My black fans are always online

In the meeting room of the Variety Department of Xinger Channel, Director Zhou looked across in amazement.

Lin Liekai was dressed in a formal attire, with a serious expression on his face, without any intention of joking.Beside him, an assistant and a lawyer lined up on either side.

"What? We want to replace the script of our last episode and use what you provided?" Director Zhou blushed and suppressed his anger, "Mr. Lin, we have been working together happily in the previous episodes, so let me just say it straight. "

He pointed to the survey report in front of him: "Your advertisement is sufficient, and we have never been ambiguous. The soft and wide are everywhere in the program, and it is not blunt. You have read the survey feedback, and you are also satisfied. This is not enough ? Do you want to directly intervene in our variety show script?"

Too much, rushed over early in the morning, took the last script provided by their advertiser, and asked to follow this?

Crazy is this?I've only heard of those who are sloppy and hard-headed, but I haven't heard of those who directly interfere with the script!

Although Lin Liekai's expression was serious, his tone was very gentle: "Director Zhou, please calm down. I have unavoidable reasons, and it's definitely not a whim."

He pushed over a stack of materials: "Director Zhou, please take a look at this script first. If you think it's really bad, it's not too late to refuse."

He looked at Director Zhou meaningfully: "Actually, this script was urgently written by someone who paid a lot of money. I think the quality is good and the suspense is strong. You will never be disappointed."

Director Zhou reluctantly accepted it: "Then let me have a look."

Beside him, the manager of the advertising and investment department coughed hard: "Hahahaha, I saw it, I saw it, it's quite interesting!"

Director Zhou kept a dark face and ignored him.The advertising and investment department is really shameless. In order to win over the big sponsor, of course they are willing to give up the benefits of the program. He is the director. If the program is ruined, it will ruin his reputation!

He opened the script angrily, and quickly scanned it line by line. At first, he flipped quickly, but soon, the speed slowed down.

After putting down the script, he fixed his eyes on Lin Liekai: "There is no advertisement of yours in it."

Lin Liekai nodded, with a strange meaning in his dark eyes: "So you see, it has nothing to do with that."

Director Zhou's expression softened a lot, and he pondered for a while: "But this theme will be a bit strange. After all, we are the theme of reconciliation between enemies. If Mr. Lin wants to play suspense to solve the case, the variety show group next door has "Detective Tomorrow", which is more... "

Lin Liekai shook his head, and the assistant next to him immediately understood, took out a cashier's check, and respectfully put it in front of Director Zhou and the manager of the investment department.

Lin Liekai tapped the promissory note lightly: "No, I'm going to be on this show. It's a small gesture to make up for the trouble I caused to the show because of my willfulness."

Director Zhou looked down and was taken aback: "Uh... I won't use so much, and the script is quite innovative. However, there are still some places that need to be considered, and the writing is a little too much."

He thought for a while: "Although art is higher than life, it comes from life, but it can't be too exaggerated. For example, here, for 1 yuan, it is so vicious. It needs to be changed to be more reasonable. ..."

Lin Liekai shook his head: "Director Zhou, I'm sorry, I hope that every detail will not be changed."

His eyes sparkled, with a bitter chill: "In reality, there are far more terrifying things than this."

Director Zhou was a little unhappy again, Mr. Xiaolin, is he the director or is he the director?

"I have to be responsible for the effect of the program..."

Lin Liekai cut off indifferently: "You can add more advertising fees, and we have booked the next season's investment promotion first."

The manager of the advertising and investment department kicked Director Zhou vigorously under the table. Finally, Director Zhou gave a helpless smile: "All right, your script is also fine. The conflict is fierce. If human nature is evil, let's be more evil. It looks good."

On the opposite side, Lin Liekai spoke again: "Also, for the new flying guests, I have to appoint someone."

Director Zhou looked at him in astonishment: "What flying guest?"

Lin Liekai's expression was indifferent: "Isn't your theme reconciliation between enemies? This person must be suitable. If you don't want to come, spend money until he is willing."

……

Shen Mu stared blankly at Wu Jing'an, then stood up suddenly: "Ask me to go to "The Great Reconciliation of Enemies"? Reconcile with whom?"

Wu Jing'an calmly put down the contract in her hand: "Who else can I be with? Cheng Yan and you have a high degree of topicality, so it's naturally him."

Shen Muqingjunxiu's face was full of anger: "Are you crazy? The program group wants to make a gimmick. Of course, the ratings of our variety show will explode, but what about me?"

