Aesthetics of Violence [Entertainment]

For the fans of Qianli Entertainment's other artists, Hertz is simply their idol's reborn parents and savior.

After all, if Hertz succeeds in acquiring Qianli Entertainment, no matter how their idols were doing before, they will now have an equal starting line, and they may even have a higher starting point than before.

Regarding the acquisition, gossip spread rapidly, some telling the truth and some telling lies, but it took only a day or two before Hertz confirmed the fact: Yes, Qianli Entertainment is a mess , we accepted.

However, the inside story of Hertz's internal communication is slightly different from the announcement of the outside world.After going through many people, by the time it reached Ge Qiao's ears, it had already become a vivid anecdote with strong storytelling.

That day, Ge Qiao heard someone talking from the elevator.

One of them poked the arm of his friend next to him and said, "Did you see that just now? Yangli came to find Boss Ma to sign the contract in person. It's only been a few days since I saw him. He's so skinny!"

Another person pressed the button for the sixth floor, leaned sideways on the inner wall of the elevator, tilted his head and lazily echoed: "I heard that Boss Ma has acquired many small companies during this time, Xingyue Entertainment is also talking about merger optimization recently, It seems that several big companies are planning to engage in monopoly.”

"Thousands of Miles Entertainment is considered one of the big companies, right? If there hadn't been such a trouble, maybe they are busy with mergers and acquisitions right now?"

"That is to say, such a beautiful person, suddenly such a big incident happened, the world is unpredictable..."

"Can't you figure it out? It's clear that someone is messing with him!"

"No way, the fans of the little idol in their company are quite fierce, they can make such a big fuss, and the National Taxation Bureau has named them as praises, so there can be fakes?"

"Hey, there is indeed a reason for this, but how big waves can be stirred up by those children alone, the scary thing is the invisible people behind..."

"for example?"

Speaking of this, the voice of the first person who spoke suddenly sank, and approached mysteriously: "For example..." Suddenly he hooked his shoulders and forcibly lowered his friend's back, "If I can give you an example, then it's still called What 'invisible man'?!"

The elevator dinged, and the two of them walked out talking and laughing, Ge Qiao was left alone in the door, but when he thought that he was one of the "invisible people" they said, he suddenly felt a little depressed subtle.When passing through the corridor on the tenth floor, the corners of his mouth were raised.

Qianli Entertainment stumbled, no matter whether it has anything to do with him or not, it is still a big deal. When passing by the office area in the hall, Ge Qiao heard Zheng Xixi and the others discussing it, clicking their tongues one after another, with deliberate and exaggerated sympathy, but why? It doesn't feel sincere, but it's more like gloating.

Fu Cheng's face was full of mystery, but his volume was not weakened by that layer of mystery. When Ge Qiao walked over, he happened to hear him saying: "... Boss Ma has made a lot of money this time! I heard that these two Among the four companies that Yue bought, Qianli Entertainment had the cheapest asking price, as if he was afraid that Boss Ma would suddenly regret not wanting it, and it is really humble to be involved in this kind of business..."

"How cheap can it be to buy such a big company?"

"Isn't it the same as the monthly pocket money of Boss Ma's granddaughter?"

After a strange silence, the questioner involuntarily let out an exclamation: "... day..." The life of the wicked rich.

Ge Qiao had just walked to the door of the office, stopped in his footsteps and backed away, stood beside Zheng Xixi, knocked on the table twice, and asked, "Did you see Tieping and the others at the premiere last night?"

As soon as Zheng Xixi was asked about something serious, she sat upright and nodded solemnly: "I have seen it."

Ge Qiao then asked, "How was the chat?"

Zheng Xixi thought about it for a while, and talked to Ge Qiao about the process last night: "First, we exchanged business cards. After Mr. Tie knew that I belonged to you, he took special care of me and arranged to sit in the middle of the front row. Gave me the chance to be the first question at the press conference."

Ge Qiao frowned slightly, Zheng Xixi didn't understand that, so he dared to accept it openly, but it was a big favor.At the premiere, there were many real newspaper reporters and new media reporters. Zheng Xixi's identity was just a media representative sent by the leading actor's agency. Whether she was sitting in the middle or asking the first question, she was affected. Useless top hat.

