Chapter 488: 192 hits a new high, who exactly is Miss Bai?_2
Bai Lian collected her gaze leisurely, offering no particular comnt.
She just lowered her head to look at the ssage on her phone—it was from Mao Kun—
[Sis, for the 4/18 auction, my godfather has reserved an invitation for you.]
Every ti there was a major auction at the White Tiger Auction House, Mao Kun’s side would provide Bai Lian with a VIP card. Most of the ti, Bai Lian would sell it for a high price. Any auction that Mao Kun personally reported to Bai Lian was very important.
Bai Lian: [Received.]
Beside her, Director Chen silently withdrew his gaze.
**
After a series of comrcials, the variety show resud, and evening approached.
On Purest Street, that little path, Yan Lu and i Yi were going to watch so fighting.
[I can’t find any information about fighting venues in Xiangcheng online.]
[Who’s the Miss speaking next to Yan Lu, her voice is so nice, why didn’t she show her face?]
[Her voice is soft, she is not wearing a mic, is she a friend of Yan Lu?]
The barrage decreased significantly until the crew arrived at Backter Street.
Many shots were not permitted to appear, leaving only a small portion of footage. Everyone saw the words “Backter Street” under the night sky and the “Qinglong Bar” glowing with a dim light.
Xiaowu’s half-red hair made an appearance, as did a group of tough-looking n and won of various skin colors on the street.
Barrage—
[Why are they blurring out the legs?]
[Why do most people only appear from the waist up?]
[This person glanced at the cara; why do I feel like he wants to cuss out?]
[?????]
[?????]
The audience also realized sothing was amiss and began to question soulfully:
[Hey, where exactly is this??]
The show continued to air, and “Co Here Friend” quickly snapped up several trending searches in advance—
[Jiangjing TV Station]
[Sudden urgent trip to Xiangcheng]
[Where is Backter Street]
The first episode of the program ended just as they reached the fighting venue.
There had yet to be a breakout variety show since the beginning of the year. “Co Here Friend” was the first to rank in several hot searches right after its debut, skyrocketing viewers’ curiosity to an all-ti high.
Once an issue becos hot, countless fearless people will delve into it.
News about “Backter Street” had already begun to disseminate in secret.
**
After the variety show ended, Jiang Fulai took Jiang He back ho.
Jiang He’s cabbage backpack was still aside, and Bai Lian picked it up to hand it to Jiang Fulai.
Jiang Fulai hooked it with a finger, looking disgusted but didn’t throw it away. He looked at Bai Lian and paused slightly, “I’m going back to Jiangjing tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?”
“Yes,” Jiang Fulai withdrew his gaze, his long bangs drooping down.
Bai Lian nodded in acknowledgnt without saying much, “Is Jiang He going back with you?”
Jiang He kept his head down and remained silent.
Director Chen hovered awkwardly to the side, and only after Bai Lian had finished speaking to Jiang Fulai, he approached, “Miss Bai, do you have Yan Lu’s WeChat?”
He knew Yan Lu, but he had just learned that Yan Lu was skilled with a spear.
“Yan Lu?” Bai Lian glanced at him, “I’ll ask around.”
She looked down, pulled out her phone, found Yan Lu’s profile picture, and explained the situation.
Yan Lu rembered Director Chen, and without asking for the reason after Bai Lian had finished talking, she directly asked Bai Lian to recomnd Director Chen’s WeChat to her.
Bai Lian flipped to Director Chen’s WeChat and passed it to Yan Lu.
Director Chen left first with Jiang He, while Ji Heng took out a tobacco pipe to see the two off.
Bai Lian still had that docunt in her hands, unread.
Jiang Fulai remained in the courtyard without leaving, only glancing at the thesis in her hand, “He Wen is just being lazy, asking you to sort out his thesis for him.”
“He can’t get through it,” Bai Lian leisurely made an excuse for He Wen.
“Everyone else can get through it, so why can’t he?”
Bai Lian knew this was not a good ti to speak up for He Wen.
She took a few steps and stopped under a banyan tree, a large lamp overhead. Bai Lian slightly tilted her head, revealing a pair of beautiful almond eyes—deep and dark, these eyes always held a lazy indifference as if nothing mattered to her.
Before she could speak, Jiang Fulai bent down, his arms casually extended, and his palms gently rested on her lower back.
The shade of the banyan tree cast shadows over his face, and he tilted his head down, his hair brushing past her ear as he spoke in a lazy tone, “I’ll be back on Sunday.”
**
The popularity of “Co Here Friend” was still soaring, creating a new high for Xiangcheng’s tourism industry.
Especially concerning the news of Backter Street.
Right after the program ended, the director of “Co Here Friend” watched the trending searches on Weibo with a smile—it didn’t cost them a penny.
“I said choosing Yan Lu was the right choice,” he told the planner, “You see…”
Before he could finish his sentence, his phone rang. He took it out to see the number was from Jiangjing and answered with puzzlent, “Hello, good day.”
“Hello, I’m Zhang Weizhi.” A deep voice ca from the other end of the phone.
Zhang Weizhi?
The director jumped up in shock, standing straight up. Their program had been approved by Jiangjing TV Station, but the person who contacted them was Zhang Weizhi’s secretary.
As for Zhang Weizhi himself, the head of the national station, was he soone the common folk could contact?
“Here’s the thing,” Zhang Weizhi sounded casual, “I heard your crew was filming in Backter Street? You must be quite familiar with the people of Backter Street, right?”
Anyone who could film in Backter Street had to have nontrivial backing.
Zhang Weizhi was forthright, “I want to ask, could you get an invitation to the 4/18 White Tiger Auction House? If you can get one for , I will surely show my gratitude.”
The director hung up, stunned. White Tiger Auction House, the program hadn’t even got to that part yet, but he had seen it.
Why was Zhang Weizhi asking him about the auction house invitations?
While he was pondering, his phone rang again. This ti it was from his biggest investor, who sounded very kind. The calls were all because of “Backter Street” being shown that evening.
In that brief mont, the director received calls from countless bigwigs in the industry.
Finally sensing sothing was off, the director ca to a delayed realization: “Hold on, exactly who is Yan Lu’s friend?”
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