don't call me singer

Chapter 962 News of the New Shipwreck
The turmoil in the entertainment industry is always noisy. After Fu Wenyao's "canteen interview" was released, there was a lot of discussion on the Internet.

If someone else said such a thing, they would probably be sprayed to death.

However, Fu Wenyao, the crown prince of Dongyuan University and one of the largest private enterprises in China, does not seem to be exaggerating in saying such words.

After all, not to mention Yu Wenhong, the manager of the artist department of Feixian Media, Feixian Media, which has already sat on the throne of the largest media company in China, is nothing compared to a behemoth like Dening Group.

Yu Wenhong was indeed far away from Fu Zhongliang's level. In the entertainment circle, he was fine with calling the shots of small stars, but if he wanted to show his teeth and claws in front of higher-level people, he would be taught how to behave in minutes.

The status of Gu Xiaobai and Fu Wenyao in the entertainment industry is actually aloof.

Gu Xiaobai is first a scientist, an artist, and then an entertainer.

Fu Wenyao is a big investor first, heir to the super rich, and then an artist.

They are based on a level that Yu Wenhong can't even stand on tiptoe, and they can completely ignore the various unspoken rules of the entertainment industry.

Of course, Yu Wenhong, who was directly commented by Fu Wenyao as "not good enough or poor in mathematics", was very upset.

Fu Wenyao said that she didn't reach the level of her father Fu Zhongliang, so she didn't dare to say nonsense.

But why do you say that Hao Fanbai is a high-level dog?
Isn't he just a broker?
If I were Xiaobai's manager, I would definitely do a better job than this dog!
Continue to intensify, and spray Hao Fanbai if you have nothing to do.

Many people think that Yu Wenhong is touching porcelain, and only in this way can he continue to create heat and connect himself with another person.

Only real people in the industry can understand that Yu Wenhong is really not Pengci, and her resentment towards Hao Fanbai is really deep...

Netizens are more interested in...

"How on earth did Uncle Hao feel sorry for Yu Wenhong? Could it be that he abandoned him at the beginning and then..."

"I feel that Uncle Hao is a modest gentleman, not like this kind of person..."

"Pfft, humble gentleman, Uncle Hao was not like this before he and Xiaobai, but before that..."

"At that time, he wasn't actually considered a bad person. He was just thinking about his artists. Uncle Hao doted on artists. If Brother Dong was under Uncle Hao, Brother Dong and Xiaobai would definitely take turns sitting at the top of the business list. It's someone else's turn..."

"So what happened to Uncle Hao and Aunt Yu?"

Netizens have already imagined a bloody drama.

Bai Yunian, who is in the entertainment circle, is expected to continue acting for many years to come, jumping out from time to time to add a little bit of talk to everyone.

But no matter what Yu Wenhong did, Hao Fanbo didn't bother to respond.

After dealing with Dongyuan University, Gu Xiaobai has already flown directly to the South China Sea. The second stop of Gu Xiaobai's sea tour is about to begin.

On South China Sea Island, a certain port, a small ship was quietly docking at a corner of the port.

This ship seems to be some kind of engineering ship with grabs, cranes and other equipment.

On the pier, several crew members were smoking and chatting on the shore while watching the ship resupply.

"Hey, what are you talking about, no one informed us, so it's settled."

"I have been driving a boat for 20 years, and it will be privately owned in the future. Do I want to call someone else's boss?"

"That's not it... I heard that the new boss is just a brat and a celebrity singer... What do they know about archaeology?"

"It's not personal, but I heard that the boss is only 17 years old, not as old as my son..."

Several people spoke, and suddenly sighed.

I always feel that there is nothing going on these days.

These people, because of their occupations, spend at least 360 days at sea 300 days a year, and not all ships have the financial resources of Gu Xiaobai, who can let people surf the Internet casually.

In addition, the work at sea is actually heavy and boring. For ordinary people, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to live a life of watching Douyin and watching videos every day.

Once drifting on the sea and leaving the coverage area of ​​mobile signals, they seem to have returned to the last century, accompanied by only the endless sea and their companions.

Drifting at sea for a long time, in a closed environment, over time, they have already become relatively alienated from the world, as if living in their own world.

Gu Xiaobai, who is desperately trying to make a sense of existence in the circle of ordinary people, is still a stranger in their circle who has only heard of the name, or even never heard of the name.

Moreover, the sudden change made them, who had been accustomed to the same life, feel an unspeakable sense of uneasiness and rejection.

They resist any change, good or bad.

While the few people were chatting, a fisherman came over, looked at them with some hesitation, and then whispered: "You... are you here to dig up the sunken ship?"

This man is about 50 years old, with a dark complexion and a typical appearance of the Li nationality. He is dressed like a fisherman and has a strong fishy smell on his body.

One of the crew members frowned and said, "I'm from the archaeological team, what can you do?"

As a member of the underwater archaeological team, in fact, many times, if you want to find clues, you have to rely on local fishermen and divers.

Just as the archaeologist said something, a middle-aged man next to him grabbed him and said in a low voice, "Don't pay attention to him, this guy is crazy..."

The archaeologists froze for a moment.

"This guy has been talking about a sunken ship in the sea since 20 years ago. We believed him before and followed him in the sea for several months, but Mao didn't find it... Later, when he saw us, he came to haunt us. We were all scared He..." The middle-aged crew member whispered.

Hearing what the middle-aged crew member said, the young archaeologists hesitated.

The fisherman actually heard it too, and opened his mouth to refute, but he didn't know what to say. He twisted his hands together, his joints clicked, and said, "I know, I really know, I really found it! This time I really found it..."

"Uh..." Seeing that the fisherman looked crazy, the archaeologists were also a little scared. He took a few steps back, turned his head to look, and said, "I... I'll go get something from the boat..."

At this moment, a voice came from the side: "The ship you mentioned, can you tell me about it?"

Several people turned their heads and saw a young man wearing a mask, sunglasses, and peaked cap standing not far away.

I don't know why, even though the cover is so tight, this boy still gives people a feeling of being handsome and shining.

Looking up at the tall boy, the fisherman subconsciously took a few steps back.

The few people next to him looked over naturally, as if this young man was born to be the center of everyone's eyes, and once the eyes fell on him, they would be glued to him.

"The boat was just south of Nanhuai Reef, less than 30 kilometers away. I found it, and I found it!" The fisherman subconsciously reached out, trying to grab the boy's hand, but retracted it. Rub hard.

"There...we can't go there..." A crew member thought about the location mentioned by the fishermen and shook his head.

"Why?" the boy asked.

"Because that's Vietnamese waters."

(End of this chapter)