There is no impenetrable wall in the world.
After the initial confusion, Kuzi steadfastly refused to cooperate with the police investigation.
This action caused public outrage. While the police began to put pressure on the program group, the internal staff who collected the evidence also released rumors on the Internet.
In the middle of the night, several melon owners went online one after another, and broke the news that the project quality problems of "The Sound of Music 2" caused the roof to collapse, causing casualties, including a certain contestant.
The revelation climbed up the hot search in the early morning, and immediately attracted the attention of a large number of night owl netizens. In addition, its content was already appalling, and it rushed to the top of the hot search in a short while.
People wake up early in the morning and see it.
#乐声为上2洗津#[Explosion]
#Players Injured#[Explosion]
#KUZI refuses to investigate#[Hot]
The netizen blinked twice with sleepy eyes, completely awake.
The program team, who had slept through the night, was about to wake up. The public relations department looked at the top two hot searches. After calling an emergency meeting, they finally decided to apologize to the official blog and accept police investigation.
After all, it is much better for public relations to hurt people maliciously than the quality of the project.
While KUZI was kneeling and skating, other people were also sweating while looking at the hot search list.
After Qing left the company, Li Tan stared at the number one hot search with a stagnant face.
"Mr. Li? The meeting I told you about..." The secretary called him several times but he didn't respond, so he had to raise his voice to remind
"Ah! The meeting... is delayed for fifteen minutes. I'll make a call." Li Tan woke up like a dream. He wiped off his cold sweat, rubbed his hands down twice, and waved his other hand tremblingly, "You go out first."
The secretary went out, Li Tan opened the bookcase, took out a booklet inside, flipped out a number with trembling hands, and dialed it.
The bell rang several times, and it was through.
"Did you do the accident because of Lesheng?" Li Tan questioned as soon as the phone was connected.
After getting that person's light affirmation, Li Tan was furious: "Are you crazy? You must drag everyone to suffer, don't you?"
"Why are you so angry?" The person on the other side was not someone to provoke. Seeing that Li Tan was angry, he became aggressive instead, "Did you tell me about the itinerary you gave Sheng Kongzhi before? Since you asked him to pick up the itinerary, you have to take care of it." to this consequence."
Li Tan was so angry that he jumped up, slapped his hands heavily on the table, and shouted: "The artistes of our company, what is the relationship with you, what is the need to inform you an outsider!"
"Ha! Then I have to ask how your company got started. You recruited me when it was developing, but now you want to kick me out when it's useless. Let me tell you, Li Tan, there is no way!"
Li Tan clenched his fists and breathed heavily.
His gums were almost bleeding, but he couldn't say anything.
Waiting for him on the other end of the phone for a while, he didn't hear a sneer, and said again: "Besides, you know, I can't help it, that horrible face appeared on the screen openly, you can bear it, I him Mom can't bear it!"
Li Tan was finally suppressed by his guilty conscience, and the anger suddenly came up again. He almost lost his composure and yelled:
"What do you mean you can't bear it? What do you mean you can't help it? How long has it been since Ji Sheng's incident, how much public relations pressure is there on our side? It's finally over, and now you're out to make trouble again, because you're afraid that others won't find out?!"
"What are you yelling about? Didn't Ji Sheng's matter be resolved sooner? Don't worry, this time, like last time, will be resolved perfectly, and you won't be troubled by Boss Li!"
Li Tan clenched the phone tightly, his eyes gloomy and uncertain. He finally spoke angrily:
"You better figure it out."
When Li Tan was furious, Xie Xuanming, who had rushed to Biecheng, pushed open the door of a certain ward, and asked straightforwardly, "Where is the person?"
"The patient went out at night." Xiaohong got up from the chair and said timidly.
"Where did you go?" Xie Xuanming's expression changed, "Haven't you come back at this point?"
"Yes..." Xiaohong was a little scared, "She said to go for a walk... The doctor also said that if she can move, it's better to move more, and the patient won't let her accompany..."
Xiaohong also knew that she was in trouble. The person who had been lying down for two years suddenly woke up, ran out of the hospital without saying a word, and disappeared without knowing whether her body functions were stable...
Thinking of this, Xiaohong was so guilty that she was about to cry. She opened her mouth to apologize, but Xie Xuanming raised her hand first, rubbing her temples, with a tired face on her face: "Did she say anything when she woke up?"
"Yes." Swallowing the apology first, Xiaohong racked her brains to recall, and said cautiously, "She asked 'where is my son'."
Xie Xuanming's right eye twitched heavily, his pale face turned ugly.
Ji Yueming walked to the door of a building with big bags and small bags on his back, and looked up.
The sunlight reflected by the glass hurt her vision. She squinted her eyes, but couldn't see the logo on the top clearly.
Ji Yueming looked at it for a while, then gave up. She looked around, moved a few steps to the side, and grabbed the two girls who were talking: "Girl, is this the building of Qingchu Company?"
"Yeah." The girl who was held back answered, and the other girl also poked her head, looked at Ji Yueming curiously, her eyes fixed on Ji Yueming's outstretched arm, her eyes lit up, "Sister, your tattoo is so cool! "
"Thank you." Ji Yueming laughed twice, "Call me auntie, my son may be about the same age as you."
"But you look very young." The girl also smiled, and another girl pointed at her wrist, "What is this tattoo? It looks so good. I'm so tempted, I want to get a similar tattoo."
"It's my lover's name." Ji Yueming squinted and smiled at them, her fatigue and wrinkles couldn't hide her superiority of bones, she was a great beauty when she was young, and her suitors could line up three blocks away from the audience. She smiled and said, "It's better not to have random lines."
