Having said this, the butler paused again.
Meng Fu might not know about this yet. Jiang Ran's matter was passed on from there, so Meng Fu probably doesn't know about it yet.
"It's about your live broadcast," the butler explained while looking at Meng Fu's face, "Here is two million."
In fact, when Meng Fu heard the housekeeper's first words, she knew why they were here. Su Di told her about Jiang Ran last night.
So after Butler Jiang finished speaking, Meng Fu only glanced at the check and said with a little regret: "I'm afraid it won't work."
The butler originally thought that after he finished speaking, Meng Fu would be surprised how they knew it, or would be shocked by the check for two million, but he never expected Meng Fu to react like this.
Not to mention the housekeeper, even Yu Zhenling didn't expect it. She turned her eyes and looked at Meng Fu intently, somewhat surprised.
"Miss Meng, here are two million." The butler came back to his senses, looked at Meng Fu, and emphasized the three words "two million".
Meng Fu nodded, "I know, but my assistant may not agree." At this point, she stood up, "Nothing else, I'm leaving."
"Meng Fu, Jiang Ran's incident is just a small matter. What loss do you have? You know your grandfather's health. Why do you want to make everything public for such a small matter? Without the Jiang family, can you enter the entertainment industry?" Yu Zhenling looked at Meng Fu's back and shook her head, "Meng Fu, don't regret it."
...
...
Meng Fu didn't look back.
After she left, Butler Jiang put away the check and frowned at Yu Zhenling, "Madam, Miss Meng..."
"She doesn't really think Jiang Ran and the others are afraid of her, does she?" Yu Zhenling laughed out of anger, "Without the Jiang family, does she think Jiang Ran and the others would still treat her as a human being?"
When Butler Jiang heard this, he smiled and said nothing.
After all, this Miss Meng lacks vision. If it were one of Jiang Xinchen or Jiang Xinran, they would naturally know how to handle it best.
"Go tell them that our Jiang family will not interfere in Meng Fu's matter." Yu Zhenling put on a mask and a hat and walked out.
Butler Jiang nodded, "Okay."
I'm afraid Meng Fu has miscalculated this time.
**
Outside, Meng Fu was too lazy to pay attention to Yu Zhenling.
But Yu Zhenling's mention of "Mr. Jiang" touched her heart.
Su Di gave the information to Meng Fu last night, but Meng Fu did not make a decision immediately. She originally wanted to call Mr. Jiang today to confirm it.
Meng Fu thought about it while sending a reply to Su Cheng.
Su Cheng was busy, and he called back immediately after seeing the message. He walked out the door and asked, "Are you sure you don't mind?"
"Well," Meng Fu walked towards the first studio and added, "Remember to ask them to give me the two million."
Su Cheng hung up the phone, but did not immediately ask Su Di to do it. Instead, he hesitated for a moment and said, "Let them hang out for two days, and then deal with it."
Su Di and Wei Jingke were both in the hall. After hearing Su Cheng's words, Su Di remained silent for a rare moment, "Miss Meng... just for two million?"
Wei Jingke was not interested when he heard this, "She doesn't seem to have high standards."
"Not necessarily." Su Cheng put the phone in his pocket and lowered his head in thought. A minute later, he sat back, holding a teacup in his hand, lowered his eyes, and replied with three words.
uncertain?
What is uncertain?
Is it not necessarily for two million? Or is it not necessarily that your vision is not high?
Su Di looked at Su Cheng with a little confusion. This was the bad thing about talking to Su Cheng. Usually he would say half and keep the other half. Even Su Di needed to think about a lot.
Meng Fu didn't know what was going on with Su Cheng.
When the call came, she had already arrived at Studio 1.
This has always been Ye Shuning's individual tutoring location. When Meng Fu arrived, there were four people here.
"Teacher Lu, this time besides Ye Shuning, there is another student that I would like you to teach." Xi Nancheng and Director Mu both stood beside Lu Haichao, watching Ye Shuning's voice test not far away.
The top management of the program team only discussed the Meng Fu matter today and came to a conclusion, mainly because Director Mu and Tang Ze strongly recommended Meng Fu.
Xi Nancheng couldn't refute their opinions.
Lu Haichao was surprised, "There's another person? Is he also from the Youth Song Contest?"
"No," Xi Nancheng also laughed. He turned his head and looked at her with a carefree look. "Are the people who participated in the Youth Song Contest like cabbages? How can I see them just by looking at them?"
There was a knock on the door outside. Xi Nancheng paused, his eyes slightly complicated: "She's here."
Lu Haichao immediately looked towards the door.
Meng Fu just pushed the door open.
Her looks have always been regarded as divine in the circle. Once you see it, it will be hard to forget it.
Lu Haichao is just Ye Shuning's private teacher in the show. There are almost no shots of him, and he is not a judge, and he doesn't pay attention to the competition. On weekdays, apart from tutoring Ye Shuning, he goes to school to teach students. He is an old artist.
Naturally, he didn't know much about the Internet, and his knowledge of Meng Fu was still based on the information Su Cheng gave him. He also remembered that it was a student that "Mr. Chen" wanted to introduce to him.