But for Tieping, this is an excellent opportunity to build a new relationship with Hertz Entertainment.Ge Qiao had to be convinced. Tieping not only saw Hertz's future ambitions and pattern, but also recognized Zheng Xixi at a glance as the next head of the media department of this "big fat".

Although his heart is clear, it is by no means a bad thing to have a good relationship with Tie Ping.Back then, Ge Qiao and Tieping's fate also began at a media party. That day, Tieping blocked three glasses of wine and at least three bosses for Ge Qiao who was at a loss, even if it was just out of business friendship. But to be able to do this, how can it be said that there is no sincerity?

"Good performance," Ge Qiao took out his phone and tapped the screen a few times, "I'll add you to a editor-in-chief group in a while, which are all media editors who have a cooperative relationship with Hertz, and you can learn a lot of information from here."

Zheng Xixi didn't move.

Ge Qiao continued calmly: "The group is all my own people. It's not a bad thing to study with those teachers. Xiaoyuan is also in the group. I will go on vacation soon. If something happens and I don't have time to reply, you have the right to be a teacher." It's to help Madoka."

Zheng Xixi took out her mobile phone after a long time. She secretly raised her eyes to look at Ge Qiao, hesitated to speak, opened her mouth, clicked on WeChat, and saw a new group popped up, with about sixty people, Ge Qiao Qiao tapped on the screen and sent a message, "Welcome our Zheng Xixi to join the ranks of bald and bald liver!" After a while, a series of replies of "holding the forehead and smiling bitterly" followed.

Tie Ping also came out to cheer: "Welcome, welcome, is that the little girl I met last night?"

Ge Qiao: "Yes, that's her. She is young and has potential, and she has to be taken care of by all the teachers!"

Tie Ping replied: "Young people are awesome! Last night's performance was really good, neither humble nor overbearing, very calm. I think when I met Xiaoge, I was about the same age as Xixi, and I was still a young boy hahaha!"

Ge Qiao: "What about now?"

Tieping quickly typed out three words: "Old slippery man!"

Ge Qiao stared at the phone screen and smiled, then raised his head and explained to Zheng Xixi: "Group nicknames are media names plus names, you can get acquainted with them when you have time, and you will inevitably have to deal with them more in the future. In addition, there are several newspapers and magazines There may be two people, one is the editor-in-chief and the other is an assistant. If you have any problems, you should contact the assistant instead of the editor-in-chief. They are very tough people, and you may not be able to handle it.”

Zheng Xixi didn't even bother to hide it, and stared at Ge Qiao suspiciously.

Ge Qiao was stared at uncomfortably: "What's wrong? What kind of expression is this?"

"Brother Qiao, you're in a bit of a hurry." Zheng Xixi's words came out of nowhere.

Ge Qiao was startled.

"Is it because of Ah Qing?" Zheng Xixi asked again.

Ge Qiao shook his head: "No." As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he had answered the wrong words, but he didn't expect that the moment of panic caused by this name would make him fall into Zheng Xixi's trap.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Xixi would not continue this topic. She just kept her eyes on Ge Qiao's eyebrows and the corners of her mouth for two seconds, then lowered her head and typed a sentence: "Hello, teachers, my name is Zheng Xixi, and I am the second and third of Hertz's media department. The team leader, it is a great honor to meet all the teachers, please take care of me!!"

After sending, she raised her eyes and asked Ge Qiao: "Brother Qiao, which teacher should I get closer to in the future? Teacher Tie is really nice, but I still feel that getting along with him is a bit difficult. I want to practice again..."

Ge Qiao pointed out the names of several editor-in-chiefs for her, and they were all very good people after getting along with each other for so many years.

"Thank you, Big Joe."

He was absent-minded, and worried that this sensitive and delicate little girl would ask something else that he hadn't figured out yet, so he explained some trivial things, and hurried into his office.

The door closed, and Zheng Xixi's straight-line question suddenly rang in his ears: "Is it because of Ah Qing?"

With this sentence, Ge Qiao seemed to understand some problems in an instant, and then confused some problems.

After Kong Qingshan's funeral was over, the media tried their best to obtain his autopsy report, but they only communicated with each other in the circle, and no one needed to come forward to exert pressure. No one dared to expose this paper to the outside world.

It was a hideous and hot iron from hell, and anyone who touched it would burn a hole in his body.

