After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

"See these Weibo topics? They were all created by those fans who wrote fairy tales to promote Lu Qingfeng."

"Although the number of people was small, their extraordinary solidarity attracted the attention of many passers-by."

"Oh, by the way, this guy named Lu Qingfeng is currently writing fairy tales for a magazine. I even took a look at them. They're quite good."

Wave after wave of news dazzled everyone present.

Hu Meilian's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"You mean, fans now have a better impression of him because of this interview."

"Yes, it's just him. Fans think that the other four members are dragging him down."

"In the beginning, he was given the image of a top student. His poor grades weren't a big deal. In interviews, he explained the reasons for his poor academic performance, and the public accepted it. And now he can still create, so the issue of his image collapsing has no longer had any impact."

"Plus, seeing how miserable he is now, his fans seem to be feeling guilty and want to compensate him."

Hu Meilian almost clapped her hands in admiration.

In other words, they knew that Lu Qingfeng was a young man with no money and power, and it was impossible for anyone to be plotting against him behind the scenes.

Otherwise, this crisis public relations incident could be used as a case study in the entertainment industry.

But she also saw a business opportunity.

She stood up and paced back and forth for a while before she spoke loudly.

"Everyone, now we can think carefully about the return of the company's first-generation boy group."

"This is an opportunity, a huge opportunity."

Point to the projector screen.

"We could all see the potential that Dreamer's had after their debut, but unfortunately they fell before they reached their peak due to our negligence. But now we can bring them back into the public eye."

"However, new projects are also being pushed forward, which will put the company under tremendous financial pressure."

The planning manager said in embarrassment.

"Then put new projects on hold. Compared to the risks of starting a new group, it's much easier to revive Dreamer's."

Hu Meilian waved her hand with great force.

"This young man has created an opportunity for us. We can use this as an opportunity to create a character for them that is a prodigal son who has returned to the right path."

"Everyone makes mistakes when they're young, but if you can admit your mistakes and correct them, you're still a good kid. After a year and a half of settling in, the Dreamer's members already know where they went wrong."

"They will now set sail again and pursue their dreams for the future."

"What do you think of this story?"

There was applause in the conference room.

After the applause stopped, Hu Yaoshu raised his hand.

"Mr. Hu, let me interrupt you. Your plan is fine, but our contract with them only has less than six months left. To be exact, four months. It ends in July."

Hu Meilian was startled, then said indifferently.

"Then renew the contract with them. I believe they won't refuse. Of course, we have to deal with Lu Qingfeng first."

She pointed at the screen on the projector.

The thin boy smiled, his fox eyes slightly narrowed, like a crescent moon.

"Sixth Brother, get up, there's a phone call."

Lao Liu’s full name is Lu Shiqiao, but his poker friends prefer to call him Lao Liu.

Because this guy likes to cheat and act cunningly even when playing cards, a typical old fool.

Lu Shiqiao had good luck last night and won some money playing cards. He was so excited that he played in the chess and card room all night.

As a result, in the second half of the night, I don’t know what bad luck happened to me, but my luck took a turn for the worse. Not only did I lose all the money I had won, but I also lost all my original capital.

Only after he got down from the poker table and the excitement subsided did he feel filled with remorse.

If I had known this would happen, I should have quit while I was ahead and withdrawn in time.

I returned to my residence at five in the morning and tossed and turned in bed until it was almost six o'clock when I finally fell into a drowsy sleep.

Early in the morning, after being woken up by a friend, I was feeling extremely frantic. With eye mucus in the corners of my eyes and half-closed my eyes, I reached for my phone.