The younger generation, starting from where the wind blows...

Chapter 324 Hu Youyu: Finally, a Pie Fell From the Sky!
"Sister Siyi, doesn't that mean you'll become our competitor?"

After Lin Kesong finished speaking, fearing that everyone would misunderstand, she quickly added, "I wasn't talking about competitors in the college entrance examination, but about Zuoyebang and Yuanfudao."

Sun Xiang nodded vigorously in agreement: "Sister Siyi, have you told President Yang about this?"

Xia Fenghua picked up another skewer of barbecue and said, half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Look how scared you two are. Do you think we could openly say this if President Yang didn't agree?"

Lin Kesong and Sun Xiang looked at each other in bewilderment.

The two didn't suspect Xia Fenghua of lying, but they couldn't understand why Yang Muye would agree to Ma Siyi's "defection" behavior.

At this moment, the person involved spoke up.

"Mr. Yang has a childhood friend named Xie Zhiyao, who is also one of the partners of Yuanfudao."

As soon as Ma Siyi finished speaking, Xia Fenghua's voice rang out.

"Not only that, even the name Yuanfudao was given by President Yang, while Zuoyebang was originally Xie Wanghe's idea. However, he failed in his business venture. Later, President Yang was inspired by Xie Wanghe and decided to develop Zuoyebang. The relationship between the two companies is not just a simple competitive one."

Lin Kesong and Sun Xiang exchanged a glance, both looking on with a puzzled yet impressive expression.

Just then, Hu Youyu's voice rang out.

"Siyi, are you really sure you don't want to participate in 'The Voice of China'? I heard from Sister Hu that the company received an invitation from the Spring Festival Gala production team, and Sister Huimei will most likely sing a song on the Spring Festival Gala this time."

With Xin Huimei appearing on the Spring Festival Gala stage, the popularity of "The Voice of China," for which she serves as a mentor, will naturally rise as well.

Correspondingly, if one can achieve a good ranking in this program, one will be one step closer to the dream of becoming a singer.

If you're lucky, you might even rise to the top in one fell swoop.

Before Ma Siyi could answer, Lin Kesong's voice rang out first.

"Teacher Hu, didn't you say last time that you and Sister Siyi didn't receive any special treatment when you participated in 'The Voice of China'?"

"Yes, when you get to the stage of 'The Voice of China,' everything depends on your ability. But then again, we're from the same company as Sister Huimei, so when we get to the stage, we can get some preferential treatment."

Hu Youyu explained.

Xia Fenghua put down the kebabs in her hand:

"Teacher Hu, please don't think I'm being blunt. Siyi's withdrawal is actually a good thing for you."

Hu Youyu said calmly, "I know that if Siyi and I participate in 'The Voice of China' together, Siyi will definitely have the advantage."

Whether it's gender, appearance, or background, these are all advantages for Ma Siyi.

Given the choice between the two, it's believed that all four mentors, including the company, would lean towards Ma Siyi.

Hu Youyu knew all of this.

That's why he felt sorry for Ma Siyi.

What a great opportunity to become famous!

Xia Fenghua continued to act as Ma Siyi's mouth double: "Teacher Hu, you don't need to belittle yourself. You have an advantage that Siyi can't match when you participate in 'The Voice of China'."

Hu Youyu curiously put down his beer.

"What advantage?"

"family."

what?
Hu Youyu was dumbfounded.

He even quarreled with his family in order to pursue his musical dreams, and his father was so angry that he severed ties with him.

Now Xia Fenghua actually says that his family is an advantage for him in participating in "The Voice of China"?

Xia Fenghua hurriedly clarified.

"This wasn't my statement, it was Mr. Yang's."

After glancing at the stunned Hu Youyu, Xia Fenghua continued, "I won't lie to you, some time ago President Yang gave me a secret mission: to persuade you."

Hu Youyu was about to ask herself what to do when she suddenly froze.

What else can I say to him?
Of course, we should advise him to reconcile with his family.

In this way, the father can go to the "The Voice of China" studio to cheer on Hu Youyu.

Hu Youyu was also able to share his story of pursuing his musical dreams on stage.

"The Voice of China" has never been a purely music program.

For contestants, having a good voice that can impress the mentors is certainly important.

Based on this, if a contestant has a "story" to tell, they will definitely receive more attention than other contestants.

To put it bluntly, it's just playing the victim to gain attention.

Of course, there should be a limit and a standard to this kind of sob story.

Although Ma Siyi's background is more tragic than Hu Youyu's, and her break with her vampire mother can evoke empathy from many, the mother-daughter breakup is not "positive energy".

In contrast, if Hu Youyu can use the opportunity of appearing on the stage of "The Voice of China" to reconcile with his father, then this value orientation is correct.

