Brother Dao Took the Entertainment Industry by Storm, Fans Beg Me Not to Kill Anymore Chapter 67: Xiao He Wants to Be an Investor?

[Xiao He’s livestream got banned]

[Xiao He promoted gore and violence]

[Xiao He’s livestream recreated Zhu Third Brother]

On the sa day Xiao He’s livestream was banned, he also shot up the trending searches.

Looking at those entries, Xiao He couldn’t help but be amused.

People online really had too much ti on their hands these days.

Was this simple matter really worth trending?

Although Xiao He could roughly guess that behind this trending topic were the production team and Sister Liu fanning the flas,—

he really didn’t like hearing it!

Look at what they were saying! They made it sound like he’d murdered soone on livestream.

But the world’s joys and sorrows aren’t the sa for everyone — netizens who saw the trending topic online were cracking up.

[Hahaha, I was there in person, I saw him smile at us, and then he got banned.]

[Ah, so that’s what got him banned?]

[Laughing to death, I thought he livestread a homicide, and you tell he just smiled once.]

[Xiao Ge smiles and life and death are unpredictable. Don’t believe ? Here’s the screenshot from back then. [screenshot.jpg]]

[Holy— at first glance I thought it was a ghost pic, but it’s actually Xiao Ge? That makeup is insane, and that smile… I can only say Xiao Ge’s ban was deserved. If I were the moderator I’d be startled out of my skin too.]

[This special effects makeup artist is seriously amazing. I rember her na is Feng Songyue. She won an international special effects makeup creativity award, worked on special effects makeup designs for several large foreign production teams, and even did stage makeup for so big nas overseas. She’s one very impressive makeup artist. No wonder she could reproduce Xiao Ge as Zhu Third Brother one hundred percent—this was real skill.]

[Oh my god, the makeup artist who did Xiao Ge is that aweso of a beauty?]

[If you’re interested you can just search her. What the original poster said earlier is only part of her impressive resu.]

[Okay, don’t say more, I’m already feeling inferior.]

Watching the topic veer off like that, Xiao He felt an unexpected sense of relief, then clicked open the screenshots fans had grabbed for him — and was startled.

The man in the image was ugly: acne fused together like pus-filled boils, varying sizes, pits across the cheeks and nose, the whole face looked like a ferntation-bloated stead bun, puffed up.

On a face that already looked scrappy, there was a cold, vile smile so utterly sinister that it seed to stare through the screen at the viewers beyond it.

Not only did the other audience react, Xiao He himself was thunderstruck.

Holy crap, no wonder. The moderators tolerated that face, but with that smile—who wouldn’t ban you! If the moderators hadn’t reported it directly to the police, Xiao He would have been amazed by their tolerance.

Thinking it over, so that this image wouldn’t beco future black history for him, Xiao He moved his fingers and had most of the “ghost pics” circulating online harmonized away.

Even if other netizens tried to open or save them, they’d find the image was already 404.

Under these circumstances, people would just assu the image was too frightening and the web safety system flagged and auto-removed it, not that Xiao He himself had pulled strings.

Sure enough, within minutes soone noticed the situation, but everyone was laughing — no one suspected anything.

Xiao He: …kids suffer in silence, but kids don’t say a word.

In the end even Liu Rulan called, asking Xiao He to make ti the next day to co by their current studio to shoot a set of photos for business use.

“You need to separate your image clearly from Zhu Third Brother. Zhu Third Brother is Zhu Third Brother; you are you. The boundary between the two must be clear,” Liu Rulan said seriously. “If you stay tied to that image, your future developnt will be seriously hindered.”

Xiao He asked earnestly, “They aren’t going to invite and always bring Feng Jie along too, are they? Then Feng Jie and I might as well beco a duo.”

A lot of people only realized after leaving the theater that Xiao He had played Zhu Third Brother; that shows their minds naturally reject equating Xiao He’s face with Zhu Third Brother’s face. It was mainly the packs online that caused the illusion that Xiao He’s appearance equaled Zhu Third Brother’s appearance.

That illusion would be quickly buried once Xiao He produced new work.

Liu Rulan: “...Don’t derail the topic.”

Xiao He: “Okay, Sister Liu, you go ahead.”

Liu Rulan cleared her throat and continued, “Our studio has just finished renovation, so we want to take several sets of photos to keep on file. That way it’s convenient when we pitch for fashion or comrcial resources later.”

After all, when submitting a portfolio, you can’t just show a headshot, right?

Xiao He had decent looks and a good figure; Liu Rulan planned to help him fight for fashion resources.

Photos were naturally indispensable.

Xiao He: “I understand.”

Then he thought for a mont and, unusually, asked about the studio’s situation: “Sister Liu, did you invest in the studio alone, or do you have partners?”

Liu Rulan sounded surprised: “Why did you suddenly think to ask this?”

“Just asking,” he replied casually.

“You’re right, I should tell you so details.”

Liu Rulan’s tone turned calm. “The studio was indeed invested and founded by personally. If you work hard to make money, I expect I can break even within two years.”

Xiao He: “...Sister Liu, are you that well-off?”

Liu Rulan chuckled lightly. “Although I’ve resigned from Jiaxing Entertainnt, back then I was one of the employees who helped build it up. I still have so shares.”

And naturally, so shareholders at Jiaxing Entertainnt wouldn’t refuse to buy back the shares Liu Rulan held.

Xiao He gaped: “But Jiaxing Entertainnt is huge—Sister Liu, you have real guts.”

Jiaxing Entertainnt was one of the largest star-making factories in the country, with massive annual inco. Even if you did nothing and were just a small shareholder, the yearly dividends would be considerable.

Frankly, Liu Rulan had basically sold her future pension!

Liu Rulan didn’t care much. “Money can be earned. If I hadn’t sold these shares, I wouldn’t have been able to leave Jiaxing easily.”

Otherwise, why would Jiaxing let her go so readily? They even let her take her team with her.

That all ca at a price.

Xiao He thought for a mont and asked, “Sister Liu, are you still looking for investors?”

“We are, definitely, but not that urgently. After all, right now you’re the only artist here.”

“What do you think of investing?”

Liu Rulan snorted a laugh, teasing: “What, you want to be my boss? That would take more than a few million—”

“Five million. Is that okay?”

Liu Rulan’s words caught in her throat.

The woman on the phone fell silent for a long mont before asking, “Xiao He, I think you’re usually well-behaved. You haven’t secretly robbed a bank or gone gambling, have you?”

Xiao He was speechless: “...Sister Liu, you wound . We’ve known each other for so long and you don’t trust at all.”

“Precisely because I know you, I don’t totally trust you.”

Liu Rulan said earnestly, “After all, I haven’t heard your family hit the jackpot on a lottery.”

Xiao He: “...”

Damn it, can’t it be money he earned? For one thing, he was now at least a mber of the 2.08 million club!

—Wait, hold on. Since when did Sister Liu have contact info for his parents?!