I was exposed for adding my female boss to my group of female friends.

"He's almost thirty, and he's still talking about girls and boys," Chen Ya said.

"Pah, pah, pah... I feel like I haven't changed at all since the first time I met you!"

“Then go ahead,” Chen Ya said. “It’s going to be a big event for you and Xu Xiangxiao, it’ll be the first time you’ve ever held a press conference. The media will go crazy.”

……

The program "Poetic Life" has announced its suspension.

Soon, the comments section below the announcement on Weibo was flooded with comments.

However, most of them don't make the production team happy.

"I haven't watched this show in a long time. What happened? Has it finally been canceled?"

"Can I say I expected this all along? It's all just Li Xingliang's fans having a party, it's disgusting."

"Well, it was fine when Xinhai was around, but it felt different after she left."

"Rayya Entertainment is on the verge of collapse. Their stock has plummeted, and they are suffering heavy losses. It's estimated that they will announce the cancellation of the show at this press conference."

"Sigh, it was a great show, but it was ruined by boy band fans. It's such a pity."

Immediately below the announcement of the broadcast suspension was the announcement of the evening's press conference.

The announcement was unremarkable at first, but people quickly noticed its flaws.

"What the heck? Jiang Xinhai is here, but Li Xingliang isn't?"

"Did the staff make a mistake? They used an old staff list."

"Could it be that they're kicking Li Xingliang out and bringing Jiang Xinhai back? This back-and-forth is just too outrageous."

"Don't joke around, why would Jiang Xinhai be willing to come back?"

"It must be a mistake. Everyone just wait and see, this program will be changed in a little while."

However, half an hour passed.

The announcement remains unchanged.

Netizens and Rayark were both in an uproar.

"Who requested this announcement?"

In the office, Director Shen, who was in charge of the boy band, was the first to rush out and ask loudly.

"It was posted by the PR team. They control all the posting authority on Weibo now." The employee trembled.

Director Shen was furious: "What is Chen Ya doing? He's responsible for such a huge blunder!"

Chapter 115 The fire has almost died down, but the king is nowhere to be seen.

"What's Chen Ya's phone number? I'll tell him!"

Director Shen angrily dialed Chen Ya's mobile number using the office landline.

"Hey, Chen Ya! What's going on with the announcement your group posted?"

On the other end of the phone, Chen Ya asked, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"Can't you see the comments below?!" Director Shen gritted his teeth. "Why isn't Li Xingliang here? Instead, Jiang Xinhai is listed above?"

"The reason is simple: Jiang Xinhai is attending the press conference, but Li Xingliang is not," Chen Ya said.

"How dare you kick Li Xingliang out like that? Can you bear the consequences?" Director Shen roared in anger. "I will report this to General Manager Lei, no, I will even report this to General Manager Qin!"

“Then you decide,” Chen Ya said. “Compared to Li Xingliang, I think most people would choose Jiang Xinhai.”

"you……"

Before Director Shen could finish speaking, Chen Ya hung up the phone.

"Too deceiving!"

Director Shen grumbled as he put down the phone, panting, "Just because you're the head of the public relations team, you think you're something special? You're wielding a sledgehammer to crack a nut, really thinking you're so capable..."

He is the department director in charge of boy groups at Rayark Entertainment, and Li Xingliang is the department's top performer.

Kicking Li Xingliang out is tantamount to taking away his livelihood. Naturally, he was angry.

"President Shen, calm down," a senior employee said with a grin. "Didn't Li Xingliang just lose the ranking recently? This is a good opportunity to play the victim and generate some buzz. It's exactly what we wanted."

After thinking for a moment, Director Shen said, "That's right."

Another person said, "Besides, hasn't the popularity of 'Poetic Life' been plummeting lately? That show has a lot of problems. If Xingliang leaves, it'll be a disaster. It's not a pity he left, I mean."

Another employee said, "If Jiang Xinhai wants to come back, then that's uncertain."

"Forget it, Jiang Xinhai coming back is just wishful thinking," said a veteran employee. "They're just posting on Weibo to show their sincerity, but they definitely can't get him back."

Director Shen asked, "How can you be so sure?"

"Haven't you heard? Chen Ya, the head of the public relations team, said he would invite Jiang Xinhai himself, but now he's disappeared. The deputy head, Lao Zhai, was so angry that he was hospitalized. The entire public relations team is on holiday, not a single person is here. Now they're saying they're going to hold a press conference and that Jiang Xinhai is coming. How is that possible?"

Director Shen laughed: "Is that so?"

"Yes, go to their office and see, everyone's gone."

"I really laughed," Director Shen shook his head. "How did we choose such a clown to lead the public relations team?"

"It's all about taking the blame. When a car is going downhill, someone always has to step on the gas."

Director Shen felt a bit better again and looked up, saying:

"Then let's quickly come up with a plan, focusing on Xingliang being kicked off the show, and play the victim card. From now on, Xingliang will probably be our Rayark's number one cash cow, and our department will be the only one in the entire company with revenue."

Everyone's fighting spirit was high.

