How can you become a star without money?

Chapter 14 I'm not a savior, I'm just a creditor
After returning to his hotel and taking a shower, Wang Yao received the business license that had been processed by the agent via QQ. He then registered an online store overnight, familiarized himself with the clumsy and tedious online store operation, and successfully listed the products he had prepared.

Since it's a blind box lottery format, the product details page doesn't need to be too complicated; all that's needed is a sales portal.

I placed two orders to test the customer service and shipping process, and after confirming there were no issues, I found that...

Inform Zhou Cong that he can release the photocards in the group to generate buzz and see how much interest ordinary fans have in them. If there are natural inquiries even with this, then the subsequent operations will be simple.

Then he replied to Bai Ke's message, telling him to go with Zhou Cong to complete the onboarding process first, and they would get together again when he returned.

It was almost 1 a.m. when I finished dealing with all of this.

Wang Yao was still not sleepy and stared blankly at the scenery outside the hotel window.

In fact, ever since he came into contact with Qu Shou, he has felt an indescribable absurdity that has made him very restless.

It's a feeling of being at a crossroads, knowing exactly which way to go, yet still hesitant and lost.

Wang Yao's room faced Orange Isle. Looking at his blurry figure in the night, he felt a little lost. After a long while, he sighed, registered a Weibo account, and posted his first message.

"All things under the frosty sky compete freely."

The recording of "Happy Camp" went smoothly. Although the total footage of Qu, Shou, and the other three people was less than forty minutes, they recorded nearly three hours of material.

After recording Qu Shou and others' segments, there's a second half on the theme of supernatural powers, featuring some relatively well-known internet celebrities, the most famous of whom is Xiao Caiqi from the Spring Festival Gala.

So the entire recording of the program took nearly six hours, from 1 p.m. to 7 p.m.

Watching a movie for two hours is uncomfortable enough, let alone recording a variety show, which can be a bit tedious.

60% of the audience at the show were staff members of Hunan TV, and the remaining 40% were extras or fans. Otherwise, it would be difficult to control the scene and maintain the performance for six hours.

After the recording ended, Li Ying and He Jiong, as is their custom, invited all the guests to dinner. This is their long-standing tradition, mainly started by He Jiong, who loves making friends and respects every guest.

Therefore, half of his success is not fame, but the network he has built by working tirelessly to support countless newcomers and encouraging countless new talents.

Later, his brother opened a late-night food stall to support He Jiong, which almost caused He Jiong's house to collapse.

Wang Yao naturally accepted the invitation, as it was an important networking gathering. The atmosphere at the dinner table was great, mainly thanks to Xie Na, a top socialite, who kept the atmosphere lively. However, everyone was very tactful, as it was just a business meeting.

It was already 11 p.m. when I got back to the hotel after the dinner.

Wang Yao's room is on the 11th floor, and Qu Shou's is on the 9th floor.

But unexpectedly, Wang Yao also came out.

"Mr. Wang, please get some rest." Qu Shou thought Wang Yao had gone to the wrong place and politely reminded him.

"Is it convenient for us to talk in your room?" Wang Yao nodded, leaning against the door.

"Huh?" Qu Shou's pupils shrank upon hearing this, and his slightly tipsy mind instantly went into overdrive.

Go to my room?
What's the meaning? ?

"Never mind, I'm not ready yet. Let's talk about it when we get back." Wang Yao frowned, feeling that it wasn't quite right.

"Oh, then Mr. Wang, get some rest." Qu Shou watched the elevator doors close, feeling his legs go a little weak.

What are you not prepared for?
What do you need to prepare?
With his mind filled with wild thoughts, Qu Shou didn't even dare to turn on the lights after returning to his room.

Logically speaking, Wang Yao's words just now couldn't be described as an implication; they were more like a direct statement of his needs.

Qu Shou had heard this kind of thing countless times since she entered the industry, and she had refused it countless times.

However, Wang Yao's behavior surprised and disappointed her.

I don't know if I'm disappointed in Wang Yao or in myself.

She lay in bed in a daze for a long time before she came to her senses and took a shower.