Kong Qingshan's body hides too many secrets.The long-term use of sleeping pills and antidepressants has already had huge side effects on his body. Besides, the most unbelievable but horrifying test results are penetrating urethral injuries, and some related to the lower/body Related unspeakable diseases.However, these seem not to be the main points. In the end, the decisive reason for the collective silence of this group of media people who have always joined in the fun and never minded the big things is that——Kong Qingshan’s blood was found to be profuse, and the DNA of many people was found in his body. , and these DNAs seem to have flown from outside the sky, and it is impossible to tell where they belong.

That young man with a gentle smile like a flower is actually welcoming death with such a dilapidated body.

This group of silent media people is not out of awe, not out of sympathy, what that piece of paper brings to them is endless fear.

Fear that they themselves will be the last to know, fear that the group of people who made this broken body, fear that there is such a complete adultery in the world full of wonders.

Those dark stories that Ge Qiao had avoided, or turned a blind eye to, showed his cards in this way. They didn't seem to leave him any choice, but from a long, long time ago, silently and slowly Step by step, he led him into the game.

Looking at it now, is Mingzhe's strategy of protecting himself still useful?Of course, these secrets can sink to the bottom of the sea with Kong Qingshan's ashes, and those high-ranking people who can't even save the DNA bank will of course guarantee that there will be no waves to rediscover them. When everyone has forgotten Kong Qingshan, Everyone's life is still the same, like today, yesterday, the day before yesterday, but... Ge Qiao was confused, he thought of this "but" in his mind, but he really couldn't remember that the word "but" should be filled in afterwards words.

He just thought that if he didn't do something, maybe nobody else would.Ge Qiao didn't want to be a martyr. Thousands of people risked their lives to accomplish something. This is called a martyr. But if he was the only one sacrificed, it would be like moths to the flame at best.He doesn't have the strength to be a hero.Ge Qiao just set another hurdle in his heart, whether to do it or not, with one foot in and the other outside, he was hesitating.

But he wasn't too scared, Zhong Mingcan said that he would always be with him.

At this time, Zhong Mingcan was moving a large cardboard box out of the apartment in the western-style building, which contained half a box of books, and on it were three dolls, one pink and one blue, two elephants, and a brown little bear.The elephant's trunk protruded from the lid of the box, and it happened to be placed in an "X" shape.

On a rainy day, Ge Qiao officially moved out of Shen Yan's building.

Ge Qiao has only one family left in Pingjing from then on.

Ge Qiao followed behind Zhong Mingcan. He also carried a cardboard box with some sundries, which was much lighter than the one in Zhong Mingcan's hand.

The pattering rain soaked the skin of the cardboard box, and also knocked on Ge Qiao's head. He suddenly told Zhong Mingcan: "A friend wants to invite me to join the risk management team he founded, and he will bid for some...big clients."

Ge Qiao met the legendary most outstanding psychologist in Pingjing City at the funeral of Kong Qingshan. Boss Ma invited him to be a psychological consultant for Hertz Company for three years. Unexpectedly, Dou Ji turned out to be Kong Qingshan's uncle. His only relative.

Dou Ji responded lightly to the surprise in Ge Qiao's eyes: "It's surprising, isn't it? Shanzi never mentions me outside."

Kong Qingshan’s funeral was very deserted. There was a funeral in front of reporters and cameras before. Lucifer members, Grimm members, managers, fans, colleagues, and industry friends all attended. Everyone looked sad. If their tears could be turned into Mingbi, then Kong Qingshan would definitely be rich in another world.But the real funeral banned journalists from entering.

"Shanzai's mother died of illness two years ago. I always hoped that he could live with me, but Shanzai didn't want to," said Dou Ji, who has an extremely bland and cold skin, a typical southern face with soft lines and facial features. Exquisite and beautiful, but always expressionless.Even though he was wearing a heavy suit, he could still see his lean figure. His complexion was pale to blue under the headlights, and he looked bloodless, but surprisingly, he didn't look sick.He was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses that shone with metallic luster, but compared with the light in his eyes, the light in his pupils was even brighter, and an unintentional look at each other can shake people's hearts, and it's easy Can control that person's internal organs, limbs and bones.When Dou Ji said this, the corners of his mouth curled into an arc, and he couldn't be sure if it was a smile. All in all, it was a different expression from before, "He is very resistant to my profession."

