Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity-Chapter 591 - 312 Before making money, we swallow our pride; after making money, if we still swallow our pride, isn’t the money earned in vain_2

Chapter 591: Chapter 312: Before making money, we swallow our pride; after making money, if we still swallow our pride, isn’t the money earned in vain?_2 Chapter 591 -312: Before making money, we swallow our pride; after making money, if we still swallow our pride, isn’t the money earned in vain?_2 “`

“Brother Qian, I can’t take this lying down,” Zhang Langshui said again.

“Yeah, Brother Qian, we got beaten up for no reason,” the assistant Xiao Liang was aching all over, a grown man can’t endure this kind of humiliation.

“Forget it, who else could let a bunch of brutes start working at Xinghai yesterday?

This little bit of trouble is worth more than a hundred thousand yuan, they’re just waiting for you to complain.”

Qian Yiming completely cowered and waved his hand dismissively.

“The moment the small van downstairs stops, I ask you, do you dare to go out?

When the police come, they’ll ask and know the whole story—someone lost their job and couldn’t hold back the urge to beat you up.”

“Fight back and it’s mutual assault, the other guy serves a few days and comes after you again, and when asked, he claims he’s just a stubborn country bumpkin.

Then I want to see what you’ll do, turn to the media to expose it?”

“Don’t you see who we are, are we really going down to their level over this temper?

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What’s there to gain?

Might as well capitulate sooner rather than later.”

“But…” Zhang Langshui couldn’t hold back, “this isn’t right…”

“Sigh, if it were that, it’d actually be easier to deal with,” sighed Qian Yiming.

“I’ve seen plenty of this kind of thing, go check, they’re definitely all country bumpkins.”

“The real underworld guys would never be so careless, they do things for money.

Unlike these people, who beat us up as if they’re tilling the fields.”

“Once the media exposes it, we get branded as oppressors of migrant workers.

Where can you go to argue your case then, or are you saying you’re ready to give up the little popularity you’ve worked so hard for?”

Hearing this, Zhang Langshui fell silent.

“I just don’t understand, who the hell did we block?”

Buzz buzz buzz.

The sound of the phone vibrating rang through the office, and the three men looked at each other.

Qian Yiming remarked that the person in charge was calling and carefully slid the phone to answer.

The other side crackled silently for a moment, then a man’s voice came through.

“Hello, is this Mr.

Qian from the Langshui Studio?”

“Yes, who am I speaking with?”

“Oh, here’s the thing, I’m the manager of Sky Light Film and Television Company,” the voice on the other end of the conversation was steady, “My surname is Zhou, a single character Mian, from the word ‘encourage’.”

“What can I do for you, Manager Zhou?” Qian Yiming was a bit confused; he had never heard of Sky Light Film and Television before.

Wait…it seemed familiar, so he added another question.

“Are you the Sky Light Film and Television that produced ‘The Legend of Martial Arts’?”

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Mian chuckled.

“Not like that.”

Upon hearing this, Qian Yiming involuntarily sighed with relief.

But before he could speak, he heard Zhou Mian on the other end suddenly say.

“It’s the Sky Light Film and Television that produced ‘The Legend of Martial Arts,’ ‘Underground Transit Station,’ the smash-hit ‘Love Apartment,’ and ‘Home with Kids.”

In the office, the atmosphere instantly stiffened.

The three men exchanged glances, each speechless, as if to say, are you kidding me, cracking jokes now?

Qian Yiming was even more shaken, shivering visibly.

“Haha, Manager Zhou jests; what can I do for you?…”

“Here’s the situation, we’ve noticed that your studio seems to have inadvertently brought up our company boss’s name in trending searches.

Our boss is usually a gentleman, very willing to help you gain more fame.”

“However, I, from the standpoint of company operations, would prefer not to have our retired boss show up in trending searches, so could you kindly remove it?”

In the devastated office, the three men’s hearts all skipped a beat.

They were all sharp individuals, or they wouldn’t be competing in the entertainment industry.

The other party’s tone was flawless, and they were probably recording the call as evidence.

Now they knew who was displeased with them, having spent a hundred thousand to get them beaten up.

Zhang Langshui’s face grew even darker; he had disagreed with purchasing the trending search spot in the first place.

It had been Qian Yiming and assistant Xiao Liang who insisted, and look where that got them.

After paying a hefty sum for two to three days’ worth of trending searches, now they were being asked to pull it without a mention of compensation.

