"Ha ha ha, Mr. Zhou, making you run back and forth all the time, I feel a bit embarrassed!"
Zhang Shihao laughed heartily as he approached and gave Zhou Wang a light hug.
Zheng Shifeng was momentarily speechless, his mouth slightly open, staring blankly at the scene.
"It’s no bother, Second Brother, did something else come up with Zhang Dada again?"
Zhou Wang didn’t even glance at Zheng Shifeng, instead turning to Zhang Shihao with a smile.
"Yeah, he’s now refusing to perform on the grounds of ’feeling unwell.’ Heh heh, his agent is also stirring up controversy online to hype him up..."
Zhang Shihao coldly smirked.
"So how do we resolve this, Second Brother, do you have any ideas?"
Zhou Wang nodded and then asked.
"Ignore the online chatter for now, we can deal with that after the event. Let him make a scene for now, it just adds more buzz to our Wuyou Gala. You wouldn’t believe it, in the past half-hour, our online viewership has increased by 800,000, it’s quite a promising trend..."
Zhang Shihao chuckled, then frowned, "The tricky part is the finale, since it’s missing now."
"Do we not have a backup performance?"
"We do, but they don’t have the same impact as a finale. The backup performances are rather lacking, like Wang Xiaoxiao’s type, you understand."
Zhang Shihao pondered briefly, not beating around the bush, "I do have an idea, but my dear brother... this trouble was caused by you, you can’t just stay out of it, can you?"
Seeing Zhang Shihao’s slightly mischievous grin, Zhou Wang had a bad feeling. But since it started with him and involved his own company, he felt an unshakable responsibility and could only tough up and ask, "Second Brother, what is your idea?"
"We perform ourselves!"
"We... perform?"
"Yes, for buzz, excitement, and control of the scene, who better than us, the bosses?"
Seeing Zhou Wang’s astonishment, Zhang Shihao laughed, "Don’t look like that. There’s no shame in the boss taking the stage. Look at Wanda Wang, Jack Ma, haven’t they performed? Little brother, you might not know, but I originally had a performance lined up, though it was a duet. Now it seems unnecessary..."
Only then did Zhou Wang remember that back in the day, Zhang Shihao dabbled in rock music. Being in this industry, how could he be rigid and conventional...
"I’m really terrible at singing..."
Zhou Wang, feeling a bit anxious, tried to refuse.
"No worries, I’ll pick something easy. We won’t even need to rehearse."
"I... how about this, I’ll accompany you!"
Seeing no way out, Zhou Wang hurriedly proposed a compromise.
"Little brother, you play an instrument?"
Seeing Zhou Wang nod, Zhang Shihao was surprised but finally agreed.
He seemed in a pretty good mood, patting Zhou Wang’s shoulder repeatedly, "Perfect, little brother, I’ve always been the only one of our company stepping out front. I worry about everything; since you’re exposed anyway, why not stand with me? I’m under a lot of pressure, need you to help share the burden..."
With Zhang Shihao putting it that way, Zhou Wang had nothing left to say, could only nod with a wry smile.
The two quickly settled their solution and only then remembered the person standing beside them.
Zhang Shihao turned, looking at Zheng Shifeng, who had already realized something, his face pale and weak-kneed, and said flatly, "Oh, I forgot to introduce, this is Zhou Wang, Mr. Zhou, a new shareholder, and... the new supervisor of the company."
...
On the brilliantly lit main stage of the Olympic Sports Center, the performances continued.
At this moment, Liu Genghong was leading several internet celebrity trainees in singing and dancing to "Dragon Fist."
The atmosphere remained lively, but there was an undercurrent of unease hanging in the venue.
Zhang Dada wasn’t just one of the finale performers; he was also one of the hosts. But no one knew when it started, there were only three hosts on stage when it should’ve been four.
Even those present at the event were fiddling with their phones; when the "Zhang Dada exit incident" hit the trending searches, even more attendees joined in on the gossip.
Many of the sharp online comments came from this very group of attending audience members, as they were on the spot, some even front-row and witnessing the whole incident.
"I was there. I saw that newbie influencer, dressed flamboyantly, no idea where they popped up from..."
"Someone says he’s one of their hometown’s top ten outstanding youths. Tsk, tsk, with that quality, no idea how they got rated!"
"Must be money—did you see him wearing Kiton custom? That set’s at least two million!"
"These days anyone can become an influencer. It’s so easy to swindle money from those fools online..."
It couldn’t be felt at the scene, but the livestream bullet comments and critiques were full of curses, especially after bits of Zhou Wang’s personal information were leaked, twisted in various ways, and spread online.
Back in the audience, Endme and Hua Suisui were also browsing through the trending articles, though their expressions weren’t particularly anxious.
Hua Suisui was just puzzled, if her guess wasn’t wrong, then why hasn’t the company released a statement yet? And this Zhang Dada, he’s probably an idiot for offending Zhou Wang, directly pulling out now...
Endme still seemed somewhat distracted. She wasn’t really worried about Zhou Wang; it was just that the kind of reassurance Zhou Wang had given her twice in such a short time made her inexplicably feel that Zhou Wang would definitely resolve this issue.