Jiangnan Sky, General Manager's Office.

Zhao Yi sat on the visitor's sofa with a gloomy face, and in his office chair, a man with a flat head and studs occupied the magpie's nest, his fingertips casually swiped over Zhao Yi's personal belongings, and finally stopped on the steaming cup of coffee, and gently pushed.

"Bang!"

The sound of the cup shattering, the coffee spilled on the floor. The wool carpet in the reception area was customized by Zhao Yi from abroad and was immediately polluted.

The stud man is Zhao Fan, the son of Zhao Yi's second uncle, that is, Zhao Muyuan's nephew. In the early years, he didn't learn and didn't know how to do it, but it is said that in recent years, he has integrated several groups of social personnel and helped Zhao Muyuan make a few big cases, and he is the number one crab of the Zhao family, and he likes to walk sideways.

"Young Master, are you alright?"

A young ponytail girl pushed the door open and entered, her face full of concern. Her name is Mo Shang, she is the daughter of Zhao Yi's wet nurse, and she is also Zhao Yi's personal playmate.

Zhao Yi returned to China to establish Jiangnan Sky Entertainment Company, Mo Shang was seconded here from Zhao's mansion, and is still responsible for handling Zhao Yi's diet and daily life, and even private trips, and is Zhao Yi's senior assistant, and half of his relatives.

Zhao Fan stared at Mo Shang with unkind eyes, he licked his lips, and said in his heart: "Xiao Lotus only shows sharp corners, Zhao Yi, you are so blessed." ”

Zhao Yi was ready to let her out the moment Mo Sheng came in. Unexpectedly, Zhao Fan raised a finger at Zhao Yi and shook it, signaling that he was not allowed to move.

Mo Sheng saw that the woolen carpet that Zhao Yi liked very much was polluted, so he didn't bother to call someone in, and leaned over directly to start dealing with it.

Zhao Fan stood up from the general manager's office chair and walked directly behind Mo Shang. He greedily stared at the back of Mo Shang's young girl, and took a step forward, just a little bit, and he would rub against Mo Shang who was bent over and was busy working.

Zhao Fan stood behind Mo Shang, holding the void with both hands and gesturing, his face full of evil smiles.

Mo Shang looked down and saw a pair of men's shoes on the ground, subconsciously stood up straight, turned around and said, "Young Master Nephew, what are you going to do?"

Zhao Fan grabbed Mo Shang's white and flawless arm and made a gesture to possess her, Mo Shang's face turned red and he tried his best to break free.

Mo Sheng has accompanied Zhao Yi to learn physical skills since he was a child, and his reaction is naturally good. I saw that she easily broke free from Zhao Fan's arms, keeping a safe distance of about one meter, and her eyes were full of vigilance.

"Tsk" Zhao Fan's face was gloomy, and he said viciously: "Mo Shang, forget it if your mother treats Zhao Yi as a cow." Could it be that you are young and want to milk him?"

"You are talking nonsense!" Mo Sheng was originally a young girl, how could she afford this kind of insult, let alone being scolded together with her mother. There was a wave of anger in her heart, but she was just a descendant of the Zhao family, so she could only swallow her anger.

"See, the young master you have in mind is reluctant to save you because of his position in the Zhao family, and he refuses to save you" Zhao Fan smiled and began to taunt Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi's face was pale, and he saw this scene in his eyes, and his fists were clenched. If it weren't for the cultural curator Zhang Dongshui grabbing his arm and repeatedly persuading him to think twice, Zhao Fan would have been lying on the ground like a dead dog at this moment.

The Zhao family knows that Mo Sheng is his own sister Zhao Yi. The other party took the chicken feather as an arrow, and beat him at the order of the old man, which was understandable. But how dare he fight Mo Shang's idea!

Zhao Fan moved again, he strode to Mo Shang's position, wrapped his arms around the latter's waist, detained her in his arms, and bowed his head and asked, "Why don't you follow me?"

It's not that Mo Sheng is not good at learning, Zhao Fan, as a young man, has physical strength and speed above her. Mo Sheng was controlled, embarrassed and angry, so he could only raise his head and spit on him: "You dream!"

"Even if all the men in the world are dead, I can't look down on you, Zhao Fan. Mo Shang was resolute.

"Smack!"

A crisp slap exploded on Mo Shang's face, and her young face instantly turned red, and in the red, there was a white patch, which was the shape of five fingers.

Zhao Fan slammed Mo Sheng staggered, he licked the blood on his fingers, and said with a smile: "What, do you like Zhao Yi?"

"Zhao Yi himself is difficult to protect", Zhao Fan continued to walk over like Mo Shang, this time with an almost crying pleading: "Mo Shang, I have liked you since I was a child, Mo Shang, why do you only have that hypocritical Zhao Yi in your eyes!"

