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Chapter 495: This is the way to praise

"What's wrong, little sister?"

Seeing that it was Bai Yuan coming, Zhou Sheng stopped arguing with the doctor. Worried that Bai Yuan was feeling uncomfortable from the backache, he looked at her with concern.

When Zhou Sheng saw the bank card in Bai Yuan's hand, a hint of doubt appeared on his face.

"This is?"

Bai Yuan said:

"Are there any good scripts recently? Pick a few that will surely be popular and send them to Xue Ze in your company. There is two million in the card. The password is written on the card. Consider it my reward for your hard work. I will send you some scripts every few months. If there are no scripts, endorsement resources will also be fine. It doesn't matter. All future payments will be deposited into this card."

In Bai Yuan's opinion, the reason why Xue Ze left his agent and found him, and even handed him the card after he clearly refused, was that he must have something to ask for.

It's simply that he was attracted by my background and relationship with Zhou Sheng, and thought that I could help him get more and better resources.

The story about him sneaking out was probably fake, and the truth was that he was instructed by his agent to come to me to finalize the contract.

After all, no matter how difficult the contract is, it can be settled with just a word from her.

Having such a versatile network of contacts like her here is more useful than anything else.

The money in this card is more like a "filial piety" from Xue Ze to him than a share of the copyright.

There will be follow-up, which refers to long-term "cooperation". I hope she can always take care of and pay more attention to Xue Ze, and provide him with a steady stream of resources in the future.

Maybe he also wants her to be his "backer".

You can't blame Bai Yuan for thinking too much. This is the impression the entertainment industry has left on her over the past three years in Haiqi, without exception.

The pursuit of fame and fortune, a life of extravagance and debauchery, and mutual exploitation are the basis of survival.

As Xue Ze is a top star in the circle, an inappropriate metaphor is Bai Yuan’s own weight and status in Haiqi and even the Beijing circle.

It is impossible not to be familiar with the twists and turns.

There may be unexpected things.

But very low.

At present, it is infinitely close to zero.

Xue Ze would not be the one and only exception in her case.

Although Bai Yuan and Xue Ze are not close friends, they can barely be considered to have a decent relationship.

In addition, some time ago, because Bai Yuan became interested in composing music, he had more interactions with Xue Ze.

The two of them are now at the level of being more of acquaintances than friends.

Bai Yuan would definitely not refuse to give this little bit of face.

Therefore, after a little thought and consideration, Bai Yuan accepted the "tribute", agreed to Xue Ze's request, and promised to help him get the contract.

Bai Yuan also took it for granted that this was an unspoken rule, which you and I both understood, so there was no need to explain it too clearly.

The two million was nothing to Bai Yuan, and there was no point in keeping it, so he might as well just take advantage of it and use it to manage the joints.

There is no doubt that even someone with a status and position like Bai Yuan needs to use money to pave the way when doing things that involve interests.

Identity and status are just stepping stones to hand over money. Otherwise, you may not be sure where to knock on the door, whether the door will be opened for you, or whether you can do this convenience.

Even if it was Bai Yuan, he couldn't just snatch so many resources from others with just a few words.

Destroying someone's financial resources is like killing his parents; there is no such thing as this.

To put it bluntly, people die for money and birds die for food. Who doesn't do this for the few dollars in their pocket?

As long as it's profitable, anything is good.

It's not impossible to rob, but since you've done such an unjust thing, you must be prepared to withstand the backlash and bad consequences one day.

To sum it up in one sentence, who will work for you if you don’t have money?

The difference is that if other people come to you for such a few resources and connections, they have to beg for help from everyone and be humble, and even this may not work.

When Bai Yuan did it, the other party not only happily took it with both hands, but also tried to please him in every way as if he had received a great honor.

Personal connections are the lubricant at this joint.

Without it, it is dull; with it, it is smooth.

When he got the card, Bai Yuan just wanted to say hello to his subordinates and ask them to help him finalize today's contract.

But after the fire-fighting incident just now, Bai Yuan changed his mind when he saw Xue Zeyu subconsciously protecting her behind him and sacrificing himself when he opened the door.

There was also some "compensation" for not taking Xue Ze with them during the "escape" and leaving him alone there.

Now, the two million must be spent wisely and resources must be piled up so that it is worthy of being considered a thank-you gift from the eldest daughter of the Bai family.

If there is less, it won’t be worth showing off, right?

