Chapter 27: Chapter 27 Zhou Lin, That’s Too Much
Zhou Lin looked at Bai Zhuzhu with a casual yet piercing gaze, as if materializing her petty sches right out of her heart.
"Brother Lin, I’m sorry." Bai Zhuzhu imdiately apologized, biting her lip with a mixture of grievance and sha, "I didn’t an anything else, I just... I just really wanted those good opportunities to prove myself, I... I’m just envious of Sister Zhiwei, who’s beautiful and has a lovely voice, unlike
and..."
She closed her mouth and did not continue.
Zhou Lin’s expression eased slightly after hearing this, and he beca more patient, "Just do your work diligently, and better opportunities will co in the future."
"I will listen to Brother Lin," Bai Zhuzhu obediently agreed.
But deep within her heart, where no one else could see, sothing called jealousy was twisting and raging.
Why should Cheng Zhiwei have such beautiful looks and such a good voice...
When Cheng Zhiwei dined with He Ye, she told him the whole story about her drinking incident, and also ntioned that she actually had consulted with Xu Tian, had arranged for people, and hadn’t been hard.
He Ye still felt very guilty, "I shouldn’t have gone back at such a critical mont, resulting in you being wronged like this, but I also have to tell you, such a big incident, why didn’t you call , and instead rashly went there? If sothing had happened, I really wouldn’t know what to do."
The storm had passed, and with the contract now in her hands, Cheng Zhiwei was in a great mood, her smile bright and radiant, "At that mont, all I could think about was that those were your lyrics and music, and no matter what, I couldn’t let Bai Zhuzhu ruin it."
He Ye helplessly said, "But it’s not as important as your safety."
Cheng Zhiwei felt extrely reassured in her heart, "Thank you, senior."
...
Two days later, Wen Ya arranged a photoshoot for Cheng Zhiwei and Bai Zhuzhu together for the album cover, and then announced the main vocal line-up online, causing a huge stir.
With eight people singing the opening, ending, and insert songs altogether, aside from Cheng Zhiwei, who was a complete newcor, everyone else was famous; their popularity just varied in degree. And Cheng Zhiwei had erged from an audition, which imdiately prompted people to dig into her past.
The first thing uncovered about her was her family; her parents were university professors, one sister was an elentary school teacher, and her brother-in-law was a principal. The entire family could be said to belong to a scholarly lineage.
Netizens left comnts expressing their high hopes for Cheng Zhiwei’s future.
It was at this ti that a video suddenly appeared online, consisting of several photos, precisely showing Cheng Zhiwei leaving wrapped in Wu Chengshuang’s arms after drinking, along with pictures of her being shoved into a car in the parking lot.
The video’s ssage was simple: it cast doubt on the legitimacy of the opportunities Cheng Zhiwei had received.
The public sentint imdiately shifted, and the comnt section was filled with vitriol.
[This is just too shaless, isn’t it? Flaunting an audition to attract traffic only to let soone who complies with the hidden rules win, isn’t that disgusting?]
[I feel sorry for those young n and ladies who went to the audition, paying for their own travel and accommodation, only to lose to a slut.]
[Cheng Zhiwei, I’ll rember this na; I’ll boycott her for sure in the future.]
[If there’s no reasonable explanation, I definitely won’t watch this drama.]
[Cheng Zhiwei, co out and apologize.]
Cheng Zhiwei watched the video and scrolled through the comnt section, feeling extrely stifled inside. She knew soone had deliberately released this to target her, and even suspected who it was.
Watching those baseless comnts, her blood ran cold.
Finally, she threw her phone in a mont of loss of control, curled up on the couch, her body flushed alternately with despair and anger.
Zhou Lin, this is going too far.
After lying down for a while, she resignedly got up, picked up her phone, went downstairs to ask the front desk for the surveillance footage; Xu Tian’s people had sent her back to her room, and the surveillance could prove everything.
But after checking, the front desk told her the surveillance had been deleted; there was no footage from the entire building for that ti fra.
Cheng Zhiwei clenched her phone, her face turning a horrible pale.
Zhou Lin was going to this extent to vent anger for Bai Zhuzhu, downright trying to finish her off.
"Miss Cheng?" the receptionist said tactfully, "We will have our technicians try to recover the surveillance footage, you go back and rest first, and we will notify you as soon as there’s any news."
"Thank you," Cheng Zhiwei said with difficulty, knowing that recovery was a distant prospect, especially since it was Zhou Lin who had acted, and once the surveillance was deleted, he would not allow it to be recovered.
Her steps heavy, she returned to her room and, after leaning against the door and thinking for a while, she made a call to Xu Tian. Currently, the only one who could prove her innocence was Xu Tian.
However, Xu Tian was likely busy and did not answer the call. Cheng Zhiwei left a ssage and then washed her face to help calm her boiling emotions.
It was an opportunity she had barely managed to obtain, and she couldn’t give up easily.
With gritted teeth, she went downstairs to the reception again and asked for Zhou Lin’s room number.
She wanted to see what he was really up to.
Upon reaching the suite on the top floor, Cheng Zhiwei knocked on the door but received no response. She called Zhou Lin, but once again, no answer. After waiting half an hour, she called Secretary Zhang to ask where Zhou Lin was.
Secretary Zhang said in a hushed tone, "Young President Zhou is in a eting, it will take another two or three hours."
"Where is he?" Cheng Zhiwei asked.
Secretary Zhang provided an address.
Cheng Zhiwei hung up and hailed a cab to the location.
It was a company in Shen City where Zhou Lin was discussing a partnership.
Cheng Zhiwei was stopped by the receptionist there.
She could only sit in the lobby and wait. Before long, Xu Tian’s call ca.
She quickly explained the situation. Because she was speaking in a hushed voice and looking down, she hadn’t noticed Bai Zhuzhu entering the lobby, exchanging a few words with the receptionist, and then casting her a aningful glance before taking the elevator.
Xu Tian said she needed to make a call to ask about the specifics.
Just after Cheng Zhiwei ended the call, the receptionist approached with a tone far less polite than before, "Miss, could you please leave?"
Cheng Zhiwei was taken aback, "Leave?"
"Yes, Miss, we will soon have important guests arriving and we would appreciate it if you could step outside."
Cheng Zhiwei glanced outside; the sky was ominously dark, ready to rain any mont.
She tried to negotiate with the receptionist, "I can wait in a corner."
"That’s not possible," the receptionist harshly rejected the request, likely afraid that Cheng Zhiwei would not leave without making a scene, and added with more emphasis, "If you don’t leave, I’ll have to call security."
With the eviction so explicitly clear, Cheng Zhiwei had no choice but to leave.
She was imdiately faced with strong winds as she stepped outside and managed to find shelter on the side.
But within a quarter of an hour, heavy rain poured down.
She stood in a corner, trying her best to take cover.
Yet the wind was too strong, tilting the curtains of rain, and in no more than two minutes, her dress was soaked. Biting her lip in frustration and smiling wryly, Cheng Zhiwei thought sardonically to herself that today was truly miserable.
She did not know that was not the worst yet.
An umbrella-toting security guard approached her with an electric baton, telling Cheng Zhiwei not to stand at the company’s entrance as it looked bad, and asked her to move farther away.
To move any farther would an being completely exposed to the rain.
"Security guard, brother..."
"Leave this place, otherwise, I’ll have to take action."
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