overbearing

With the easy-to-use answer, Yang Yuran was not very relieved.

His eyes glanced back and forth between Qin Muyu and Lin Xusheng's faces, and he asked timidly at the risk: "How are you going to do it? Remember not to disclose the matter of Mr. Fan."

"I'm not calling you anymore?" Lin Xusheng raised his eyebrows, and the flesh on his fat face twitched.

Yang Yuran's heart trembled rapidly, and his lips parted slightly as the pig-butcher-like man had a fierce aura.

Just as he was about to change his words, a low-pitched call came from beside him: "Assistant Lin, don't scare Ran Ran, she is timid."

Is she timid?
Yang Yuran looked at Qin Muyu suspiciously, and Qin Muyu raised his hand to caress the hair on the top of her head, feeling like a pampering kitten.

At the same time, Lin Xusheng's eyes flashed with insight, he withdrew his fierce expression, changed into a simple and honest look, and said patiently: "Little girl, don't worry, a thief can't just steal once, and the informant that Mr. Fan found must have been bribed many times. We Follow the vine to find the melon, and pour dirty water back."

Yang Yuran was in a daze when he heard it, it was a pity that the three people who paid out came back, so I couldn't talk about the following things in detail.

Qin Muyu held her wrist and led her away from the office of the PR department.

As the two walked in the aisle, Yang Yuran was still a little uneasy, and couldn't help but say a few more words to Qin Muyu.

"Yes, Brother Fan said, he listens to your opinion, his and Lin Xusheng's decision is not important."

"Well, although the results are not satisfactory, Captain Fan intends to face the results head-on." He Qian quickly replied.

"Take care of this second idiot and forget about business."

From the perspective of normal people, there is absolutely no need to use two songs to participate in the competition, one is still bought.Fan Sirui's fans worked together to list Fan Sirui's past original songs, proving that Fan Sirui's style is more ancient, and he has never written too mechanical rap.

In fact, she really wanted to go, but she had no choice but to receive the information that Qin Muyu was already waiting in the parking lot.

When He Qian and Kong Tengyu knocked on the door and entered, they happened to see her miserable appearance blowing out a piece of paper and blowing her nose.

On the surface, Fan Sirui didn't care at all, but in reality he always took advantage of going to the bathroom to secretly watch the latest battle situation on Weibo.

Listening to Qin Muyu's rhetorical question, Yang Yuran shook his head first, and emphasized: "Please tell Lin Xusheng the key direction of attack, and it shouldn't be about exposing the secret operation."

Yang Yuran waved his hand in agreement, probably guessing what kind of counterattack Lin Xusheng was going to take.

Yang Yuran returned to the 404 office and asked Fan Sirui's assistant, Xiong Caiyun, to order rice noodles and spicy chicken neck from the restaurant.

She has checked that this competition is still well-known, and the chance of selling the ranking in secret is not high.

"Let him go in public."

The two automatically figured out that she suffered all kinds of humiliation in the public relations department, just to help Fan Sirui and the team gain a chance of life.

"Tch," Yang Yuran snorted contemptuously, revealing the truth: "Fan Sirui must have made his own decision."

He Qian took a closer look with his bloodshot eyes, his recklessness turned into embarrassment, and his face turned red.

He didn't engage in tough tactics, it seems that Lin Xusheng is at best a king of mouth, even if he took Fan Sirui's Weibo account, he would not dare to use it indiscriminately.At the same time, to verify Yang Yuran's guess from the side, the PR department is also divided into two factions.

"What did Lin Xusheng ask Fan Sirui to cooperate with?" Yang Yuran was curious.

"I guess Mr. Fan found it difficult for Qin Muyu's original songs to be shortlisted. He had to ask the organizers about the characteristics of the songs that are easy to be shortlisted, and then spent a lot of money to buy Wang Yi's songs."

Kena topped the black list, which revealed that the Kena idol company was the culprit who spent money to bribe artificial fakes. Secondly, it revealed that Fan Sirui's own ancient songs were not shortlisted at all.

To draw a clear line, Kong Tengyu described the false door with a glance from the corner of his eye, and said softly: "Lin Tezhu asked Captain Fan to disclose the songs he really participated in, and the screenshots of all the interfaces are open. Captain Fan asked me to come and ask you if he You should obey."

However, Lin Xusheng's request was very subtle. He could have Father Zhou or Liang Xinting give Fan Sirui a death order, requiring him to take screenshots of the contestants' screens.

Nibbling on the duck neck and sipping on the noodles made Yang Yuran burst into tears.

The situation turned around 360° in just half a day, which caught melon-eating righteous netizens in awe.Many people who had served as gunmen in the water army felt guilty and turned themselves from black to fans. Fan Sirui followed suit and gained more than 150 million fans.

He Qian was so angry that he gritted his teeth, yelled 'asshole', and went to the PR department to make trouble regardless.He is mentally prepared for the worst, if the team is destined to disband this time, then he must vent his anger on Yang Yuran, even if it costs him an unknown future.

Yang Yuran agreed to ask for leave, but declined to go with her.

Ever since she successfully got Fan Sirui to open the door and obtained the password of Fan Sirui's Weibo account, the little girl changed her attitude and showed a lot of respect to her.

In the afternoon, since two o'clock, Weibo has been trending.

"This competition is very exclusive of the Chinese music scene, and Wang Yi's songs are more inclined to Western rap. Haven't you listened carefully?"

"It doesn't matter whether you operate in the dark or not. You can go back and wait. You can collect the net in the afternoon."

"They dare to make you cry, and I will make them cry too."

Kong Tengyu relayed the other party's words verbatim.

Kena, who played tricks, never expected that the news of the present world would come so quickly, and it was hard to argue.

Kong Tengyu dragged him into the room, kicked the door shut, and said impatiently as he walked: "Look carefully at what Sister Yang eats, and besides, Sister Yang must have put those people in the public relations department on the wrong foot." Take it, otherwise they don't need to ask Captain Fan to cooperate."

When it was time to get off work, Fan Sirui and Yang Yuran applied for an evening vacation. They were going to take the two members of the team and the four heroes of the public relations department to the tea treatment room to relax and train tomorrow.

Qin Muyu helped Yang Yuran switch on the elevator, and waited for the elevator to arrive and Yang Yuran walked in before turning around and leaving.

Before today, Xiong Caiyun's attitude towards Yang Yuran was similar to Lin Xusheng's, using her as a decoration, occasionally pointing at Sang Huai and complaining, alluding to her misleading her family astray.

Yang Yuran was a little bit complacent. Just to be on the safe side, she tentatively asked: "Fan Sirui wants to release his original songs?"

He Qian paused for a while, allowing Kong Tengyu to catch him with the grappling hand he had practiced earlier.

There are these two hot searched places, and many patriotic youths have spawned, cursing foreign countries for looking down on oriental art, saying that art has no borders, but in fact they always choose international awards with colored glasses.

Yang Yuran stuck out the tip of her tongue, fanned her hands, and asked indistinctly, "Why are you in a hurry?"

Kong Tengyu let go of He Qian's hand, and moved two positions to the right, showing in a straightforward manner that standing with He Qian would affect IQ.

Driving her beloved little 4-series on the way home, passing by an old-fashioned Malatang restaurant, the gluttons were overwhelmed.

He licked his lips and asked the man beside him, "Shall we eat here tonight?"

"Don't eat." Qin Muyu refused.

When Qin Muyu thought the street stalls were dirty, Yang Yuran sighed in disappointment: "Hey, you don't know that delicious food is hidden in alleys."

"I'll go back and make hot pot for you."