He hissed and asked: "Originally, that incident has almost faded out of the public eye. I'm in the same frame with him again, because I'm afraid everyone will forget about it. Let me remind you again?!"

Wu Jing'an resisted her impatience and showed a friendly expression: "Don't think so pessimistically, we are not without benefits. First, you should know how high the ratings of this show are. How many celebrities want to be flying guests , are suffering from nowhere to go, as long as you go online, it will be a good thing for your popularity."

He pointed out the contract: "There is still a price, high enough to satisfy people."

Shen Mu's face was gloomy, and he glanced at the number coldly: "No matter how high I am, I don't want to go there!"

Wu Jingan straightened up and approached him: "Mu Qing, don't lose your temper. Do you think it's still time to pick and choose? Not anymore."

His face was expressionless: "The "Amateur Singing" variety show that we talked about last time, it's dirty. The identity of the tutor was cut off by Yang Yuxiao after Xiaoge."

There was a moment of shame and anger on Shen Mu's light and delicate face.

That's right, the variety show advertised as "an opportunity for newcomers who love to create." They planned to invite four mentors, and the requirement was to be an influential star singer in the original world. After that, everything was suddenly put on hold.

Just last week, Wu Jing'an finally couldn't bear the anxiety, and took the initiative to put down her airs to ask, only to learn that the other party's four tutors were already in place!

Wu Jing'an looked at his expression, and sighed: "You know it, it's been so long since we haven't negotiated a new job, this is the best opportunity."

Shen Mu lightly sneered: "So I have to endure the humiliation, and do something with a junior to clear up the past, reconcile enemies, and contribute to the public's topics and conversations?!"

Wu Jing'an said calmly, "As an entertainer, isn't it one's duty to entertain others?"

Shen Muqing's face finally turned from flushed to pale.

For so many years, it seemed to outsiders that Wu Jing'an treated him with respect, but only he knew that in private, this person had never really thought highly of him!

Whenever his tone changed from gentle to this unabashedly mean, it meant he was impatient and his decision could no longer be questioned.

Wu Jing'an observed his expression, and changed into a soothing tone with satisfaction: "Listen to me, it's just a popular variety show. I've already signed the contract for you, and I'll be back after a day or two. Just bear with it. "

After a pause, he persuaded again: "I know what you want to say, anyway, the money is enough, the big deal is gradually receding, but you are still naive. Now that prices are so inflationary, you now think that these assets are enough. Ten years What about after? What about after 20 years? What about retirement?”

Shen Mu sneered annoyed lightly: "I'm a loner, I can do whatever I want, I don't need much money!"

Wu Jing'an pinched a corner of his silk shirt, half sighing, half mocking: "I'm used to living a life of extravagance, and even wearing cotton cloth feels like it hurts my skin, so don't talk about simple food, it's hypocritical."

Shen Mu bit his lip lightly, looked at him full of resentment, without saying a word.

Wu Jing'an smiled, "Even if you really want to retire, before you quit, you have to make a good fortune before leaving, right? I'm really doing it for your own good."

Looking at Shen Muqing who rushed out of the door suddenly, the smile on his mouth disappeared.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang. He glanced at the number and stood up suddenly.

When he reached the door, he locked the door, and then picked up the number without a name: "Hello, did you find the news?"

On the phone, a familiar voice filled with ecstasy: "Angkor, that woman has been found!"

Wu Jingan's heart was shocked, and she asked urgently in a low voice, "Where did you find it? Didn't you say that after being taken away by Cheng Yan, it seemed to disappear out of thin air?"

The high-end private hospitals in the city have tried their best to search, but there is no clue.That Cheng Yan is now rich and well-connected, where he hid that woman, he spent so much money to find out, but he still has no idea.

"I didn't find it, it was a coincidence, I saw it when I was using Douyin! Angkor, look, I'll send you an address!"

Wu Jing'an hastily clicked on the video he sent on her phone. Is it social news?

It seems that it is the kind of sudden incident of passers-by on the street.On the screen of the mobile phone, many people gathered around the riverside bridge, making a lot of noise.

In the recording that comes with the phone, there are still people shouting: "Oh, I'm going to dance, I'm going to dance, look!"

The camera shakes, zooms in, and focuses on the bridge pier not far away. A skinny woman in a hospital gown, with her back to the crowd watching, is sitting dumbly on the bridge railing.

