"Can you stop saring my Dongdong? He’s working really hard, okay."
"It’s just a al, right? What’s the big deal, it’s fine to hire people to boost yourself, but why step on others?"
"If it wasn’t for Youyou’s injured hand, she would definitely have helped, so people are getting cocky."
"Soone’s movie box office just exploded lately, getting a little carried away!"
...
Mu Yan’s latest Weibo post was a forwarded video link of "Free Life." The comnts quickly surpassed fifty thousand and were still growing, most of them cursing her.
Of course, her fans were also helping her fight back, but unfortunately, Xiang Lanqiu and Shen Donglin have too many fans.
Even under the movie reviews, there were people led by the sar campaign, crazily bashing her, and the movie box office scores followed suit to decrease.
Even Mu Yan, an outsider, could see traces of manipulation here, aiming to suppress her.
Song Cheng’an was arranging the public relations, advising her to stay calm.
Not long after, Jiang Yun called.
"Mu Yan, let’s not beat around the bush, the people saring you have nothing to do with ."
Mu Yan didn’t expect her to be so direct and chuckled, "I naturally know it’s not related to you."
"I only said it’s unrelated to , but that doesn’t an it has nothing to do with others. Not talking about sentints, knowing who’s backing you, I wouldn’t dare deal with you — it’s not beneficial for , but would those unaware make a move? The entertainnt industry is a ga of fa and profit, constantly advancing without retreat, and everyone wants to step up using others as a stepping stone."
Mu Yan hung up the phone, feeling a bit hesitant, who is plotting against her from behind?
Shen Donglin, Zhang Qun, Fan Youyou, or Xiang Lanqiu? Or perhaps Zhao Yong?
However, so far, it’s only those hired hands saring her, there’s no solid evidence.
Maybe the person behind has more moves?
At a mall ribbon-cutting event in the morning, Mu Yan t Zhang Qun, and this ti she didn’t bring Fan Youyou.
Zhang Qun appeared very eager upon seeing her, constantly surrounding her, trying to get close.
Even though Mu Yan didn’t like this person, they had participated in two variety shows before, so she couldn’t just be cold to him.
So dia asked Zhang Qun about the online sar campaign against Mu Yan, he imdiately denied it as nonsense and even praised Mu Yan’s cooking skills.
After the event ended, Mu Yan was preparing to leave.
Zhang Qun stopped her, "Mu Yan, are you free for lunch? My treat."
"Thank you, but I have sothing for lunch." Mu Yan said indifferently.
Zhang Qun didn’t appear disappointed, "Alright, next ti then, can you leave your WeChat contact?"
"I rarely use WeChat." Mu Yan responded calmly.
"Then how about your phone number? You surely make calls, right?" Zhang Qun said teasingly.
Mu Yan looked at Zhang Qun, is he insisting on having her contact?
She smiled lightly, "For work-related collaborations, you can contact my agent."
"What about privately? Surely you don’t an contacting your agent then?" Zhang Qun chuckled softly.
Mu Yan frowned, what did he an by that?
At that mont, her phone rang.
She glanced at it and said, "Sorry, I have so matters to attend to, I’ll take my leave."
Before Zhang Qun could speak, she left directly.
Zhang Qun’s assistant looked at Mu Yan’s departing figure and frowned, "This Mu Yan is really arrogant, not giving you any face."
"She’s the Queen of box office; her future is limitless, such that a bit of arrogance is inevitable. Yet, aren’t all arrogant won the sa in bed?" Zhang Qun sneered lightly.
The assistant nodded and seeing Zhang Qun’s confident deanor, thought about the news release in a couple of days and understood suddenly.
Without Fan Youyou as the potential couple, if Zhang Qun wants to rise, he must bind himself with a more outstanding woman, Mu Yan is undoubtedly the best choice.
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