Chapter 572: Chapter 397_2
“I can confirm, this person is indeed falling out of favor. Streaming for more than two hours only made 1.5 billion, and ranks second on Douyin’s monthly sales chart.”
“I’ve been saying this person won’t last long. Now look, I was right, his shipping performance among all celebrities since live streaming began ranks first, shockingly only slightly ahead of dostic superstar Yang Cheng’s sales during last year’s Double Eleven by just over 200 million. That’s really underperforming.”
“It’s good that such morally inferior celebrities are falling. I can’t keep pretending! Wait, are you kidding ? Aren’t good people supposed to have a downfall? Is this how they fall?”
Wu Mu chuckled, slightly amused. These netizens are too funny.
When he first saw those earnest comnts saying he’s done for,
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but before arriving at the hotel, he unexpectedly spotted a familiar figure by the roadside.
Huh, what’s she doing here?
Wu Mu looked curiously at a figure standing in front of a restaurant.
It was Su ng, whom he t during the first session at Star Agency.
She was standing next to a red Ferrari, looking angry and talking to soone in the car.
Wu Mu couldn’t see who was in the Ferrari, but that person was clearly not easy-going either. After a few words, they sped off, leaving Su ng standing there, frowning in that direction.
Wu Mu drove over with a smile, rolled down the window, and joked, “Little Su, long ti no see.”
Su ng turned her head towards him, seemingly surprised.
This was only their second eting in real life.
However, Su ng seed to keep up with him quite a bit, as Wu Mu often received feedback from her on his new songs through WeChat.
They didn’t chat much, just simple complints on how nice the songs were.
Well, whether black fans or white fans, at least they contributed to his viewership.
Wu Mu smiled and said, “Did your driver leave? Want to give you a ride?”
Su ng hesitated a bit, “Let inform my family first.”
“Aunt Qing, no need to co over. Yes, my friend will give a ride. Okay, I understand.”
After making the call, Su ng opened the front passenger door and sat in.
After confirming her destination, Wu Mu asked curiously, “Aren’t you from Shen City? How co you’re here?”
Su ng shook her head, “I am from Shen City, but my family also has a house here in Beijing.”
She paused, a rare smile appearing on her face, “Not long ago, we were at the venue as well. My friends wanted to cover their ears during your first song.”
Wu Mu laughed heartily, “I can’t do anything about that, there’s nothing wrong with my singing.”
Chatting with Su ng casually, Wu Mu soon dropped her off at her house, a large courtyard in the Upper City District near the Forbidden City.
Hmm, confird, another Heavenly Dragon Person.
Wu Mu was quite surprised, though judging from her daily behavior, it was clear Su ng’s family was quite well-off.
But he didn’t expect them to be this wealthy.
This courtyard alone must be worth at least…
The host couldn’t be seen for now, and Yang Rongfa asked, “Many big directors and company bosses from within the circle are here today. Would you like to introduce you?”
This would be an opportunity for a regular industry person.
Knowing more people is always good.
But… rembering the previous experience at a banquet, Yang Rongfa wisely chose to ask first.
Wu Mu shook his head, “No…”
But halfway through shaking, his gaze swept over a partially obscured small living room next to the main living room, spotting a figure, montarily pausing.
“Director Lin is here too?” Wu Mu asked Yang Rongfa.
The Director Lin he referred to wasn’t Lin Qingyue, but Lin Qingyue’s father, Lin Xueming.
Lin Qingyue could return tonight but needed to handle matters with the crew and wouldn’t be here.
Moreover, he had ntioned in a morning chat with Lin Qingyue that he would attend this party, and if Lin Qingyue were also coming, she would have told him.
“Yes, Tang Wei and Xie Chunfang are also here.” Yang Rongfa nodded.
Wu Mu pondered a bit—these two were also top-tier directors in the industry, in the sa echelon as Lin Xueming.
However, he didn’t expect to seek favors from these directors, so he didn’t care much about them.
But with Lin Xueming present, it would be inappropriate not to greet him.
“I’ll go say hi to Director Lin.” He directly headed towards the small living room.
“Director Lin and the others are there, do you want to greet them?” Yang Rongfa whispered, coming closer.
As he spoke, he pointed towards the small living room next to the main living room.
The small living room seed like a private place for daily visitors, partially obscured by decorations. It wasn’t clear how big it was, just smaller than the main one.
There were so closer-set sofas, with several people chatting there.
Director Lin?
Wu Mu pondered for a mont, then realized he ant Lin Qingyue’s father, Lin Xueming.
Even though Lin Qingyue was returning tonight, she still had things to deal with on set and wouldn’t be here.
He had told Lin Qingyue that he’d attend the party, and she would have inford him if she planned to co.
“I’ll go greet them.” He nodded in agreent.
With Lin Xueming present, he definitely needed to say hello.
“The bosses of Light Shadow dia and Yahua Film and Television, along with Director Tang and Director Xie, are also here.” Yang Rongfa whispered again.
Light Shadow dia, Yahua Film and Television?
Even if Wu Mu wasn’t well-versed in the circle, he knew these two companies. If Yang Rongfa’s company was among the industry’s middle tier, then these two were genuinely at the top.
Not only were they public companies, but they consistently produced major films each year and operated artist managent businesses with nurous stars under their wings.
These two companies needed no introduction.
As for Director Tang and Director Xie?
Since Yang Rongfa made a point to ntion them, they definitely weren’t ordinary figures.
Wu Mu thought for a mont, then realized who they were.
Tang Wei and Xie Chunfang.
Esteed directors in the industry like Lin Xueming.
They were all well-established veterans in the circle, with esteed positions and reputations.
All the big shots were gathered on that side.
He and Yang Rongfa walked towards the small living room.
As they got closer, they could see the situation in the small living room.
Lin Xueming was indeed there, sitting centrally on a sofa, appearing to be discussing sothing with a glass in his hand.
There were quite a few people around him, including a couple of boss-looking figures, and several middle-aged n standing by, appearing to be managers of their underling artists.
Director Tang, wearing a fabric cap clearly trying to hide sothing, but unable to conceal his bald top. And Director Xie Chunfang, with “Fang” in his na, who was tall and towering over everyone else in the room.
And…
Wu Mu paused.
A woman in her forties, dressed in a fitted black suit and wearing a pearl necklace, seed to be chatting softly and elegantly with the person next to her.
Lin Qingyue’s mother was also here?
This was Wu Mu’s first ti seeing Lin Qingyue’s mother in person. He hadn’t encountered her during previous visits to Lin Qingyue’s house.
However, Lin Qingyue’s mother, Du Lan, was a classic actress from the previous generation, so Wu Mu recognized her from photos.
After a slight pause, Wu Mu continued forward.
But after just a few steps, another familiar face appeared.
On the outskirts of the small living room, a man about thirty, holding a plate, listening intently to Lin Xueming.
It was Geng Wei.
The original boss at Xiao Yi Company, who wanted to sign him, but after being rejected, vented angrily and tried to blacklist him.
However, Wu Mu didn’t pay much attention to him and continued forward without pause.
As he got closer, he could hear Lin Xueming’s voice, “This year’s film market situation can be described as appalling. The National Film Bureau hasn’t officially published the data yet, but I’ve already obtained detailed figures from their head, Cao Guang. This year’s total box office is 42.5 billion, which is a 21% decline from last year.”
Lin Xueming’s serious tone paused as he noticed Wu Mu approaching.
Not just him, everyone in the small living room noticed as well.
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