"They'll kick you, then they beat you"
(They punched and kicked you)
"Then they'll tell you its fair"
(And then they tell you that this is their justice)
"So beat it, but you wanna be bad..."
(So avoid conflict and don't be reckless...)
Kyoto, the headquarters of Jingyang Construction, located on the 90th floor of Longguozun.
Wang Yueheng's singing voice also resonated through the high-end sound system in the room with the "Vice President's Office" sign hanging on it.
Sitting in an ergonomic office chair, Zhu Zhiheng looked at the singing and dancing figures on the screen with a complicated expression.
Although they had already learned about Wang Yueheng's song selection for the performance through internal channels.
But he really didn't expect that Wang Yueheng would choose to perform such an English song.
Thinking about his own thoughts and actions in trying to undermine Wang Yueheng.
Zhu Zhiheng suddenly felt like one of those malicious gangsters on stage.
He was eyeing the junior singer covetously, looking for an opportunity to kill him with one blow.
But they weren't even given a second glance.
He even sang songs to warn people to stay away from insidious people like himself.
Unbeknownst to him, Zhu Zhiheng also fell into a daze amidst Wang Yueheng's powerful singing.
Was her desperate attempt to suppress Wang Yueheng for the sake of the girl she loved truly the best choice?
Would doing this really make Mo Zixue, who has always been by Wang Yueheng's side, look at me with new respect...?
Even the judges he had paid a high price to invite, who were trying to make things difficult for Wang Yueheng.
They all succumbed to the allure of Wang Yueheng's songs and became his staunch supporters.
My own self-righteous calculations seem to have fallen into some errors in calculation from the very beginning.
This resulted in the final outcome deviating significantly from one's expectations.
What Zhu Zhiheng found most difficult to understand was...
Just when Wang Yueheng was embroiled in a public opinion crisis, he miraculously cleared his name with the help of a mysterious overseas hacker and organization.
They escaped unharmed.
What even the US government's intelligence agencies couldn't accomplish, they even suffered a backlash and were completely wiped out.
What results can you get if you do it yourself?
"Lingling~"
Just as he was listening to music and lost in thought, the phone on the table rang.
When Zhu Zhiheng took it, he discovered that it was a call from his grandfather himself.
"Hello, Grandpa?"
"Did you need something from me?"
Zhu Zhiheng quickly sat up straight and answered the phone.
"Zhiheng, you've heard about Wang Yueheng's situation, haven't you?"
"I know you really like that girl named Mo Zixue, but for the sake of the Zhu family's interests, I want to advise you to give up this competition with Wang Yueheng..."
"Grandpa has already inquired about it. This kid is indeed a bit strange. He probably has some powerful forces supporting him."
"Even our Zhu family might not be able to afford to offend them."
"Mo Zhongqing's attitude is very clear: he treats Wang Yueheng as his grandson-in-law. If you trip him up, it's the same as tripping up the Mo family. Maybe you should give up and find another excellent girl..."
On the phone, his grandfather, who always doted on him, actually persuaded Zhu Zhiheng to give up his contest with Wang Yueheng.
Their words also revealed a sense of apprehension towards the young artist's mysterious and powerful background.
"I understand, Grandpa. Don't worry, I know what to do."
"We will never allow the family's interests to be harmed."
After listening to his grandfather's warning, Zhu Zhiheng was stunned for a few seconds before responding in a low voice.
After hanging up the phone.
Zhu Zhiheng looked up at Wang Yueheng's performance on the screen again, his expression conflicted and complicated.
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