Please make money.

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……

An and Yumiko crossed their arms and looked at the outdoor idol event outside the TV station.

She had previously taken over all matters related to Johnny's, and naturally devoted herself to the management of the idol factory.

More than half of the artists participating in this idol event are under her.

Of course, to put it more directly, they are all Alia's subordinates.

The reason why Alia has remained popular during this period is because An and Yumiko and their gang are causing trouble behind the scenes.

It is really not easy to create the popularity of an idol, not to mention that Alia has her own popularity, she is more than just an idol.

But these are all empty talk. What’s more important is that Alia has something more profound than simple traffic, something that makes people remember.

Looking at the lively scenes outside the window, An and Yumiko chat with Izumo the evil dog-san.

As the legal director whose notoriety is now known throughout the entire book, Ichiro Kawagen's two major hobbies in life are well known to everyone.

The first is fairness, and the second is to protect Alia's reputation.

Previously, some tabloids fabricated gossip about Alia, and they made it up in a very vivid way, saying that Alia was the mistress of so-and-so.

There was no way to deal with Ichiro Kawagen in court because the ban on his appearance in court had not been lifted.

So he staged a samurai duel with his opponent outside the court and beat him up severely.

Nowadays, his reputation outside is the Izumo Evil Dog, but in the company, he is recognized by everyone as the Izumo Loyal Dog.

He was the only one who was active here, otherwise the Taishi Group would have been chased and bitten half to death by him...

"Have you heard about the young lady's matter?"

"We heard about it, but there's nothing we can do, right?"

"Those issues regarding public opinion are clearly being manipulated by someone with ulterior motives. I've always felt that... what is that?"

Just as Kawagen Ichiro was about to say something practical, he stared at the strange scene outside with wide eyes.

Three different groups of marchers came from three directions.

The first direction is a group of otaku warriors with manly attitudes, wearing plaid shirts, heart-shaped forehead bands, and cheering capes.

They held high various posters of Alia's image, including some images of Aixing Technology's game characters.

Obviously, they are the audience for the films and TV shows that Alia has starred in and the game consoles she has sold.

Although Alia has only made cameo appearances in two special effects films...

But there seem to be too many people, one hundred or two hundred?

The second direction was to the right. This time, there were one third more people than before, nearly three hundred people.

Leading the group were a group of programmers from the gaming industry, some of whom Kawagen Ichiro knew, such as one of the three major studios that wished to remain anonymous.

“…If they don’t work, what are they doing here?”

"I think it's because of that——"

An and Yumiko pointed at the group in the middle, which was also the largest group with more than 500 people.

There were students—lots and lots of students—in their student uniforms.

Huge banners were put up, and these childish students held up various signs in a dignified manner as if they were participating in a festival.

The most significant one, of course, is the photo that swept almost all news awards this year, "The Bravest Mother".

Arya, with her wings broken, was protecting the little girl of their age, looking down at the world with gentle eyes.

It was obvious that this parade was related to some school. There was even a school band that kept playing in the middle, with the euphonium blowing.

The banner on the left is a consolation message: "Come on, Alia, Kasan!"

The banner on the right is a petition that reads "Please come to us!"

If you are misunderstood, don't be sad or cry, just come to us!

Ichiro Kawagen was stunned. This added up to nearly a thousand people, which was almost the same as the expected number of fans who would attend the idol's outdoor festival.

What is this? A bunch of idol fans being grilled by one person's fan club?

There was visible chaos outside the venue, and it was obvious that passers-by who came to the event or fans of certain idols were unaware of what was happening.

Even the idols themselves don’t know—but An and Yumiko can let them know.

An and Yumiko looked at it for a while, then picked up the phone: "I don't know who planned this, but this is something that can be used."

"use?"

"I have been studying the ancient military tactics of Donghuang for a while now. Among the Thirty-Six Stratagems, do you know the Stratagem of Torturing Yourself?"

"I have some impression. It seems like someone mentioned it recently - that is, um, Zhou Yu-san and Huang Gai-san, and... that... whipping?"

"Who did you listen to?"

"It's the new artist over there, the pair of sisters."

"… Contact her less in the future."

"I know, she is the eldest lady's."

"No, she's mentally ill - pathological, no kidding."

An and Yumiko rolled their eyes, then picked up the phone and contacted major media outlets to quickly capture the hot spots.

Of course, the idols under her command cannot be touched, because there is a conflict of interest between Alia and them, and in a sense they are Alia's subordinates.

Letting her subordinates clean up for her only tarnished the eldest lady's reputation.

That's enough for now...

“It seems like those kids really remember who treated them well.”

"Of course I remember. Back then, the drunkard Rose Saint scared everyone. How bad would a demon like that have on society?"

