The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot Chapter 155 – Chapter 155: 151 Unparalleled strong support! [2 more updates]

Chapter 155: 151 Unparalleled strong support! [2 more updates]

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After those two Weibo posts were released, it wasn't long before the top trending topic changed.

#Shang Yaozhi, Passed Away#

Heat: 30936398

Boom.

Weibo was paralyzed in an instant.

The IT staff took a full two hours to repair it.

The fans simply couldn't believe it.

[What's going on? An hour ago they said he was still being resuscitated, how could he have passed away???]

[I don't believe it; is today April Fool's Day? This joke has gone too far.]

[Damn, I'm sick, Starry Entertainment and the show crew's words are all bullshit, if he's gone, then you say this? Where's the apology?]

The onlookers were also shocked.

[I saw Shang Yaozhi's award-winning movie, his acting truly outshined his peers and even some of his seniors, so talented, how could this have happened…]

[I can't take this anymore, I'm just a bystander, and just looking at it makes me feel terrible, I can't help but want to cry, I can't imagine what his fans must be going through.]

[But why have I heard rumors that you guys didn't rescue him in time, what is the real truth?]

[It's still dropping, it's still dropping, did Starry Entertainment use all the money scraped from their artists to pull the topic down? Also, if it's really not your fault, why are you deleting comments?]

However, those types of comments quickly disappeared.

Because Shang Yaozhi's fans were too fierce and the number of onlookers was large, Starry Entertainment and Real Person Escape's official Weibo had to enable comment filtering.

In a matter of moments, Weibo, forums, and all major online communities were explosively active.

[The first time I met Yaozhi was seven years ago, he was only 19 that year, not yet famous, and still just a teenager.

I was only two years younger than him, having just failed my middle school exams and considering suicide when he came to counsel me and even bought me a warm milk tea.

I truly cannot accept it; how could such a good person experience this?]

[Shh, God wanted to watch a movie, so he took him away.]

[Stop, the kid's already crying silly.]

The agent was also checking Weibo in the hospital.

Hours had passed and as Ying Zijin had said, Shang Yaozhi's heartbeat had been restored, and color was gradually returning to his face.

But his heartbeat was still weak and he hadn't woken up.

The agent didn't know when he would wake up, but unable to bear seeing the fans so grief-stricken, he eventually logged into WeChat and sent out a message.

This was an inner circle group, all big fans of Shang Yaozhi.

There were no company people here, he was helping to manage it.

The entry requirements for the group were extremely strict, so there were only fifty people, and there was no fear of any news leaking out.

[Everyone, take it easy, I swear on my life, Yaozhi is fine now, but he has not woken up yet. Please, for the sake of Yaozhi's smooth recovery, do not spread this information, I beg you.]

Hotel.

Ying Zijin took out the room card, opened the door, and answered the phone, “Hello, Grandpa.”

“Zijin, have you seen Weibo?” Old Master Zhong sighed, feeling very uncomfortable, “Such a good child, how could this… Life is so unpredictable, and accidents are too frequent.”

The day before yesterday, Shang Yaozhi had endorsed their Jade Pavilion's jade stone, bringing in tens of thousands of orders.

Although each order was not large in amount, together they were enough to match half a year's revenue of Zhong Corporation from the past.

Old Master Zhong originally didn't follow celebrities, but because of Shang Yaozhi's Weibo post, he looked it up.

Yesterday, he even specially watched Shang Yaozhi's award-winning movie and was in awe at how a hero could emerge so young, only to wake up to a crippling blow.

“Not yet,” Ying Zijin paused, “but he's fine.”

Old Master Zhong was taken aback: “Is what's being said online a rumor? But his company has already…”

“It's not exactly a rumor,” Ying Zijin said, “At least they think he's truly dead.”

Old Master Zhong did not understand what she meant: “Zijin, you take care of your own business first, Grandpa is also planning to go to Xinhai to see what's going on.”

If it's like what Weibo says and related to Starry Entertainment, he might be able to exert some influence.

After the call ended, Ying Zijin placed her phone by the bed, changed into pajamas, and started to rest.

She had been gathering intelligence on the NOK forum yesterday, and she had arrived in Xinhai early this morning, having hardly slept.

She fell asleep very quickly, less than a minute and she was out.

Evening.

The sky outside had darkened, the lights were bright, casting shifting shadows.

Fu Yunshen was slouched on the couch, looking listless and acting languidly.

