I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

"Exactly, who would be so arrogant as to chop off the branches of a money tree with their bare hands? Even if it's to bully fans, it's not done this way."

"Excuse me for being blunt, but it's better not to participate in that crappy variety show. Not only are none of the contestants capable of fighting, but they can't even guarantee their personal safety. I support Su Yan's withdrawal from the show."

"I feel sorry for Su Yan and support him quitting Super Star Idol."

"Our Su Su is the pinnacle of singing and dancing, and I won't accept any rebuttal."

"I feel so bad for Susu. Where is Susu hurt? Is she okay? I'm so heartbroken!"

"Susu's fans, don't worry. Didn't the Goodnight Culture official account say he's fine? They only decided to withdraw from the recording out of protection."

At this moment, in a dark corner, Huang Cheng, a former trainee of Goodnight Culture, was lying in a rented house where he had no room to move, gnashing his teeth as he watched the content on the Internet.

He just had a conflict with Su Yan, was blacklisted by the company, and his father was also fired and even banned from the entire industry.

The father and son could not pay the high mortgage, and their house had been repossessed by the court. They were homeless, and the remaining money they had could only afford to rent a small, dark house.

Su Yan, whom he once looked down upon, became so popular that he felt very unbalanced. He thought that Su Yan must have used some dirty tricks behind his back, otherwise how could he become so popular so quickly.

All these honors should have belonged to him, but the soaring hatred tightly wrapped around Huang Cheng's greedy heart.

Just when he was filled with hatred and had nowhere to vent it.

A video about Su Yan's negative news has surpassed many other trending search terms.

"The new singing star Su Yan checked into a hotel with a boss and was beaten up by the boss's wife." Huang Chen read the name of the video pushed on his phone and laughed so hard that he fell over.

"Retribution, it's all retribution. Su Yan really used such a dirty method to climb up. Now that the evidence is solid, let's see how Goodnight Culture can protect you!"

Huang Cheng's eyes were fierce and full of murderous intent.

Now that he has been put on ice, why not take this opportunity to force Goodnight Culture to terminate the contract with him peacefully? He calculated that he had a 90% success rate.

He was overjoyed, as if he would soon become famous throughout the empire.

Office of the President of Tengfei Entertainment.

Sun Dahu boasted to Hu Jun, the boss of Dongteng Media, on the other end of the phone, "See? I just used a video to completely wipe out Goodnight Culture. This is what happens when you offend me, Sun Dahu."

"Da Hu, you can't do this. These videos are hundreds of years old and they are fake. If you dig them out now, be careful that Goodnight Culture will send you a lawyer's letter." Hu Jun advised earnestly.

"What video from hundreds of years ago? Isn't this the video you used to threaten Su Yan? Before, he was still unknown and it didn't make much of a splash. But now it's different. Even if I can't discredit him, at least it disgusts the goodnight culture."

Sun Dahu took a puff of his cigarette, puffs of smoke emanating from his mouth. He squinted his eyes and continued, "Why send a lawyer's letter? They don't even know I posted this video."

"Do you think others are fools or blind? The marketing account that posted the video is obviously your Tengfei's internal account." Hu Jun disagreed with Sun Dahu's idea.

"Just because you know doesn't mean others know. Besides, isn't this just a way for me to vent my anger on you? Su Yan was an artist in your company before, and now he's a big star, but you didn't even get a sip of his soup. Don't you feel aggrieved?"

"There's nothing to be upset about. It's his destiny to be famous. Besides, our company really hasn't given him any good resources."

"Why are you pretending to be a nice guy to me? You're being generous now, but have you forgotten how you pushed others to death before?"

"The past is the past, and the present is the present." Hu Jun said meaningfully, "Don't blame me for being too talkative, brother. We really can't afford to offend Goodnight Culture."

Sun Dahu put out his cigarette and said, "You are a coward."

"I'm a coward, that's right, but don't blame me for being cautious. We really can't beat Goodnight Culture, given its size." Hu Jun said seriously.