Chapter 57 Are there any masters?

Brilliant Entertainment.

In the vice president's office.

Xu Ya had just seen the news about Cai Qinghong's involvement in drugs on her phone. She knocked on the door and came to the office. She looked at Zheng Lei with some surprise in her eyes: "I didn't expect you to be so quick."

"What action?" Zheng Lei, who was looking at the recent ranking data handed over by his secretary, saw Xu Ya coming in. He put down the information and looked at Xu Ya in confusion.

"It's about Cai Qinghong."

"Oh, about this? I just found out about it, and I was just thinking of looking for you." Zheng Lei suddenly realized that the secretary had informed him of this a few minutes ago.

"Looking for me?" Xu Ya was stunned.

"You acted too hastily this time. If I had known, I would not have told you so early." Zheng Lei sighed.

"I was too hasty? What does that mean?" Xu Ya was confused by Zheng Lei's words.

What did she do? Why is she so anxious?

Are you too beautiful?

"Didn't you expose this matter?" Zheng Lei was also stunned when he saw Xu Ya's expression.

"I thought you did it?" Xu Ya was confused.

"what?"

"what?"

A vice president of an entertainment company and a top-tier singing star were staring at each other in front of their desk.

It wasn't you, and it wasn't me, so who the hell did it?

Aren't we villains?

Are there any experts?

Who stole their jobs?
"Don't tell me that this incident with Cai Qinghong has nothing to do with you?" Xu Ya felt it was impossible.

"Why do you think it has something to do with me?"

"Then why did you specifically tell me about Cai Qinghong's involvement in drugs a few days ago?" Xu Ya was puzzled.

Are you the kind of person who would suffocate to death if he didn't tell others some gossip?

"Aren't you telling me just to expose this matter? Because the title song of An Ruo's new album was written by Cai Qinghong. As long as Teacher Cai Qinghong is dragged into the water, An Ruo's new album will be ruined." Xu Ya continued.

Zheng Lei laughed when he heard this.

"why are you laughing?"

"I did intend to make a fuss about this, but I didn't intend to expose it..." Zheng Lei explained, "If I really wanted to target An Ruo's new album, I could just use this as leverage to stop Teacher Cai from writing songs for An Ruo. Why would I expose it?"

It's like you caught someone's handle, and instead of taking the opportunity to control the other person and gain the greatest possible benefit for yourself, you just overturned the table.

Isn't this a fool?

"It really wasn't you? Then who did it?" Xu Ya was curious about this question now.

Is there anyone else who wants to target An Ruo?
"Didn't the notice say that it was reported by a concerned citizen?" Zheng Lei frowned. Although he felt it was a bit strange, maybe it was just a coincidence.

After all, they are the legendary enthusiastic Chaoyang masses.

"It seems that even God is unwilling to help this bitch An Ruo." Xu Ya said sarcastically.

"What a pity! If this matter could have been exposed after Xinghua announced An Ruo and Cai Qinghong's collaboration, it would have been even more fun to watch." Zheng Lei shook his head.

She had just publicized her cooperation with Cai Qinghong, but right after that, he got arrested. If this were the case, An Ruo would probably become a laughing stock in the entire entertainment industry.

"But now An Ruo is in big trouble. Teacher Cai Qinghong is in trouble. I want to see what she will do with the title song of her new album." Xu Ya laughed loudly.

There is only one month left. Without Teacher Cai Qinghong’s excellent songs, how can An Ruo’s new album ensure high quality?
Zheng Lei waved his hand: "Don't worry about An Ruo for now. Since her new album has already started preheating, you can also start preheating your new album. After all, you still want to snipe her." ...

The entertainment industry is in turmoil today, but it has nothing to do with Chu Ze. All he knows now is:
Morning: ○God…cough, no, word is started!

Afternoon: After typing 4,000 words, close Word!

Since the copyright was sold, Chu Ze has started to play badly. In the past, he would occasionally earn 10,000 yuan for the daily reward from Fu Ge, but now...

I am a multi-millionaire and I am still writing for you. I hope you will not be ungrateful.

Just post two chapters as a token of your appreciation.

Some are good enough to look at, why do you need a bicycle?

After eating the takeaway he had just ordered in the evening, Chu Ze returned to his miserable life of ordering takeout every meal since Xia Anruo stopped living here.

Alas, this house can’t do without a woman.

It’s not that I’m addicted to p, but I’m really tired of ordering takeout every day.

Moreover, after such a long time, Chu Ze has missed Xia Anruo’s cooking. It’s not that they are so delicious, of course they are indeed delicious, but who doesn’t like to have a free chef?
I was bored and flipping through videos in front of my computer desk, looking for some good movies to kill time, and I happened to see the latest variety show - "Sounds in My Ears".

Just by looking at the name, you can tell that this must be a music variety show.

Chu Ze used to like watching singing variety shows, such as "The Voice of China" and "I Am a Singer". Unfortunately, ever since he became a failed author, he has no time to write every day, let alone watch variety shows.

The lower-class authors are so miserable. If they are part-time workers, it’s okay. But if they are not part-time workers, they have to try their best just to stay alive and not starve to death. Entertainment is already a luxury.

I have to say that in this respect online writers seem to be similar to singers and actors. Passersby see those platinum-winning writers earning millions or tens of millions in royalties and think that this industry is extremely profitable and that pigs come in with sacks of money. In fact, even dogs would shake their heads when they see this.

What you think of online writers: sitting in front of a computer typing on the keyboard for a few hours and earning millions a month.

In reality, online writers: scratch their heads and work hard to type a day of words, and then live off the guaranteed salary of fifteen hundred yuan a month, crying and saying it’s so good.

Being able to get a guaranteed monthly fee of 1,500 yuan for full attendance has already earned you more than 90% of the authors. If you can earn 3,000 yuan a month from online writing, you can be awarded the title of a big shot in the group of writers who have failed to write.

So I decided to go to the factory and screw screws. Even though food and accommodation are provided, at least there are factory girls to look after me.

After all, not everyone is like Tu Dou, a natural born writer of online literature.

If you have some idea, you're just a loser.

When Chu Ze clicked on the variety show, he saw the latest preview of the latest episode: "An Ruo PK Chen Yao, singing "Legend" again to shock the audience, a showdown between a veteran singer and a new popular singer!"

I originally wanted to start from the first issue, but I have to admit that the title is very attractive to Chu Ze.

Woman, you managed to get my attention.

This variety show invites ten singers to be divided into two teams, red and blue, and they compete against each other to see which team has more winners. In each episode, each team can invite a guest as external aid.

Xia Anruo appeared as the foreign aid invited by the Red Team in the latest episode.

I have to say that Xia Anruo is indeed very popular. As soon as she appeared on the stage, the barrage was filled with people calling her "wife".

Chu Ze naturally despised this kind of fan circle behavior...

You're crazy, are all pretty girls your wives?
This kind of wife's barrage of comments has been flooding the screen for a long time, blocking the screen and affecting the viewing experience too much. Chu Ze just wants to type angrily, "Wife, your mother, can the fan circle stop it?"

Just after typing the word "wife", he heard a sudden knock on the door downstairs. Chu Ze was startled and his hand shook and he pressed the enter key...

Then I saw the barrage of the word "wife" that I had typed was sent out.

Ah this...

It hasn't been finished yet, why has it been sent out?
Oh, doesn’t this show that you are an accurate shooter?

Cough cough cough, the channel is off, the channel is off.

But since it’s been sent, it should be okay…right?

(End of this chapter)