"Haha, Zhou Shuai? Are you the reporter who promised to eat shit in the live broadcast room, but it really smelled good? Tsk tsk, you shine when you are given some sunshine. Who do you think you are?"

"Haha, Zhou Shuai is a ruthless person... Has the China Peripheral Entertainment News done anything to let you down?"

"Zhou Shuai, you are getting too arrogant. The editor-in-chief is right. After leaving the China Peripheral Entertainment News, you, Zhou Shuai, are nothing!"

"Your EQ is too low. No matter how dissatisfied you are, everyone is talking about parting ways amicably. Regardless of whether it makes sense or not, you, Zhou Shuai, are wrong in the first place. After all, you still have to work in the entertainment industry in the future..."

"Zhou Shuai, you have offended the China Peripheral Entertainment News this time, and you don't have any backers behind you. What can you do in this entertainment industry? Headline popularity, hot spots? Resources? What do you have? Just bear with it!"

"You have nothing... Zhou Shuai, I advise you to bow your head to the editor-in-chief. The editor-in-chief will forgive you for your previous efforts... I can also speak to the editor-in-chief to reconcile the situation..."

"yes……"

“…”

“…”

During this day, Zhou Shuai received too many random curses and well-intentioned advice from so-called colleagues.

Zhou Shuai ignored these people and just rejected them calmly.

These people usually act as the editor-in-chief's lackeys and often complain in front of the editor-in-chief.

He didn't believe that these people would suddenly come out and act like good people at this time.

and……

Let him bow to that editor-in-chief?

impossible!

It is true that a real man can bend and stretch, but once you have chosen the path you want to take, you must move forward courageously.

If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight.

Zhou Shuai understands this principle very well.

Of course, to be honest, Zhou Shuai doesn't hate Liu Yong, the editor-in-chief of "China Peripheral Entertainment News", nor does he have much resentment towards him.

"Huaxia Peripheral Entertainment News" is a stepping stone for Zhou Shuai.

And it is a very hot stepping stone!

He wants to step on this stone and make his popularity and the popularity of Chaoyang Entertainment News the headlines in the entertainment industry.

This is his purpose.

The same goes for this fight.

actually……

This quarrel was also deliberately created by Zhou Shuai, a natural hype.

The more everyone cooperates, the more attention Zhou Shuai's "Chaoyang Entertainment News" will get. The more attention it gets, the more follow-up energy it will have.

evening.

The sun sets.

Zhou Shuai narrowed his eyes and looked at the vastness in the distance, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

The anxiety and uneasiness in my heart all disappeared.

Then he lit a "Honglan" and started smoking slowly.

"Sure enough, this is the cigarette that successful people should smoke."

“It doesn’t feel bad.”

The image of Lu Yuan smoking in the past has always been reflected in his mind, and as time goes by, this image becomes more and more complete.

Involuntarily and imperceptibly, Zhou Shuai would smoke one whenever he wanted to appreciate himself, and the more he smoked, the more he felt that this cigarette had flavor.

At this time...

Zhou Shuai's younger brother Liu Bin knocked on Zhou Shuai's door in a hurry. After seeing Zhou Shuai smoking and looking at the sunset, he barely suppressed the panic in his heart.

"elder brother."

"What's wrong?"

"There are so many people scolding us online. Do we really want to do this?"

"You should understand the saying that once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back, right?"

"I understand, but... there is almost no support for us on the Internet..."

“Does it matter?”

"What? Our reputation is so bad now... Everyone calls us..."

"Ungrateful? Ungrateful? Are these important?"

"Ah, it's not important?"

"Liu Bin, do you know how A Yuan succeeded?"

"Mr. Lu... Mr. Lu relied on his extraordinary talent to shock the entertainment industry, so..."

"Haha, go search for A Yuan on the Internet. There are definitely more people who curse A Yuan than those who praise him. And I'm 100% sure that a large number of A Yuan's fans became fans after cursing him..."

"This..." Liu Bin was puzzled, and then he thought about it and it seemed to be the case.

"They are all my stepping stones now. The more they curse, the more work they will do for me. So, does this matter?" Zhou Shuai took a puff of cigarette, his smile becoming more mysterious.

It looks like...

Quite pretentious.

Fortunately, Fatty Wei is not here.

If Fatty Wei were here, he would definitely shout that the second generation Lu Yuan is here.

"unimportant……"

"When will you learn to be as calm as me? Those who achieve great things don't care about trivial matters. They should remain calm even when facing a huge disaster. Do you understand? Um... I have to take a call first."

Just as Zhou Shuai was teaching Liu Bin patiently, his cell phone rang.

A few seconds after answering the phone, his originally calm face suddenly changed, and even his cigarette fell to the ground.

"Ayuan?"

"What? A Hollywood interview? Holy shit, is this true?"

"Have you already got the press pass for James' film launch conference?"

"What the hell, what the hell, what the hell!"

"Wait, by the way, we can also have a personal interview with Hollywood's most popular director, Forrest?"

"Fuck, fuck, A Yuan, is this true? Are you sure you're not lying to me? A personal interview? Is this true? Damn, am I dreaming?"

