Then, a group of singers walked up to Zhang Liangying with envy.
"Congratulations to Cassiopeia! You can release another song, and it's for the government."
No one had any other thoughts about Chen Feng's choice of Zhang Liangying, because Zhang Liangying's singing skills and strength are indeed very strong.
Zhang Xiaopang, on the other hand, slyly pulled out his phone, which contained photos he had taken of the city's public security bureau chief, the provincial public security department deputy director, and Chen Feng meeting.
He contacted the public relations and information department and the traffic operation department, gave them instructions, and demanded that they be quickest possible to let the whole internet know that the government was asking Chen Feng to write a song. The purpose was twofold: first, to completely clear Chen Feng's name, and second, to increase the traffic and fame of Fengyu Entertainment.
The news spread quickly and efficiently, quickly achieving a small goal, and the news that Chen Feng had been invited by the government to sing began to spread across the entire internet.
Countless news agencies and self-media outlets jumped in, scrambling to grab a piece of the pie like dogs seeing excrement. The buzz exploded at an incredible speed, and by the afternoon, it had even surpassed the crackdown on organized crime in Panda Province.
Breaking news! Just received news from Fengyu: Chen Feng was apologized to by government officials the day after his release.
My God, Chen Feng's backing is truly formidable; even the government has come to apologize.
Too arrogant, the rumors are lawless, even the government is powerless to stop it.
These headlines are clearly written by unscrupulous media outlets to grab attention. A search of the same newspaper revealed that they had also written several other news articles about Chen Feng inviting others to sing.
These outrageous headlines left not only Zhang Xiaopang bewildered, but also government agencies.
As a result, the relevant authorities took action and cracked down on these criminals with swift and decisive action.
According to reliable sources, the theme song for the documentary on the crackdown on organized crime in our province will be composed by Chen Feng, the top singer in the music industry.
"This is amazing! The theme song for the documentary about the crackdown on organized crime in Panda Province was even sung by Fengshen!"
"Solid evidence and official announcements confirm that Fengshen will provide the government with a list of song candidates before 8 PM."
Online, netizens are constantly engaged in discussions.
Bai Youshou: "Wow, is Fengshen releasing another song? I can't wait!~~~"
A Pot of Old Wine: "This can be described as a win-win situation. Panda Province made a very good move, which can not only boost the government's reputation, but also raise national attention. Meanwhile, Fengyu took advantage of this wave of unbeatable popularity and the support of government topics to reach a new level."
Xiong Da and Xiong Er: "I'm really looking forward to it. This time, Fengshen is writing a novel about fighting organized crime. I believe it will be incredibly exciting."
Yiwei Dujiang: "Upstairs, I don't agree with your statement. I don't think the kind of explosive music is suitable. The fight against organized crime is a thunderous strike, and pairing it with an exciting song is indeed good, but it's not long-lasting. A combination of force and gentleness is the best approach."
Lightning Five-Strike Whip: "Upstairs, they're practicing Tai Chi, alternating between hard and soft. Actually, no matter what type it is, as long as it's produced by Fengshen, it's a masterpiece."
At this moment, the most upset people are the members of the Anti-Wind Alliance group. However, they have been banned by Huayu and are not allowed to speak recklessly in the future. Their purpose is to avoid being reminded by netizens of the bet they made a week ago.
Nowadays, Hua Guozhong and his board members dare not trust Yang Zhihe and Chen Feng, who are both singers in the music industry. They also dare not be certain that Chen Feng cannot use newcomers to boost his current position at the top of the charts. If he accidentally succeeds, they will be finished.
They won't be able to renege on their debt then, since the entire internet has witnessed it, and judging from the current situation, Chen Feng's backing is indeed very powerful.
Hua Guozhong's face darkened. No wonder the person in the capital told him not to go too far and to only strike Chen Feng within the rules. Thinking about this, he slapped Yang Zhi, who was standing next to him, across the face.
"You damned bastard, you've slapped me in the face. Doesn't it hurt? I was deceived by you. I thought he was just an ordinary person with no one to rely on, but you led me astray."
Yang Zhi felt wronged, and his face stung with pain.
"Chairman, I didn't know things would turn out this way. At first, I only heard it from my nephew, who said that Chen Feng was just a sycophant..."
"Simp? You fucking simp? Have you ever seen such an awesome simp?"
Hua Guozhong threw an ashtray at Yang Zhi's head. This was the first time Yang Zhi had been hurt by the chairman. In the past, no matter what bad things happened, the chairman was always willing to stand with him.
But today, Chen Feng's fame and popularity have reached unprecedented heights, and they can no longer compete with him.
"Ah...Chairman, I...I'm bleeding!"
Yang Zhi panicked and screamed as he touched the bright red blood on his head.
"Bleeding? What do I care? You go and give your son of a bitch a good beating. Don't try to fool me. I want to see the video and the photos. Otherwise, get the hell out of here."
Hua Guozhong looked at the bleeding Yang Zhi and left his office.
Inside the house, Yang Zhi clutched his wound, feeling the throbbing pain in his head. He thought of the source of everything. Damn it, wasn't that right? It was this nephew who had caused him to not have a good night's sleep for the past few months.
As he pondered this, Yang Zhi picked up the ashtray from the ground, took out his phone, and made a call.
"Hey, Uncle!"
"You little bastard, where are you?"
"I'm at the hotel, the one in Venice that I often take you to."
"What the hell are you doing there?"
At the Venice Hotel, Lin Yun, who had just finished, lay on a giant waterbed.
"Hey... slow down, can you fucking take off your braces?"
Before Lin Yun could even answer his uncle's question, he exploded, "Damn it, this technician may have had a good time, but he hurt me just now!"
Yang Zhi, who was clutching an ashtray in his office, turned green with rage. As a seasoned veteran, he knew Lin Yun wasn't insulting him, but for him to be making such suggestive thoughts right in front of him was utterly absurd and shameless.
"You little brat, I'm asking you what you're doing?"
Lin Yun was stunned for a moment, sensing that something was off about his uncle's tone. But why would he ask such a childish and idiotic question? He was a regular at this place.
"Say something, you bastard! What are you doing?"
They were still pressing me for answers over the phone.
Lin Yun had no choice but to answer truthfully.
Yang Zhi was completely stunned. He never imagined that his nephew would use such foul language against him. It was simply outrageous.
Whoosh!
He was so angry that his chest heaved and he was burning with rage.
Tell me which room you are in, and I'll come right now.
"Ah... Uncle, this isn't right, how about I open a new one for you?"
"Stop talking nonsense and tell me which room I'm in."
Yang Zhi was on the verge of exploding with rage.
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