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Chapter 644 - 644 603 The Power of Public Opinion

644: Chapter 603: The Power of Public Opinion 644: Chapter 603: The Power of Public Opinion The next day in Hong Kong, many entertainment media outlets exploded with the news that a top music producer in Hong Kong had a meltdown and cursed at a female celebrity in a restaurant.

The headline on the front page of the Ta Kung Pao read, “Top music producer Jin Song bullies celebrities, leaving no room for stars to survive.”

The headline on the front page of Hong Kong News read, “Jin Song uses sex as leverage, demanding female stars to provide ********.”

The cover of Entertainment Weekly read, “After years of rejection, Jin Song pathologically blackmails a female star.”

The headline on the front page of Apple Newspaper read, “Jin Song, seeking revenge for being rejected, reduces female singer to tears.”

Liu Hun, holding copies of his newspapers, skimmed through them one by one with satisfaction, nodding his head.

He had instructed Cai Ya earlier to leak the news to the editors-in-chief of these papers, and sure enough, anyone looking at the photos could see Jin Song’s arrogance and Wang Baizhi’s pitiful appearance.

“Boss, everything has been arranged at Zhongxing TV.

The next episode of ‘Star Afternoon Tea’ will feature Miss Wang Baizhi,” said Cai Ya standing next to Liu Hun.

Though she frequently received orders from Liu Hun, it seemed he intended for her to manage the media industry, so it had been a long time since they last saw each other.

“Hmm, you take Wang Baizhi over there, and make sure her safety is taken care of,” Liu Hun said indifferently, unaware of Cai Ya’s deep affection for him.

“Understood,” Cai Ya nodded and glanced at the charming Jiang Fengqin sitting to the side before quickly leaving the room.

Jiang Fengqin immediately notified Wang Baizhi’s agent to arrange for her visit to Zhongxing Television station.

In less than two hours, ‘Star Afternoon Tea’ began, and Liu Huyi listened intently on the phone to the ratings updates Cai Ya provided from the other end.

“Welcome to ‘Star Afternoon Tea,’ I’m your old friend, Sister Wang.

Today’s guest on ‘Star Afternoon Tea’ is the Chinese-language Diva renowned across Southeast Asia, Wang Baizhi.

Please welcome Miss Baizhi!” Sister Wang said as she rose to shake hands with Wang Baizhi.

After Wang Baizhi sat down, Sister Wang chatted with her about her past experiences as a star before delving into the topic viewers were most eager to hear about.

Picking up a newspaper, Sister Wang said, “The most important part of ‘Star Afternoon Tea’ is sipping tea and reading the news.

I’m sure you’ve seen today’s newspapers as well, right Baizhi?”

“Yes, I’ve seen them,” Wang Baizhi nodded.

The forced smile on Wang Baizhi’s face on the TV made even Liu Hun feel a touch of bitterness.

He really had to admire Wang Baizhi’s acting skills at this moment.

“Would you like to share with the audience?” Sister Wang put down the newspaper and leaned forward, asking as if she were a caring older sister.

Wang Baizhi was silent for a while before she began, “To talk about the cause of this incident, we have to go back a long way…”

“Boss, the ratings for ‘Star Afternoon Tea’ are climbing steadily and have now risen to second place,” Cai Ya reported from the other end.

“Hmm, keep an eye on it,” Liu Hun said calmly.

Zhongxing TV was currently only third, trailing behind Asia Television and Hong Kong Cable TV; they needed to climb to the first spot to best guide public opinion.

“Looking at the momentum, we can say we’ve killed three birds with one stone,” Jiang Fengqin said to Liu Hun with a smile, “First, Jin Song’s reputation is thoroughly ruined, with such strong public backlash, he’s beyond redemption, and at the same time, it’s a lesson for those opposed to us.

Second, taking advantage of this situation, ‘Star Afternoon Tea’ should become a hit, boosting Zhongxing’s ratings as well.

Third, Wang Baizhi not only stabilizes her popularity but also garners ample sympathy points.

However…”

“However, what?” Liu Hun was eager to hear Jiang Fengqin’s answer, as she had been active in Hong Kong for so long and now had a thorough understanding of Hong Kong’s entertainment industry.

“Just like a tearful lady can receive more sympathy and attention, now all that’s missing is someone to play the role of a benefactor for this lady,” Jiang Fengqin said to Liu Hun, drawing on her experience as a madam to make an analogy, “So, what Wang Baizhi needs now is a music producer.

Once the album is out, it’s bound to be a hit!”

Liu Hun nodded in silence, calculating timing in his mind, wondering if the news from Liang Yan would arrive soon.

Imperial Entertainment Group’s building in Tsim Sha Tsui overlooked the entire Victoria Harbor, boasting 56 floors above ground and over two hundred meters in height, the entire property was owned by Imperial City Entertainment, which was also one of Liu Hun’s acquisitions from the financial crisis.

After parking the car in the underground parking lot of the Imperial City Building, Liu Hun took the elevator intending to head to the Tenth Layer.

Although he felt dedicating the entire building to Imperial City Entertainment seemed a bit excessive, Jiang Fengqin had her own plans for the building.