Perhaps due to the alcohol, she realized that she wasn't very resistant to Wang Yao's needs, and even looked forward to them.

Feeling inexplicably lost and listless, I dried my hair, wanting to confide in someone, only to realize that I seemed to have no friends.

Just as my restless mood was slowly turning into depression, my phone received a text message.

"Hmm, I still think it's better to talk to you today. Should I come to your room, or will you come to mine?"

Looking at Wang Yao's text message, Qu Shou bit his lip hard and typed with trembling hands.

Come find me.

Two minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Qu Shou didn't even have time to prepare himself before he stiffly opened the door.

Wang Yao looked at Qu Shou, whose hair was still wet and hadn't been dried, and scratched his head. "Sorry to bother you."

"Come in, come in." Qu Shou lowered his head, his voice trembling slightly.

Wang Yao entered the room and closed the door.

Qu Shou sat on the edge of the bed, clutching the bed sheet.

The air was filled with the scent of fragrance, creating a subtle atmosphere.

After a long silence, Qu Shouxian broke the awkward silence, asking, "Um, have you showered?"

"I'm not in the mood to wash if this matter isn't handled properly," Wang Yao sighed.

"Let's take a shower," Qu Shou said in a barely audible voice.

"You should be sober by now," Wang Yao said.

"I didn't drink much," Qu Shou said, his voice hoarse with nervousness.

"Then, I hope you can remain calm during our next conversation." Wang Yao placed his laptop on the table.

?

Why are you bringing a laptop?
Qu Shou's mind was filled with strange and bizarre thoughts, but they were quickly shattered by the contents of the laptop. She subconsciously got up and grabbed the laptop, her once rosy face turning ashen, her eyes filled with terror and rage, on the verge of collapse.

how
How did these things end up on Wang Yao's computer?!

“Ms. Qu, as your project manager, I expect you to give me an explanation.” Wang Yao’s voice was somewhat stiff.

Like a thunderclap, it cleaved through Qu Shou's terror.

"Who sent it to you?!" Qu Shou's originally innocent voice suddenly became sharp.

"That's what I wanted to ask too." Wang Yao said expressionlessly, looking quietly into Qu Shou's eyes.

“You should know very well what it means for these things to appear here. You should also know that these things will not only affect you, but will also cause incalculable losses to the company. I need to know the facts in order to deal with the risks ahead.”

Despite Wang Yao's distant tone, it gradually calmed Qu Shou down, and the terrifying boulder that had been weighing on her heart was finally pushed down.

Because she had figured out Wang Yao's purpose.

It seems they came here to solve a problem?

“The photo was taken by my boyfriend when I was in college, as revenge on me.” Qu Shou took a deep breath.

It begins with the tragic story of a naive young girl who is bewitched by a scumbag, becomes blinded by love, selflessly dedicates herself to him, and is ultimately coerced and lured into a corner.

Just when she was at her wit's end, another man appeared, helping her out of the crisis caused by the scumbag boyfriend. After his meticulous care and help in advancing her modeling career, they developed feelings for each other and, out of gratitude, got together.

At first, Qu thought she had found true love, and then she was in love again and devoted herself to him. However, after she became popular online and signed with a company, her current boyfriend became a completely different person. He became extremely controlling, and his behavior escalated from arguing and insulting her to physical abuse.

It was precisely because of this that Qu Shou made up her mind to break up, but she was still pressured by her current boyfriend. She has now left Beijing for Shanghai to escape.

But to her utter surprise, her current boyfriend turned out to be just as heartless as her ex-boyfriend, transforming these private items that she had once cherished as proof of her love into razor-skinning blades, attempting to kill her completely.

Qu Shou became calmer and calmer as he spoke, until finally he even looked up at Wang Yao with an absurd and mocking smile, "Why do you photographers all follow the same routine?"

"Is that all?" Wang Yao did not respond to the other party.

"There are also videos, I guess they'll release them after things fall apart." Qu Shou's smile was bleak, like a rag doll that had lost all its strength.