……

The sheets were deathly white, the ceiling was deathly white, and Deputy Group Leader Zhai's face was deathly pale.

The IV drip was silent.

The woman sat by the hospital bed, playing on her phone, looking agitated.

"Juan'er, I want to drink water."

The woman looked up at Deputy Team Leader Zhai and said, "Don't drink anymore, you'll have to get up at night again if you do."

Deputy Group Leader Zhai licked his lips, wanting to say something, but held back.

There is a type of man in this world called a middle-aged man; you'll never understand until you reach that age.

He suddenly remembered the lyrics to the song "The Hill" that he had heard before:

"Crossing the hill, I found no one waiting. Endless chatter could no longer bring back tenderness. Why can't I remember who gave me that hug last, and when?"

The door opened, and Old Tang and Wang Qian came in carrying fruit baskets.

"Deputy Group Leader Zhai?"

When Lao Zhai looked up and saw the two of them, he was somewhat surprised, somewhat moved, and somewhat grateful.

"Oh, what brings you all here?"

"Mr. Chen asked me to come and see you," Old Tang said straightforwardly. "I'll leave this fruit basket here, and there's also a flower basket, but the nurses won't let me in."

Old Zhai's wife immediately stood up to greet him: "Oh, is this Old Zhai's colleague? Have a seat..."

She took the fruit basket, and Lao Zhai pointed at her and said, "Juan'er, these are all from my group, peel an orange for them."

"I know, do you need to tell me?"

Old Zhai lay on the bed, swallowing hard, and said, "I never expected that after causing you all so much trouble, you would still be willing to come and see me..."

"What are you saying?" Old Tang walked over, stuffed a red envelope under his pillow, and whispered, "This is on behalf of the company. You'll need money for hospitalization, so take it and use it."

Old Zhai initially tried to push it away, but upon touching it, he found it was quite thick: "This...this won't do, how can this be?"

"It was instructed by General Manager Chen that the company will pay for it all, which is in accordance with regulations. Take it."

Old Zhai lay in bed, feeling uneasy.

After a long pause, he said, "I thought he must really hate me."

Old Tang laughed: "How could that be? He has one good thing about his personality: he doesn't care about anyone at all, he's indifferent."

Old Zhai: "..."

Wang Qian stomped hard on Lao Tang's foot.

After a pause, Lao Zhai asked, "Is the press conference about to start?"

Wang Qian, afraid that Lao Tang might say something wrong again, nodded and said, "Yes, everything has been arranged over there. Lao Zhai, you just focus on getting better and don't worry about it."

Old Zhai looked up: "Where's Chen Ya? Did he go to the scene?"

Old Tang and Wang Qian exchanged a glance: "He... should have arranged everything, right? You don't need to worry about it."

Old Zhai got anxious and said, "Could you broadcast the live broadcast of the press conference?"

Wang Qian said, "Deputy Group Leader Zhai, really, you should just focus on getting better. If you keep worrying, the nurses will kick us out."

"Please, I won't feel at ease if I don't see it," Old Zhai pleaded.

A 40-year-old man, when he got sick, acted like a child.

Wang Qian and Lao Tang had no choice but to help him bring up the live stream.

This press conference was held in the "Poetic Life" live streaming room, which included both on-site reporters and viewers of the live streaming room.

Due to the impact of the two announcements on Weibo at noon, as the time for the press conference approached, more and more people entered the live broadcast room.

Meanwhile, at the press conference, the five-member celebrity group from the mountain cabin had already taken their seats.

In order, they are Qin Yunchu, He Ling, Xu Xiangxiao, Kongwei, Wang Feng, and Qin Yunshang.

He Ling kept looking at the time.

The scheduled time of 8 p.m. is drawing ever closer.

Jiangxinhai, who was mentioned in the announcement, has not yet appeared.

As more media outlets entered the venue, whispering among themselves became more common.

The fire was almost extinguished, but the king was nowhere to be seen... uh, no, that's not right.

Why haven't we arrived at Jiangxinhai yet?

He Ling leaned closer to Qin Yun Chu and whispered, "President Qin, is Xin Hai really able to come over?"

Qin Yun Chu said, "I think... yes, it should be possible. Yes, it is."

He Ling asked anxiously, "Could it be that you haven't managed to persuade her yet?"

Qin Yunchu smiled wryly: "It probably won't happen."

She was absolutely certain that Chen Ya would be able to persuade Jiang Xinhai.

But she should have arrived long ago, yet she hasn't... who knows what's going on now.

Just then, a commotion arose at the door.

Chapter 116 Miss Jiang Xinhai, please tell me.

Qin Yun Chu couldn't help but stand up: "Are you here?"

A figure appeared at the doorway.

It's Qin Yaoyang.

When the media personnel saw this gray-haired man enter, they all gasped in surprise.

"It's President Qin!"

"How many years has it been since President Qin last showed his face? He actually came!"

He stood at the doorway, the spotlight casting a long, dark shadow of him.

Qin Yaoyang stands tall on the earth.

He took a few steps with an uncertain expression, then waved to Qin Yun Chu.