192: insidious plan

Netizen: [Little Brother's livestreams never disappoint.]

In the morning, Lu Qingyu went to the company to handle business as usual. Yesterday, by his efforts alone, he managed to increase the Weibo followers of twenty unknown newcomers in the company by an average of 250,000. He also inadvertently made his hotel popular, causing its sales to skyrocket.

Today, he still did not disappoint the netizens.

What is the most important thing in the entertainment industry? Serving the audience and making them happy.

“Qingyu, why don't you just let those twenty people debut as a group?”

Lu Qingyu: [Arranged.]

Then Lu Qingyu called a meeting with the company's management. During the two-hour meeting, the livestream audience followed along the entire time.

Whatever questions the netizens raised, Lu Qingyu resolved them.

While other artists' debuts involve various selections, competitions, and fierce battles for seats, it was as easy as walking for Lu Qingyu.

[No way, I just mentioned it casually. Although I had such a fantasy, he actually took it seriously.]

[This, this, this couldn't be scripted, right?]

[Can forming a group and debuting be this fast?]

[Why can you do it like this?]

Lu Qingyu answered the netizens' questions: “Because I'm the boss.”

Damn, he was showing off, but the way he acted as a boss made others feel strangely refreshed.

The twenty people who were being arranged didn't know yet, but in just one morning, they were ready to debut as a group.

When they received the news of their group debut, many of them were in a state of confusion.

Tang Chen: “But I don't know how to do anything yet. Can I really debut like this?”

Tang Chen was a newly recruited artist for the company. He was 19 years old and had only been a trainee for two months.

Zhang Ling patted him on the shoulder and said something very pertinent.

“You've gained so many followers, but they didn't come for your talent.”

Tang Chen: --- Lu Qingyu held a general meeting and called Zhang Ling and the other twenty artists over for a competition to see who was fit for the center position and to be the leader.

Everyone was pulled onto the stage on short notice, and they were forced to bring out everything they had learned in their lives.

[Zhang Ling is good. He can sing and dance, and he's handsome enough.]

[I like Li Yunjin. He has a cold temperament, but he's actually a funny guy.]

[What should I do? It's hard for me to choose just one among so many people.]

Moray had just returned from outside. Knowing Lu Qingyu was in the meeting room, he went over. Pushing open the door, he saw Lu Qingyu sitting in the center of the room with twenty men standing before him.

Moray: ??? Is this a meeting?

“Am I interrupting your meeting? Maybe I should come back later.”

When the livestream camera panned to Moray, the netizens went wild.

[Ahhh, Little Brother, Little Brother, this one is handsome, he's so damn handsome!]

[It's over, my heart skipped a beat. It feels like a first love. Little Brother, can you let this one debut?]

[His eyes are actually green. This is just too beautiful.]

Lu Qingyu: “Ah, this one won't work. I can't afford him.”

Moray's net worth was enough to make Lu Qingyu go bankrupt.

Netizen: [Can we let this little brother try that scene from yesterday?]

Lu Qingyu: “He's a minor.”

Netizens were struck by the news.

At 11:50, Qingcheng Entertainment's official website announced the debut of a new group, the SG Boy Band, with Zhang Ling as the leader.

This speed was explosive even within the domestic entertainment industry. Within five minutes, seven or eight hot search topics appeared, and the popularity directly overshadowed Song Yushuo's side.

At first, many netizens who were just watching the drama were puzzled by the sudden appearance of a boy band. They wondered which company had produced them as they had never heard of them before. The variety show next door had been selecting a boy band for two months without a result, so on what grounds did this one just appear out of thin air?

[Anyone can form a boy band now? Is the threshold for boy bands this low?]

[They probably found a bunch of mediocre people from somewhere. Even if they want to ride the popularity of the variety show next door, they don't have to do it like this.]

[You don't understand, do you? Maybe people eliminated from the variety show next door were signed together, and then to avoid wasting resources, they were just thrown together into a boy band.]

Out of curiosity, everyone opened the SG Boy Band's page. The official website had posted yesterday's livestream video as promotional material.

Passersby netizens couldn't sit still.

[F*ck, this is definitely the best boy band I've ever seen.]

[For the first time, I've turned from a passerby to a fan because of a single video.]

[The fans of this boy band are so harmonious. It would be a shame not to become a fan with such a great atmosphere.]

Lu Qingyu's livestream room almost became a wishing well because they found that making wishes to Lu Qingyu actually worked.

Song Yushuo had been fiddling with his phone in front of the livestream for nearly an hour. The audience couldn't see the content on his phone and thought he had encountered some work-related issue, as his expression was now unsightly.

In reality, he was frantically messaging his aunt, asking her to find a way to take Lu Qingyu down.

Aunt Song was truly annoyed by Song Yushuo's pestering, so she agreed.

Aunt Song went to the marketing team. The employees were currently working on Song Yushuo's data, posting positive reviews and deleting negative ones.

Aunt Song called everyone to a halt and then had them focus on pushing a single topic.

The marketing team leader was a bit hesitant when he saw the topic: “President Song, this might not be good. We don't have any evidence.”

Song Yushuo's aunt gave a cold snort: “What evidence do we need? How many people in this circle are truly clean? As long as you're willing to investigate, you'll catch them every time.”

“Just push the topic. At worst, we'll receive a lawyer's letter.”

After hearing this, the marketing team obediently went back to work.

At eight o'clock in the evening, a hot topic suddenly exploded online: #Lu Qingyu Tax Evasion#.

The whistleblower had somehow obtained a pile of materials, and netizens were shocked after seeing them.

[No way, I just started liking a star, and his house is already collapsing?]

[Little Brother doesn't seem like that kind of person. Everyone, don't speculate blindly.]

[I'm not surprised at all to see this news. He's developed so fast in the circle and even opened a company; tax evasion is normal.]

Qingcheng Entertainment's studio immediately responded to the news:

“The news online is all false. Please do not believe it.”

Everyone saw the response, but it was as if they hadn't.

Because every artist who evaded taxes posted this exact same thing the moment they were exposed, yet in the end, they all crashed and burned.

They were afraid Lu Qingyu would also crash and burn.

This news undoubtedly affected Lu Qingyu's livestream.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Lu Qingyu's total Firepower Value was 140 million, while Song Yushuo's was over 90 million. Although he didn't have as much as Lu Qingyu, his growth was higher than Lu Qingyu's.

Compared to his performance at noon, the growth in Lu Qingyu's results was negligible.

While everyone was waiting for Lu Qingyu to respond, the livestream program had already ended.

However, the voices online did not stop; instead, the topic grew more intense.

Lu Qingyu didn't respond to the matter at first because he felt it wasn't important, as anti-fans were acting up every day.

After turning off the livestream, Su Jixing came over.

“Qingyu, someone deliberately pushed that topic. I've already had the company draft a lawyer's letter. It won't affect tomorrow's livestream, so don't worry.”

Lu Qingyu: “Since everyone is curious whether I've evaded taxes or not, then let them see for themselves.”