My boy group debuted to go bankrupt

04.

Ye Nanzhong knew that Yingcheng's business ability was poor, but he didn't expect it to be this bad.

"What did you say?" Ye Nanzhong received the call half a month later, and sat up abruptly from the bed, thinking that he had not sobered up from a hangover and misheard.

Ying Cheng's tone was awkward, his voice was almost inaudible, "Xiao Zhong, my fault, I didn't expect Uncle and the others to do such a terrible job, and they didn't intend to leave us a way out."

"The program planning has been done long ago, and the venue has also been set up. There are only a few days left before the recording. As a result, all the participating film and television companies broke the contract, and all the people who agreed to go back. My phone is broken, really , I have never begged so much in my life, but there are only a few amateurs left, enough to be ranked in the top 32." Yingcheng laughed at himself.

Ye Nan rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and soon understood what was going on.

The talent show is actually a capital game of multiple media companies. There are all kinds of shady scenes, all of which are unspoken rules in the industry. Few amateurs with no background and no capital can stand out.

However, this time has not yet reached the scene of flourishing variety shows and talent shows in later generations, and buying and selling tickets is not so arrogant.

After all, Ying Cheng is a child of the Ying family, and the program funds are sufficient. Regardless of whether it will be prosperous or not, he will contact the film and television company in person. No matter how bad the program planning is, no one will refute the face of Young Master Ying. That's all, it doesn't matter if you don't make your debut, it's just a favor.

Yingcheng did go smoothly in the early stage, knowing that the Lu family made a move.

Since ancient times, the people have not fought with the officials, but in any company, there are always some dirty things that can't be put on the table, not to mention the entertainment circle that is fishing for oil and water. Just a name from the top is enough to drink a pot.

Offend the Lu family, or offend a Young Master Ying?Even if it was Ye Nanzhong, he would not choose Yingcheng against his conscience.

He pinched his neck helplessly, made himself a cup of coffee to refresh himself, and comforted Ying Cheng who was opposite him, "Let me try it, it depends on luck if I succeed."

"Yeah." Ying Cheng replied lazily, and hung up the phone in a muffled voice.

Although Ye Nanzhong wished that this investment would fail, as a good friend of Yingcheng, he still tried his best to solve this matter.

In fact, it is not difficult. After all, the Lu family is an official family. No matter how small it is, it will become a handle. In fact, at most it is intimidating. It is impossible to kill all companies. If he dares to do it, the superior The first to make trouble.

The reason why those film and television companies cooperate so much is that their interests are not reliable.

Ye Nanzhong contacted his acquaintances, but in the end, only Mr. Ran had the courage to borrow a group of trainees.Ye's projects have a lot of investment, but after all, they do not involve the entertainment industry, and their connections in this area are weak.

And to be honest, this show was fake and shoddy from the beginning to the end. He is a businessman with a little conscience, and he really couldn't bear to use false benefits to deceive people into joining the group.

You can only save the country with curves, and entrust Mr. Ran.

Mr. Ran laughed wantonly, and teased, "Xiao Yedong himself is so good-looking, and if he makes his debut, he should just do it himself."

Ye Nan moved his mind slightly, and the system suddenly popped up, like a charlatan: [Young man, do you have a dream? 】

"..." Ye Nanzhong's heart that was ready to move was suddenly pushed back.

He spent a few days trying to borrow money, but he still didn't have enough people. Yingcheng was in a hurry and took Lu Ying directly to his house.

"Brother, is it going to work? I have contacted the equipment and venues early on, and every day is money. If it drags on, the investment will be spent before the show starts!"

Lu Ying, whose skin was tender and white, immediately lowered her eyebrows, sniffed, "It's all my fault."

Ye Nan nodded his head, and said without pity at all, "This matter is indeed done by the Lu family."

Yingcheng's little cousin was obviously born in a military family, but his personality is soft like a little girl, but he is quite strong inside, but he is prone to red eyes.

At this moment, Lu Ying was sitting there with red eyes, obediently lowering her head and not making a sound.

In the end, Yingcheng was helpless, worried that the money invested by his good brother would be in vain, so he simply called out all his think tanks, and a group of people gathered in the KTV, crying ghosts and howling while coming up with ideas.

Yingcheng is bold and easy to make friends, and has formed a circle that includes the entire second generation, but most of the people who can come to this kind of place are those who only take money for food, drink and fun.

Ye Nanzhong used to belong to this circle, and after inheriting Ye's family, he seldom got together with him again. Now, seeing the familiar young masters pointing out Jiangshan, he couldn't help but smile while feeling emotional in his heart.

The rich second generations who don't need to inherit the throne don't have so many twists and turns. Seeing Ye Nanzhong, who hadn't seen him for a long time, come up to toast, pat him on the shoulder and call him good brother, and deliberately avoid mentioning the Ye family's matter, so as not to poke him. Where he is sad.

As far as Ye Nanzhong is concerned, 15 years have passed since this incident, and what should be sad and sad is over long ago, but it does not prevent him from accepting this kindness.

Seeing everyone's perfunctory attitude, Ying Cheng turned off the music in dissatisfaction, and called people over to form a circle, "Help me figure out a way, this show can't be pornographic, there's Xiao Zhong with a hundred million in it."

"Fucking [-] million? Brother Ye is amazing!" The rich second generation present were not short of money, but almost none of them could spend [-] million at a time.