Bai Yuan currently has no way to interfere in the affairs of the entertainment industry, and has not deliberately studied the connections of all parties and the tricks involved. If he wants to get things done, he naturally has to find the leader in the industry - Zhou Sheng, the big boss of Shenghua Entertainment, who is the most influential.

The resources that pass through his hands must be the best of the best.

After hearing what Bai Yuan said, Zhou Sheng pushed the card aside, his expression slightly changed and he said seriously:

"Don't give me that. Why are you being so formal with me, Brother Sheng? How can I accept your pocket money? What kind of person would I be? Just ask for any resources you want. Brother Sheng, I don't have anything else at the moment. This is all I have."

As he spoke, he swept away his previous seriousness, stood up tremblingly from the wheelchair, waved his big hand to hook Bai Yuan's neck, and pressed half of his body weight on her, forcing her to lean forward.

Then, he rubbed Bai Yuan's head vigorously in the same posture, and said with a silly and playful smile:

"Our relationship is ironclad!"

Zhou Sheng patted his chest and guaranteed:

"Thinking back to when I was a kid, I poked a hornet's nest with my hands. It was your brother who kicked me in the mud and made me roll all over the ground. That's why I didn't get stung by the hornets. Otherwise, I would be dead or disfigured. How could I stand here and chat with you?!"

Talking about the past, Zhou Sheng sighed with reminiscence:

"Your brother, your brother Yanming and I are close friends. You are his only sister, and so is my sister. You are no different from my own little sister!"

Say goodbye...

Bai Yuan looked at Zhou Sheng with deathly eyes.

My own little sister...when you were a child, you even fought with your cousin for milk powder!

"But..." At this point, Zhou Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone suddenly changed, and he asked thoughtfully:

"Little sister, Xue Ze is the pillar of our Shenghuatai. All the good resources must be tilted towards him. You look down on those who have been arranged out. Why?"

Zhou Sheng raised his eyebrows and winked at Bai Yuan.

At that moment, Bai Yuan actually saw a hint of treachery for the first time in Zhou Sheng's harmless, honest, fair and pretty stupid face.

"You want to promote someone?" Zhou Sheng said, analyzing the details to Bai Yuan, "Listen to me, if you want to promote someone, you have to pick someone who is unknown. With so many good resources invested in them, how can they not be completely devoted to you?"

"Someone like Xue Ze who is already extremely famous should not be promoted."

Zhou Sheng turned the back of his hand over, pressed his palm downward, and made an expression of a black tiger digging out its heart, "I want it all".

“You have to suppress it.”

"Drain his resources, adjust his connections, make it difficult for him to move forward in the circle, and make him fall from heaven to hell overnight, and then-"

"What else?" Bai Yuan stared at Zhou Sheng with her ink-black eyes as if she wanted to suck him in, and asked in a cold voice.

"Again, again..." He felt a little uneasy under Bai Yuan's gaze, and his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Zhou Sheng paused for a while, opened his mouth, laughed twice, and changed his words:

"Give him more resources and support him as much as you can. Wouldn't it be more effective and fulfilling than just promoting someone who is already famous?"

After laughing, Zhou Sheng raised his hand and patted Bai Yuan on the shoulder, assuring:

"Don't worry, I will definitely handle this for you. I guarantee you will be 120% satisfied. Just go back and wait for the news!"...

Bai Yuan nodded, said a brief farewell to Zhou Sheng, and was about to leave by car.

Seeing this, the police officer who was taking notes hurried forward with the notes, saluted Bai Yuan in a formal manner, and then said:

"Hello, we are now conducting a further investigation into the cause of the fire. Please cooperate with us in taking a statement. Don't be nervous. We are just asking you a few questions. Please answer truthfully."

It won't take much time to take a statement, and cooperating with the police is the duty of every citizen. As a second-generation Beijinger with a good family background, Bai Yuan has always been aware of this and naturally won't shirk his responsibility.

Even though he could no longer bear the discomfort, he patiently cooperated with the police and answered routine questions such as "Where were you during the fire?", "What was the situation at the time?" and "What did you do?".

After Bai Yuan cooperated with the police to record the statement, the police took the testimony and looked at Bai Yuan, who was still in school. He suddenly had an idea and suggested:

"You have made a great contribution to bringing the fire under control so quickly. When reporters come to interview you later, they can give you a chance to appear on TV. Not only can they publicize your heroic deeds, but they can also give you a banner. You can take it back and let all the teachers in the school praise you publicly. I wonder..."

"No, thank you." Bai Yuan refused bluntly.