Ji Yueming is bold and unrestrained, and still has a brain for love. He engraves the names of his boyfriends on his body, washes them off after breaking up at first, and then just puts them there carelessly. Like a clipboard, filled with stories from the past.
The man scolded her behind her back, but she didn't care, she was still having a good time, playing the drums and playing the piano, flirting with the person who struck up a conversation, if they met, they would stay together, and if they didn't, they would break up...
This kind of life continued until Ji Sheng arrived.
"What about this one." Compared with the gaudy left arm, the right arm is clean and clean, only a few inches large moon rings around the wrist, with an artistic "rise" in the crescent moon.
The girl was curious: "Is this also the name of a lover?"
"Past life lover." Ji Yueming smiled softly, and the fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes softened, "It's my son, and it's his birthday today."
"Oh! So, happy birthday to your son!"
"Thank you." After Ji Yueming thanked him, he noticed a half-person-high black screen that looked like a cart behind the two girls, and asked curiously, "What is this?"
"It's a rights protection screen!" Speaking of this, the girl shook hands, "The dog company is not a human being, and can only use this kind of thing to demonstrate."
"How do you use this thing?"
"It's very simple, just connect the phone and input the words to be typed into the program."
"Sounds good." Ji Yueming nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Miss, can you lend me this thing?"
When Li Tan came back from the meeting, there was another loudspeaker broadcast downstairs. Li Tan walked to the window in two steps, closed the curtains irritably, and sat back in the office chair.
Rights and rights protection, rights protection all day long.
How can Qing Chu feel sorry for your brothers and sisters? My idol is so confused that I don’t have the ability to use resources to get endorsements, and I blame the company for not doing anything.
After all, Qingchu is a half-way monk. It is developing fast and at the same time, it is not as well-established as a regular large company. There are often some confusing operations that make fans jump. Suddenly appeared downstairs in Qingchu Company. Li Tan was used to it, so he didn't bother to care.
But something seems different today.
The secretary rushed in in a panic: "Mr. Li!"
Li Tan was startled by her, sat upright and shouted: "What are you talking about, you don't even knock on the door!"
The secretary still had a serious expression on his face: "Look downstairs, rights protection today..."
"One day no one will defend their rights, don't bother me with such trivial matters?" Li Tan waved impatiently.
Before his back was attached to the back of the chair, he heard the secretary anxiously say:
"Ji Sheng's mother has come to defend her rights!"
Li Tan's back was stiff, his hands shook twice in the air, and finally he clenched his fists and pounded on the table.
The secretary was frightened by him, and hesitated: "Mr. Li..."
"Why are you still standing there! Hurry up and contact her and take her away!" Li Tan yelled sternly, his cheeks trembling.
Ji Sheng was bored lying on the bed in the guest room and swiping his phone.
The hot search was unstoppable [explosive], and the brush was not changed for a long time, and Xie Xuanming, who said he had news contacted him, never heard from him again.
Ji Sheng got up and lay down for a long time, and after inquiring that Lu Haoren's injury was stable, he collapsed back on the bed, and now he was a little sleepy again.
He turned over in boredom, muttering in his heart.
It was only after looking at the calendar that I realized that today was my birthday in my previous life.
Xie Xuanming ran out in such a hurry, maybe it was to celebrate his birthday.
In Ji Sheng's mind, the image of Xie Xuanming standing in front of the cemetery holding a cake with a cold expression quickly appeared in Ji Sheng's mind, and he couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body.
This is too postmodern art.
Thank you Xuanming too.
Ji Sheng yawned while thinking wildly, and suddenly found that in a private message on Weibo, someone tweeted a video to himself.
Sheng Kongzhi.
The yawn stopped.
How did Sheng Kong know that he switched to private messages on Weibo
Oh yes, WeChat was blocked by Xie Xuanming.
It took Ji Sheng a while to remember, and he clicked on the video sent by Kaisheng Kongzhi slowly.
The video is noisy, the location is in front of the building, the camera pans up twice, and the word "Qing Chu" is captured.
Why did Sheng Kongzhi send the video at the entrance of his company to himself
Ji Sheng was puzzled.
And it doesn't look like he took it himself.
But when he clicked on the video, he didn't want to think about it.
The angle of view of the camera is down, and it is photographed in front of the company's open space, where an old drum kit stands abruptly. The camera moves to the right, and a thin woman struggles to move the floor tom and chair.
With the equipment, she slowly moved to the basically complete drum kit, put the drum back in place, sat down, and moved the chair.
Ji Sheng lost the ability to blink and stared at the video without moving.
The woman looked up, found the photographer with years of experience in stage performances, and smiled nonchalantly at him.
The camera clearly captured her face, which was somewhat similar to Ji Sheng's.
She turned her head and pressed twice on a black electronic card propped up behind her back. Big red characters began to scroll on the black background.
[Garbage company, pay back my son's life]
After setting the font, the woman nodded in satisfaction, and slapped the old stereo beside her.
The sound creaked and creaked, and a piece of music was released, and the bystanders listened intently and were dumbfounded.
It was "The Injustice of Dou E"
The scarlet letter swirls above his head, the whistling music creaks in his ears, and the jazz drum hums in front of him.
The woman didn't seem to care about how weird this combination was. She picked up the drumsticks like no one else, pulled up the cuffs, exposed her colorful arms, babbled to the opera, and played a manic heavy metal drumbeat on the drum kit.
The combination of tradition and rock, between grievances and humor.
The passersby watching have different expressions, and they want to laugh but don't know whether to laugh or not, which constitutes a strange scene.
Ji Sheng couldn't laugh in front of the camera, he was as dull as a sculpture, his eyes were sore, and he couldn't even blink at the end of the video.
After an unknown amount of time, the screen went black and then turned on again.
Ji Sheng's lips moved slightly, and he said inaudibly, "Mom."