After losing the horse, the full-level boss was forced to hang up on the hot search

Chapter 296: Quiet as a Chicken
Whoring C!

These two words made the handsome Wu Baibai's face turn pale, and his makeup couldn't cover it.

He clenched his fists tightly and tried his best to restrain himself from trembling, but the stretched veins on the back of his hands still revealed his shock and anger, which made the fans who were about to rush to the stage feel another burst of "heartache"!
The little assistant immediately turned back: "If you retreat behind the scenes, you don't have to live? You don't have to go out to face relatives, friends or even netizens? You don't have to care about your reputation? You won't be able to survive the rest of your life? Can you just abandon work and relationships?"

His series of rhetorical questions directly made the people at the scene speechless.

Yes!

Who would be so stupid to reveal the secrets of a first-line singer in his fan base, isn't this just looking for trouble for himself?

Normal people will naturally feel that this is indeed unreasonable and doubtful.

But there is another kind of person in the world, called the brainless fan!
"Do rich people care about what other people think of them? There are a lot of crap in this world, and you are not living very proudly! If you have the ability, you can use that evidence to prove that you didn't post these, otherwise, you are a crap that hurts others and does not benefit yourself. goods!"

Of course, Yan Fan can't let the other party scold her idol like that, and said angrily: "Who do you think you are, why are you shouting here!"

For the brain-damaged, only his theory is correct in the world, what he says is what he says, and those who contradict him are bad people and cancer, and he should die immediately, preferably with the whole family.

When you scold someone, you must be able to interpret "vicious" and "stupid" vividly: "He is a public figure, and everyone has the right to scold him for making this money! Slut! Bastard! You can scold him! Anyone who loves him All scum! Bitch! Bitch!"

The fans who Yan admired trembled angrily, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, they were unwilling to make themselves look like a shrew with no quality like the other party: "You are talking nonsense, I must sue you!"

The idiot fan couldn't even scold the other party, so he crossed his arms and glanced proudly: "Trash is..."

Xihua took the mobile phone in Li Ying's hand and slapped him in the face step by step: "Looking at your character, you can also know what kind of guy you are following. The logo in the fan's hand is so clear, The rightful owner looked on quite calmly, and he didn't know what kind of mentality he was in. Curse, continue to scold, and I will send you and your rightful owner to be on the hot search later..."

Of course, the brainless fan doesn't allow others to do this, so she rushes forward to call her cell phone.

Xi Hua stepped back, and said with a smile: "This mobile phone is very expensive, it is custom-made, and it costs more than 100 million, which can afford you, but I want to remind you, don't knock my watch, the price is 50 yuan million."

The other party's outstretched hand immediately retracted, his arrogance was suppressed by him, his face was flushed from suffocation, but he only dared to mutter and curse.

Xi Hua glanced at the excited fans.

When excited, rationality will take a backseat, but when those fans meet her condensed gaze, they panic in the bottom of their hearts. They always feel that there is a faint golden light hidden in the depths of her eyes. She is arrogant.

For a while, the noisy scene was silent, only fans in the distance were still jumping excitedly, as if it was the lingering sound of this place.

Director's group: "..." The field control for a long time had no effect at all, and a little girl actually controlled it?
Xi Hua beckoned: "Little assistant."

The little assistant saw that she was not in a hurry at all, she was still so determined, she was so impressed, and when she heard her calling him, she rushed over immediately: "Miss Mu!"

Xihua had filled the huge fan group, there were quite a few red and black numbers.

He warned: "Now follow the facts of the case, those who want to clarify the facts should control their own mouths, and those who want to take advantage of the situation to make trouble also care about their own masters, at worst, let your righteous masters die with us in their admiration." The mobile phone was handed over to the little assistant, "Stand here and continue to take pictures, whoever speaks harshly, give him a close-up shot."

Even fans of the rambunctious type have to hold back the yelling in their throats when they look at that phone.

Xihua slowly stepped onto the stage: "Mr. Wu feels wronged, and we also believe that Yan Qingmu will not do such a thing, so let's go through it in front of so many fans. How did this happen? Is it Yan Mu who broke the news that other people's privacy is harmful to others, or someone took advantage of the chaos of the power outage just now to secretly attack. It is also an explanation to the fans of both parties, so as not to be led by others, and both sides will suffer."

Indifferent and calm eyes fell on Wu Baibai and his manager: "What do you two think?"

Seeing Xihua's intact appearance, the eyes on the stage narrowed slightly, their cold light sharp.

The program producer didn't want this matter to be resolved here, because he had a hunch that something would happen to one of these two artists, and he didn't want the program team to be involved, casting a shadow over the tenth anniversary of the program, so Now he just wants to invite everyone out as soon as possible, and minimize the shadow of the program group in this matter!

Looking at the little girl in front of her with a good temperament and imposing manner, she frowned: "Fans don't make trouble here, the teams of both parties and the brokerage company will resolve this matter, please go down!"

It happened that there was a rehearsal and interview session on the stage, and there was a chair, so Yan Qingmu moved one over for her.

At such a stiff and tense moment, his actions are really speechless: "..."

Xihua glanced over the stage and stared at the face under the red "9", sat down and said, "I am Yan Qingmu's manager."

Mr. He who stared at the red "1" seemed surprised, and blurted out, "Why didn't I know that Xiaoyan changed managers?"

Xihua's indifferent gaze met him, and he smiled slightly: "...and also the new boss of Wenhua Film and Television. I think I am qualified to investigate this matter, and your program team is also obliged to cooperate with the investigation, huh?"

Mr. He was taken aback for a moment, and his heart sank inexplicably.

On and off the stage, everyone who heard her speak was taken aback.

It is such a big deal for Wenhua Film and Television to change the boss, how come they haven't received any news?
The producer immediately winked.

The director understood, and quietly avoided calling to confirm.

Xi Hua was not in a hurry to speak, and waited for them to confirm.

3 minutes.

The producer got the nod of affirmation from the director, so she can only pursue it here.

Yan Qingmu may be able to offend them, no matter how powerful they are, he is just an artist with cultural shares. He may be able to pay dividends in Wenhua, but he must not have decision-making power. After all, Wenhua's shares have always been in the hands of several major shareholders. , I haven't heard of anyone releasing it.

But the boss of Wenhua Film and Television, whether it's the program team or the fans, can't afford to offend him.

Not to mention that there are a lot of first-line artists in their company, the program crew has to be polite to them if they want to have ratings, not to mention that they are one of the largest theater chain operators in the world, accounting for nearly [-]% of the global market share!Those who are in the entertainment industry will only offend Wenhua Film and Television unless their brains grow hairy!
And three of these six artists belonged to Wenhua, and clamoring at this time was really urging their masters to "die together".

The few idiots who yelled the loudest were suddenly as quiet as chickens.

(End of this chapter)