Chapter 180: Chapter 180: Strear
The reason Qian Song was so focused on her was twofold. First, she was the person Qian Xingxing was heavily promoting. Second, her na had co up in front of Qian Duoduo.
Qian Song wanted Wang Henli to take her down before she could even make it to the strear PK competition, all to prove a point to Qian Duoduo.
’See? The strear I’m backing is still number one in the category.’
’anwhile, the strear your precious son picked out is embroiled in scandal and can’t even make it into the strear PK.’
He wanted to tell Qian Duoduo that even his judgnt could be flawed, and that the person Qian Song had chosen was a more formidable veteran than the one Qian Xingxing had picked.
Of course, things weren’t quite working out at the mont.
But it didn’t matter. Once the PK competition began, he could just pit Wang Henli against her. A victory for him would still be a show of force.
He was his father’s most exceptional son, the company’s most brilliant heir.
Qian Xingxing was nothing more than a spoiled brat from a rich family who was lucky in birth.
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A dark cloud hung over Wang Henli as he drove his hovercar ho.
Pushing open the door to his ho, he was t with the sound of a woman and a child joking and laughing, a sound that grated on his ears.
His face dark, he strode quickly to the sofa.
The mont they saw him, the smiles of the people in the room vanished.
The woman with dark hair and big eyes was the first to stand up, asking softly, "Henry, what’s wrong? Was it a bad day at work?"
His only response was the sound of a glass shattering on the floor. "What? You knew I had a bad day at work, yet you’re still here having so much fun?"
"I..."
"Get to your room. Don’t stand here and ruin my mood." Wang Henli’s face was grim as he opened his terminal.
The woman lowered her head, tears welling in her eyes. Then she scooped up the girl standing by the corner of the sofa and hurried into the room.
As they left, the little girl opened her big, beautiful brown eyes and whispered, "Mommy, how co Daddy’s back so early today?"
"Mommy doesn’t know either." The woman stroked the little girl’s head.
The little girl murmured, "Oh," and buried her head in her mother’s arms, thinking, ’It’d be so much better if he never ca ho at all.’
After calming her daughter, the woman opened the door a crack to peer into the living room. That volatile man seed to have reined in his temper and was now chatting with soone. From the way he addressed the person... ’Ranran. Oh, so he’s talking to *that* woman. No wonder he sounds so gentle.’
In the living room, Wang Henli was discussing the matter with Li Ran in a surprisingly polite tone.
"Ranran, have you been following up with the studio about that strear?"
"What about her?"
’From the sound of it, she hasn’t been following up?’
Wang Henli patiently relayed what Qian Song had told him. "What the hell is going on? We’ve been saring her for so long and spent a fortune, so how have her numbers not only not dropped but actually increased?"
"Uh... hang on a second."
"You never told
this was so important. I thought it was just like all the other tis—just so run-of-the-mill, small-ti strear—"
Wang Henli worked frequently with various studios in the industry.
The studio, Green Hills & Clear Waters, was a long-standing and capable player in the business. When Li Ran had first assessed Jiang Qiuqiu, she figured the girl had too many vulnerabilities—she was young and a newcor—so she hadn’t monitored the situation too closely.
"Plus, last month I had to coordinate with the new PR departnt about your promotions for the December PK Month."
"Mr. Qian doesn’t want this strear in the live PK Month. There’s still a little ti, so work your magic."
"Got it. I’ll get on it in a bit."
After giving her a few more instructions, Wang Henli ended the call and violently slamd a throw pillow from the sofa onto the floor.
’Damn it all.’
’Why has nothing been going right lately?’
’And now Li Ran was dropping the ball on taking down so small-ti strear.’
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