After Xiang Luan finished speaking, many people in the meeting hall turned pale.
In other companies, this would be considered a serious violation of discipline by the artist. Someone was hit in the sore spot. When they saw Xiang Luan's agent stand up and walk over, they immediately stood up angrily: "Your company must--"
The agent turned around and looked at him in confusion.
The man froze in place, then suddenly came to his senses, remembering that this was no longer the Luo family's or Jian Huaiyi's company.
It wasn’t originally those people’s company.
Huaisheng Entertainment is now completely independent. From inside to outside, it is the young man they are discussing now, who was slandered and defamed in the past. No matter what happens in the future, they no longer have any position or qualifications to mention him.
The agent turned around and took the lead in applauding the artists who had finished their speeches, then grabbed Xiang Luan by the collar and pulled him back to sit down.
Xiang Luan counted down a lot of reporters and black public relations, but before he finished counting, he was pressed into a chair with his neck stiff, and took out the notebook to talk to his agent.
The agent took it, read a few pages, nodded, slapped Luan on the head, took the notebook away and gave it to Fang Hang.
The press conference continued as usual.
After thoroughly understanding Huaisheng Entertainment's attitude, no one dared to say anything with ulterior motives until the end.
…
Huaisheng Entertainment did not specifically screen the group of journalists. Many of them had received money, had vested interests, or had followed the trend to discredit Luo Zhi. Because they were worried about the series of events during this period, they sneaked into the press conference to get the inside scoop.
These people have different thoughts in their minds. Many of them have already begun to feel insecure. Being provoked by such a press conference, they may resort to desperate measures.
In the last surveillance video, someone was walking out in a hurry while making a phone call and explaining something in a hurry.
Ming Lu stood at the door with his arms folded, looking at Fang Hang who was also pacing back and forth with the phone in his hand and talking excitedly. He smiled and stopped interfering.
——He was originally prepared to let someone take over, but these young people from Huaisheng Entertainment seemed to suddenly come alive.
Of course, Fang Hang was not the only one who came up with these ideas and had the courage to ask about this matter.
They had been discussing this privately for days.
Tossing and turning in the sleepless nights, taking short breaks when unable to concentrate on work, sitting under the street lights after get off work, at the roadside stall that I used to go to regularly... and Luo Zhi's office.
The office remains the same as it was, and is now their regular place to relax and rest, as well as to meet.
They went to meet there, analyzing the details bit by bit to collect clues, approaching that possibility with trepidation, but not daring to touch it no matter what.
Fang Hang could only try his best to control the volume of his voice. Anyway, he couldn't control his smile at all. He kept apologizing silently to Minglu for disturbing him, and whispered quickly in secret codes on the phone that only they could understand. The smiles kept coming out of his mouth.
They were all subordinates led by Luo Zhi, so of course they were very sensible. After knowing the answer, they did not ask any more questions and never pried into the matter further - to be honest, if they really knew about this before the operation, probably no one would have been able to sleep well in those days.
They read the posts over and over again every night, looking for clues that could be deduced from them.
The post mentioned that the older brother was a very nice person and played with the children, which shows that Mr. Luo’s emotional state was better than they thought.
The post mentioned that the elder brother’s family was very considerate, which shows that there are people around Mr. Luo who treat him very well.
The post mentioned that the older brother was in rehabilitation. Although his condition was more serious than the child's, he worked very hard and encouraged the child...
Fang Hang kept whispering with the others. Seeing Ming Lu hesitate to speak, he clenched his fists and spoke tentatively: "We want to ask--"
Ming Lu actually didn't mind talking more, but before he could open his mouth, Fang Hang immediately changed his mind: "No, we ask, as long as you don't say anything, it will be considered as your consent."
Fang Hang took a deep breath and asked quickly, "Is Mr. Luo's hearing okay?"
Minglu smiled.
Fang Hang immediately held the phone and said, "Yes, yes, I can hear it!"
There was probably a cheering at the other end, which was too noisy. He listened to the chattering for a long time with great effort, and then spoke more cautiously: "Can you walk - can you walk far? Will you not be unable to walk anymore?"