That alone is enough to make him a "royal family" member on the show.

Not only will the mentors treat him differently, but even the production team will have to flatter him a bit.

These were Yang Muye's original words; Xia Fenghua was merely relaying them.

After listening, Lin Kesong and Sun Xiang also joined in trying to persuade Hu Youyu.

"Teacher Hu, even if you achieve your dream of becoming a singer, you'll still have regrets if you don't have your family's support, right?"

"Yes, you would be very sad if you were alone every year during the Spring Festival."

Hu Youyu gripped the beer can tightly in his hand and fell silent.

Seeing that the time was almost right, Xia Fenghua immediately gave her assurance:

"Ms. Hu, Mr. Yang said that as long as you agree, the company will take care of persuading your family to go to the show to support you, and Mr. Yang will also tailor a song for you during the competition."

Upon hearing this, Hu Youyu was completely stunned.

Did you hear it correctly?

Did Yang Muyi write a song specifically for himself?

Why bother participating in "The Voice of China"? Just release the song directly, and it will still become a hit.

It wasn't that Hu Youyu was blindly confident.

Just like when people in Yunnan Province get poisoned by wild mushrooms, they never blame the mushrooms themselves for being poisonous, but only blame themselves for not cooking the mushrooms properly.

If you don't become famous after singing Yang Muye's songs, it only means you're not destined for fame, and it's definitely not because the songs are bad.

Yang Muyi's songs have a reputation as solid as Duan Zhengchun in Jin Yong's martial arts novels!

Fortunately, Hu Youyu was not overwhelmed by the good news and quickly calmed down.

Yang Muyi's song was not actually written for himself, but for "The Voice of China".

He just happened to be there, and he happened to have a positive story that Yang Muye valued and that he could use for publicity and hype, so this great opportunity fell into his lap.

Hesitating for even a second longer would be disrespectful to the hardships and bitterness I've endured over the past two years.

Thinking of this, Hu Youyu raised his head and looked at Ma Siyi with a serious expression.

"Siyi, if you don't withdraw, this opportunity is yours. Are you really not going to regret it at all?"

The fact that Hu Youyu could say this to someone's face shows his openness and honesty.

Ma Siyi and Xia Fenghua exchanged a glance.

Actually, the two of them had discussed this matter on their way to and from buying barbecue, and Xia Fenghua had asked Ma Siyi the same question at the time.

At that time, Ma Siyi asked Xia Fenghua a question in return.

Wasn't this the decision you made for me?
Naturally, it's time for Xia Fenghua to explain this matter clearly to everyone.

"Teacher Hu, before I answer your question, I'd like to ask you a question first."

Hu Youyu nodded.

"You ask."

"If you were reborn before you broke ties with your family and ran away from home, and you knew that you could get close to Mr. Yang in the future, would you choose to run to Beijing early to become a street singer and wait to bump into Mr. Yang, or would you work hard to get into Beijing University of Economics and Business and become Mr. Yang's classmate?"

Hu Youyu thought about it seriously.

"If I were really reborn, I would definitely plagiarize all of Mr. Yang's songs first. Just those songs would be enough for me to live off for the rest of my life."

what?
Xia Fenghua was dumbfounded. Hu Youyu laughed and explained, "I was just kidding. But to be honest, even if I were reborn, I'm not cut out for college. I'd have a hard time even getting into a junior college."

But Ma Siyi is different.

He was already a good student, so it wouldn't have been difficult for him to get into Yenching University after reviewing for the entrance exam.

Look at the "Whampoa Military Academy direct descendants" like Old Boys, Plastic Brothers, Loser Boys, and even Sisters Who Make Waves, and then look at your own "ragtag army," and you'll know how important it is to get into a university.

If Ma Siyi can become an alumnus of Yang Muyi and join the university student influencer universe system, she will have plenty of opportunities to become famous in the future.

He advised Ma Siyi not to give up on "The Voice of China," but it turned out to be a case of picking up a sesame seed and losing a watermelon.

Thinking of this, Hu Youyu immediately raised the beer can to Ma Siyi.

"Siyi, since you've made up your mind, I wish you the best of luck in next year's college entrance examination!"

Just as Ma Siyi was about to raise her glass, Lin Kesong and Sun Xiang raised their glasses.

"Teacher Hu, you only wish Sister Siyi well, what about us?"

Hu Youyu slapped his forehead and apologized repeatedly.

"Sorry, I forgot about you guys. I'll punish myself with a drink first. Anyway, I wish all three of you the best of luck in getting into university. And once you're in university, don't forget to give me a hand!"

Lin Kesong and Sun Xiang hurriedly raised their glasses and said repeatedly, "You flatter us."

After Hu Youyu finishes participating in "The Voice of China", he might become a big star.

