Although two years ago, Li Qing was indeed exposed as a scandal when he was playing a big role, even beating and insulting the staff when he was in the Fire Boys, but from the perspective of Li Qing who Weng Chiling knew, this was definitely false news maliciously smeared by others.
Especially after knowing who the boss of Wasp Culture Agency was, Weng Zhiling was even more dismissive of such despicable means of smearing artists.
However, what Weng Zhiling didn't expect was that just because of this rejection, her chance to appear on the Spring Festival Gala was actually replaced by someone else!
The magician Xing Yuze, who originally had a good relationship with her and the company, suddenly became a stranger. Not only did he not see anyone, he didn't even answer his phone calls.
Later, Weng Chiling learned from the company's news channels that Hornet Culture had recently signed Xing Yuze and replaced Weng Chiling's spot in the Spring Festival Gala program with someone from her own company.
As for smearing Li Qing, it might just be an excuse to replace Weng Chiling.
The news that Weng Chiling had been replaced spread like wildfire in an instant.
The artist friends who were so enthusiastic and called her almost every day suddenly stopped. Not to mention a word of comfort, they seemed quite reluctant to even talk to her.
Although Wasp Culture has only been established for a few months, it has already successfully cultivated its influence in Taiwan. Coupled with Mu Guiying's already prestigious reputation in the industry, in a short time, Wasp Culture became synonymous with raptors.
Naturally, people who are unhappy with Mu Guiying should not get too close.
Even Fulong Company, which treated her like her first love, scolded her because of this incident.
The reality is so cruel that Taiwan's number one supermodel, who was originally full of beautiful imaginations about the future, was instantly discouraged, so she almost stayed at home for the past two days, turning off her mobile phone to block out all the disturbances.
As a result, Li Qing couldn't contact the other party. In desperation, Li Qing called Weng Zhiling's agent, Wu Guangsheng.
When he received the call from Li Qing, Wu Guangsheng was alone in a small restaurant in Beijing, eating peanuts and drinking beer. After two bottles of beer, Wu Guangsheng was a little tipsy and kept cursing.
"It's great to be rich. Old ladies named Mu, sooner or later I will fuck Lin Liang!"
"Shadow, it's all shady!"
“Dirty entertainment industry!”
"Zhiling, we Zhiling, your life is really miserable!
"My life is miserable, my life is miserable!"
Other customers in the restaurant looked over curiously, expressing curiosity about Wu Guangsheng's Taiwanese accent.
At this time, the cell phone rang, Wu Guangsheng burped, picked up the phone and cursed: "Who is it? I didn't see me drinking!"
"Who do you call me father?"
When the voice on the phone came, Wu Guangsheng suddenly became excited, his drunkenness faded away, and he quickly glanced at the caller's number.
Then, with a look of panic on his face, like a spring, he stood up suddenly, nodded and bowed to the void: "Oh, Brother Qingzi, hello, hello, I drank some horse urine and my head is a little dizzy.
I didn’t know it was you, sorry, sorry!”
Li Qing said: "Where are you now? I have something to do with you."
"I'm here at China World Trade Center, right, right, right, you're still at CCTV? No, no, no, no, wait a moment, wait a moment, I'll be there right now. Don't worry, my legs are diligent. I'll be in front of you in ten minutes.
"
After hanging up the phone, Wu Guangsheng slapped a fifty-yuan note on the table and shouted: "Lady boss, check out!"
Then he rushed out of the tour, stepped on the motorcycle parked in front of the door, and rushed towards the CCTV building.
Along the way, Wu Guangsheng's mind began to race rapidly.
What does Li Qing want from me?
Could it be that he changed his mind and decided to intervene?
Wu Guangsheng thought about Li Qing's tone on the phone and kept thinking about it. He was overjoyed in his heart.
Thinking of Weng Zhiling's chance to return to the Spring Festival Gala stage, Wu Guangsheng's hair stood on end. He felt his heart beating continuously, his blood flowing rapidly, and his whole body feeling warm.
Soon, he arrived at the CCTV building, and with the access pass issued to him by CCTV, he returned to Li Qing's lounge.
As soon as he opened the door, the faint smell of alcohol hit Wu Guangsheng's nose. He asked happily: "Brother Qingzi, I'm here!"
Li Qing frowned: "Just you? Where's Sister Zhiling?"
"Zhiling, Zhiling, yes, yes, why did I forget Zhiling!"
Wu Guangsheng quickly took out his mobile phone, but who knew that Weng Zhiling's mobile phone was turned off. He called the landline number of the villa in the suburbs of Beijing. No one answered the phone after ringing for a long time. Wu Guangsheng suddenly felt embarrassed and said with a dry smile: "Maybe he is sleeping."
"Pfft!"
"Yes, yes, you taught me a lesson." Wu Guangsheng said with an apologetic smile. After saying this, his eyes turned to Li Qing again, and he rubbed his hands excitedly: "Brother Qingzi, are you here for me?
What about Xing Yuze’s show? Are you willing to help Zhiling get back the replaced starring spot?"
When he said this, Wu Guangsheng's tone was full of expectations, and his expression was slightly ferocious due to excitement.
Li Qing smiled and shook his head: "No."
Wu Guangsheng suddenly felt a chill in his heart. His apologetic expression instantly froze and became stiff. Then he sighed, as if he had lost all hope. He leaned against the door of the lounge, slowly squatted down, and held his head. He looked quite embarrassed.
For decadence.
Li Qing couldn't bear to see Wu Guangsheng's reaction.
Just as he was about to say something, he saw Wu Guangsheng suddenly raised his head, his face turned red due to the stimulation of alcohol, his eyes were bloodshot, and there seemed to be moist liquid swirling in his eye sockets. He was hoarse and seemed to be crying.
He said with a smile: "Brother Qingzi, I... I, Old Wu, really have no choice. I beg you to help Zhiling..."
"Zhiling just lost this quota for you, you can't ignore it!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Han Han and others changed slightly, and even Li Qing frowned: "What do you mean by this?"
"Do you know Hornet Culture? It is a company established after Mr. Mu of Yuanzheng Company left. Hornet Culture is now very powerful in Taiwan. Not long ago, they signed Xing Yuze at a high price and threatened our Zhiling to discredit you. Otherwise,
, she won’t be able to attend the Spring Festival Gala, and even Zhiling’s future resource announcements in Taiwan will be preempted, so that she will never be able to get ahead..."
When Wu Guangsheng, a forty-year-old middle-aged man, said these words, he was like a child complaining to his parents, with tears in his eyes.
Li Qing was silent for a while and said, "Why didn't you tell me before?"
"Zhiling won't let her talk! But now, I really can't help it. If you don't come forward to help us Zhiling, Zhiling will be doomed in Taiwan in the future!" Wu Guangsheng said with tears in his eyes.