Zhang Yaohui has been addicted to work these days. Although he has taken some attention to Han Jue's situation, he doesn't take it too seriously.

Because whether it is the lyrics or depression, it is all subjective speculation from others, and it is okay to say anything that cannot produce evidence. As long as the team on Han Jue is not stupid, nothing will happen. Zhang Yaohui doesn’t need to keep an eye on it.

In fact, the process of things was as smooth as Zhang Yaohui expected.

After Han Jue made the songs and album materials public, most of the online reports were positive. He praised Han Jue's true nature and scolded hackers for being so immoral. Later, several people who claimed to be hackers appeared on the Internet, but in the end they were all tragically cut off, confirming that they were sensational clowns. Zhang Yaohui even suspected that these "hackers" were actually actors from Han Jue, with the purpose of lowering the patience of netizens and making it more difficult for real hackers to prove themselves or make bad things difficult.

There are still some bumps. The lyrics of the unpositive songs in Han Jue's songs still cause some trouble. No matter which country or system, there is no shortage of parents who are in charge of complaints everywhere under the banner of "For the good of children". They make phone calls tirelessly and even make news. However, due to Han Jue's behavior of [active confession], under the operation of public relations, it was interpreted as self-salvation, a symbol of positive energy, and positive energy. Netizens who were bribed by dog ​​food also believed in this statement. Therefore, those opponents and peers hidden in the dark had no time to add insults, and the crisis was gone.

"But yesterday someone suddenly jumped out and said that he was the uncle's good friend, and then he took out the lyrics and said it again!" Zhang Yiman anxiously updated his father for consultation, and quickly peeled an apple in his hand.

"What?" Zhang Yaohui was waiting for the apple his daughter peeled for him while recalling the news that he had watched Han Jue last time yesterday. At that time, the direction of the lyrics was still very safe. After listening to "Girls and Quartet", some "people in the circle" boldly guessed that Han Jue's songs were actually prepared for Zhang Yiman to sing in "Singer". All singers who have covered these songs should be mentally prepared to be taken out and compared. The comments below were wailing. Zhang Yaohui didn't watch the other ones.

"Then... look." Zhang Yiman put a plate of apples and a tablet in front of Zhang Yaohui.

Zhang Yaohui forked an apple and bitten it into a crisp sound, and opened the tablet in front of him. After the tablet was opened, it caught a glimpse of the eye. Zhang Yaohui looked at this glimpse of the glimpse, and his chewing movements became more and more cautious, and his eyes became clearer and clearer.

[I am a good friend of Han Jue. Although we rarely contacted each other after a fight, I have been holding on to some things for a long time, but I really don’t vomit.]

There are a lot of searches on the Internet like this [I am a good friend of xxx], and most of them are making up stories. But this person is different. This person has published some photos of Han Jue and Weng Nanxi, which have never appeared online. At that time, Han Jue had not made a comeback, and Weng Nanxi was not famous, and they both looked very young and immature. In the photos, the same person often stood between Han Jue and Weng Nanxi, and was marked by the person who posted this micro-special line [I], proving that he is really a common old friend of Han Jue and Weng Nanxi, and can know a lot of the truth from a long time ago.

[...Many people think that it is Ms. Weng’s contribution to Ah Han’s today. I want to say the most true truth here: it’s not like this! Friends!]

[Everyone thought they had a good relationship, but it wasn't. As a bystander and witness, I saw it very clearly. Although they were in love, as Ah Han recently said in the song "The Endless Game", only Ah Han was serious from beginning to end. Ms. Weng was just playing with his feelings... They broke up later, which was not surprising in my eyes... I didn't want to say it, but after Ah Han's songs were posted, I felt his grievances and felt so sorry for him, so I specifically said a few fair words...]

[…Ms. Weng has a rich love history. When she was a student, she was proficient in this. I don’t judge her private life. However, before she became famous, she ate, dressed, drank, used, and even lived there, from her boyfriend. Her boyfriend often couldn’t afford her high consumption. Once she had no money, she would look for the next human-shaped wallet without hesitation... This is a question of character... "The Mud" is written too romantic. When Ah Han and Weng Nanxi were together, they actually gave everything without reservation, but in the end...]

