Brother Dao Took the Entertainment Industry by Storm, Fans Beg Me Not to Kill Anymore

Chapter 495: Hectic and Leisurely

Young Master Huang exploded in popularity overnight, and his Huangshi Media also came back from the brink of death.After a brief discussion with the company's operations team, Young Master Huang really did open an account, narrating his unlucky entrepreneurial history by filming short skits, successfully garnering a massive amount of attention.

And Huangshi Media, which was on the verge of collapse, finally started turning a profit.

Hiss, thinking about it, it's actually quite impressive.

Although the price was airing dirty laundry in public, capitalists have no sense of shame.

This sudden viral explosion also caused Old Master Huang's own company's stock to rise along with it. So, after understanding the situation, Old Master Huang wasn't angry at all. Instead, he had companies under his banner appropriately post a few announcements, seizing the heat to attract everyone's attention and converting this popularity into brand effect for the company.

Consequently, he even developed a greater appreciation for Xiao He.

Making wishes and burning incense at a temple still requires returning the following year to fulfill the vow, and now, him seeking to repay the favor to Xiao He followed the same logic.

"I heard you have a film crew project about to officially launch soon. I wonder if I have the honor to participate a little?"

When President Huang said those words on the other end of the line, Xiao He's eyes instantly lit up.

"That is naturally possible. I'll have someone send the documents to you right now."

Great, that's just fantastic!

Originally, the funding for filming "Super Spacetime Confrontation" was already a bit stretched thin. Seeing one sum of money after another flow out every day made his heart ache. Now, finally having a major sugar daddy step in to shoulder a portion was naturally excellent.

Xiao He was genuinely envious of that Young Master Huang right now.

Sugar daddies are good, sugar daddies are wonderful.

"Haha, no problem. Tomorrow, I'll have my people come to Shanghai to coordinate with you."

President Huang laughed heartily on the phone. His words didn't sound like a big shot dominating the investment circle, but rather like an amiable elder.

But no one would truly treat this elder as a sucker.

After hanging up the phone, Xiao He's smiling expression faded somewhat, turning serious.

This was a major investment.

President Huang said he wanted to invest, but they also had to show sufficient sincerity.

Without any hesitation, he dialed Lin Cheng's number: "Call the relevant persons in charge for 'Super Spacetime Confrontation' for a meeting now."

Then, Xiao He called He Jinnian, who was far away at the filming location planning props.

The phone rang for a long time with no answer. Already familiar with He Jinnian's "workaholic king" nature, Xiao He instead called He Jinnian's newly hired assistant.

This time, the call connected quickly.

"Tell Director He to pause his current work and return to Shanghai. A major investor is preparing to send people over."

"Okay, got it."

After contacting He Jinnian's side, Xiao He finally let out a long sigh of relief and finally called Liu Rulan: "Sister Liu, come to my office. President Huang's people are flying over from Beijing tomorrow."

"President Huang? Okay."

With just that one sentence, Liu Rulan understood the situation and immediately agreed.

Soon, the entire Linghui began operating at high speed, preparing new cooperation proposals and plans for the upcoming major investor.

...

Early July.

Some people were busy with company projects, while others began to live leisurely.

In a certain office area, Zhou Junhao stretched lazily as usual.

"Hey, where have you been hiding out lately?"

The senior colleague at the next desk put down a file, smiling as he looked at the sleepy-eyed person.

"Ah, nowhere special. It's just that there haven't been any big news stories recently, so I'm feeling a bit unmotivated."

Zhou Junhao let out a long sigh, propping his chin on his hand as he leaned on his own desk.

After the hotel kidnapping incident, Zhou Junhao recovered from his injuries and returned to his post, resuming his work.

But these recent days had been truly calm and uneventful. Ever since he almost got killed while undercover in that den, his sister and brother-in-law had sternly criticized him and clearly stated they would no longer leak internal information to him.

So now, Zhou Junhao was also completely in the dark. He didn't know where the surveillance focus of the higher-ups was lately, where any more suspicious cases might have appeared, or if there were any news-worthy explosive points worth digging into deeper.

And without finding any new explosive points, Zhou Junhao could only, like his other colleagues, routinely pick up others' news and then second-hand rewrite it into his own news to publish.

Forgive him for being blunt, but isn't this pretty much the same as those marketing accounts?

Some news stories were obviously fake at first glance. Zhou Junhao would investigate deeply, only to find the prototype didn't exist at all. The news was just excerpted from some early blog's autobiographical novel, with no factual basis whatsoever. Yet, the ridiculous thing was, the more sensational these messages were, the more the viewers liked to read them, even believing them wholeheartedly.

For example, a colleague in the neighboring group directly spread a piece of fake news onto the internet, sparking a bunch of discussion and bringing extremely high heat. So even though other bloggers later debunked that the news was fake, that group's team leader didn't scold him, merely deleting the related news.

And the data and traffic generated by that news still counted, tallied into that colleague's performance metrics.

That's just unacceptable.

But not accepting it was no use either.

The traffic era is like this.

Whoever performs well is the boss.

Although the news Zhou Junhao had previously exposed was enough to make him a celebrity within his group, and the follow-ups to those news stories could completely allow him to smoothly complete his performance metrics for the next half year or so...

But... Zhou Junhao was really, really bored!

He felt his current life was meaningless.

He really did prefer pursuing a more exciting and meaningful life—

But where could he find that now?

Now, with his brother-in-law not helping, constantly traveling to Beijing for meetings, and recently the whole of China being calm and uneventful, with no shocking big scandals appearing...

He genuinely didn't know where to start.

Just as Zhou Junhao was sighing and lamenting, the old senior colleague next to him suddenly patted him.

"There's an assignment. You want to go?"

Zhou Junhao instantly sat up straight: "What news?"

"Recently, someone's been stealing electric scooters around here. Several girls downstairs from us have had theirs stolen. The higher-ups said we should follow up on it, might be able to write it up as a news piece."

Zhou Junhao immediately lost interest again: "That's it?"

Sigh, it's mainly that the last news story was too big and explosive, already raising his threshold. Now, hearing such boring news, he actually felt a bit disdainful.

"What? Don't look down on electric scooter thieves. Based on my observation, there's definitely a small gang in our district lately. Look at how many electric scooters have been stolen."

The old senior colleague pulled Zhou Junhao over and began a whole analysis: "Last week, that receptionist girl on the second floor, her newly bought pink electric scooter was stolen. At the time, we wondered if it was some pervert who thought the girl's scooter was cute and quietly pushed it away..."

"But who would have thought! The very next day, that guy upstairs from us, the one you said before never helps hold the elevator door, the 'deaf brother', his ten-year-old battle-scarred old electric scooter was also stolen!"

"And that intern from the group next to ours..."

Zhou Junhao originally wasn't very interested, but after hearing the other person mention a few more such pieces of gossip, his curiosity also rose a bit.

"Really?" Zhou Junhao rubbed his chin, looking thoughtful. "If the numbers are accurate, then that is indeed pretty brazen, stealing so many."

If it was just one, then forget it, but now there were so many!

This was interesting.

You have to know, their area was considered part of the city center, with surveillance cameras everywhere. For such a large-scale theft case, the police should have been on it long ago.

Probably... it wouldn't be long before the case was solved.

Even a mosquito's leg is meat; he should adjust his mindset now.

After all, many cases in the past were small cases leading to big ones.

He needed to perk up!

Zhou Junhao immediately stood up: "Then I'll go take a look!"