Becoming a great entertainer started with being cyberbullied.

Director Zhou registered Fang Ruoxi.

As soon as she hung up the phone, Fang Ruoxi got up and went to change her clothes.

"Xiaomeng, call Zou Rong to rent a recording studio, and go there now."

The two quickly changed their clothes and took a taxi directly to Zou Rong's recording studio.

On the way, Zhang Xiaomeng, the little busybody, muttered to herself, "Taking taxis back and forth is too expensive. It would be more convenient to buy a car."

"And the house. Now that you're becoming more and more famous, we need to rent a place somewhere else, preferably in a neighborhood with better security."

Fang Ruoxi sifted through the songs in the system and said, "You decide."

Remembering something, she added, "Remember to pay the taxes first when the money for 'Painting Heart' comes through."

Zhang Xiaomeng blinked, then remembered that a large income meant paying a lot of taxes.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaomeng immediately went online to check how much tax Fang Ruoxi would have to pay.

When Zhang Xiaomeng got off the bus, she stopped thinking about buying a car.

"Call Zou Rong right away and ask if he's arrived yet." Fang Ruoxi patted Zhang Xiaomeng, who was in a daze.

Terrified by the huge tax bill, Zhang Xiaomeng weakly took out her phone and called Zou Rong.

"Hey, Lao Zou, where are you? We're all here."

As they were speaking, the car's high beams flashed.

Several supercars pulled up in front of them.

Zou Rong got out of one of the red supercars.

"Hey, I was just at the racing club with my friends, and they heard about that... and they insisted on coming along. I'm thinking of getting them to invest in our company."

Fang Ruoxi said, "I'm here to record a new song."

She glanced at the young men getting out of their luxury cars and said tactfully, "It might not be convenient."

Zou Rong took out his key and opened the door. "Hey, I definitely won't let them bother you. Don't worry, we'll chat in the other guest room."

"Ah! Ruoxi! What a big dog!" Zhang Xiaomeng exclaimed.

A large dog jumped off a car, its tail whipping like a propeller, and ran around the open space twice.

It turned its owner, who was supposed to put a leash on it, into a 'dog'.

Finally, the other people also helped catch the dog.

The dog thought it was playing a game with it, and with a very defiant expression, it took off running into Zou Rong's recording studio.

The dog owner chased after him, completely enraged, yelling at the top of his lungs, "Zhang Gou Dan! If I catch you, you're finished!"

Fang Ruoxi: "..." This dog has a very unique name.

Zou Rong: "..."

That's a husky, just one year old, the perfect age for destroying things around the house.

Less than a minute after the people and the dog went inside, they heard the sound of tables and chairs overturning.

Zou Rong, distressed by the loss of his equipment, hurriedly followed him inside, yelling, "Damn it! Let me tell you! If your son dares to wreck my house, I'll stew you both in one pot!"

Fang Ruoxi was in a hurry to record her song, so she followed her in.

This dog truly lives up to its reputation as a husky; it only destroys the most expensive items in the house, and it even ran into the recording studio to outwit its dad.

When Fang Ruoxi came in, she saw that the person and the dog were tied together with a retractable leash, and the table was overturned to the side.

Fang Ruoxi: "..."

Zou Rong quickly helped his buddy up, "Wait, buddy, what kind of new PLAY is this?"

When the others came in and saw the scene, they laughed loudly at the guy, but their eyes kept glancing at Fang Ruoxi.

"Hey, Rong-ge, let me help you right the table." One of them rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the overturned table.

The others exchanged teasing glances. "Hey, Lei-ge, are you sure you can manage? Moving it all by yourself? Need help?"

"Get lost," the young master who had gone to move the table said with a laugh.

He had just bent down, placed his hands on one of the table legs, and was about to exert force when he glanced down under the table and stopped in his tracks.

"Zou Rong, how come you still have a bugging device here?"

Zou Rong was completely dumbfounded. "What bugging device?"

There was a small black plastic cube stuck to the inside of the waist of the overturned table. If the table hadn't been overturned, this thing would have been hard to spot.

The man simply pulled a black listening device from under the table.

"Look for yourself, I can't mistake this for something else!"