Zhang Yiman sat next to Zhang Yaohui, looking at him with a look of "What to do" and hoped that his father could give him a method.

After reading it, Zhang Yaohui put down the tablet and tapped his fingers on the dining table. "Tada Tada." After many taps, at some point, his fingers suddenly stopped and he said with a serious look on his face: "There's nothing more."

Zhang Yiman's face was ashes.

"I can only find someone to kill him." Zhang Yaohui frowned.

"Kill..." Zhang Yiman murmured, but soon realized that Zhang Yaohui was joking. He looked red with anger or joy on his face. He patted Zhang Yaohui and said angrily: "Dad!"

Zhang Yaohui touched the position of the shoulder where he was beaten, grinning and savoring the familiar pain. While his daughter was not completely angry, she tried her best, Zhang Yaohui said, "No kidding or not", and started doing serious business, flipping through a few photos, saying, "On the surface, it seems that he is helping Han Jue accusation, but in fact he is making trouble. The methods are not very clever and rational. People with a little rationality can see it, but it is very effective. These words tend to be too obvious and incitement, and they are all about content that can arouse the audience's excitement. It is indeed a bit troublesome."

Zhang Yiman nodded repeatedly and said that Han Jue said the same thing.

Zhang Yaohui pointed to the person marked by the Weite Master in the photo, shook his head and said, "This person named Li Zebin is just the son of a director. His foundation is not very clean. He dares to jump out like this. If he is not being smart and stupid, then someone is commanding behind his back."

"How did you know?!" Zhang Yiman opened her black and white eyes widened, "How did you know that he is the director's son?"

"Basic skills." Zhang Yaohui said. If he had always felt the exclamation of his daughter in the past, he would have enjoyed it, but this time it was different.

People think that the entertainment industry is deep, and they are inevitably thinking that this circle is an amusement park for some privileged classes. Zhang Yaohui knows that although this statement is too exaggerated, it is indeed dark. With [Aidu]'s position in the industry, there is naturally no need to be cautious about the privileged classes like small companies and small artists, but they are also inevitably involved in dealing with these people. It is common for them to give tickets and let artists perform commercially at private banquets.

Zhang Yaohui was extremely beloved of his daughter. In order to protect him, he did a lot of homework, including all the officials and their relatives at the position of director of the Magic City and their relatives in his mind, and divided them according to the potential danger level.

Li Zebin appeared on Zhang Yaohui’s [To be seen] list last year with his father’s promotion.

He plays with modified cars, runs clubs, runs bars, has shares in a [Four-in-One] car store, and also controls an agency and a film and television production company. Judging from the information, he is a young talent with a wide connection and ambition in his career, but Zhang Yaohui found out what Li Zebin was like in a few seconds. After he beat him to the [Dangerous] area, he told his daughter not to interact with such people in the future.

"Have you said it?" Zhang Yiman looked confused, obviously not listening to her father's words at that time, "I don't remember."

This is normal. Zhang Yiman, who has put all his mind on Han Jue, is not interested in these pretenders at all. Even if Zhang Yaohui doesn't give any advice, she will not waste a brain cell to remember the names of these people.

Zhang Yaohui snorted coldly and asked, "Where is Han Jue? What did he say? Are he really a friend?"

Zhang Yiman said: "I have had contacts before, but I've long been no longer a friend. The uncle said that he used to have low IQ and was not very sensible, so he got along with those people. He was also very upset."

Zhang Yaohui chuckled from his nose.

"Let's find a way!" Zhang Yiman walked around her father fiercely, raised her palm high, fell down gently, and began to pinch her shoulders and knock on her back with great strength.

"Well, don't worry...Well, I think about it, I think about it, I think about it right away..." Zhang Yaohui enjoyed the service of his daughter for a long time, and was relaxed both physically and mentally. He hoped to take this opportunity to enjoy it for a few more minutes.

Zhang Yiman gave a massage silently, but seeing that her father stopped talking and tended to fall asleep, she was so angry that she gritted her teeth and tried a little harder.