The worse and more terrifying his image is, the more respected Alia is, who represents justice and fights against him to the end.

Part of Alia's National Honor Award is for deep-seated achievements that cannot be made public, involving the White Tower, the black industry chain, and even Xiaguan.

But those that can be made public are enough for everyone to remember - just like when Tianhai people 'besieged' the Aililai supermarket that was suspected of bankruptcy and closure.

The grand petition campaign passed through the submarine optical cables, like a burst of fireworks in the daytime, shining in all directions.

It's sunny in Tianhai today, and there's no news.

……

……

"Dad, are you still reading Alia's news?"

"How many times have I told you that in a company, you are called by your position!"

In the building of TaiShi Group, Chairman Chen was looking quite overwhelmed.

He held up the cigar and blew out a smoke ring, looking a little confused: "Where does this Alia come from?"

"What's your origin?"

"Is she really a dragon crossing the river?"

Alia's response last night, that heart-wrenching 'fuck you' response, still tops the list.

The Taishi Group was in a state of distress. Mr. Chen was a successful and famous man after all. Could he join the other party in cursing?

But when he woke up early this morning, he realized there was a big problem. Many of the channels that could have had some influence or even control over him all declined his instructions.

There are even some partners with both traffic and reputation who simply stopped doing business with him.

He contacted a few genuine big stars and said that they were fine for tea, but when they mentioned Alia, they found excuses to change the subject.

Obviously, he couldn't even find someone to speak for him now.

Weird, so weird—just because of Arya's profit-sharing fund?

Take out 10% of the investment income from your own movie and distribute it to the crew members. There is a lifetime dividend right, and everyone just licks it?

Even if Alia's movie has explosive reputation, quality and box office, and makes 3 billion, she still won't be able to make back her investment!

Even if it doubles! With one third of the box office revenue, if it doubles, she will make 2 billion.

If you take out 10%, that’s only million.

It’s not that the money is not much, but how many people are there in a crew?

It is said that there are nearly 2,000 people in Su Nan's crew. If 200 million yuan is shared among 2,000 people, each person would only get 100,000 yuan.

A lot? Huh? Besides, who would believe that they could get a share of this stuff?

I don't understand. Everyone is just painting big pie in the sky, so why do others think her painting is a bit more delicious?

He held a cigar in his mouth, looked out the window at the sea and sky, and wondered what was wrong.

Then his son poked him: "Dad... look at this..."

Mr. Chen rolled his eyes and was speechless about his son.

With this ability, don't train him to be your successor. Just be a mascot. Have you learned any of your tricks?

I just hold my phone and watch big data and analysis every day. What? Analysis? Bullshit!

In a real business war, people throw dirty water, use clubs to attack others and use time difference. It's all about ruthlessness and cruelty. Who cares about technology?

But after all, he is his son. No matter how annoyed he is, he can't really ignore him.

Mr. Chen shook off the ashes from his cigarette, took the phone and glanced at it: "What?"

"The tenth most searched..." Mr. Chen's voice trembled slightly: "The one that just made the list!"

Mr. Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the bottom: "Growing vegetables in the garden, and being warned by the property management?"

He clicked on it and took a look. What kind of out-of-date celebrity was this? First, he was forced by the court to execute a debtor, and now he revealed that the vegetables he grew were taken away by the property management as garbage.

What the hell? The food is not garbage, you are garbage - how can there be so many hot and non-hot topics? Why not just buy the hot search yourself?

Let’s put it this way, among the top ten hot searches, except for a few political ones and the big ones like Zhou Xiubo, the rest were bought hot searches.

Oh, Alia, she cursed it out, this psychopath...

"Ah? No!" Mr. Chen rushed over: "No.--How come it's seventh?"

He refreshed the page, and immediately the seventh place became the sixth place. He refreshed the page again, and it moved up one more level.

You should know that three of the top four hot searches are now occupied by Alia, and the first one is swearing.

The other three, except for Zhou Xiubo competing on the same stage, are car companies seeking endorsements.

Mr. Chen looked at the trending search that was bouncing up. What did it mean to invite us to our place? Invite what? Treat us?

#Oh Kasan! Please come to us! #

"Oh Kasan what do you mean?"

"In the book, it means mom."

"Call them mom? Who is their mom? Did mom give birth to them?"

Mr. Chen, holding a cigar in his mouth, clicked on the trending search that had already jumped to the second place, and then a video popped up.

His squinting eyes gradually widened, and the cigar in his mouth shook and fell on the table, splashing a few sparks.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!"

"……This is real……"

Mr. Chen stared at the real-time report of the TV station in amazement, and his eyes swept across the first hot search in a daze.

I could even hear Alia's full-throated curse faintly in my ears:

"——Fuck you! !"

"???!!!"

337-Don’t look! Don’t think! Go away!