"Song Yue, speak your mind." Lu Nanchen’s last question hit right where it hurt, and his eyebrows were slightly knitted now.
These past few days, he hadn’t really seen Yu Ting around school.
"Oh, something happened on Weibo recently. You know about your wife and my younger brother starting an entertainment company, and then something went wrong recently..."
Song Yue casually explained the situation over the phone to Lu Nanchen, with a bit of summarization.
Listening to Song Yue, Lu Nanchen’s frown deepened, focused on understanding the situation.
Not long after ending the call from Song Yue, Lu Nanchen received a call from his uncle.
...
On the other side.
After Yu Ting publicly slapped Shen Ruchu four times in the daytime in the president’s office of Southwest Entertainment, she returned to VG. Upon arriving at the office building, she saw the journalists who were squatting nearby.
The reporters, who have been camping all day, were stirred by the arrival of Yu Ting, who sat in a Lincoln with a private driver. Finally, they had someone important to report on.
As soon as Yu Ting exited the car, she was mobbed by reporters. They were so numerous and the space so small, their microphones kept banging against her.
"I suppose you are the president of VG Entertainment. I’d like to ask you about your opinion on your company’s imminent loss of over two hundred million yuan?"
"Yes, two hundred million isn’t a small sum, Are you going to declare bankruptcy in the near future? In a few weeks, maybe?"
"Is it true, as the rumors suggest, that you started this entertainment company to fulfill your own lustful desires to meet more young male artists?"
...
The barrage from the reporters was continuous and overwhelming. The questions kept coming one after another, making any attempts to answer, or even just listening, extremely vexing.
Her aide stepped in to shield Yu Ting from the onslaught.
Yu Ting, having vented her anger earlier by hitting someone, appeared clear-headed and refreshed, a professional smile on her face. "I can categorically say VG will not go bankrupt. You need not worry about that. Shortly, my company will provide the most accurate statement regarding the numerous inaccurate reports circulating online."
"If you have time to stake out my small company, you might as well go to Southwest Entertainment and snoop around on Shen Ruchu’s private life..."
After bidding for her company, Yu Ting redirected the reporters towards Shen Ruchu.
Having given a brief response, Yu Ting, escorted by her assistant, walked towards VG.
Song Zhan, who had popped up at the entrance, knowing that Yu Ting was coming back, rushed down to meet her.
Seeing the situation at the bottom of the building, his eyes darken, and he sped up. He and the aide both escorted Yu Ting.
"What do you mean by ’inaccurate reports’?"
"So, are you admitting that you established VG Entertainment solely for your personal desires?"
"Don’t avoid the question."
They were nearly into the VG office building, but a few reporters were still on their heels, doggedly tossing questions at her.
"Excuse me,"
"Enough." After leading Yu Ting into the company, Song Zhan stayed behind to shield her. Facing the reporters, he scolded them with an imposing countenance. His stern face seemed particularly intimidating, showing his tough guy character.
"Everything will be according to the company’s announcement."
A scolded journalist scuttled backward in shock, mumbling something before finally retreating and leaving.
The VG office building quickly bustled with activity.
People efficiently divided tasks among themselves: some drafted the statements, some directed the narrative, the moneyless contributed their work, while the deep-pocketed Yu Ting sat, spending money.
Everyone was busy with their respective tasks. I only focus on spending money.
After working nonstop from afternoon to evening, Yu Ting rewarded everyone in the company with a cup of Starbucks milk tea, using money from the system.
After buying it, she found that she still had a significant leftover balance from the system.
After deliberating for a while, Yu Ting wave her hand nonchalantly and ordered her aide to take care of everyone’s dinner.
The aide, who had just finished running to every floor once now had to run again: ...
Yu Ting, who was the recipient of her aide’s resentful glance: ...
The two stared at each other for a moment,
"Add money! Get large portions for dinner!"
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