"In other words, you and your current boyfriend haven't broken up yet, you're just in a cold war. I'm not interested in your private life, but it does affect the company and my interests. Do you think you can convince your current boyfriend not to release these things?" Wang Yao rubbed his temples.

"If I marry him, given his personality, he would never bring out these things that would embarrass him," Qu Shou said with a wry smile.

“If you marry him, the company’s losses can be controlled.” Wang Yao nodded.

"Can I still be a model and an actress?" Qu Shou asked blankly, knowing the answer already.

"Achieving success in both career and love is a luxury in itself. You should know very well that the reason you became popular is because you fulfilled men's fantasies. If you get married, these fantasies will disappear." Wang Yao shook his head.

"Mr. Wang, you can help me, right?" Qu Shou seemed to have been suddenly stimulated. His previously unfocused eyes suddenly sharpened, and his face carried a strange allure as he slowly stood up and walked towards Wang Yao.

"Miss Qu, do you feel like you always find a lifeline in every predicament?" Wang Yao chuckled.

Perhaps the laughter was too jarring, causing Qu Shousheng to stop in his tracks, his face turning ashen once more.

"Have you ever thought about why you always meet similar people and fall into the same predicament?" Wang Yao asked.

"It's because I'm stupid." Qu Shou knelt on the ground, covering his face and suppressing his sobs.

"No, it's because the bad guys are too bad," Wang Yao scoffed.

Qu Shou trembled, his face streaked with tears, filled with astonishment and confusion as he stared blankly at Wang Yao.

Different!
How could they be different!
Why didn't the man in front of him criticize his own stupidity and naivety like those others?
It was clearly my own stupidity. If I hadn't listened to that scumbag's sweet talk, if I hadn't been afraid of those things...
"Are you feeling guilty and remorseful now for having met the wrong person? For misjudging people? For taking those photos? For feeling stupid, that if you were smarter, you wouldn't be facing such a bleak reality?" Wang Yao asked coldly.

Qu Shou gasped, a strange chill running down her spine from her tailbone to the top of her head.

Is this boy able to hear her innermost thoughts?
"You really are pretty stupid," Wang Yao chuckled.

That's right, that's right. Qu Shou's pain was strangely exhilarating.

"You're stupid because you were clearly hurt by bad people, yet you blame yourself for it. Miss Qu, I have neither the time nor the obligation to teach you what right and wrong are."

"I have no interest in seeking justice for your miserable life. I just want you to cooperate and resolve this matter." Wang Yao shook his head, his tone indifferent.

"I am not a savior, I am just a creditor."

Qu Shou stared blankly at Wang Yao, his mind completely blank.

Because every response from Wang Yao was unexpected and completely beyond her comprehension.

How could this be?
How can there be such a man in the world?
"Ms. Qu, I need to make it clear to you now that once your information is exposed online, the company will face huge compensation claims."

According to the contract, you're liable for at least 50 to 100 million yuan in damages for the show "Happy Camp" you recorded today, and your next two films could face even more breach of contract penalties of several million yuan. Wang Yao slowly squatted down, his gaze meeting Qu Shouping's.

"So, Miss Qu, I don't think you can handle this matter well, so I have to handle it myself."

Wang Yao's voice is very pleasant; even with a cold tone, it is still melodious.

Qu Shou had no time to appreciate it; at this moment, her mind was not even on the astronomical figures Wang Yao had mentioned, but on the last four words.

Handle it personally?

"You...you can handle this?" Qu Shou had considered countless possibilities, but he never thought that this matter could be handled.

In fact, when her current boyfriend first hit her, Qu Shou had already made the worst-case scenario plan, but for so long, she had only been deceiving herself and hoping for the best.

But now someone says they can help her, and it sounds like they can actually handle it, which rekindles hope in her despondent heart.

"It's simple. Since we can't solve the problem, we'll deal with the people who created it." Wang Yao's smile was somewhat chilling.

"How do we solve this?" Qu Shou gasped, a terrifying possibility flashing through his mind.

"It's simple, just make him disappear." Wang Yao's smile deepened.

Upon hearing this, Qu Shou rolled his eyes and fainted.

(End of this chapter)