Chapter 92 Otherwise, give it a try and see if it’s a dream
Author: Bu Ning
Chapter 92 Otherwise, give it a try and see if it’s a dream
Conch Girl doesn't have it.
There is an evil agent.
Tan Yu was furious, and the entire start team could hear his roar.
"Bastards! A bunch of bastards!"
The table was messy and things were scattered around. The staff stood aside tremblingly, watching Tan Yu angrily sweep the things on the table to the ground.
"Tan...Brother Tan, the company called..." One person said bravely.
Tan Yu's chest heaved, and the huge anger made him gasp for a long time. He gritted his teeth and took it, trying his best to smile:
"Hey, Mr. Zhao, you are Xiao Tan to me."
"Ah, about that matter, there is no such thing as speculation on the Internet...Yes, yes, yes, I know, now is the critical moment for the start award, we can't let anything go wrong, and we can't let the company's hard work go to waste."
"Don't worry, I can definitely solve it! We are all in the same company, there is no point in targeting, it is all misunderstanding..."
The phone hangs up.
Tan Yu took a deep breath.
Unwilling to give up, I turned on my phone and tried to use my professional skills to find the last possibility of a comeback.
However, it is obvious that there is no solution to this situation now.
A stage video of several members of Fire has been leaked online.
It is impossible to suppress it with further pressure, but it only confirms the fact that suppression is targeted.
Damn... why was Ta Ma being forced into such a miserable state by a group of trainees!
Tan Yu closed his eyes and had no choice but to accept the plan he was least willing to implement.
He opened his address book and put a name named Qian Yueliu from the blacklist.
Make a call.
The first time, no one answered.
The second time, still no one answered,
After calling ten times in a row, no one answered.
...Damn it! If you don’t know Qian’s surname, you should also block him!
Half a moment.
Tan Yu's face turned pale: "Where has the idol department moved now?"
"...Huh?" I was suddenly asked, and everyone around me was confused, "It seems...I have moved to the old city..."
Time is urgent, new public opinions are being discovered every minute, and there is no room for delay.
Tan Yu frowned, unwilling but could only say: "Prepare things and go to the idol department."
The car slowly stopped.
Looking at this useless place, Tan Yu frowned and frowned.
No matter how bad the market is, it still feels a bit unpleasant to see the former department in such a state of decline.
Fortunately, he was lucky and smart enough to escape from this prison with his grades in advance.
However, Rao knew that the idol club was on the verge of bankruptcy.
When I walked in, I saw that there wasn't even a decent chair, the leather on the boss's chair was peeling off, the paint on the desk was peeling off, and the conference room was just a round table and a bunch of small plastic mats.
Tan Yu: "..."
I don't even want to sit down.
Arms crossed, now at the door of the office.
After waiting for a long time, when my patience was about to run out, I finally saw a swaying figure coming in from the door carrying a bottle of wine.
It was Qian Yueliu who came in. In order not to be used as free labor by the little bastards again, he simply got drunk early in the morning.
However, he collided head-on with Tan Yu, who had a cold face as if the air in the idol club was full of dirt.
The four eyes looked at each other.
"... Damn it! Am I really drunk? Why did I see the old dog named Tan?" Qian Yueliu muttered.
Tan Yu: "..."
"Qian Yue Liu!" Tan Yu shouted angrily.
The assistant who followed quickly tried to persuade him: "Brother Tan, don't be angry. Let's get down to business! Get down to business!"
Qian Yueliu, who was trying to persuade Qian Yueliu, had the attitude of continuing to get drunk after his life was in chaos. He took a big gulp, smacked his lips, squinted his eyes and said doubtfully:
"But I've only drank two bottles now, so I won't be so drunk that I hallucinate... Why don't I punch it twice and see if it's a dream?"
As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, put down the bottle of wine, and roared angrily.
Qian Yueliu's tonnage is not light, and he has a real attitude of swallowing mountains and rivers. With two clicks, he looks like a heavy tank about to attack.
Tan Yu: “……!!!”
"Whatever, it's not against the law to hit someone in a dream anyway. That dog has grown tired of me and wanted to beat him up a long time ago, so I just took this opportunity to—" Qian Yueliu narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists, cracking his finger bones.
"Qian Yueliu, you fucking drunkard, sober up!" Tan Yu panicked, unsure whether this man was really drunk or taking the opportunity to retaliate.
However, seeing that Yue Liu was really about to rush over to beat him, his gloomy expression could no longer be restrained, and he pulled up his chair and ran back in fear.
For real!
There was a gust of wind, and Tan Yu was thrown to the ground and ran out of the door with his head in his arms.
By chance, I bumped into Li Yuan and others who had entered the company.
Li Yuan: "..."
Rubbing his eyes in disbelief.
What did he see?
…
"Hey! Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! I didn't expect your manager Tan to come here!" Qian Yueliu smiled bitterly and handed over the alcohol gauze in a flattering manner.
Tan Yu sat on the peeling leather chair that he had just disliked so much, his face became horribly dark, and he threw the thing on the ground with a slap.
With one hand, he covered the right side of his face that had just been swollen by the sole of a shoe.
Well...I got beaten in the end.
Although the culprit firmly insisted that he was drunk and it was definitely not intentional.
...I believe his nonsense!
Not on purpose? Not on purpose, so many people caught him and threw him away!
If it weren't for work...
He will definitely destroy this place today and there will be no good fruits to eat!
Tan Yu said coldly: "No need to show mercy, let those trainees come over to visit Start tonight. I don't need to pursue them this time."
"No, I have plans tonight."
"A group of trainees have some shitty arrangement!" Tan Yu shouted angrily, very annoyed by this obvious excuse for rejection.
"You don't know what's happening on the Internet? Can you afford to compensate us for how much it will cost us if it continues?"
"I can't afford to pay. I can't afford to pay." Qian Yueliu Congshan Ruliu shook his head.
"So, the best way to break public opinion now is-"
Before Tan Yu could finish what he said, Qian Yueliu spat out an infuriating sentence from his sincere mouth: "But it has nothing to do with us, anyway, you will pay for it, right?"
Tan Yu: "..."
Eyes wide open with anger.
"Hey, hey, it's okay, it's okay. I know you're impatient, but don't be impatient. It's going to hurt your body if you're angry. Drink some tea to calm down the heat." Qian Yueliu handed it over with a smile.
I looked at a total of less than two tea leaves floating in the cup.
Like giving alms to beggars.
Tan Yu took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
"You are poor, understand, understand. We have no income. It is not easy to feed so many children with only a small amount of savings!" Qian Yueliu cried.
"What do you want?" Tan Yu said through gritted teeth.
Qian Yueliu instantly changed from Tai Chi pushing and pulling, and rubbed his hands shyly: "Oh! How can this be so embarrassing!"
Sorry, shit!
It’s just a matter of showing equivalent exchange on your face!
"It's okay, but don't go too far. After all, we are a company. We all suffer when we are prosperous and suffer losses. If we start to be dragged down, you guys, Fire, don't even think about being alone."
Qian Yueliu raised his eyebrows.
"I know you guys want to make a debut, but to tell you the truth, it's almost impossible. Stop dreaming. The most I can do is help you get another chance to show your face to realize your dream. I'll give you a sum of money when you're done, and let the others disband as soon as possible to avoid wasting time." Tan Yu
Push the cup,
"However, one of you named Gu Nanci is quite good. You can make an appointment with me as an agent, and I will help you promote him. You can just use the money to retire."
"How about 10 million? It's much better than waiting for bankruptcy while you wait for this broken department!"