The police officer was about to continue trying to persuade her, but Zhou Sheng, who had not yet left, saw this and quickly stopped Bai Yuan, waving his hand to signal her not to worry and just leave.

He smiled and explained the situation to the police:

"Uncle police, my little sister is not suitable to appear on camera, she..."

Zhou Sheng lowered his voice and talked to him for a few words. He did not reveal Bai Yuan and his own identities as children of the Beijing compound. He just mentioned that they were within the system.

This alone is enough for the other party to understand.

Under his slightly surprised gaze, Zhou Sheng stood up straight and said with a smile:

"You're looking for someone to interview, we have plenty of people, so here they come!"

Zhou Sheng snapped his fingers and waved to Xue Ze who came out with the firefighters, "Xue Zi! Big Xue Zi!!!"

After Xue Ze looked over after hearing the voice, Zhou Sheng hooked his finger again and pointed to the seat next to him, "You come."

Xue Ze, whose face was covered in cigarette ash from fighting the fire, walked through the parked police cars and ambulances with a bewildered look on his face, and walked up to Zhou Sheng. He spoke respectfully in the same tone that all workers use when facing their immediate superiors:

"Mr. Zhou, are you looking for me?"

"Uncle police, please interview him!" Zhou Sheng pushed Xue Ze in front of the police. "He was also present when the fire was put out. My little sister discovered the source of the fire, and he rushed in with a fire extinguisher and heroically put out the entire fire. Look how embarrassed he is."

Long before he dragged Bai Yuan out from the fifth floor, Zhou Sheng had already learned from Bai Yuan what had happened. He also learned that the person standing next to Bai Yuan was not a locksmith but his own pillar, Xue Ze.

The two men were standing at the office door not to unlock the door and enter the room, but because they had discovered the source of the fire and were preparing to take fire-fighting measures.

It came in handy at this moment.

Zhou Sheng said with a kind smile:

"Uncle police, please take his statement first. He will definitely tell you everything he knows and actively cooperate with your investigation and interview. If you need anything, I will arrange for him to promote fire safety knowledge. As long as you give the order, we will definitely cooperate, especially cooperate!"

Xue Ze, who had just come out of the fire scene and hadn't figured out the current situation, was sold out by his boss:

"what?"

The police officer looked at Xue Ze, whose face was covered in dust and whose original appearance was almost unrecognizable. He twitched his lips and said sympathetically, "This young comrade has worked hard. There is no rush to record the interview. You should wipe your face first."

"I--"

"no, I'm fine."

Without waiting for Xue Ze to respond, Zhou Sheng pulled his sleeve first and rubbed his arm against his face.

A lot of dust was rubbed off, but it also made it more shiny.

Zhou Sheng said, "It looks more realistic this way! Quick, take two photos of him, find the angle, and don't forget to beautify everyone in the shot in post-production."

People around: "..."

Just for taking photos, he even added a beauty filter. This person is really something to get along with!

The policeman stood and watched for a while, and finally made out that Xue Ze looked familiar from his dusty face, as if he had seen him somewhere.

He recalled that Zhou Sheng had just called him "Big Xuezi", and then looked up at the plaque of Shenghua Entertainment.

"Xue Ze, you are Xue Ze, right?" the policeman laughed, "I was wondering why you looked so familiar, it turns out it's you. My sister, my younger sister, my mother, my aunt, my great-aunt and my great-grandmother all like to watch your show. You are a great guy, you can perform on TV and you can also go deep into the fire scene to put out the fire. You have helped us a lot..."

Otherwise, with Shenghua's tonnage and attention, if something happens, all of them will be implicated due to poor supervision.

"No, no." Xue Ze looked at the police in confusion. "The fire was doused by the fire sprinkler. It was almost out when I went in. I really didn't contribute much. It was Miss Bai——?"

Xue Ze was stunned for a moment, then looked around and asked, "Where's Miss Bai? Is she okay? Why isn't she—"

"It's okay, she's fine!" Zhou Sheng took over the conversation and said, "She still has classes at school, I asked her to go back first, you cooperate with the police uncle to get the interview done, there will be plenty of opportunities to see her in the future..."

"Left?"

Hearing Zhou Sheng say this, Xue Ze straightened up for a moment. He didn't expect that he had been waiting for so many days, but before he could say a few words to Bai Yuan, the other party left.

He lowered his eyes to hide the trace of loss that flashed across his eyes, and murmured again in a lost tone, and no longer forced it.

He nodded, displayed his usual professionalism at work, and began to take notes honestly with a dusty face worth tens of millions.