They'll need Hu Youyu to protect them then!
Finally, at Xia Fenghua's suggestion, the two sides stopped their mutual flattery.

Let's all raise our glasses.

"cheers!"

-

Noon the next day.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door.

Sun Guang, general manager of Fairfield Inn, stared at his laptop screen, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.

"Come in!"

The office door was pushed open.

Zhang Guangzheng, Shao Xingchi, Chen Jingdian, and another doorman filed in and stood in a row in front of the desk.

Sun Guangting raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the four people one by one.

Do you know why I called all four of you here?

Chen Jingdian's heart skipped a beat, but he pretended to be calm and shook his head along with the other three.

"Who was on duty at the gate before 10 p.m. last night?"

"Manager, it's me and Xingchi."

Zhang Guangzheng spoke first.

Sun Guangting's gaze then fell upon Chen Jingdian and another doorman:
"So around 11 o'clock, it's your turn to work the night shift?"

Chen Jingdian nodded to the other doorman.

"Manager, what exactly happened?" Zhang Guangzheng asked cautiously.

"Snapped!"

Sun Guangting slammed a pen onto his desk.

"How dare you ask! This has even made the news!"

Zhang Guangzheng, Shao Xingchi, and another doorman were all dumbfounded.

What made the news?

Only Chen Jingdian quietly clenched his fists, his palms beginning to sweat.

"According to media reports, Luo Lin went to the hotel last night and had a big argument with Xin Huimei. The two parted on bad terms. Just over an hour ago, Ms. Xin's assistant called me with a complaint. The only possible mole in the hotel who leaked guests' privacy is one of the four of you."

Sun Guangting's stern gaze swept across the four men's faces: "I've already had someone check the surveillance footage. Now I'm giving you a chance to step forward and admit it yourselves."

After waiting a few seconds and seeing that no one stepped forward, Sun Guangting snorted coldly:
"Fine, since you won't admit it, I'll have no choice but to call the police."

As he spoke, he reached for the landline phone.

"Manager, no!"

Zhang Guangzheng stepped forward and pressed both hands onto the landline receiver.

Sun Guangting looked at Zhang Guangzheng, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

"You did it?"

"No no no!"

Zhang Guangzheng hurriedly waved his hand.

"Manager, what I mean is that reporting this to the police would have a bad impact on the hotel. Let's handle it internally if possible."

Sun Guangting's eyes flashed with a cold light.

"Are you pleading for that mole?"

Zhang Guangzheng hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded in agreement.

Sun Guangting then asked another question.

"Do you know who the mole is?"

Zhang Guangzheng took a deep breath and said without turning his head:

"We're colleagues, so I should just admit what I did."

Sun Guangting looked past Zhang Guangzheng and at the three people behind him, quickly locking onto Chen Jingdian, who was clearly panicked.

Just then, another doorman's voice rang out.

“Manager, I remember now. When Luo Lin left the hotel last night, Chen Jingdian and I were on duty. At that time, Luo Lin did seem to have argued with someone and was in a bad mood.”

Sun Guangting stared intently at the doorman to make sure he wasn't lying.

"and then?"

"Then, a few minutes later, Chen Jingdian said he had a stomachache and went to the toilet. He didn't come back for about ten minutes. I guess he was the mole!"

Sun Guangting's gaze followed to Chen Jingdian, whose face was deathly pale.

If Chen Jingdian had been wronged, he would have already passionately refuted the accusations by now, instead of looking like he'd lost his parents.

Just as he was about to speak, the phone on the table suddenly started vibrating.

Sun Guangting picked up his phone and answered the call.

After listening for a couple of sentences, his gaze fell on Chen Jingdian again.

"Will you admit it yourself, or should I call the police and have them check your text messages?"

Chen Jingdian's face was deathly pale, as if all his strength had been drained away, and he stood there without saying a word.

Zhang Guangzheng was overflowing with sympathy and was about to plead for leniency when Shao Xingchi tugged at his sleeve to stop him.

Sun Guangting looked at Chen Jingdian with a look of anger at his lack of ambition.

"I'm giving you two choices: pay three months' salary as compensation for the hotel's reputational damage and leave; or I'll call the police and sue you in the hotel's name!"

Chen Jingdian suddenly raised his head, staring at Sun Guangting with a shocked expression.

He tipped off paparazzi twice, but the reward he received was less than three months' salary.

I thought I had been discreet enough that the hotel would never find out.

Who would have thought——

"Manager Sun, I admit that I did it, but I only received less than three thousand yuan from the other party. Isn't it too much to fine me three months' salary?"

Sun Guangting remained silent, only offering a cold laugh.

If they won't listen to reason, they'll have to suffer the consequences; it seems the only option is to call the police.

(End of this chapter)