"Okay, I'll leave right after I get the newspaper settled! Shit!"

“…”

Zhou Shuai hung up the phone, his face flushed, he gasped and trembled, and he even dropped his phone to the ground...

Liu Bin watched Zhou Shuai's originally calm expression suddenly change to one that was completely unsteady, and he suddenly felt a little confused.

"Brother, you...didn't you just say Taishan..."

"Tarzan, hurry up and pack your bags and come with me to Hollywood! You go and prepare your luggage, I'll set up the company first, and we'll leave tomorrow..."

"ah?"

"What? Hurry up! We may be the first reporters in China to meet with Hollywood directors face to face! Damn it, it feels good just thinking about it!"

“…”

…

“Jenny…arrange for a Chinese reporter named Zhou Shuai to sit in the front seat tomorrow.”

"Ah? Zhou Shuai?"

"Yeah, that's right, Zhou Shuai."

"No... Director, who is this reporter? Could it be your reporter from China..."

"Don't think too much. Mr. Lu Yuan specifically told me to do this. I have to give him this favor."

"Ah? Director James, what's going on?"

"I don't know what's going on, but I'll just do this anyway."

"oh……"

James looked at Jenny's dazed back as she left and immediately shook his head.

In fact, he was also confused.

Lu Yuan called him in the morning.

He was naturally very happy to receive Lu Yuan's call.

He originally thought that Lu Yuan called because he was considering becoming the shooting director or assistant director of Brokeback Mountain...

After all, in his mind, if Lu Yuan could come and cooperate with him, it would be like adding wings to a tiger!

But……

The purpose of Lu Yuan's call was not this. After the greetings, he just recommended a Chinese reporter to come for a publicity interview.

What does this mean?

This reporter is so awesome, is it worth Lu Yuan calling him personally?

James checked the Chaoyang Entertainment News where the reporter worked and the reporter himself.

It has no reputation and is not even among the top 100 newspapers in China. Moreover, it is a newspaper on the verge of bankruptcy. It seems that it was recently acquired by the reporter Zhou Shuai.

And the reporter Zhou Shuai is now in a fierce conflict with his former employer.

This reporter, there's nothing special about him, right?

After being puzzled for a long time, James didn't think much about it and agreed immediately.

He's just a reporter, there's no need for him to do anything.

He then asked Lu Yuan if he had anything else to say.

Lu Yuan was also very surprised.

For some unknown reason, I asked some questions about the price of lunch boxes in the crew.

This question made James feel like he had seen a ghost.

After James answered, he asked Lu Yuan again if he had anything else.

Then Lu Yuan replied...

No more?

Just like that?

this……

What is this guy going to do?

After James hung up the phone, he immediately fell into a state of doubt, as if his life was in a mess in the wind...

I couldn't calm down for a long time.

…

After chatting with Zhou Shuai, Lu Yuan smiled brightly.

He felt that the moonlight today was also very bright.

Good things should be kept in the hands of outsiders.

This has always been Lu Yuan’s belief until now.

And he deeply regarded this belief as his own principle.

Well, if Hollywood wasn’t too far away and the scale of his own food delivery business wasn’t too small, Lu Yuan would even want to expand his lunch box channels in Hollywood.

Hollywood uses U.S. dollars and is very generous with its spending.

The market potential is absolutely huge!

But there's nothing I can do.

You have to eat one bite at a time. No one can become a fat person, right?

Of course, there’s no way we can get the boxed lunches, but interviews and the like must not be given cheaply to those American reporters.

He must belong to Zhou Shuai!

Lu Yuan didn't think there was anything wrong with telling James about giving Zhou Shuai a little special treatment, nor did he think about what his current status was.

He was never that kind of person.

As for the boxed lunches, Lu Yuan didn't think there was anything wrong with them...

What happened to the lunch box?

Is it shameful that I sell boxed lunches?

Does the money from movie box office smell good, but the money from lunch boxes smell bad?

When it comes to making money, who cares? As long as people earn money seriously and don't steal or rob, Lu Yuan thinks they are worthy of respect.

After finishing this task, Lu Yuan stretched himself and continued to immerse himself in his creation.

“Beep, beep, beep.”

"Hello?"

"Mr. Lu..."

"Um, Brother Zhou, long time no see, how have you been lately?"

"Very good, very good..."

"Oh, that's good enough..."

"Mr. Lu, I know you've been very busy lately, and I shouldn't have disturbed you..."

"Brother Zhou, just tell me what you need... I will do my best to help you in any way I can."

"That's right. The Voice of China has entered the final sprint night. I am one of the mentors of the Voice of China... One of my students had a dream during the audition, which was to have a chance to meet you... That student's singing skills were good in all aspects, so I played it cool during the blind audition..."

"What?"

“I told you that you and I have a very good relationship. If you join my group, not only will you be able to show up at my concerts, you’ll even have the chance to sing on the same stage with you…” King Zhou sounded a little embarrassed.

“…”

"So... Mr. Lu, can I, on behalf of the production team, send you an invitation for the Yanjing Sprint Night in three days?" King Zhou was still embarrassed, and his voice seemed weak.

“…”