After Fang Hang asked, he stared at Ming Lu, confirmed that he was silent, and quickly passed on the message: "Yes, yes, yes! No problem!"
The other end of the line was so shocked that he had to move the phone away. Fang Hang swallowed and plucked up his courage: "Are you still in a good mood..." He got the answer halfway through his question. The corners of his mouth were almost raised to the sky. He lowered his voice and shouted into the phone: "I told you! No problem! Who is that?! How is our little President Luo! He can be happy wherever he goes!"
These young people were so happy that they probably didn't know what to do.
Fang Hang walked around the room with his cell phone in his hand, smiling all the time, but he asked very few questions, and they were all about Luo Zhi's physical condition and mood.
"Nothing else matters." Fang Hang kept repeating, "No problem, nothing else matters, live the way you want. If you don't want to come back, you don't have to come back."
Fang Hang grinned: "When he recovers and can make new friends, we will grab tickets to go on a cruise for team building. Then we can pretend to be new friends and get to know him again..."
"It probably won't work." Minglu reminded, "You have taken photos together, and you also have videos."
"Oh no." Fang Hang then remembered a very important point and picked up the phone. "Quick, quick, destroy the evidence."
There was a lot of laughter on the phone, you pushed me to delete it and I pushed you to change it, and in the end, the blame was put on Fang Hang's head. Who told him to carry a camera wherever he went?
Fang Hang contentedly took all the blame, and quickly agreed with those people on how to deal with the subsequent impact of the press conference. He quickly made an appointment to go back for a drink and hung up the phone.
…
Of course, we won’t really destroy any evidence.
They cherish those videos and photos very much, and it doesn’t matter if they are not remembered at all - even if Mr. Luo has no impression of them at all, they would be extremely happy if they could greet Mr. Luo as an old friend.
But compared to these details that wouldn't matter even if they didn't exist, they really wanted Xiao Luo to be well and healthy and happy again.
Even the title "Little Mr. Luo" is better not to be used. They changed it because they don't like calling him Mr. Luo.
Now that family has even gone to get a death certificate, and it's written in black and white, so of course everything the name "Luo Zhi" represents is over forever, and it's time for her to get a completely new identity.
Fang Hang tried his best to explain all these ideas to Minglu, and repeatedly emphasized that this was by no means an interference.
Anything is fine, as long as their old friend is comfortable and happy.
Ming Lu looked at him and smiled: "Wait a little longer."
"I had a letter that I should have brought to you," Minglu said. "It's no longer useful now. Maybe there will be a chance..." Minglu suddenly remembered something and asked Fang Hang, "How is your son learning to speak?"
Fang Hang was stunned for less than half a second before he reacted immediately: "Teach him to say little uncle every day, and try to make him learn it before calling dad."
Ming Lu nodded and said on behalf of the young master of the Ming family who was concerned about this matter: "Let him shout when the time comes."
Fang Hang's eyes sparkled, and he nodded without hesitation: "No problem!"
Minglu didn't go into details about the letter, nor did he say anything else.
These young people were sincerely happy about this matter. The letter that was asked to be passed on by Xun Zhen just in case was of no use at all, so there was no need to mention it further.
Minglu accompanied his husband out this time because he had actually made an appointment with Mingchi to let him stay at home and slowly explore the past that he didn't want to lose.
This kind of exploration and memory are different after all. For people who have lost their memories, they are like a movie, a story, or a book. Although they know that they are the protagonist, they no longer have the sense of reality of being there.
But Mingchi would still read the letter he left for himself.
In the letter, he wrote that he must remember every friend of Huaisheng, and reminded himself to go to the official blog to look at photos and videos. Once he is fully recovered, he will invite them to visit the cruise ship.
"Please let us handle those marketing accounts and black PR." Fang Hang clenched his fists again, calmed down and whispered, "We will solve this matter ourselves."
Fang Hang assured earnestly: "When he wants to come back to relax, everything will be clean."
The people at Huaisheng Entertainment were originally better at these things, so Minglu didn't insist and just nodded: "Okay."
