The other trainees, who also had dark circles under their eyes, mostly shared the same thought. So, early in the morning, with their hair all messy and covered in bedding, they stood outside the dormitory looking menacing. Anyone who didn't know better would think they were a group coming to collect debts.
Unfortunately, they sat there from dawn until late morning, and Qiao Xia, who had a good sleep, finally arrived late.
Looking at the trainees with their resentful faces, she asked in confusion, "Don't you guys need to train? Why are you all sitting here?"
Mu Xiaoze felt powerless, like punching cotton. He was staging a sit-in protest outside, while Qiao Xia was fast asleep in her room, completely unaware of what was happening outside. It was like casting a flirtatious glance at a blind person.
Mu Xiaozhe's anger flared even more. "Didn't you say there would be new dormitories today? Where are the dormitories?"
Qiao Xia's ears hurt from his noise. She glanced at the time and said, "50 meters to go, almost there."
Mu Xiaozhe looked around and said sneer, "Are you kidding me? Do you think houses grow legs and run away?"
"Shh—" Qiao Xia put her index finger to her lips and pointed to the top of her head, "Look up."
As everyone looked up in unison, a buzzing sound came from their ears, followed by a huge shadow enveloping them all.
A helicopter slowly descended, and finally, the pink and blue villa appeared out of thin air before everyone's eyes.
Qiao Xia nodded in satisfaction. "I chose it, isn't it cute?"
No one answered. Not to mention others, even the well-informed young master Mu couldn't help but open his mouth in shock.
Qiao Xia clapped her hands, and the workers who had been resting in the shade quickly unloaded the beds from the truck.
"Don't just stand there, go take a shower first, and once you've cleaned up, the bed will be ready."
"Sister Qiao." Jiang Xiaomian, who hadn't joined the others in their antics, had finished washing up. After greeting them, she carried her luggage into the newly built house.
Sun Hao followed closely behind and politely nodded to Qiao Xia.
Qiao Xia added, "First come, first served."
Someone in the crowd shouted, and then everyone rushed into the bathroom.
"Sister Qiao." With dark circles under her eyes and looking like she had been drained of all her energy, Nana appeared behind Qiao Xia at some point.
What's wrong with you?
Nana waved her hand, then, slightly unsteady on her feet, grabbed Qiao Xia's hand for support. "I spent the whole night arguing with them yesterday. Go online and take a look; everyone's calling you a jerk online right now."
Qiao Xia didn't take it to heart. Before her family went bankrupt, she was often scolded by Feng Qianxing's fans, who mostly said that she was a heartless boss who treated artists like cash cows and didn't fight for good resources for them.
At first, Qiao Xia was angry, but later she just found it funny. After all, everyone knows how good the resources are. But people should not only look at the other party's strength, but also at their own.
If she figured it would be similar again, Qiao Xia didn't bother to respond.
Nana insisted, "Let's take a good look. There are two accounts that are worth paying attention to. One is an internet celebrity with the ID 'Sister Zheng from High Society,' and the other is a private account on Weibo."
"That Sister Zheng knows your surname and said that you used to be an internet celebrity at her house. She said that you made your fortune by cheating her husband out of money because you had an improper relationship with him. Some internet celebrity couples have already tried to clarify this, but it seems to have backfired, and the situation has escalated, making more onlookers believe it."
"The private account on Weibo seems to belong to someone inside our program team. They explained the specifics quite clearly, but it also contained a lot of subjective assumptions."
Qiao Xia then took it seriously, "Thank you, I understand."
Nana smiled and shook her head.
No photos of her have surfaced online yet, but the overwhelming rumors and insults have served as a wake-up call for Qiao Xia.
Her company is currently just an empty shell. Once she signs artists, this situation will become more and more common. She should hire more professional people sooner rather than later.
Thinking of this, Qiao Xia looked at Nana and asked, "Are you officially hired now?"
Nana was taken aback at first, then nodded seriously.
Have you thought about what you'll do after the show ends?
"After this show ends, I'll probably continue working behind the scenes to film the next one." After thinking for a moment, Nana asked directly, "Ms. Qiao, would you like me to work for your company?"
Qiao Xia nodded. "I admire your abilities. After the show ends, the nine members who debut will sign with me for two years. During these two years, I would like you to be their manager."
Qiao Xia looked at her seriously, "If you're willing, I can offer you an annual salary of 500,000, not including commission."
Nana's breathing quickened for a moment, but after a few minutes she solemnly shook her head, "I'm sorry, Ms. Qiao, I prefer working behind the scenes to being an agent."
This genuinely surprised Qiao Xia. "Aren't agents also behind the scenes?"
Nana shook her head. "It's different. I don't want to spend all my time cleaning up after artists. To managers, artists are their creations, but they don't write their names on them."
"One day, I will create works that bear my name, and I will definitely become a producer." Nana said with confidence and determination.
Qiao Xia didn't want to persuade her any further, so she gave her a thumbs-up and said, "I believe in you."
Nana hesitated for a moment, then said, "Miss Qiao, I did all this so that you would remember me and become a connection in my entertainment industry..."
Qiao Xia nodded. "It already is."
Nana curled her lips into a smile, "I'll become your contact in the future!"
"I'll wait."
Qiao Xia is busy recruiting agents. Due to the attractive conditions, many people have applied, but Qiao Xia is finding it difficult to find a suitable one in a short time.
But online public opinion waits for no one, especially after similar talent shows released their trailers, there were voices everywhere criticizing their shows.
Mr. Wang scratched his head, casually pulling off his wig. "You want me to be a PR person? I don't know how to do that."
Qiao Xia adopted the arrogance expected of a client, crossed her legs, and said, "I don't care. If the online public opinion isn't handled well, I'll withdraw my investment, and then you'll have to jump off the building."
Mr. Wang still looked worried and unwilling.
Qiao Xia continued, "Now that the two shows are competing against each other, they're vying for ratings, and ratings are money. The other side is practically stealing your money, can you really stand it?"
Mr. Wang slammed his fist on the table, "I can't stand it!"
Qiao Xia clenched her fists. "Then let's take them down."
Mr. Wang nodded emphatically, then deflated again a second later, "But I don't know how."
Qiao Xia crossed her arms and said, "What's there to not know? Just throw money at it, I'll take care of things. If all else fails, we can outsource it to a professional PR agency."
"Of course, the most important thing here is to manage my public opinion. As for the contestants, there is no need to clarify anything as long as it does not cross the line. After all, controversy generates buzz."
Mr. Wang nodded emphatically, looking as if he had learned something.
Qiao Xia clapped her hands in satisfaction, "Alright, I've already called the police on the internet celebrity who spread rumors about me. Now all we need to do is catch the mole."
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