Entertainment: let you down to earth, you go to pick up white jobs

Without Su Meng, what should we do with this show?

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"Hahaha, God help me too!"

In a mansion, Hua Chenyu jumped up excitedly.

Originally, these confrontations had already made him despair.

But now Su Meng committed suicide by himself?

Actually bombarded YangTV Spring Festival Gala?

Hahahaha, I, Hua Chenyu, are indeed the Chosen One, even God is helping me!

He walked around the room excitedly.

He stopped suddenly and said viciously.

"No, since you committed suicide yourself, don't blame me for helping you!"

He grabbed his phone and dialed the agent's number.

"Find the navy right now and beat him to death!"

"This time, he must be unable to turn over!"

Although no name was mentioned, the manager understood.

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"Okay!" Hua Chenyu nodded in satisfaction.

"You are worthy of being my right-hand man, you are like a crouching dragon and a phoenix chick reborn!"

The manager was silent for a while, and suddenly a faint sentence floated over.

"Huahua...Happy New Year, Gong Xi Fa Cai!"

"Uh...Happy New Year!" Hua Chenyu replied subconsciously.

Then the two suddenly fell into silence.

After a long time, the manager finally spoke quietly.

"I heard that Su Meng's "Flash Girl" made a lot of money."

"And he also pulled his broker to invest."

"The broker doesn't know shit, invested 200 million yuan, and returned hundreds of millions!"

"Oh, by the way, I heard that at the end of this year, Xinghai Entertainment's employee benefits are particularly good."

"Pork, rice, corn, sweet potatoes... are all made of whole truckloads..."

"Oh, by the way, there's also Su Meng's little assistant, a girl who just graduated."

"It's been rumored in circles that Su Meng wrapped a 50 red envelope for her little assistant..."

Hua Chenyu was confused.

"No, what exactly are you trying to say?"

The manager was silent for a long time before speaking slowly.

"What I want to say is...you don't seem to give me a red envelope, do you?"

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"Mr. Su, don't worry, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain."

Walking out of Yangshi No. [-] studio hall, Bai Xiaoling comforted him thoughtfully.

Su Meng was confused, pointed to his nose and said.

"No, which eye of yours saw me worried?"

Everyone looked at him and couldn't help crying in their hearts.

In other words, should we say that you have a big heart, or should you say that you are short-hearted?

Such a big thing happened, and you didn't react at all?

Seeing that he comforted the wrong person, Bai Xiaoling was also a little embarrassed, so he quickly changed the subject.

"That...Ms. Su, I'm going home first, and my family is still waiting for me to watch the new year."

"I wish Mr. Su a happy new year, and all wishes come true!"

"Thank you!" Su Meng said seriously.

"I also wish you a happy new year and good luck..."

Bai Xiaoling almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

I'm lucky?No matter how good my luck is, don't I lend it to you?

After giving him two sanitation balls and saying goodbye to the others, he left slowly.

Although the others were very worried, they also pretended to be relaxed and bid farewell to leave one after another.

Su Meng stood at the door of YangTV No. [-] studio hall, and suddenly he laughed.

"Worried about me? Offended Yangshi?"

"Isn't it the popularity value?"

"There are so many ways, who said that I can only gain popularity by relying on TV?"

"You guys... you underestimate a badass..."

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A seemingly ordinary family courtyard.

An ordinary-looking residence.

Bai Xiaoling opened the door and entered, and a circle of people were sitting in the living room watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Seeing her coming in, Mother Bai greeted her with a smile.

"Little Ling, that song of yours is really good!"

"I'm going to be your fan."

A middle-aged man with a resolute face also nodded slightly, and said lightly.

"It's a good song."

When Bai Xiaoling returned home, he immediately let himself go.

Kicking off the shoe, he looked proud.

"Of course, don't you want to see who wrote the song?"

Everyone also laughed dumbfounded.

Mother Bai looked at her, and suddenly smiled.

"It seems that you adore that Su Meng very much. Take the family with you when you have time."

Bai Xiaoling blushed and muttered.

"I won't tell you, I'm looking for grandpa!"

On the sofa, an old man was reading a newspaper, occasionally looking up at the TV.

Bai Xiaoling ran over, took his hand and said coquettishly.

"Grandpa~~~ Did you see me singing?"

The old man seemed to love his granddaughter very much, put down the newspaper and said helplessly.

"Grandpa not only saw your song, but also heard what you said."

He followed Bai Xiaoling's example and said.

"Teacher Su is right. Anyway, I haven't watched the Spring Festival Gala for several years."

"Grandpa~~~" Bai Xiaoling said coquettishly, shaking his hand.

"I'm telling the truth, grandpa, didn't you teach me not to lie?"

The old man is also a little helpless.

"You, it's too worrying. It's Su Meng's business. Why do you have to go through this muddy water?"

Seeing that Bai Xiaoling was still acting like a baby, he shook his head and said calmly.

"What he caused by himself must be resolved by himself!"

Bai Xiaoling suddenly chuckled, his big beautiful eyes bent into two crescent moons...

Chapter 120 Unbelievable Luck, Goodbye Ten Consecutive Grand Slams!

"Su Meng, I beg you not to say a few words."

Duan Jiangping was about to cry.

"Boss, my heart is not very good, so don't torment me."

Su Meng chuckled, but he didn't care at all.

"Boss, what's the big deal? - As for?"

"Isn't it?" Duan Jiangping heard him speak so heartlessly, his whole body was in a bad mood.

"That's Yangshi! You offended Yangshi, which TV station would dare to cooperate with you in the future?"

"Let's not talk about the TV station, now the entire entertainment circle treats you like a snake and a scorpion, and I'm afraid I won't be able to avoid you."

"I've said it all, what else can I do?" Su Meng asked casually.

Duan Jiangping was silent for a while, and finally made up his mind.

"Why don't you avoid the limelight first?"

"Didn't you say you were going to make a movie about dead people last time?"

"It's a big deal... the company pays for it, so you can go and make a movie."

"This time I will be serious about filming. I don't have to be afraid of spending money, and I don't have to be so rushed. I can shoot him for a year or so."

"Oh, by the way, due to technical problems, the follow-up recording time of "Great Star" has not yet been determined."

This is also the news that Duan Jiangping just got.

After repeated discussions, the person in charge of this program group finally made such a decision.

Now that the situation is unclear, I don't dare to offend Yangshi, and I don't want to lose Su Meng's traffic.

Then hold back and wait for the follow-up development.

When Su Meng heard this condition, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and finally became interested.

"Oh? Boss, do you agree with me making a movie?"

"Of course!" Duan Jiangping also praised himself.

As expected of you, what a clever little ghost.

"Anyway, you've made a name for yourself in the film industry now."

"That "Flash Girl" made those theaters both regret and rejoice. Although they played it late, they still drank a lot of broth."

"If you make a movie again, we don't have to worry about distribution."

"That's it." Su Meng was also a little surprised, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Next, do you want to continue making movies?

He didn't forget that he still had the script of "Falling Leaves Return to Roots" in his hand.