Public opinion is not like business. When business is large enough, it can be managed in the simplest and most direct way, but public opinion requires more professional means and methods.
These are the people and places that Luo Zhi had tried every means to protect, and now they turn around to protect that young man. The Ming family will not disturb them from what they are determined to do.
...These days, the young people of Huaisheng Entertainment have been working very hard and are very motivated. Everyone was holding their breath and trying hard to move forward, to reach a higher place.
Now these young people are still very hardworking and motivated, and seem to be fully alive.
Fang Hang said goodbye to Ming Lu and thanked each other again and again. When he left, his steps were light and he almost seemed to be floating.
Ming Lu brought the information sent by Fang Hang and knocked on the door of Ming Weiting's lounge.
…
Ming Weiting had just finished a conversation with a print media and was reading content on his phone.
Minglu closed the door and said, "Sir, how is it?"
"Nothing, the safety of cruise travel and the normal risks of sea travel."
Ming Weiting didn't need to prepare specially to answer this kind of question. He put down his phone and raised his eyes: "Uncle Lu."
Ming Lu knew what he was going to ask and nodded: "We have asked someone to investigate. The young master's former team is in charge of the public opinion part, and we will take over the reef part."
Li Weiming is just a chess piece. He did such an ungrateful thing because of his greed. There is solid evidence of defamation and fraud, and he has paid the price.
But many of the people who wanted to use him as a chess piece to deal with Luo Zhi by any means necessary were hiding underwater.
Among these people, there are colleagues, competing interests, and enemies of the Luo family... Luo Zhi has never benefited from her family background. Instead, she was implicated by this family and became a target of too many people.
These matters should not be handled by Huaisheng Entertainment, so leave them to them.
"By the way, sir." Speaking of that family, Ming Lu remembered, "Their family's situation has also changed a bit."
The Luo family has fallen apart, and their former glory has completely vanished, there is no doubt about that - but during this period of time they concentrated on conditioning Ming Chi's body, and the period before and after the operation was the most critical time, so they actually didn't have the time or energy to take care of this family.
This family turned against each other and started fighting among themselves.
At the beginning, Xun Zhen told Luo's mother that Jian Huaiyi no longer cared about him. Luo's mother believed it and revealed a lot of evidence of Jian Huaiyi's illegal activities. So Jian Huaiyi unceremoniously bit back at the Luo family and completely confirmed the evidence of the Luo family head's intentional injury.
Luo Chengxiu had to rely on nurses for care because of several heart surgeries, so he had the opportunity to be released on medical parole. But for the head of the Luo family who cared most about his reputation, this incident itself was another unbearable blow.
Luo Jun was the first one in the family to wake up. From the day Minglu invited Luo Chengxiu to the boat for tea and his father handed him over to the other party to do with as he pleased, Luo Jun knew that the Luo family would have no future, so he was not surprised even at this point.
He came back to deal with the mess at home, and when he wanted to sell off his assets, he found that they had already been listed and were taken up by other surrounding corporate consortiums at ridiculously low prices.
When Luo Jun went to the hospital to inquire, he found out that Luo Chengxiu did not trust him at all. He was even afraid that he would take revenge on him because of the incident on the boat, so he gave all the family assets to the agent.
The most ironic thing is that even the money from the low-price sale did not fall into the hands of anyone.
——There are too many people staring. Luo Chengxiu didn't trust anyone, but he didn't realize that those agents were in collusion with Jian Huaiyi. However, Jian Huaiyi was sent to prison, and those agents were also implicated and were being investigated for suspected financial crimes.
The money was frozen in the account, and more than one person was hospitalized again because of this incident.
Minglu recounted the entire story and summarized it simply: "It was a mess."
This family has always been like this, so it's not surprising that they would do these things. Ming Weiting didn't listen carefully, nodded, and picked up the phone again.
Minglu was not interested in talking about these things anymore. He found Ming Weiting reading Huaisheng Entertainment's official blog, so he smiled and brought the topic back: "Mr., are you learning how to chase stars again?"
