After Being Blackened All Over the Internet, I Ruled the Military Variety Shows-Chapter 34 A Different Night

The door to the lounge was pushed open from the outside. Jiang Lingxi put down the teacup in her hand and looked up, only to see Tong Yue walking in with an extremely dark expression.

"What happened, did you get into a fight with President Shao?"

Tong Yue took the tea Lu Zhengzheng handed over and drank it all in one go, but it didn't extinguish the fire in her heart; instead, it fueled it further.

"You still have the mood to ask me? Once I tell you what President Shao asked me to relay, I bet you won't feel the same anymore!"

"Oh?" Jiang Lingxi refilled Tong Yue's cup, "What did he ask you to pass on?"

"For tomorrow's 'Survival' variety show, besides you, there's another artist from our company participating."

This time, even before Jiang Lingxi could speak, Lu Zhengzheng impatiently asked, "Sister Tong, who else?"

"Yu Hui, one of the newcomers our company signed up last month."

"I know him; everyone says he's the most handsome one among the newcomers," Lu Zhengzheng's eyes lit up as she raised her hand, oblivious to Tong Yue's piercing glare, lost in the joy of sharing the excitement of handsome guys, "I heard he's also a rich second generation, only wears high-end custom clothing."

Tong Yue couldn't help but sneer again, "He's not just a rich second generation; he's also a relative of our President Shao." She reached out and tapped Lu Zhengzheng's head, "You, little girl, stop swooning over people in front of me. Not only is he a relative of our President Shao, he's also a fan of your Sister Xixi's rival."

Lu Zhengzheng covered her forehead, which was just tapped, and widened her eyes in disbelief after being stunned for a couple of seconds, "Yu Hui is a fan of Jiang Xiyu?"

Tong Yue nodded, "I accidentally overheard it on my way back. Do you know what Yu Hui calls Jiang Xiyu? Goddess!"

The word 'Goddess' left Lu Zhengzheng with her mouth agape, not knowing what to say.

All she felt inside was disillusionment.

With such a handsome face, how could he have such poor eyesight?

Otherwise, why would he not fan the real thing right in front of him, but instead go and fan a high imitation?

The sound of water pouring slowly interrupted both the manager and the assistant's indignation.

Jiang Lingxi pushed the two freshly filled cups forward, then picked up her own and took a sip, extracting the key point, "So, President Shao called you over to ask me to look after the newcomer during tomorrow's show?"

Upon hearing this, Tong Yue still felt disgusted like she swallowed a fly, "He didn't specifically say to babysit him, just to give some pointers on the show if possible, since it's Yu Hui's first time on such a live broadcast, mistakes are inevitable. But now that we know Yu Hui is after his goddess, he'll likely just hover around her during the show; you can just give him the cold shoulder and not inconvenience yourself for a show."

She's so upset for her own artist.

It's all because of those with the surname Shao and Yu, both behaving poorly in this matter.

Jiang Lingxi lifted her eyes to look at Tong Yue, meeting her dissatisfied gaze, and couldn't help but smile faintly, "Alright, I understand what you mean, Sister Tong."

Tong Yue turned her water cup half a circle, quietly watching Jiang Lingxi's calm demeanor, and suddenly felt much relieved, "If this were before, you'd be exploding by now. Indeed, setbacks do lead to growth." She tapped the cup in her hand, "Saves the money needed to replace a cup, too."

If this were before, the cup wouldn't have survived till now.

Jiang Lingxi raised her cup to the two in front of her, "Then here's to wishing my upcoming program goes smoothly."

"Alright, to a smooth show!"

The clinking of three cups was crisp.

*

Lu Zhengzheng went home with Jiang Lingxi.

Upon reaching, she rolled up her sleeves and, like a busy little bee, started cooking, brewing medicine, and packing luggage without missing anything.

This made Jiang Lingxi once again confirm that this girl is probably even more familiar with this place than she, its owner, is.