"Hey! I know, I know." Zhang Yaohui shrank his shoulders and begged for mercy, took out his cell phone, and said to his daughter: "I won't interfere with public opinion and public relations. Han Jue should have his own plan." After saying that, Zhang Yaohui made several calls, asking someone to check Li Zebin's account, and then inquire about Li Zebin's recent rumors and trends from the people on the road, preparing to find out the root of the problem and see who is behind it.

When Zhang Yiman saw his father doing a few personnel matters, he began to knock on his back with moderate strength, "Can he have a grudge against the uncle? Now he is taking revenge?"

"No, I must have a grudge with Weng Nan." Zhang Yaohui narrowed his eyes, and his voice trembled with knocking. "It's possible that he and both, both have grudges..."

Zhang Yiman beat Zhang Yaohui's back with a "bang" in surprise.

Zhang Yaohui fell from the chair to the ground.

"Ah." Zhang Yiman hurriedly helped his father up and took the initiative: "No matter how old he is, he can't sit steadily no matter how he sits!"

Zhang Yaohui got angry and lay on the ground and refused to get up.

"What should I do?" Zhang Yiman sat on the ground beside his father without any grudges and continued to ask.

"Just like you just now, take the initiative and the evil ones complain first." Zhang Yaohui stared at his daughter expressionlessly.

However, Zhang Yiman must not be embarrassed. She just said with great regret: "Uncle can't remember many things anymore. Even if he takes the initiative, he can't start."

Zhang Yaohui calmly and objectively commented: "What a waste snack."

"That's because I'm sick!" Zhang Yiman defended his lover.

Zhang Yaohui didn't say anything, sat back on the chair and picked up the tablet again, and struck under Weite to read the comments.

【Yes, the character has completely collapsed.】

[Suddenly I found out! "The Mud", "White Rose", "Naked" and "Dancing in the Dark" all have lyrics related to death! It's not really because of Weng Nanxi, right? Then, we Han Sha is really a little stupid!!! (Cry)]

[How much does Han think he likes Weng Nanxi to write these songs (Suddenly he feels sorry for Teacher Zhang…]

[I had known that Weng Nanxi is not a good person! I was so angry when I saw that the friends next to me were very fascinated by her. A few years ago, she had already been dug out of the "Vine" and all her classmates came out to testify, but Weng Nanxi was so good at public relations. Now the posts have been deleted so much that they can't be found. I don't know how many people still remember them.]

【It's so exciting! Wait for a reversal! (Watermelon) (Watermelon) (Watermelon)]

【…】

There were passers-by watching and applauding, there were Han Jue fans shouting and feeling distressed, and of course there were Weng Nanxi fans calling and cursing, but the proportion of calling for calm was too small, the voice was too weak, and the cursing was caught and ridiculed, making Weng Nanxi and his fans a dangerous situation.

When a celebrity builds a brand, her personal image is equivalent to a corporate image. Now that her image is constantly being damaged, it will inevitably affect the industries she founded. Whether it is herself or the interest group behind her, she must use all means to restore her image.

Zhang Yaohui said seriously to his daughter: "When the time comes, he will go to war with Weng Nanxi, don't get involved."

"How could I not get involved," Zhang Yiman shouted openly, "I am his girlfriend and fiancée!"

"What fiancée?! When..." Zhang Yaohui almost fell to the ground again. He took a deep breath, stopped the argument that was destined to be fruitless, and planned to resolve the main contradiction that could be resolved first. "What are you doing to get involved? Don't you know what you have to do?"

"I have a father here!" Zhang Yiman leaned over and hugged Zhang Yaohui with a smile, twisted Zhang Yaohui's neck and shook it, acting coquettish.

It is always difficult for Zhang Yaohui to hold on to his daughter's coquettishness. In addition, the possibility of his neck being twisted is now, so he agreed. However, today this matter involves the issue of whether his daughter is injured, so Zhang Yaohui is determined not to give in.

Someone has already grasped the lyrics of "Red Rose" and "Naked" and said that Zhang Yiman is a substitute. Judging from his experience, Han Jue's attempted suicide will be discovered sooner or later. When the situation escalates, more and more people join in, no matter how ugly the words will appear, as long as they are in the whirlpool, no one will be spared.

So in the face of Zhang Yiman's spoiled behavior, Zhang Yaohui answered with silence.