Qian Yiming was nearly suffocating from the indignity, silently calculating the losses: they had spent a million on the trending search, stayed up for two and a half days which sort of broke even at six hundred thousand, and then got beaten up for a profit of a hundred thousand.

No matter how he calculated, it was a losing deal, but he didn’t dare to keep it up.

“Okay, okay,” Qian Yiming replied, then added cautiously, “it’s just that our studio has just had a little accident, got thrashed, so I’m afraid it will have to be delayed…”

“Oh?

Is that so?” Zhou Mian replied nonchalantly, “It’s a pity, who would’ve thought such things could happen in broad daylight, one must file a complaint against them!”

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“But then again, isn’t getting a hot search removed just a matter of making a phone call?”

“Could it be that Mr.

Qian has lost his ability to speak?”

Upon hearing this, Qian Yiming instantly got goosebumps.

“Manager Zhou, you’ve misunderstood.

What I mean is maybe you could give me ten minutes.

It’s all our fault; we accidentally offended your company and I’m really sorry for that.”

“It’s fine.

Our boss is cultured and easy-going.

He won’t demand compensation from Agent Qian.” Zhou Mian spoke cheerfully, “So it’s settled then.

Anything else?”

“No…

nothing more.”

Soon after, the hot search was taken down.

Qian Yiming sat in his chair, not yet tidied up, and the atmosphere in the entire studio was dejected.

“Brother Qian, what do we do now?” Zhang Langshui asked.

“Just chill, take good care of ourselves and heal up,” Qian Yiming sighed, “I asked around.

Sky Light Film and Television made a net asset of over a hundred million in just half a year.”

Hearing the term ‘hundred million,’ the assistant Xiao Liang also wilted, shedding tears plop by plop.

“Damn it, that’s too much bullying!”

“Stop crying, you’ve still got work to do.” Qian Yiming gave a light scolding and went over to the computer to open a film and television website, and couldn’t help but feel a sense of ironic amusement.

“Motherfucker, these clods are so busy beating us up they didn’t even damage a single computer.”

Four situational comedies popped up on the search page.

Qian Yiming thought for a while and clicked into “Home with Kids”.

Since he was idle anyway and couldn’t work today, he might as well slack off.

They ordered takeout for lunch, and assistant Xiao Liang applied medicine to both Zhang Langshui and Qian Yiming.

Just as he was about to curse at Xu Qingyan, he suddenly saw Qian Yiming laughing stupidly at the computer, while on the other side, Zhang Langshui also had a computer open, grinning as he watched.

“Brother Qian, Brother Zhang, what are you watching?”

Assistant Xiao Liang leaned over and found that each was watching a different show, one “Home with Kids,” and the other, Zhang Langshui, was watching “Love Apartment.”

“Isn’t that, bro, the TV show they produced?”

“So what?”

“They’ve just beaten us up,” Xiao Liang whispered.

“So they beat us up, anyway, the hot search hung for two days and we recovered a bit of our costs,” Qian Yiming said with narrowed eyes as he watched the show, “We can’t do much these few days, so just do whatever you want.”

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“Right, they’re so influential, they made a hundred million in half a year,” Zhang Langshui also adjusted his attitude, “getting beaten and earning a hundred thousand isn’t a bad deal.”

“It’s not about whether it’s a loss.

It’s about dignity, brother,” assistant Xiao Liang exclaimed, stamping his foot.

However, the two men simultaneously popped their heads out, unanimously saying.

“How much is dignity worth?”

“My dignity,” Zhang Langshui reflected, “was gone the moment I terminated my contract, signed that confidentiality agreement, and went on Love Reality TV for money.”

Assistant Xiao Liang was completely convinced and simply turned on another computer to watch something too; he chose “Underground Transit Station.”

…

Xu Qingyan had just finished playing a game, leisurely with his feet on the table drinking tea.

Pei Muchan had gone to the composing studio to write scores and wouldn’t come out before five in the afternoon.

A phone call came in, it was from Zhou Mian.

“Hm?

All set?”

“Yes, they’ve retracted it,” Zhou Mian said, “should we arrange something for Uncle Xu’s side?”

“No need, that’s already been taken care of, don’t worry about that side.

In a few days, the film crew will start working, let’s get them involved in that.”

“Just have them move props around and, after the company buys the vehicles, have them responsible for driving.

Those who can’t do it, find other things for them to do; I’ll talk to you about it later.”

“Okay.”

After hanging up the phone, Xu Qingyan’s lips curved into a smile.

If you get bullied before making money and still get bullied after making money, what’s the point of earning it at all?