Ge Qiao remained silent, staggered his direct gaze like a laser beam, but inadvertently landed on the black and white portrait of Kong Qingshan pointing at two dimples and smiling sweetly, only to find it more dazzling, he simply closed his eyes , Waited for a few more seconds before mustering up the courage to meet Dou Ji's eyes again.

"Did you know that he lives alone in a rented house?"

"I don't know, he told me that he has been living in the dormitory."

Ge Qiao actually wants to ask a lot of questions, such as "Do you know who pays his rent?", such as "Do you know who he is with?", such as "When was the last time you saw him?" ?”, such as “Does Kong Qingshan know that his mother has passed away for two years?”.But because of the sentence "I don't know", all these questions were blocked in his mind, and he didn't need to open his mouth to find the next clue, everything was solved easily.

Kong Qingshan was always sober, soberly lied, soberly allowed others to invade, soberly bid farewell, and soberly left.What a ruthless person, it hurts to look at him.Maybe it would make sense to change the word to "numb"... well, that would seem to hurt more.

Zhong Mingcan put the cardboard box into the trunk, turned around and took the cardboard box from Ge Qiao's hand: "What did he tell you? Tell me specifically."

"He..." paused, as if he still felt a little unbelievable when recalling the scene at the funeral, "He didn't say anything, he just told me a fairy tale."

Dou Ji's voice is as gentle as jade, but without losing the sense of power, it unconsciously attracts the listener's attention.

"One day, an angel came to a village. He fell in love with this land at a glance. There are green mountains and green waters, singing birds and fragrant flowers. He chose to stay and live with the villagers. But the villagers here are not yet enlightened. , the angel taught them weaving and farming, reading and writing, etiquette and shame, and the principles of love and being loved. They were ordinary and content. Later, the devil attacked the village, and the angel led the whole village to resist the attack. Unfortunately, he died in a face-to-face confrontation. Although the villagers were brave, they lost their leader after all and were no longer the opponent of the devil. In this way, the devil took his ghosts and monsters to occupy the entire village. One night, the people full of love and friendship The human village has become a ruthless purgatory. Those ghosts and snakes drive the human slaves to work day and night, and the human beings are miserable. One year has passed, three years have passed, and another five years have passed. Because of the diligence of the human slaves, this village has become People outside are envious of the villagers who live here, and they want to come here to share a share of the pie, and more and more people enter the village, and the village is getting bigger and bigger." Having said this, he stopped .

Ge Qiao is still waiting for him to continue telling the ending of the story.

Seeing Ge Qiao's gradually puzzled expression, Dou Ji suddenly laughed softly, this was the second expression that appeared on his face, and when he spoke again, it was a matter of course: "I'm done. Angels are useless, devils cover the sky with one hand, what do you think? How did it end?"

Ge Qiao also asked Zhong Mingcan the same question: "What do you think of this ending?"

After hearing the story, Zhong Mingcan had already sat in the cab. He thought about it carefully, turned over and helped Ge Qiao fasten his seat belt, and then gave his answer: "Where are the villagers? Those original villagers, what do they think?" ? Do they feel that the devil brought them a prosperous life and happiness? Why didn't they persuade those who came later?"

Ge Qiao struggled violently, his voice broke due to sudden excitement: "Yes! That's what I asked at the time too!"

"Then how did he answer?"

"He said they were too tired to think about all these messy questions."

Zhong Mingcan started the car, the rain beat on the window glass, the wheels rolled over puddles, passed the green artificial lake with small splashes, and left this familiar residential area full of elegance and tranquility, until running On the noisy main road, he never said a word.

The pale sky, the diluted oxygen, and the blurred front glass.Zhong Mingcan turned on the wipers.

From the patter of raindrops on car windows, from the muffled whine of an engine, and from the shriek of a whistle blowing in the distance, from these apparently useless but delicately balanced Amidst the silent confrontation between Qiao and Zhong Mingcan, Ge Qiao suddenly got an answer.

"Being a powerful villager is more useful than being that angel, famous and charming, are you right?"

From those sluggish voices, there was another faint sigh.

The author has something to say: That's right, this story is just a prologue orz, what should I do if my hands are out of control? The pit dug by TAT is getting bigger and bigger... Can I finish it? 【Suspect】

Regarding the risk management team, it is actually equivalent to an invisible hand. If it serves a certain group, it is the "mouthpiece" of others. But if they have their own independent ideas, then this power is unfathomable Heck!