Zhang Yiman probably understood that his father's attitude had no room for ease, so he calmed down for a while, let go of his hands, sat opposite Zhang Yaohui, and said in an adult conversation posture: "I know what you are worried about. I am not afraid of being injured. I knew very early that if you want to be with the uncle, some injuries cannot be avoided. But I am mentally prepared."

"Some things are not enough to be mentally prepared." Zhang Yaohui's subtext is that he does not think that his daughter has the ability to turn pain into nutrients.

Faced with his father's doubts, Zhang Yiman did not scream anymore. She just looked at Zhang Yaohui's eyes and stated calmly: "I have made an appointment with the uncle, and Weng Nanxi will leave it to me to deal with it."

"What do you want to deal with? Fighting with her will determine the winner or lose? Or will you argue the same as last time?" Zhang Yaohui sneered, and he was still a little angry. He felt that now is not the time to let two young people play romantic love variety shows. It is better to save one than to suffer two people together.

Zhang Yiman shook his head, bit his lip, and his eyes flashed: "Cooperate."

Zhang Yaohui was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect to hear this.

"I thought about it myself on the way here, maybe it might be a bit messy." Zhang Yiman's eyes fell on the lines of the solid wood dining table and said, "In this matter, she is also a victim to some extent. Of course, if she leaked her diary, only the uncle can decide not to forgive her. Now that the uncle has decided not to pursue the past, Weng Nanxi has also agreed to not disturb her, but someone has provoked our conflicts. Then I think that we and Weng Nanxi have a common enemy, and she doesn't have to fight against the uncle to clear her negative image. You all say how powerful she is, then... it's not impossible to borrow her mind. This way, there is one enemy and one more ally. And..."

Zhang Yaohui's face gradually restrained his expression, but joy surged in his eyes.

In the business world, if a businessman cannot sit with his competitors to discuss things, he will definitely not be a shrewd businessman. Cooperating with his opponent can not only show his courage and courage, but also enhance his fame and decisiveness, and to a certain extent can also weaken the opponent's power, which is a great benefit. But human instincts and impulses will make them either avoid those who are against him or wish that the other party will die.

Zhang Yaohui always knew that his daughter was a creature that followed his instinct, but now he looked at her daughter who was sitting opposite him and said something that was not smooth but effective, and understood that she had really grown up.

Since returning from Sakura Country last year, he has been teaching Zhang Yiman some experience and knowledge, life and thinking, hoping to see Zhang Yiman grow to the point where he can feel at ease even if he dies. Although Zhang Yiman's performance is not perfect now, it undoubtedly proves that she is reaching in that direction little by little. Zhang Yaohui was both relieved and a little lost.

"...In the eyes of many people, we and Weng Nanxi are going to fight, and we are waiting to come to the troubled waters to take advantage of the situation. If we suddenly cooperate, we can slap others." Zhang Yiman frowned slightly and said, "In the end, if the uncle does not agree to cooperate with the other side, when the war starts, I will still stand by the uncle to help him... If I will cause trouble for the company like this, then I can terminate the contract first."

"What stupid things are you saying?" Zhang Yaohui curled his lips helplessly. Not to mention that she is his daughter, just as her company's signature, he, as the helmsman, would not be able to give up on her.

After Zhang Yiman finished speaking, he asked her father: "What do you think?"

Zhang Yiman doesn't seem to say such things often, and the word order and logic are not smooth, but Zhang Yaohui already understood the main job she wanted to talk about. Facing her daughter's expectant and nervous gaze, Zhang Yaohui asked: "Will Han Jue agree?"

"What if he agrees?"

Zhang Yaohui was silent.

He knew that he could not stop his daughter from growing up, just like he could not stop a person's willingness to fight for his lover. Moreover, his daughter began to deal with things like an adult. If he protected his daughter like a baby, the cultivation of last year would be in vain.

After a moment, Zhang Yaohui said softly: "Then you try it."

Zhang Yiman immediately cheered when he heard this.

"You... are starting to look like your mother." Zhang Yaohui said with a smile.

"Yes!" Zhang Yiman shook her shoulders and responded with a bright smile: "I plan to marry my uncle next year! I was exactly the same age when I married my mother!"

Zhang Yaohui's face suddenly changed: "That won't work!"
Chapter completed!