It's a kindness for the family not to break their legs for such a mess.

Seeing that the topic was about to go wrong again, Ying Cheng slapped his hands twice, "If you don't use your brains anymore, this [-] million will be in vain, and the awesome Brother Ye will become an idiot!"

Ye Nanzhong: "..."

The rich second generation developed a wealth of whimsical ideas, and even pretended to kidnap Lu Ying and threaten Lu's family. Ying Cheng, who was in a hurry to go to the doctor, immediately called his uncle.

Before Lu Ying's father got angry, Ying's father who went back to his mother's house with his daughter-in-law blew up first, and was so angry that he said, "Well, you little bastard, try your best to hurt, just wait, I'll go home now, don't you?" Beat you out of shit, I will take your surname!"

Ying Cheng's mouth was quicker than his brain, and he retorted subconsciously, "You and I have the same surname Ying, you are not sincere at all!"

Ye Nanzhong: "..." He looked at his brother with admiration, thinking that he was not beaten to death at such a young age, which proved that Ying's father really loves his father like a mountain.

Yingcheng reacted, before the choked father over there had an attack, he was so frightened that he hung up the phone and threw the phone far away.

"... To a certain extent, brother, you are also quite awesome." Lu Ying's face turned red and then pale, and looked at his head with sympathy.

Yingcheng didn't understand what his cousin meant, so he wiped his face, glared at the person who had just come up with a bad idea, and pulled Ye Nanzhong to sit next to him, "Brother Chong, it's all your money, can you Don't just sit there and watch the show? Hurry up and come up with an idea."

Ye Nan patted him on the shoulder again, and said in relief, "It's okay, this time not only the Lu family is going to kill you, but your own father is also going to kill you, be strong."

Yingcheng: "..."

The scene became bleak for a while, and someone suddenly said, "Oh, how many people are you short of? Why don't you let Brother Ye come in? He was admitted by Huadian just because of his looks, and he is much better-looking than many celebrities."

Ye Nanzhong was taken aback for a moment, and the room echoed one after another.

Someone else winked and said with a smile, "If it weren't for Xiaoye, I can't afford to offend, I would have done it long ago."

Ying Cheng's expression changed, he looked at the speaker seriously, and warned, "Chen Chuang, if you talk nonsense again, get the hell out of here."

"Hey, I'm just complimenting people. I don't mean anything else." Chen Chuang is a tall Shamat, with a strand of hair dyed red on his forehead. He raised his glass, "I'm sorry, Brother Ye, how about I punish myself with three cups?"

Ye Nan took another look at him, but he had an impression of this man.

Mrs. Chen Jiaji's son was the third son. Mr. Chen passed away a year ago. Now Mrs. Chen Jiayuan's two sons are in charge of the family. His position is quite embarrassing. If Ye Nanzhong remembers correctly, he will go abroad at the end of this year.

Later, when he learned of Ye's situation, he also gave Ye Nanzhong a sum of money, not much, a few million, but at the time when everyone was in danger, it was a rare performance.

Ye Nanzhong raised his glass and smiled at the thought, not paying attention to the other party's nonsense.

Chen Chuang was taken aback for a moment, and soon squinted his eyes and smiled again, just walked a little closer, and sat down on the armrest of the single sofa at the foot of Yingcheng, "Honestly, Xiaoye, don't you really think about it?"

Ye Nan looked at him again, "What do you mean?"

"Don't pretend you don't understand, who is the first in grade fooling?" Chen Chuang smiled, put the cup on the coffee table casually, and said in a serious tone, "Isn't the quota still short? If you go, I will join number."

……

Ye Nanzhong regretted it very much, really regretted it, he shouldn't have agreed to Chen Chuang's proposal.

After the number of people was settled, Yingcheng hurried back to work overtime, and the first episode of the online variety show officially named "Little Superstar" started.

Ye Nanzhong thought he was just making up the numbers, and had no intention of leaving the country at all. He drove his most low-key car to the TV station, and then looked around, and there was a lot of luxurious and cool sports cars in the open-air parking lot.

The colors are as colorful as a rainbow, and the body is shiny and hidden from people's eyes. There is no most coquettish style, only more coquettish style.

You don't need to look to know which guys belong to it.

Ye Nanzhong: "..." I really want to go home.

He got out of the car with a spread face, walked two steps and then went back to take out the sunglasses from the rack and put them on, so as to be prepared.

Yingcheng found a relationship and borrowed the venue of the city TV station. Along the way, Ye Nanzhong found that several cameras outside were shooting at one place. The group of people should have come together. They were all wearing famous brands, and they were all shiny.

Ye Nanzhong stopped, took off his sunglasses slightly, took a look, and was immediately blinded by the pile of clothes piled up with money. This group of people even made a special appointment to have their hairstyles done together. They were all fine, but they all became colorful killers. .

Chen Chuang is quite good, he only loves highlights, and there are a few strands of rainbow mixed in his black hair.

Ye Nanzhong: "..."

Without saying a word, he put on his sunglasses, and without squinting, he quickened his pace and ran towards the TV station.

As soon as I entered, I met a beaming Yingcheng.

Ying Cheng grabbed his shoulders and took him away, "Brother, let's go, I specially contacted the camera to take more pictures outside, let's show up more, and strive for an explosion!"

Ye Nanzhong: "..."

The author has something to say: as long as I stop writing in time, classmate Yingcheng will not be beaten to death.