He grabbed Mo Sheng and prepared to force it like a teddy.

"Enough!"

Zhao Yi snatched his body up, and a strong arm was inserted between Zhao Fan and Mo Shang, and Mo Sheng was rescued strongly.

Zhao Fan sneered, he grabbed the back of Zhao Yi's head, and instantly raised his knee and hit his crotch. Zhao Yi closed his arms into a fist at the same time, and smashed Zhao Fan's chest with a punch.

In an instant, the two of them took ten steps back at the same time, and they both suffered a dark loss.

Zhao Yi had already seen that he was not pleasing to the eye, so he grabbed the iron tray on the reception table and rushed over; Zhao Fan was not the master who was waiting to be killed, he took out a slinger stick from his waist and aimed at Zhao Yi's temple at the same time.

"Stop it!"

Zhang Dongshui, the director of the cultural curator, hurriedly stood up to stop it, and he watched from the wall again, letting the two young masters of the Zhao family fight you to the death, and he had no good fruit to eat.

Zhang Dongshui, as the second-in-command of the Jiangning Cultural Center, plays a pivotal role in Zhao Muyuan's staff circle, and his words have some effect. Besides, after such a fuss, the employees outside heard the movement of the general manager's office, and Zhao Yi and Zhao Fan were unwilling to make trouble in the city.

Just as Zhang Dongshui handed over a ladder, the two brothers went down the stairs and each stopped.

Zhao Yi: "Lao Zhang, you are a veteran and a shareholder of Jiangnan Sky, you can speak fairly." We all know that the old man's next step is the cultural industry, and you have also seen that I have made a lot of efforts to promote Jiangnan Sky. ”

Zhao Fan: "Effort? Pretending to be a stinky singer, is what you call hard work?"

He said with a smile: "You can't steal chickens and rice, but you will be defeated by others, and Jiangoi will be criticized by you on the Internet at this time." Go and see for yourself, Jiangnan Sky has placed a lot of layout on the old man, and how much effort it has taken to integrate so many resources, and the Voice program has not yet started, and you have made a name for it!"

Zhao Yi was questioned by Zhao Fan and had nothing to say, pretending to be Pu Xia, because he was too anxious.

At this time, on the Internet in Jiangoi, people in Jiangning were arguing. Especially the prize question and answer officially released by Jiangoi.com, the comment with the highest likes at present is Pu Xia's own, with 990,000+ likes.

"Pu Xia": Self-destructing identity, I am not Zhao Yi.

In just one night, Zhao Yi has changed from a legendary teenager to the most shameful plagiarist in Jiangning City, like a rat crossing the street and everyone shouts and beats him.

Jiangnan Sky was also affected, and some people on the Internet in Jiangoi spontaneously launched an action to boycott the voice, so that this variety show was "famous" before it was broadcast.

Zhao Fan: "You look at it, the old man is very dissatisfied with your errand." ”

Zhao Yi: "Please tell the old man, we should change our thinking." Since you want to develop the cultural industry, you should know that this is a business that relies on heat. What are you afraid of with a bad reputation, since you fall into the dung air, you simply stink to the end, and the smell is so bad that everyone talks about it, which means that we have succeeded for the most part. ”

"Okay, then I wish you good luck, and see how you explain to the old man next time. Zhao Fan glared at Mo Shang viciously and left.

"Makes sense!" Zhang Dongshui was said by Zhao Yiyi, and suddenly realized: "The cultural and entertainment industry is a traffic industry, we thought about it before, whether it is good or notorious, what we want is attention." ”

He said: "Zhao Yi, let's sum it up together, and the characters related to singing, one is counted as one." I'll invite you all of the least popular. ”

As for Zhao Yi, he hated Pu Xia to the core: "That Pu Xia, my reputation was ruined overnight, sooner or later I will catch him!"

His loss this time is really not small, and fame and fortune are secondary. The most terrible thing is that the old man has just begun to doubt his ability to do things, which is very bad!

What's even more strange is that he made no less than ten phone calls to the old boy of Baihe, who was a coward with a tight mouth.

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Ye Qiu didn't know anything about this, he went to Monica to get the 100,000 yuan, cash.

Xiao Hong arranged for someone to pack it in a black backpack in advance, and the moment Ye Qiu walked out of Monica, she was in an extremely comfortable mood.

The Rangers' reloaded debut was scheduled for tomorrow night, and Xiao Hong specially gave him two tickets.

Those are not important, Ye Qiu only cares about having two million and one hundred thousand on himself.

Go out with two hundred and one thousand!

What a family!