Seeing Lu Zhengzheng about to bring out the suitcase, Jiang Lingxi hurriedly stopped her, "Just pack the essentials simply; by the time the show starts filming, we probably have to hand everything over, and I won't need it."

Lu Zhengzheng thought it made sense and adeptly found a backpack, "Then use this to pack; it's light and convenient."

When it came time to brew the medicine, she was puzzled again.

"Sister Xixi, you haven't finished this medicine yet. How will you keep taking it during the program?"

"The program is special, so I'll have to pause it for a while."

Had it been another program, it might have been okay, but as she saw in foreign survival shows, filming goes on non-stop day and night, 24 hours. Since the domestic show wants to emulate it, it'll likely do the same.

Brewing medicine for herself on the program is probably not realistic.

"Is it okay to stop it like that?"

"Not much of an impact."

Only then did Lu Zhengzheng feel relieved.

Considering that people from the program group would come to pick her up early the next morning, after dinner, Jiang Lingxi went into the bedroom early to rest.

Once on the bed, under the effect of the bowl of Chinese medicine she had just taken, she soon fell into slumber.

Lu Zhengzheng sat cross-legged on the living room sofa, watching TV with the volume down. As she didn't need to follow for tomorrow's show, she didn't care about sleeping early or rising early.

As she watched, she couldn't help but pull out her phone. Seeing that the hashtag related to Jiang Xiyu was marked with "explosive," she frowned.

Despite the extremely shocking first impression she had of Mr. Shen, whom she'd only met once, she couldn't help but feel a tinge of dissatisfaction.

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She couldn't believe that the news had blown up this much, and Mr. Shen hadn't noticed.

Yet, he still allowed the news to continue boiling at this point; could he have forgotten Sister Xixi, his legitimate wife?

Or does he want both the real and the high imitation?

That would truly be scummy!

With disappointment and indignation, Lu Zhengzheng turned off the TV and silently returned to her bedroom.

Had she known, she wouldn't have checked her phone. Now, even her good mood watching TV had been ruined.

*

The black business car sped down the highway.

He Zhu finished his call in the front passenger seat and looked back at the man reclined and resting his eyes in the backseat.

He hesitated whether to wake the man, but was seen by him as he opened his eyes first.

Under the dimamber light inside the car, his eyes, even when just opened, were as clear as if he hadn't been asleep.

He Zhu called softly, "Boss."

Shen Yunqing picked up the glasses on the little table beside him and put them on, the reflections on the lenses immediately softening his gaze, "Have you figured it out?"

"Yes, Chi Yu just sent over the information they found, and I summarized it," He Zhu replied.

"Alright," Shen Yunqing nodded, opening a bottle of mineral water, "Let's hear it."

"Half a year ago at the business dinner held at the Yunhe Hotel, the host invited some celebrities as guests. Many popular stars attended, including Jiang Xiyu, which attracted a lot of paparazzi. The picture of you was taken by a paparazzi named Deng Xing, and fortunately, it only changed hands once before being bought by a female celebrity named Xu Wenyue a week ago."

Seeing that his BOSS showed no impatience, He Zhu continued, "Xu Wenyue and Jiang Xiyu recently finished filming a drama where they played the first and second female leads respectively. But it's said that during filming, Jiang Xiyu gained a lot of favor from the director, adding many scenes for her, almost overshadowing what should have been the lead female role. Xu Wenyue has more experience and was probably displeased about her status being usurped by a newcomer, so she had someone release this press piece."

"Since everything has been investigated clearly," Shen Yunqing, who had been drinking water while listening, now slowly twisted the cap back on, "let's handle it quickly then."

He Zhu was about to nod instinctively, his gaze sweeping over the roadside streetlights outside, then glancing at his watch, "Boss, it's already 10 PM."

Is it a bit too late to handle things now?

Shen Yunqing glanced at him subtly, "Aren't you and I both busy?"

He Zhu: "..."

He wiped his face, indeed, here he was late at night, sitting in the car dealing with unexpected work, so why should the instigators sleep comfortably in their own beds?

Might as well ensure no one sleeps soundly!