Of course, Liu Hun understood that part of her insistence was to save face—after all, who wouldn’t want to point at a prominent building in Hong Kong and boast that the entire building belonged to their company?

The reason Liu Hun came here today was to personally evaluate the individuals that Liang Yan had found for him.

On one hand, of course, it was for the consideration of Wang Baizhi and the company; more importantly, he wanted to use this opportunity to assess the efficiency and quality of this headhunting company.

If satisfied, he planned on acquiring it; being a company with excellent networks in information and talent would help to compensate for tasks the General Staff couldn’t handle.

“Ding,” the elevator bell chimed, coming to a stop on the first floor.

As the doors slid open, a crowd surged in, and Liu Hun was immediately squeezed into a corner.

Not being a frequent visitor, he had no idea where the VIP elevator was located.

“I’m quite nervous, not sure if I can make it this time.”

“Me too,” someone chimed in.

“I heard that Imperial City Entertainment is a newly rising company with strong financial backing, which is why I rushed over from Singapore.”

“It’s uncertain how a new company will fare in the future; there are several strong entertainment companies in Hong Kong.”

“This company isn’t bad either,” another remarked.

“I heard they own this entire building.

With the financial crisis raging everywhere, buying a whole building surely means they’re not short of strength.”

“I think new companies are good; at least they give those of us without much fame a chance to soar.

It’s hard to get ahead in big companies.”

“That makes sense.

I hope the interview goes well.”

“…”

Liu Hun listened to the conversations between the men and women, immediately realizing they must be the music producers recruited by Liang Yan.

They all appeared energetic and youthful, precisely what he was looking for.

With another “ding,” the elevator arrived at the tenth floor.

As everyone exited, Liu Hun followed suit, ending up outside the interview conference room.

“Those of you here for the interview, please wait outside.

When your name is called, come in one by one.

Thank you for your cooperation,” said someone resembling a secretary as they addressed the crowd.

Liu Hun pretended to be an interviewee and sat down.

Soon after, he felt the urge to use the restroom.

He left his seat and headed for the toilet, and before he even began, he heard a voice from the neighboring stall.

“Hey, Jiya, I’m dealing with diarrhea right now; just go in directly, it’s not a big deal.

You still don’t trust me?

I’ve told you, I’ve made sure to bribe them properly, it’s just a formality.

Yes, the main interview director Cheng…

the secretary, exactly, go ahead with confidence, I’m hanging up.”

How dare they pull such tricks right before my eyes, Liu Hun thought, finishing up and exiting the restroom.

He happened upon Cai Ya just outside.

“Boss, what brings you here?” Cai Ya asked, somewhat surprised.

“I thought I’d take a look.

What about you?” Liu Hun countered; he had intended for Cai Ya to take over the media sector, while the entertainment company was naturally Jiang Fengqin’s responsibility.

With a smile, Cai Ya explained, “Sister Fengqin said she’s not familiar with this music production stuff, so she sent me with the Star Television folks to help select candidates.”

As they spoke, the initial screening at the other end had concluded, and the same person stepped out again, addressing everyone, “Please come into the conference room.”

Liu Hun, curious to see what sort of schemes might unfold under his watch, said to Cai Ya, “Take me in, but let’s keep my identity a secret for now.”

“Mhm!” Cai Ya nodded and proceeded to walk ahead of Liu Hun into the conference room.

Following her, Liu Hun easily blended into the queue of interviewees, while Cai Ya was invited to sit with the judges.

From his seat at the back of the conference room, Liu Hun glanced at the panel of judges, unsure of their discussions.

After about ten more minutes, a man in a suit and leather shoes passed a file to Cai Ya for inspection.

Not fully understanding the specifics, she merely nodded her head, and the man in the suit rose to his feet.

The tension was palpable as the room’s occupant anticipated the upcoming verdict, everyone silently holding their breath, eager to secure a position that would allow them to display their talent and earn a living during these times of financial turmoil.

“Ahem…

My name is Cheng Yuan, the Chief Secretary of Imperial City Entertainment,” he began, “Firstly, thank you all for coming from various countries in Southeast Asia.

On behalf of Imperial City Entertainment, I appreciate your support.

After our discussions, the music production plan that Imperial City Entertainment has ultimately selected is…” Cheng Yuan said, pressing a button on the remote aimed at the large screen behind him, “this one!”

When Cheng Yuan finished, the lights in the conference room abruptly turned off.

A brief period of clamor ensued before quiet descended again, as all eyes turned to the big screen where a meticulously planned proposal was revealed to everyone.

After more than forty minutes of presentation, Cheng Yuan switched off the big screen, turned the conference room lights back on, and spoke, “You may have different opinions, but at Imperial City Entertainment, we believe this may not be the best, but it is the most suitable for Imperial City.

Thus…” he said with an air of authority, “Imperial City Entertainment has chosen Miss Huang Jiyu from Singapore!”

Upon concluding, Cheng Yuan led the applause.

Though many in the audience were not selected, quite a few felt that the plan was exceptionally crafted and joined in the applause.

“Hold on!”