Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

Because Ding Heng had already removed the [Sacred Radiance Disguise Mask], Long He's face was clearly visible in the photo.

Jiang Wen recounted, "I've already sent the photos, and the boss is very happy. He'll be flying over with his team tomorrow to meet with you in person."

Ding Heng nodded, his expression unchanged.

Everything was as he had anticipated.

Two simple photos are definitely not enough to satisfy the other team's appetite, but once we meet, everything else will be much easier!

"Jiang Wen".

"Ok?"

"Would you like to change jobs?"

"what?"

"I said, do you want to change jobs?"

"I... I'll think about it."

"Think about it quickly."

Jiang Wen met Ding Heng's gaze, looking puzzled.

"why?"

Ding Heng sat down leisurely, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Your company is probably going to go bankrupt soon..."

Chapter 177: Someone Wants to Harm My Brother? (Part 2)

The concert took place at the Xingcheng International Sports Center that night.

The plaza outside the venue was bustling with people, and glow sticks and support signs formed a sea of ​​light in the twilight.

It took Ding Heng quite a while to find a parking space. Wen Jing was the first to crawl out, looked up at the huge poster outside the venue, and couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.

"So many people!"

"That won't do, Aurora Eos is currently at the top..."

Zhao Yanxi followed closely behind, her tone tinged with sarcasm: "Someone, as a die-hard fan, insisted on dragging us over to join in the fun."

Ever since learning that Long He and Ding Heng were childhood sweethearts, Zhao Yanxi has had no good feelings towards her whatsoever.

Baima was the last to get off the bus, and continued to ask Zhao Yanxi, "Sister-in-law, does my brother really know Long He?"

"Stay close, don't get separated!"

Ding Heng interrupted the three people's conversation and walked into the venue.

Ding Heng originally intended to support his good friend out of his own pocket, but his good friend still took the initiative to send the tickets.

It's even quite thoughtful, with a total of four cards!

It includes Hua Qing, Wen Jing, and Zhao Yanxi.

With Hua Qing absent, Ding Heng had no choice but to bring Bai Ma along...

The four of them moved to the front row seats with a great view. The stage lights began to change, and the cheers from the audience gradually rose.

At 8:00 sharp, all the lights in the venue suddenly went out.

Screams erupted like a tidal wave, almost lifting the entire stadium off its feet.

On the giant LED screen, the countdown began to tick—ten, nine, eight…

At the moment of reset, the platform in the center of the stage slowly rose.

Four figures appeared under the spotlight.

The music blasted.

The opening act featured a series of energetic songs and dances with a strong rhythm and frequent drumbeats.

The four girls moved, turned, and jumped on the stage with perfect precision and seamless coordination.

Although Zhao Yanxi was unhappy, she still unconsciously followed the rhythm, humming a tune and swaying her body gently.

After the three songs were performed, the stage lights softened.

Long He walked to the front of the stage, slightly out of breath, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Friends in Changsha, it's been a long time!"

Her voice carried throughout the venue through the speakers, eliciting another round of screams from the audience.

Baima stomped her feet excitedly: "Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, Longhe is so handsome!"

Zhao Yanxi glanced at her: "Bai Ma, didn't you just say you weren't interested in celebrities?"

"That was before!"

Baima said confidently, "Now she's my brother's sister-in-law, and she might even be my future sister-in-law, so it's different!"

Zhao Yanxi: "..."

Halfway through the concert, a video clip started playing on stage, the lights dimmed, and the noise temporarily subsided.

Sister Song suddenly appeared and waved to Ding Heng.

Ding Heng understood, stood up and patted Wen Jing on the shoulder: "I'll go for a bit, I'll be right back."

Wenjing nodded obediently: "Mmm."

Zhao Yanxi looked up at him with a suspicious look in her eyes, but didn't ask any further questions.

Ding Heng followed Sister Song away from the audience area, through the corridor, and into a relatively quiet passage.

At the end of the passage was a door, and Sister Song raised her hand and knocked.

"Come in."

It's Yang Sijie's voice.

Sister Song pushed open the door, stepped aside to let Ding Heng in, and then closed the door from the outside.

The room wasn't big; it looked like a backstage lounge.

Yang Sijie sat on the sofa, her expression cold and her gaze sharp.

She cut to the chase: "Ding Heng, how could you do such a thing!"

Ding Heng walked over and sat down, smiling as he advised, "Aunt Yang, don't get agitated. Let's clarify things first."

"Don't get agitated?"

Yang Sijie raised her hand and slammed it on the table, making a "bang" sound.

Look at this!

She picked up her phone, swiped a few times, and shoved the screen in front of Ding Heng.

The homepage of a Weibo account is verified as "CEO of Xingyao Media".

The latest update was posted yesterday, containing only one line: "[Tonight at 9 PM, something big is coming.]"

The accompanying image is on a black background with white text: "[Stay tuned]".

The number of reposts, comments, and likes has already exceeded six figures.

Ding Heng remained calm.

"That's it?"

"That's it?"

Yang Sijie's voice rose several octaves: "Don't you know what he's planning to reveal?"

She swiped her phone a few more times and pulled out two more photos, which were of Ding Heng and Long He embracing.

Yang Sijie demanded sharply, "How could you be so careless? This is exactly what Xingyao Media was planning to reveal tonight!"

Ding Heng smiled awkwardly: "Auntie, please let me explain..."

Yang Sijie interrupted him: "Did you agree to cooperate with them?"

Ding Heng countered, "Why would Aunt Yang think that way?"

Yang Sijie grew increasingly impatient: "Answer my question first!"

Ding Heng suddenly realized: "Auntie, you also have people of your own at Xingyao Media, right?"

Yang Sijie tacitly agreed.

"No wonder..."

Ding Heng sighed and then laughed.

To be able to obtain two photos in advance and even know about his contact with Xingyao Media, it seems the mole is of a high level.

Ding Heng readily admitted, "That's right, I have indeed met with Luo Bin, the boss of Xingyao Media."

Yang Sijie's face darkened further: "What promises did he make to you?"

"Earn millions a year, become a top internet celebrity, sell products via live streaming, and earn advertising revenue..."

Ding Heng counted on his fingers: "It's the same old thing anyway."

"Ding Heng, I trusted you so much, how could you treat Long He like this?"

Yang Sijie's chest heaved violently, and her voice trembled, whether from anger or anxiety, it was hard to tell.

"With Luo Bin's limited abilities, what kind of trouble do you think he can cause? He's just being used as a pawn!"

Yang Sijie's speech quickened: "Do you know who's behind him? It's Yaoshi Entertainment! Longhe was almost ready to sign two endorsements and a regular guest spot on a variety show, but Yaoshi suddenly jumped in and snatched them away. They couldn't compete openly, so they resorted to underhanded tactics!"

She stood up and paced back and forth in the room.

"Xingyao Media is just a dog kept by Yaoshi, doing all the dirty work for them. The purpose of this exposé is not to expose your relationship with Longhe, but to sabotage Longhe's subsequent concerts, which could result in losses of up to hundreds of millions!"

Ding Heng listened quietly until she finished speaking before reassuring her, "Auntie, don't worry."

How can I not be anxious?