Finally, Tang Yue finally got to a topic that the entire internet was following: "Brother Yang, is there any progress on the matter between Helian Bei and Star Media?"
"On the surface, not at all," Zhou Yiyang paused, first glanced inside the car, and after realizing that they were all his people, he spoke, "But I heard that both sides have taken action."
All four of them straightened up simultaneously, and even the driver pricked up his ears.
"Helian Bei seems to be looking for witnesses. However, they're not witnesses to Lan Xia's case, but other people who have been harassed by Star Media's top management." Zhou Yiyang smacked his lips. "I'm not sure if this news is true, but if Helian Bei really has a list of names, then he might have a chance of turning the tables."
When he turned around, he found that the girls were all filled with indignation.
Su Yin waved her fist. "So there are other victims? This Star Media is terrible!"
"Brother Yang, tell me honestly, this kind of thing doesn't happen in other companies, right?" Tang Yue asked through gritted teeth.
"I think there may be some exceptions in other companies, but there shouldn't be many like Star Media."
"But are these people really willing to come forward?" Lin Xuan'er shook her head pessimistically. "If they do, wouldn't that just be a disguised way of telling everyone that they were once victimized?"
"For female artists," Wang Xingrui sighed, "this kind of thing is indeed very troublesome. It seems that Mr. Helian Bei has reached an impasse again. Brother Yang, is there really no way to help him?"
"Honestly," Zhou Yiyang turned his head and looked out the car window. Just outside the window, a father and his little daughter were crossing the street. He lowered his head, wondering if Lan Xia's parents were really so cold-blooded. "At first, I really didn't want to get involved. But now that I know so much, I feel even more that Star Media is a rotten company. So, I also sent a WeChat message to Helian Bei yesterday to ask if he needed any help."
"What did he say?" Su Yin asked immediately.
"He said no, he couldn't drag me down with it. He also said we had already helped him. He was having a really hard time, but after listening to a few of your songs, he persevered."
Zhou Yiyang still remembers that he was very impressed when he heard Helian Bei say this.
"I later told him that after this matter was over, no matter what the outcome, he could come to my place."
Tang Yue exclaimed, "Brother Yang, not only did you not help others, but you also took advantage of the opportunity to come in and recruit them!"
"How can this be considered recruiting someone?" Zhou Yiyang touched his nose. "If I sign him, it will cost a lot of money. Besides, Helian Bei hasn't responded yet! Maybe he wants to go it alone."
"Or quit the industry," Lin Xuan'er pointed out the most likely outcome. "Brother Yang, what about Star Media's actions?"
"They," Zhou Yiyang frowned, as if he had seen something dirty: "They seem to be investigating He Lianbei's past."
As we all know, Helian Bei's past is quite mysterious. He never mentioned his family, childhood, or past events.
All the audience's understanding of him began after he became famous.
"XX!" Tang Yue couldn't help but curse: "This Star Media is such a jerk!"
But apart from cursing, they seemed unable to do anything else.
The key figure in the topic is currently standing in front of the door of a somewhat dilapidated apartment building.
He had confirmed the address repeatedly and didn't expect her to live here.
The person who opened the door was a somewhat old woman. The moment she saw Helian Bei, she closed the door.
I'm afraid no one can recognize this person. She once starred in a very popular TV series.
Helian Bei sighed, silently took out the notebook given to him by the coffee shop owner from his bag, and crossed out a paragraph.
Almost at the same time, two men, dressed in bright and handsome clothes, one in black and the other in white suits, knocked on an iron door covered with rust and emitting a smell of decay.
"Is this the place?" The man in white clothes, a cigarette in his mouth, looked incredulous. "A movie star like him once lived in a place like this?"
He turned around and saw behind him the long corridor of the old tube-shaped building filled with garbage. There were more than ten dilapidated doors on this corridor, but most of them were empty now.
When they came here, they all thought they had traveled back to thirty years ago.
"Haha," the man in the black suit pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the dirt and dust off his leather shoes with disdain and care. "Without this person adopting him, our movie star might have starved to death long ago."
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