
"The old man has connections with those above him, right? Why not give him a call and try?"
Han Qishan immediately prepared to take out his cell phone.
Han Shen shook his head to stop him: "The purview of those people you know doesn't cover the entertainment industry."
There's no use fighting.
No one cares about this.
Han Ke: "After all, the seat is there, it's not like you can't say a word, right?"
Han Shen: "Do you think you can swat flies with a kitchen knife? You'd better use a mosquito swatter."
"The problem is, I can't find a mosquito repellent swatter right now! How about asking Xie Dingyuan? He has a wide network of contacts, maybe he can..."
Han Shen's mouth twitched. "Given Xie Dingyuan's personality, do you think he would make friends with people in the entertainment industry?"
Forehead!
"So what should we do now? Are we just going to sit there and watch Blueberry TV completely wipe the slate clean and silence everyone?"
Han Shen gritted his teeth and said, "If only Netcom and Guangpu had said something, Blueberry TV wouldn't dare to act so arrogantly."
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Heng suddenly raised his eyes and asked, "Boss, what did you just say?"
"As long as the Internet and naked buttocks..."
"Stop! Naked butt is the perfect fly swatter. I think someone can swing it down and kill those flies."
"who?"
Han Heng curled his lips, took out his phone and called: "Yueyue, our Chen Xing has been bullied, do you want to take care of this matter?"
…
Jiang Fuyue received blood samples from recovered patients shipped back from Continent F a week ago and is currently studying and analyzing them day and night in the Mingda laboratory.
Every day, I go to the cafeteria and the laboratory, and I never go back to the dormitory.
When Han Heng called, she had just finished her meal and was about to walk around the laboratory table a few times to digest the food.
If it was a few minutes later, Jiang Fuyue might not have been able to answer the call.
When she enters the closed area, she never brings her cell phone and always leaves it on the laboratory table outside.
The word "uncle" lingered on the tip of his tongue, but before he could say it out loud, he heard someone on the other end say that Jiang Chenxing was being bullied?
What's going on?
Who bullied you?
How were you bullied?
Five minutes later, Jiang Fuyue, who had already understood the whole story, said in a deep voice, "Okay, I understand."
…
That night, eight o'clock.
The moon hangs on the branches, and the cool breeze brings refreshment.
Naked General Ju in a conference room.
After successively canceling two low-quality online dramas and banning an unqualified and no-name TV channel, Tang Youtian finally waved his hand and called for the meeting to be adjourned.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had been pardoned.
"Director Tang is so scary." The intern couldn't help but tremble with his hands while holding the computer.
"Just get used to it. Do you call me 'Dad Tang' for nothing?"
"Now you know what it means to be resolute and decisive, don't you? Young man, learn from this."
The intern almost cried: I don’t know how and I’m not worthy!
Tang Youtian pressed his temple tiredly. Just as he packed up and prepared to leave, his cell phone suddenly rang. There was an unfamiliar number on the screen, but no name.
He frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to answer the call, but his tone was cold enough to freeze anyone—
"Hello?"
It's not that he is unkind, but there are too many evildoers who want to take the back door.
The voice on the other end was also calm and indifferent, no less so than his own: "It's me, Jiang Fuyue."
Tang Youtian was stunned for a moment, then a smile spread across his face, and his voice became gentle: "It's you... Everything is ready for the interview, and I was just about to contact you, and you..."
"Sorry," Jiang Fuyue interrupted him directly, "I'm afraid I can't accept your interview."
Tang Youtian was shocked.
(End of this chapter)
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