Just a few days ago, they found a whole bunch of stuff in my dad's office and called the police!

"Look, the light's still on. The police officer said these batteries only last two or three days. Someone must have put this in recently!"

Zou Rong's expression changed immediately.

Zhang Xiaomeng immediately thought of Fang Ruoxi, "Ah! Ruoxi, is this for your new song?!"

A young man nearby chuckled, "Beautiful lady, the bug was planted at Zou Rong's place, so how could it be aimed at you?"

Zhang Xiaomeng retorted, "The most valuable thing on Zou Rong's side is Ruoxi's song!"

Fang Ruoxi took the bugging device, looked at it, and said, "Let's call the police first."

The police responded very quickly.

After the police officers arrived and understood the situation, they immediately began searching Zou Rong's recording studio.

In a short while, they found four or five listening devices in various corners.

Zou Rong's face turned green.

"Can we find out who did this?" Zou Rong asked.

The officer said, "If you have installed surveillance cameras indoors, we can check. If you haven't, then we can only wait until you suffer losses before we can discuss it further."

Zou Rong felt furious upon hearing this, but he had no other choice but to send the police officers away.

Seeing how things were developing, those rich kids didn't linger and all made excuses to leave.

After seeing the person off, Zou Rong made a promise to Erha, who had made a contribution, that he would treat him to steak next time they met.

The dog owner said with a beaming smile, "No need for that. You can act as a matchmaker, and I'll treat you to a wedding banquet."

This finally brought a smile to Zou Rong's face. He pretended to kick him, saying, "Get lost!"

When Zou Rong returned, Fang Ruoxi had already gone into the recording studio to record a song.

Zou Rong was dumbfounded.

Zhang Xiaomeng, equally dejected, said, "Ruoxi said that several police officers had searched the place together, so it must be clean, and that's why we went in..."

The two exchanged a glance and said in unison, "What a ruthless person."

Zhang Xiaomeng said, "Hey! You can't let any more random people in here in the future."

Zou Rong sat down, took out his cigarette case, but after glancing at Zhang Xiaomeng, he put it back.

"Yes." For once, this usually carefree person had a hint of gloom on their face.

"From now on, this place will no longer be open to the public; it will be exclusively for Ruoxi."

Zhang Xiaomeng blinked. "What do you mean? Free?"

Zou Rong took out his phone and pulled up a screenshot. "See? The company's business license is almost ready."

“Hey, once you two sign your ‘indentured servitude’ contracts with me, you can use this recording studio as you please.”

Zhang Xiaomeng's eyes widened. "So fast?"

Zou Rong said, "Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have agreed to bring those people here today."

"Isn't it all just to attract investment?"

"Thank you for your hard work." Zhang Xiaomeng gave Zou Rong a fake shoulder massage.

"No, why are you recording a new song again? Didn't they say Director Zhou's show was canceled?" Zou Rong frowned.

"If a new song is released, it will have to be on the charts within two months. Next month, 'I Will Love You Till I Die' will be on the charts. If I release a new song now, will it cause a 'collision' on the charts?"

Zhang Xiaomeng sat down and started scrolling through her phone, casually replying, "It's not that one, it's Director Zhou, he found it for Ruoxi."

She skillfully logged into her blog account and began her daily surfing routine as an 'internet-addicted girl'.

"Hehehe, if all goes well, you might see Ruo at the National Day Gala... Holy crap! Has the editor-in-chief of The Sound of Music gone mad??"

Zou Rong was halfway through listening to the serious matter when she was startled by her sudden shout.

Zou Rong hurried over to take a look.

The top trending topic on blogs: The editor-in-chief of The Sound of Music criticizes The Sea of ​​Marriage.

"Sea of ​​Marriage" is actually a song about mistresses. Did you understand "Sea of ​​Marriage"?

"Sea of ​​Fate" dropped out of the top three on the hot songs chart.

Zhang Xiaomeng blinked. "Wow, this 'Old Wang Reviews Music' is ruthless! He dares to criticize all three major music critics. I misunderstood him."

“He wasn’t targeting Ruoxi; he was treating everyone equally.”