"peter?peter?" Shaobaitou woke Wei Shengjin up. "Although the situation is very desperate, we cannot sit still and wait for death. At least we should let the next boss see our performance in dealing with desperate situations. We can lose, but we cannot be incompetent."

"hulk..." Wei Shengjin looked at him with reverence, "How did you...how did you do it? Can you still be so strong at this time?"

"I'm trading stocks." Shao Baitou quietly stroked his white hair, "a stock."

"So that's it, I understand." Wei Sheng and Jin agreed and respected him in awe.

"Okay, I'll deal with the PR rhetoric and media." Shaobaitou had already stood up, "Is it okay for the company's official attitude to be softer, avoid nationalism and emphasize commercial contracts?"

"Do as you said, thank you for your hard work." Wei Shengjin waved his hand and asked again, "Who do you think it is?"

"Combined with the threatening text messages you receive, copywriting level, execution efficiency, and courage..." Shaobaitou said, "It's probably the two people you fear the most."

Wei Shengjin was not surprised by this: "Is it possible to find evidence?"

"You can try it, but you have to use my colleagues who are in Forward Entertainment..."

"Try it, the headquarters is very needed, and our local prosecution target is preferably a company."

"Peter, honestly, I can't get into personal relationships anymore."

"I sign all the PR fees."

"Okay...I'm going to do it."

"Um."

After Shaobai's hair left, the executive immediately said, "Peter, don't give him too much authority."

"Or why would you give it to you?" Wei Shengjin looked at the executives and kept shaking his head, "You have been with me for so many years, and at critical moments, you are completely inferior to him."

"..." The executive's face couldn't help but droop, a little inexplicably frustrated. "peter, he really has a problem..."

"Think about it, if we did what he said at noon and held the artist, would it be different?"

"I don't know, but that might be a deeper trap."

"Stop talking, what you should do is to manage artists well. Every artist can treat them as prisoners and put them under house arrest. It doesn't matter if you confiscate your phone. Don't have any trouble."

“…”

...

At Huanya Artist Apartment, the three of them pulled their suitcases to the gate, and behind them were the trainees of the same period who were given away.

Farewell and look at each other, and the fragrance is mixed.

When they first met, they were all fifteen or sixteen years old, as simple as a cup of white water. They might have a dream of a celebrity, maybe they have artistic fate, or maybe they were just sent by their parents to study in a temporary and more advanced place. This seems something wrong.

In the blink of an eye, it took five years to practice singing, dancing, styling, and plastic surgery. They were packaged like products, their appearance became more and more beautiful and full of day by day, but their hearts became more and more empty and had no place. Sometimes they said "Hello", sometimes they said "Simida", and sometimes they said "Sayunara". They were almost unable to figure out where they were.

Finally, I waited for this day, returned to China and debuted.

Then part.

It is no longer clear between them that it is cooperation, competition, mutual sympathy, or mutual dependence.

If everyone was still a teenager here, if they were afraid that if they shouted "I am Chinese", they would strode forward and follow the steps of the three of them to truly convert to their hometown.

But the one standing here is no longer the boy here.

Dreams are like a big gift box. Every child can see them and desire them, but few people are qualified to open them. On the way to the gift box, the children have grown up long ago. Looking at the big gift box of dreams, it is no longer the same as before.

In five years, they can no longer dream. The only thing they hope for now is career success, reputation, and wallets. Most people are not qualified to receive olive branches from Lu Jian and Wade. They do not know the reliance of these three people. They just think that this is a big bet. They do not have the courage to bear tens of millions of breach of contract fees. At least they will not be too embarrassed to stay in Huanya.

In this strange atmosphere, everyone hugged and said goodbye with a complex mentality.

In the eyes of outsiders, they are idols with red lips and white teeth, bastards who defect to foreign companies, and scum who are obsessed with greed and dream of star dreams. But they are just a bunch of young people in their early 20s and have never seen much about this world. They have been targeted as goods because of their outstanding qualifications since childhood. At that time, they did not know what they would become.

"Let's go..." Lin Fan finally hugged his brother with the best relationship, "Let's go... If you have a chance, you have no problem..."

"Come on..." the boy nodded with striking words, "The company may force us to scold us, I won't."

"I won't retaliate." Lin Fan couldn't help but hug him again, "The company's affairs are up to the company, and we ourselves know it in our hearts."

"Fanfan, what are we..." the boy asked blankly, "I feel like I am more and more like a robot being inputted with instructions. The agent stuffed a word and said something. After a long time, I forgot what I wanted to say."

"Don't hesitate, brother, don't hesitate." Lin Fan put his head on the boy's head, "We are idols, we want to be the perfect man that people expect the most and want the most, and use our faces, our voices, our movements, our language to satisfy them. This is our job."

"What... what about the idol?" The boy also pressed Lin Fan's head, "Do you still remember who you are?"

"Remember, I am your father, you are my son." Lin Fan laughed and patted the boy on the shoulder, "Your father is gone."

"Damn!" the boy wiped his tears and cursed, "I am your father!"

"Hahahaha." Lin Fan laughed and waved his hand to say goodbye to everyone, "If the company arranges you to target me, it doesn't matter. Even if we come, we will be good brothers and sisters all our lives, and we know in our hearts."

Even if the people standing here are idols, they are inevitably instigated by Lin Fan's temperament. They are really an invincible sunny boy.

"Come on Fanfan!"

"I'm doing well and pull me out."

"Sun Pie, you must take safety measures when having sex."

Only then did Lin Fan turn around and catch up with Zhang Qinyi and Wang Miaoling.

"You are so hypocritical." Zhang Qinyi kept shaking her head, "Why are there so much nonsense?"

Lin Fan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "Is it your cold-blooded, okay?"

"Is pink here?" Wang Miaoling asked calmly.

"I didn't see it... I'll look back." Lin Fan was about to turn his head.

"No, don't." Wang Miaoling grabbed him, "It's better to do this. Let's hate each other."

“Uncomprehensible…”

Wang Miaoling looked up and smiled, "Soon, they will not deserve to be with me. Maintaining a relationship with them will drag me down."

Lin Fan looked at Wang Miaoling and sighed: "Miaoling, even if she really thinks so, there is no need to say it."

"I want it, that's what I am. No one likes me. This way, when I harm people, when I steal the show, or when I play tricks, I will not feel burdened." Wang Miaoling turned her head and smiled, "I hate it very much, right?"

"It sounds like, but I can't hate it..."

"Yes." Zhang Qinyi also nodded.

"Of course you won't hate me, and I can't steal the show with you." Wang Miaoling grinned, "Immediately, the 'pure' white lotus here will know how powerful I am."

Lin Fan swallowed and spitted: "It's so terrifying..."
Chapter completed!