At the emergency meeting before coming, He Chen had clearly raised objections to this, but the senior management's attitude was extremely tough. Mr. Chen even threw the contract directly into his face.

"The company has the right to intervene and decide on all information posted by C-sign artists."

This is a clear provision in the contract.

Even this may ruin the future of an actor.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the company's senior management, the 18th Line has no future at all, so how can we talk about whether to ruin it?

He Chen stepped on the clutch, looked both eyes, and the corners of his lips were stretched downward, which made him look a little fierce.

The silver-gray car drove out of the parking lot and turned onto the main road of the film and television base. The building complex with carved beams and painted buildings and tilted corners and flying masts passed through the car windows. Time seemed to shrink in this moment.

He Chen remembered himself twenty years ago.

At that time, in order to give way to a combination with background, backstage, and overlap with the "Qi Mingxing" style, the company took advantage of the loopholes in the contract terms and forced the disbandment to release a single "Qi Mingxing", but claimed to the outside world that it was "unable to continue working due to personal problems of the group members", which confuses the public's audio-visual and turns around and asks for liquidated damages from the group members.

The amount of the liquidated damages was not large, and Yuemo Company also felt that it was in owed some money to them, so it only cost the lowest price.

However, even this lowest price was enough to crush He Chen's already shaky home. In order to raise the money, his father finally...

He Chen suddenly curled his lips, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

Time is really interesting. For example, two events that do happen, just a little adjustment of their order will change the nature of the whole thing.

Now, people's only understanding of "Qingxing" is that because the lead singer He Xingchen's family had an accident, the group disbanded shortly after its debut.

After all, both of these things have actually happened.

He Chen's family did have major changes during the same period, and the combination was indeed disbanded. As for who first and who came after the two things, is it important?

He Chen turned the steering wheel, and the car drove out of the gate of the film and television base and entered the traffic leading to the imperial capital. The curve of his lips gradually faded away, and there was no trace of warmth in his eyes.

"I'll call you tonight," he said.

Su Yin nodded.

Su Yin clearly sensed the coldness emitted from his body.

Frankly, it has no effect.

He looked up at He Chen, and seeing that he obviously had no intention of talking anymore, Su Yin leaned against the seat, adjusted her comfortable sitting position, and closed her eyes.

The sea of ​​star mist is calm, just like her peaceful and peaceful heart at this moment.

She knew that her performance was lacking in professionalism.

She should have been confused, worried about gains and losses, and even questioned angrily. After all, Mei Ziqing and her were tied to a rope, and Su Yin's recent pitiful exposure was completely thanks to the other party. Now, Mei Ziqing is in danger, and Su Yin should have been worried about her future in acting.

This is the attitude you should have when you are at the center of a storm.

However, Su Yin is completely indifferent now, and is even far less enthusiastic than listening to gossip... Well, Mei Ziqing's gossip cannot even be considered gossip for her, because she is also one of the victims, so she was surprised for a while at the beginning, and then she forgot about them.

This mentality is indeed not very normal.

However, you cannot force an immortal cultivator who has fought with a demon, fell over his butt from a height of 300 meters, and pointed at the black giant sword with blood, and then has too much emotion about the verbal battles imposed on him.

I have seen strong winds and waves. No matter how storms in the teacup are, they are not beyond the control of one palm, right?

What's more, Su Yin has been black since she was seventeen years old, and she may not be able to be blacker this time than before.

This so-called public opinion crisis is like pouring a bowl of ink into the night. No matter how dark it continues, it is nothing more than that.

As for He Chen's worries, Su Yin really didn't take it seriously.

There are two more strings in my head than others, so I won’t be able to recite the words so easily.

When I returned to Xincheng Community, the curtain was approaching. From the balcony on the 12th floor, the blue sky was deep and vast, and the towering buildings penetrated the skyline. Several red clouds were reflected on the glass curtain wall, and the faint golden edges were depicted by the sunset.

Su Yin took a big mouthful of rice, stuffed two sweet and sour pork ribs into her mouth, and narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

The sweet and sour sauce first exploded on the tip of the tongue, followed by the double taste of tender pieces of meat bursting between the lips and teeth. The fat meat rolled in the hot oil is no longer greasy, while the tight lean meat is a bit slippery.

This distinctive taste cleverly blends with the soft and fragrant aroma of rice, making people want to take the second bite after taking the first bite.

Su Yin once again thanked her for being born in China and having so many delicious foods to enjoy.

At this moment, three sets of empty lunch boxes were stacked at her feet, and the small dining table in front of her was also listed on the unopened lunch boxes, a bag of egg-filled cakes, a bag of donkey meat and a large basin of cherries.

The appetite seems to have become smaller.

When Su Yin put the last set of empty lunch boxes at her feet, she felt a long-lost feeling of fullness.

Maybe I had too much lunch. She thought.

Forget it, egg-filled cakes and donkey meat will be eaten tomorrow as breakfast.

She used a sealed box to pack the remaining food, put it in the kitchen refrigerator and carried the basin of cherries back to the living room.

A few large pillows were scattered on the long velvet carpet in the living room. She picked up a few soft and slapped and beat them, built a comfortable bed for herself on the carpet, and then sat cross-legged in front of the marble coffee table and turned on her laptop.

Tonight's Weite must be very lively.

Su Yin logged in to Weite as a tourist, while eating fruits after meals, while browsing various gossips with golden eyes.

On the way back just now, she was busy catching the star fog in the sea of ​​consciousness, and suppressing the compass in her suitcase that was about to "buzz" and had no time to look at her phone. As soon as she opened Weite, all kinds of news could make people faint, making Su Yin feel as if she had been isolated from the world for half a century.

Su Yin stroked the touch screen of the notebook with one hand, and traveled passionately in various sections, and did not forget to pay attention to the time in the lower right corner of the screen.

He Chen said that the incident may break out around 8 pm because that period was the highest peak of Weite's daily traffic.

To be honest, Su Yin can understand the attitude of the whistleblower, because everyone in this circle is cruel, but Su Yin cannot understand the way the whistleblower chooses.

She has only seen "preview murder" in anime or novels, but she has never heard of anyone else who has done "preview leaks", and also informed the party who was exposed in advance of the content of the leak.
Chapter completed!