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On the coffee table in front of him, there sat a computer.

The screen displayed a video call.

The person on the other end was the chairman of Chuguang Media, very young, definitely not over thirty years old.

The chairman's face flushed with anger, “Young Master, Starry Entertainment has no shame, they actually shifted the blame for this incident onto us. Now, the majority of the backlash has shifted, and everyone is saying we are the murderers who caused Shang Yaozhi's death.”

Just a few minutes ago, hundreds of marketing accounts under Starry Entertainment had acted collectively, all publishing similar statements.

They claimed it was because the night before, Shang Yaozhi was filming in Hengdian until midnight and then rushed to catch a plane to Xingang, where he started recording the show at five in the morning.

Incidentally, Chuguang Media was the largest investor for this drama, and both the female lead and the second male lead belonged to Chuguang Media.

Starry Entertainment seized on this, claiming that Chuguang Media didn't regard Shang Yaozhi as a human being, overworking him, and that was why he had died of a cardiogenic sudden death.

Fu Yunshen's eyes darkened, “So?”

“We must resolve this, Young Master,” the chairman fumed. “I've been in the entertainment industry for so many years, I've never seen someone as shameless as Starry Entertainment. The problem is, I don't know how to resolve this. That's why I've come to ask you.”

“If you can't deal with this little issue, what do I keep you for?” Fu Yunshen propped his head, his eyes curving like peach blossoms, the lilt in his voice rising, “Hmm—acting as if I've ever helped you with anything before.”

Chairman: “…”

Excuse the interruption, but you haven't.

Fu Yunshen casually remarked, “Such a trivial matter, don't bother your new boss with it. She's in poor health and needs rest. Handle it as you did in the past.”

The chairman hesitated, “But, Young Master, Starry Entertainment has…”

“I'm here.”

Those two simple words stood firm like an unshakeable mountain.

Understanding dawned on the chairman, and excitement took over, “Alright, alright, alright! With you here, Young Master, I'll go crush them now!”

Fu Yunshen lounged on the sofa for a while longer before slowly getting up, taking the warm milk, and knocking on the door of the adjacent room.

Several seconds later, the door was opened.

The girl, dressed in pajamas, stood barefoot on the wooden floor.

Clearly just woken up not long ago, her phoenix eyes were misty, hazy like the moon.

Fu Yunshen's gaze paused, and he swiftly averted his eyes, merely handing her the cup, “Have some milk, then go eat something.”

“Mhm,” Ying Zijin blinked her eyes, took the milk, and sat in the rocking chair inside the room.

Fu Yunshen intended to leave but still reminded her, “Yaoyao, remember to change clothes when you go out and meet people. It's not good like this.”

Hearing this, Ying Zijin glanced at him, seemingly finding his remark somewhat redundant.

After finishing the last gulp of milk, she said, “Other than you, who else would knock?”

Fu Yunshen didn't know whether to laugh or be angry, “Just me then?”

He was also a man.

“With you, I can be lazy.”

“…”

Fine.

“Change your clothes,” Fu Yunshen exited, “I'll see you downstairs in ten minutes.”

Ying Zijin lifted her eyes, nodding her head.

Her response seemed rather perfunctory.

After closing the door for her, Fu Yunshen leaned against the wall, as if stopping for quite a while.

She might be a kid, but her figure was certainly not that of one.

The next day.

The buzz about Shang Yaozhi on Weibo not only failed to die down but soared even higher.

Today happened to be Saturday, and fans, having the day off, were booking plane and train tickets to New Port.

The production team of Real Person Escape was also in New Port.

Starry Entertainment had a branch office there, and the production team was staying inside the branch.

At eight in the morning, a crowd had already formed beneath the company.

There were reporters, but the majority were fans.

“We want to go in, let us in, we demand an explanation.”

“Where's the surveillance footage from that time? Without it, why should we believe you truly tried to save him immediately?”

A complete mess, and the planner from the show team was already very impatient.

With so many fans insisting on entering, their frustration ignited, and they lashed out at the fans, “So, a star died, what's with all the crying and wailing? Can't you see you're being annoying?”

“Let me tell you, don't think just because he, Shang Yaozhi, was a Golden Flower Award Best Actor, even if he had swept all three major awards, was a Grand Slam Best Actor, he's still just an actor, understand?”

Without any strong backing, what influence could he hold?

Chapter end