Ming Weiting nodded, then shook his head: "Not all of them."
He said: “I am also learning to be friends.”
Minglu was a little curious: "You're already hugging someone and chasing fireworks, and you're still learning how to be friends?"
Ming Weiting seemed to like this very much. He never felt embarrassed when Ming Lu mentioned these things. He smiled softly and said, "We have to learn them all."
He wants to be Mingchi's fan, friend, and family member, and he also wants to have a closer relationship with him one day in the future.
They are already Mingchi's family, so this is a good opportunity for them.
The official Weibo account of Huaisheng Entertainment has received more and more attention and comments, and more and more fans like their general manager. In fact, his progress in this regard is a little behind.
"Friends are also lagging behind." Ming Weiting raised his head and looked at Ming Lu, "He has a lot of friends."
Ming Lu laughed, half jokingly: "Then we steal the young master away?"
Ming Weiting shook his head. He clicked on the latest video again, set it to full screen, and watched it with Uncle Lu.
He never intended to steal Mingchi away.
That fire should have friends, there should be more than now - when Luo Zhi was still in the company, the people at Huaisheng Entertainment might not have immediately noticed the identity of their friends because of their work and positions... but now those people must have discovered it.
Ming Weiting asked Ming Lu: "Uncle Lu, do they know?"
"A few people have guessed part of it." Minglu said, "They will definitely handle it."
Ming Weiting nodded.
This was not unexpected. Xun Zhen had actually asked him whether he wanted to keep the matter completely confidential and isolate himself from the outside world, and perform surgery on Ming Chi alone, but he did not agree.
He was not trying to preserve the fire in a vacuum.
Many people must have discovered that they are friends of that fire.
The video currently playing on the phone is a prayer video, released by Huaisheng Entertainment in conjunction with the press conference. It was actually produced a few days ago and there is no clear ending to the video.
The content of the picture is very simple, with only a blackboard - all fans of the artists under Huaisheng Entertainment are very familiar with this blackboard. After all, there are really not many companies that require artists to attend training classes and copy notes from the blackboard.
Xiang Luan was not so serious at all when he went to school. He even cried in frustration because he couldn't finish copying notes. This glorious deed was often circulated among old fans.
The video starts with him.
Xiang Luan jumped onto a chair, held the chalk against the blackboard, and drew a stickman.
Each person drew a stick figure on the blackboard with chalk.
Even when drawing stick figures, there are different techniques and styles, but if you look at a few more pictures, you can see that this is a very simple stop-motion animation - the stick figure is running forward.
The background began to grow, with white chalk lines drawn on the black blackboard. The stickman jumped over the obstacle in front of him, swung the vicious dog away with a stick, did a front flip on the oncoming subway, jumped up into the cold night wind, jumped onto a group of undulating buildings, and jumped into the middle of the stars.
When this video was made, no one knew Luo Zhi's whereabouts.
Some people still firmly believed that Mr. Luo was just missing and must have drifted to that deserted island. Some people tried to accept that result, but they still saw the person sitting on the side of the boat, swinging his legs and laughing in his dreams.
So they tried every possible way to draw that picture, to make the stickman in the picture look super cool and awesome, and each of them drew a vision, and then connected all the visions.
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So the stickman kept running forward.
Run forward, and keep running until you reach a point where you can no longer be stopped.
The background music was the guitar piece that Luo Zhi played when she first participated in the competition. The tone changed from lively to passionate, and the suffocating heat pushed the stickman forward.
Then they put all the brightest, most colorful colors they could find on the blackboard.
The coolest and most powerful invincible stickman jumped out and rushed out of the blackboard.
…
This is a prayer video. There are quite a few comments like #wait for Mr. Xiao Luo to come back# and #Mr. Xiao Luo to make a comeback# in the comment section, so although the friends’ replies are not obvious, they are not difficult to distinguish.
The managers of Huaisheng Entertainment held another meeting, being very careful and cautious, hiding all the words they wanted to say in the comments: "Be happy."
“Be happy.”
"To find freedom."
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