Suddenly, the woman turned her head sharply, with a stern look on her face: "Don't come over, I'll jump off if you come over!"

Wu Jing'an, who was looking at the picture, suddenly shrank her eyes!

This sallow face, although the cheekbones are sunken, and although the camera is far away, it is not very clear, but he can still vaguely recognize it: it is that Li Qi.

She was so thin that she was out of shape, but she was still recognizable.

The owner of the mobile phone squeezed forward. Obviously there were a lot of people watching, but not many people dared to rush over, and some people shouted in confusion: "Oh aunt, don't jump and don't be impulsive, we won't go over!"

There were also those who took the trouble: "Jump, dance, I've been watching this for a long time, and I'm in a hurry to go home!"

Immediately, someone scolded in the camera: "Is your mouth cheap? If someone really jumped and drowned because of your one sentence, will you have a conscience for the rest of your life?"

The mobile phone has been taking pictures. Among the crowd of onlookers, a young man suddenly appeared on the side of the screen. He looks quite honest.

He quietly walked around the side and hid behind a large bridge pier. Many people in the surrounding crowd had already spotted him, but in the end, goodwill prevailed, and no one called out.

Beside the railing of the bridge, the woman stared blankly at the surface of the surging river. There was a full height of seven or eight meters below. At this moment, Wu Jing'an's heart was beating wildly, and she muttered in her heart: Jump down, jump down quickly!

Suddenly, someone yelled loudly, obviously trying to divert the woman's attention: "What can't you think about, big sister? There is no obstacle in the world that you can't take care of, come down first, and everyone can help you find a way!"

Someone answered immediately: "Yes, yes, even if you don't want to live anymore, think about your parents, think about your baby!"

The woman's voice was completely hoarse. I don't know if it was caused by illness or because she cried too much. She smiled bitterly: "I don't have parents. My parents say that I do a shameful job. They don't recognize me. I don't have a husband either. , no baby. Now that I have cancer, why am I alive..."

"Hey sister, you can't say that. How many people lived well after cancer!" An old man tried hard to persuade, "I have a neighbor who was found to be cancer, but it turned out to be fart. He didn't take medicine or get injections , What to eat, what to eat, check it after a few years, it’s gone! Really, I won’t coax you!”

The woman's eyes were fixed, she looked blankly at the onlookers, and suddenly burst into tears: "Damn me, I killed people before, you don't understand...I killed people before!"

Wu Jing'an's heart skipped a beat, and she was frightened: What is this crazy woman talking about?Sure enough, it was like a ticking time bomb!

On one side, the young man hid in the shadow of the pier, leaned a little bit sideways, and approached.

The woman turned her head, and suddenly, she stood up, stretched out her arms, and was about to jump into the river!

Everyone exclaimed for a while, amidst the turmoil, that young man had already rushed out decisively.He tightly hugged the woman's waist, and dragged her back.

"Big sister, big sister, you want to open it!"

There were people around, some were calling the police, some were calling for an ambulance. In the crowd, only the mournful wailing of a woman could be heard faintly in the crowd.

The picture ended here, apparently the passers-by who were watching stopped recording on their mobile phones.

In the video comments below, all kinds of bullet screens are densely brushed.

"Oh, I almost jumped. Fortunately, someone came to save me. The young man is not bad."

"It's boring, why don't you dance? If I get cancer, I'll just dance and don't suffer."

"Fuck off the bitch in front, you scum, you should jump off now!"

……

Wu Jing'an stared at the video, watched it again, then turned it off and dialed the phone again.

"It's her. According to the hospital gown she's wearing, if you enlarge the font, you will definitely be able to find the hospital." He said coldly, "Go and find out the exact address first, and report to me immediately."

On the other end of the phone, the man repeatedly said: "Understood, I will definitely find it, so what a crowd of onlookers, the ambulance is here, and it's easy to ask where it went!"

Wu Jing'an said fiercely and in a low voice: "This time, she must not be allowed to live again, understand? Although she is about to die, she is a hidden danger. Look at her talking nonsense before she died today! "

...Under the desk in the office, a small prototype patch is hidden in a corner that no one notices, faithfully and silently recording every bit of sound.

In a certain corner of the city, the man who was listening boredly suddenly sat up straight, with a serious expression on his face, quickly went back and listened to the monitoring recording again.

Then, he quickly picked up the phone: "Boss, the fish has been hooked and is about to be dispatched."