"Are you sure it's her?" Lu Haichao paused.
Director Mu, who was standing on the other side, heard the strangeness in Lu Haichao's voice and explained carefully, "It's her. She's doing well this time. Her popularity almost surpassed Ye Shuning. She has unlimited potential. I'm sorry to trouble you, Mr. Lu."
Lu Haichao withdrew his gaze from Meng Fu, smiled, and said meaningfully: "She is prettier than Ye Shuning."
What this means is that her popularity is almost entirely due to her looks.
Lu Haichao didn't believe that Meng Fu, who had never learned any music, could be as good as Ye Shuning in singing.
Director Mu wanted to explain something, but Meng Fu arrived, so he stopped.
Meng Fu called the three of them politely and looked very well behaved.
"That's today's lesson. You study it with Ye Shuning. If you don't understand something, ask her." While Xi Nancheng was talking to Director Mu, Lu Haichao gave an instruction to Meng Fu and didn't say anything else.
After Meng Fu left, Lu Haichao looked at Xi Nancheng and Director Mu: "Although I teach both of them, only Ye Shuning is my last disciple. Meng Fu is just like the students I have in school."
"Of course I know that," Xi Nancheng and Director Mu both laughed when they heard this, "It's Meng Fu's blessing that you can teach her."
Lu Haichao has thousands of students in school, but he has less than three closed disciples. It is too difficult to become his closed disciple. Not to mention Xi Nancheng, even Director Mu thinks it is impossible for Meng Fu.
Lu Haichao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that the two did not force Meng Fu to become his last disciple and receive the same treatment as Ye Shuning.
Director Mu's cell phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was a staff member's cell phone number. He picked up the phone casually and someone on the other end said something.
Director Mu was stunned and glanced at Meng Fu.
"What's wrong?" Xi Nancheng noticed his gaze.
Director Mu pondered for a while, then shook his head, "The results are out."
After saying that, he said hello to Lu Haichao and left Studio 1.
This result was naturally the result of Meng Fu's live broadcast accident. Xi Nancheng raised his eyebrows and followed Director Mu out, "Who?"
"Jiang Ran," Director Mu said, glancing in Meng Fu's direction, "The Jiang family intervened in this matter."
Xi Nancheng looked up, slightly startled: "T City Jiang Family?"
Then Meng Fu was indeed unlucky.
"Well, I'll go find Tang Ze. He has a good relationship with Meng Fu." Director Mu held his head and thought it would be better to let Tang Ze talk about this matter.
**
Lu Haichao only taught for an hour, and Meng Fu fell into a daze during the class.
During lunch, she went directly to the cafeteria.
In the cafeteria, Chu Yue and the others had already prepared food for Meng Fu and were waiting for her to arrive.
"Thank you." Meng Fu sat down at the seat they had reserved. Just when she was halfway through her meal, a group of people came to the next table.
The leader was Jiang Ran.
She was evasive when she saw Meng Fu in the morning, but now that she saw Meng Fu, she returned to her previous "straightforward" personality, "Meng Fu, you've made great progress this time. Were you deliberately hiding your strength before?"
Meng Fu did not reply, but only looked at Wu Yatong leisurely: "My master is almost a hundred years old."
Wu Yatong knew that Meng Fu had a master. Upon hearing this, she was very surprised, "Wow, your master is so powerful."
Chu Yue glanced at Meng Fu, then looked at Wu Yatong, "Do you know why her master lived so long?"
Wei Jin took a bite of the food and replied with a smile: "He doesn't talk much."
The table next to him: “…”
Meng Fu glanced at Jiang Ran, thoughtfully.
After lunch, the trainees gathered again to prepare for the final performance.
Tang Ze stood outside the door and waited until they rested before calling Meng Fu away.
"Teacher Tang?" Meng Fu followed Tang Ze to the lounge, quite surprised. "You finally feel that you can still be saved and can teach me?"
Tang Ze's agent burst out laughing.
Tang Ze pressed his temple, feeling a headache. “No, it was about the live broadcast of your audio track. This matter has come to a conclusion. That person is a bit of an exception, so it is inconvenient to reveal his name.”
"It's just Jiang Ran, what's the exception?" Meng Fu lost interest when she heard about this matter. She lazily sat on the table and waved to Tang Ze's agent to make her a cup of tea: "Just let her apologize to me, I don't want to make a big fuss."
Don't make her grandfather unhappy.
Hearing this, Tang Ze pursed his lips and paused. Agent Tang Ze, who was about to make tea for Meng Fu, also fell silent.
Meng Fu rested his hands on the table and smiled, "Hmm?"
"Meng Fu, let's forget about this. The entertainment industry is actually like this," Tang Ze smiled gently. "Back then, my first album opportunity was snatched away by someone else, but I still had to advertise for them with a smile. It's okay to suffer a little loss, because some people with powerful backers can't be messed with. Only when you become powerful can you be fearless. Meng Fu, do you understand what I mean?"
Meng Fu nodded, still smiling, "So, what's wrong?"
Tang Ze looked at Meng Fu and pursed his lips: "The Jiang family took the surveillance away."
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