Except for Leng Ling, Li Qing did not participate in the interviews of other contestants.
However, he had heard from Zhou Shu beforehand that most of the other contestants were famous performing artists from Hong Kong, Taiwan and Mainland China, and one of them was a powerful male singer from Malaysia.
In terms of strength and popularity, there is no doubt that Leng Ling is the well-deserved best leader in this period, with a nearly 90% chance of successfully advancing to the King of Songs battle.
After all, Leng Ling's triple platinum album sales record was naturally not something he could boast of.
Just as Li Qing was nervously preparing for the recording of "The King of Masked Singer" at noon tomorrow, several uninvited guests suddenly came to Hanhai Studio.
"Call your boss!"
A short, fat, middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes was standing in front of the front desk with several men and women with an angry look on his face.
He slapped the counter hard and yelled at the customer service lady: "What kind of quality! Ah! Beating international friends in public is a disgrace to the Chinese people. You may have to go to the International Court of Justice, do you know that?"
"A little star is so arrogant!"
"Let your boss come out and apologize to Mr. An!"
The customer service at the front desk looked confused and couldn't figure out what was going on.
She already knew that the man in front of her who kept shouting was the boss of the Phantom Technology Company next door.
But precisely because of this, she became even more confused inside.
Phantom Technology is an Internet company, and it has nothing to do with a media company like Hanhai Culture, right?
Why did the so-called beating of an international friend suddenly occur between the two sides who were at odds with each other?
This is too abrupt!
However, although I am somewhat dissatisfied with the other party's attitude, when this happens, the customer service lady cannot make the decision. Of course, she must notify the leader as soon as possible.
So, two minutes later, when Li Qing, Zhou Shu and others walked out of the office and came to the front desk, they saw the Korean An Jae Hyuk, who had been kicked before, standing there with an arrogant look on his face, looking at the ceiling.
An attitude of being the only one in the world...
Next to him, the veteran translator complained angrily about Li Qing's atrocities, as if he had been hurt both internally and externally.
Under this expression, the CEO of Phantom Technology became even more excited, and kept clamoring for Li Qing to bear due legal responsibility.
When Li Qing passed the office hall, he heard roars coming from outside.
He wasn't angry either. When he got closer, he stood behind the other person and said with a smile: "I'm right here. You tell me what responsibilities I need to bear."
The short, fat middle-aged man turned around and saw a young man who could put any man to shame looking at him with a smile.
He felt a thump in his heart, feeling that something was wrong.
I have been yelling here for a while, and my voice can reach the ears of many people inside.
There's no way Li Qing didn't hear it.
But at such a young age, when he came in front of me, he actually resisted his impulse. He didn't look angry at all. Instead, he talked to himself with a smile on his face...
This is completely different from how the script unfolded in my imagination!
The short, fat middle-aged man suddenly felt that things were a little tricky.
To be able to kick a Korean in front of the attention of many people on the first floor of the building, this is what a young man who is ignorant of the importance of the situation does.
Despite his arrogant attitude now, he had actually arranged for someone to secretly film with a pinhole camera in advance.
As long as Li Qing couldn't bear to do it in public here, he would be done.
With the hands-on physical evidence, he will definitely let Li Qing know that Shanghai is dangerous in what happens next.
But now, the other party's calm appearance made him feel a little flustered.
Was your little trick seen through?
This man looked like a veteran in the workplace. No matter how unpleasant the scoldings he made were, he turned a blind eye and ignored them all.
This kind of scheming and wealth is definitely not something that a young man in his twenties can possess.
For a moment, facing Li Qing's question, the short, fat middle-aged man was a little stunned.
"It's him, it's him!"
The old translator standing next to him became a little excited when he saw Li Qing: "He is the one who did it, Mr. Gu, you must do this well. Mr. An said, as long as you let this kid get what he deserves."
As a punishment, your company will definitely get a large amount of funds, enough to support the normal operation of your company!"
When the short, fat middle-aged man heard this, all worries in his heart disappeared in an instant. He turned his head and looked at Li Qing, scolding: "What responsibility? Did you forget what you just committed in such a short time? So many people can
Look, I’m telling you you can’t run away!”
Zhou Shu stood aside. Although he didn't understand the whole story, he still stood up immediately: "Sir, if you have something to say, I am the general manager of Hanhai Studio. My name is Zhou Shu. I believe there is no such thing."
What cannot be solved through negotiation, but before that, I would like to ask, who are you?"
When the short, fat middle-aged man saw Zhou Shu, his eyes suddenly twinkled.
I don't know what he thought of, but his next tone seemed a little restrained: "I am Gu Dahui, the general manager of Phantom Technology, that...Mr. Zhou, in the past, we always met without raising our heads and looking down. Of course, we can say some things carefully, but
This matter is related to the national system..."
"What's going on with Guoti? I'm telling you, don't make a fuss out of it!"
Xu Wen had long been unhappy with the situation. When she heard this tone, she couldn't help but scream out loud. She said with a sarcastic face: "We have to go to the International Court of Justice. What a joke!"
Gu Dahui's face suddenly turned red.
But after he glanced at Mr. Zhou, his tone became even calmer: "Mr. Zhou, I think the current scene is not what both of us want to see. I believe you are not willing to be sued in court for this..."
"Boss Gu."
Zhou Shu suddenly said: "Although I don't know what happened yet, I believe in my boss. Also, what I want to say is that although we are just a small studio, we also have our own bottom line. If
The responsibility for this inexplicable accident really lies with us, so I have nothing to say. I can apologize to you on behalf of our boss, but if the matter is exactly as expected, then maybe as you said, we really need to rely on the international court.
Let's do some justice..."
Zhou Shu's tone was a bit bland, especially the "International Court" joke, which made Gu Dahui feel a bit harsh and uncomfortable.
He just said it casually on impulse, but he didn't expect it to be taken into consideration.
The so-called international tribunal, let’s not talk about the specific effects and legality for now, but since it is tainted with the word international, how could they pay attention to such a trivial matter.
Gu Dahui looked a little embarrassed.
His original intention was to come to Hanhai Studio to seek an explanation for An Jae Hyuk and ask him to apologize to Mr. An in front of everyone.
But when he saw Zhou Shu, he didn't know what to say.
Others may not know it, but Gu Dahui, who frequently visits Jinghua University due to business dealings, knows that Zhou Suo's husband, Xu Baofeng, is the youngest associate professor at Jinghua University.
As for Professor Xu's wedding banquet with Miss Zhou's family in Beijing, he was lucky enough to attend it when he followed a noble person in his circle in his early years...——
Thanks to Erlang Zheng for the 10,000 reward (To be continued.)