Entertainment: My wife is a superstar

Chapter 52 Lin Yi's Counterattack

Several of Liao Yuzhu's biggest fans spoke out, saying that there was no such person as "Flathead Bro" in the core fan group, and that he was definitely not a fan of Liao Yuzhu.

But passersby didn't believe it.

For a time, Ye Wanfeng's online army, Liao Yuzhu, and Earth Entertainment's public relations team were locked in a fierce battle.

Ordinary netizens are caught up in it and can't tell who's telling the truth and who's lying.

The production team of "The Voice of Heaven" seized this opportunity and pulled off a clever trick.

vote!

"Would you like to see Liao Yuzhu and Yu Nuannuan collaborate again in the finals?"

The voting results were overwhelmingly in favor of "hope," with over 90% of people voting for it.

This poll result seems to have completely shattered the claim that "Liao Yuzhu's fans are collectively boycotting Yu Nuannuan."

In reality, even if some of Liao Yuzhu's fans did boycott the vote, the voting results would most likely still be the same.

After all, the vast majority of netizens are just people who enjoy themselves.

They couldn't be happier to see this scene.

Around 10 a.m. the next morning.

The sun in Sanya was still blazing, but Fu Mingyang wasn't in the mood to sunbathe.

He sat cross-legged on a beach chair, his fingers flying across the phone screen.

"Come on, you surnamed Lu, keep barking! Weren't you quite the talker? Why are you playing dead now?"

Someone immediately replied below: "Teacher Lu has already apologized, what more do you want? Don't you understand the importance of forgiveness?"

"So what if he apologized? If apologies were enough, what would we need the police for? When he was stirring up trouble and throwing mud at people, why didn't he think about showing some leniency?"

Fu Mingyang was having a heated online argument with netizens when his phone suddenly vibrated, and the words "Brother Yi" popped up on the screen.

Fu Mingyang quickly answered the phone: "Hello, Brother Yi."

"Xiao Fu, there's something I need you to do."

Fu Mingyang immediately sat up straight: "Brother Yi, you speak."

"Do you remember Wuyou Media, which I asked you to investigate before?" Lin Yi asked.

"I remember, it was an MCN agency in Shanghai," Fu Mingyang recalled.

"Hmm." Lin Yi paused for a moment, then continued, "Try to reach out to the internet celebrities under Wuyou Media, especially those who have left or have conflicts with them."

The investigation will focus on two key issues.

First, did Ye Wanfeng exploit loopholes in the contract to delay or deduct their salaries?

Second, are there any issues with these online celebrities' income, such as money laundering or tax evasion?

"Furthermore," Lin Yi's voice continued, "find an opportunity to contact Ye Wanfeng's partners. Try to acquire a small portion of their shares, nothing more."

Fu Mingyang's eyes lit up as he understood Lin Yi's intention.

Worry-Free Media is an unlisted limited liability company, and becoming a shareholder means having the legal right to inspect the company's accounts.

Then we'll be able to legitimately review the company's accounts.

These types of MCN agencies are notorious for tax evasion.

Ye Wanfeng had better keep his clean backside clean, otherwise... we'll send him in.

"Understood, Brother Yi." Fu Mingyang replied solemnly, "I'll arrange it right away."

"Keep this discreet, use multiple layers of secrecy, to avoid anyone resorting to desperate measures and retaliation," Lin Yi advised before hanging up the phone.

Fu Mingyang put down his phone and began to plan how to proceed.

At that moment, Hwang Dong-hyuk walked over from a distance.

"Manager Fu, have you finished your call?"

We're planning to go for a walk on the beach and discuss some ideas for the new project.

"Would you like to come along?" Hwang Dong-hyuk invited with a smile.

Fu Mingyang put aside the new task for now, stood up and said, "Great, this is a good opportunity to stretch my legs."

The two walked side by side toward the sea.

Fu Mingyang looked at Huang Donghe, pondering to himself.

Although the screenwriting team was out for a team-building trip these past few days, whenever they had free time, the conversation would inevitably circle back to work.

Yi Ge hasn't given them the outline and main storyline of "Squid Game" yet; he's only given them a direction and core settings.

But Hwang Dong-hyuk seems to have already keenly grasped some key information just from the name of the project, "Squid Game".

These past few days I've spent a lot of time discussing possible plot frameworks and character design directions with other people.

Fu Mingyang had already realized that Huang Donghe was consciously showcasing his abilities in an attempt to secure a core position in the new project.

Thinking about Huang Donghe's resume, which showed his background of studying in South Korea, Fu Mingyang felt that this might be his advantage.

He was naturally more sensitive than others to the social culture and the themes that might be involved there.

It's all about timing and fate; who knows, this person might actually become the second-in-command of the new project.

The online turmoil has not stopped, but offline, things that need to be done must continue.

In the living room of the hotel suite, Liao Yuzhu and Yu Nuannuan huddled together. Several sheets of paper, containing sheet music for several songs, were spread out on the coffee table.

"The originally planned guest was a male singer, and the song I prepared... was a love duet."

Liao Yuzhu pointed to one of the sheet music pieces with her finger, looking at Yu Nuannuan with a hint of helplessness.

"The styles don't match, so we definitely can't use it directly; we need to change it."

Yu Nuannuan picked up the sheet music, looked at it, and nodded: "Indeed. Sister Zhu, do you have any other options? Your own new songs or old songs suitable for adaptation?"

Upon hearing this, Liao Yuzhu gave a wry smile.

"To be honest, Nuannuan, I've been pretty much exhausted lately because of the semi-finals and this collaboration."

We can't release any decent new songs anytime soon.

If we rearrange old songs...

She paused, then shook her head. "It's not that it's impossible, but I feel like it would be a waste of the final stage."

As you know, the appearance fee for these kinds of shows is only so-so; the main thing is to get exposure and promote our songs—it's a rare opportunity.

Liao Yuzhu was telling the truth.

Xia Guo's variety shows place great emphasis on cost-effectiveness, and the appearance fees paid to singers are not high. Singers participate mainly to maintain exposure and promote new works.

Liao Yuzhu and Yu Nuannuan exchanged a glance, both seeing similar worries in each other's eyes.

It seems like we've hit a roadblock when it comes to choosing songs.

"Since it's hard to come up with new songs, and we're afraid of wasting opportunities with old songs, then... how about we try singing my songs?" Lin Yi said.

He had just finished a phone call when he came in and heard the two of them fretting over song selection.

Liao Yuzhu and Yu Nuannuan both looked at Lin Yi.

Yu Nuannuan's eyes lit up with anticipation. She knew Lin Yi always had a way.

Liao Yuzhu was somewhat surprised, but more so curious and expectant.

As someone in the industry, she was naturally aware of the average quality of Lin Yi's works.

"Does Teacher Lin have a suitable song?" Liao Yuzhu sat up straight, her tone becoming serious.

"Hmm, there's a song that I think might be quite suitable for the two of you to sing together on this stage."

As Lin Yi spoke, he took out another notebook from his briefcase and began to recall the music and lyrics on the spot.

"The carrying pole is wide and the bench is long"

I want to tie the carrying pole to the bench.

... "