They Regretted it After Their Hearts Turned to Ashes

The projector buzzed, the picture was bright, and the dazzling white light seemed to be spilling from the head.

The pilot piece is finished.

The software automatically jumps and continues to play the video that Fanghang was watching before.

Someone recorded the live broadcast outside the hotel that day.

Luo Zhi fell to the ground in the shove.

His memory was very unclear, he couldn't remember what had happened, and he couldn't hear. So he leaned there, watching his sister's mouth carefully.

…

After a long time, Luo Zhi's eyes finally revealed a little sigh.

It turned out that his sister was apologizing to others.

It turned out that his sister did not want to recognize his brother again.

His sister stood there, apologizing for him for a trumped-up crime, confessing what he had not done, and making a clear line with him.

Luo Zhi watched quietly, he didn't even move much, just leaned against the neatly trimmed bushes in the green belt by the roadside.

He suddenly seemed sleepy and tired, so he slowly closed his eyes.

It was like saying goodbye. All the emotions gradually melted into a calm that could not be rippled, and then the pool of water no longer fluctuated, but fell into a silent black dome.

"Is this the general manager of Huaisheng?"

In the silence, Fang Hang suddenly said: "This is his sister? My sister, didn't you pick it up?"

Luo Cheng avoided the light in vain.

She shivered and looked up stiffly.

Fang Hang didn't let her answer the previous questions. It seemed that the other party knew very well that she couldn't answer any questions at all.

Fang Hang was reading the reply below the video.

Not everyone watches variety shows and chasing stars, and not everyone knows what Li Weiming is.

However, the video and recording that Ren Chenbai suddenly sent out caused an uproar, and many people didn't know about Luo Zhi until this time.

Many people did not know Luo Zhi until this time, and only understood what had happened before.

"Why do you want such a sister?"

Fang Hang slowly turned the page and read down: "I watched that video too. Is she the one who tricked his brother into the hotel?"

"That's about it."

"Going to help outsiders hurt my own brother, saying that he cheated people on his birthday and smashed the cake."

"Even if you don't know, you don't have a brain? What is this hotel decoration for, can't you see it?"

"It's a perfect match with Li Weiming."

"By the way, what did she just say on the live broadcast, she is also a fan of Li Weiming?"

"That's no wonder."

…

No wonder.

Fang Hang put down his phone and looked at Luo Orange.

This decent and elegant Miss Luo didn't tremble or cry at this time, but just sat stunned and held her head stiffly. Hearing a reply, he flinched as if being beaten.

Then Fang Hang suddenly thought about the use of Luo Cheng.

The Luo family's momentum during this period was very bad, the company's stock price fell like a cliff, and those shareholders who were chasing after it disappeared overnight.

Without the support of the council, Jian Huaiyi has almost been overridden by them.

Otherwise, Fang Hang would not be able to blatantly violate his intentions and bring Luo Cheng here instead of sending him to a more filthy place.

They hate Luo Cheng, but they will never do that kind of thing.

Although Huaisheng Entertainment was about to be coerced into a desperate situation, but fortunately, except for one Li Weiming, nothing happened that would make President Luo unhappy.

"It doesn't make sense, you are no longer President Luo's sister."

Fang Hang walked over: "Whether you are afraid, regret or despair, it doesn't make any sense. To President Luo, you are no longer his."

At the door of that hotel, Luo Zhi had already said goodbye.

Luo Orange rolled his eyes and looked at him dully.

Fang Hang didn't seem to notice her strangeness at all, and suddenly took a completely business-like attitude, explaining to her clearly the artist contract and various contracts of Huaisheng Entertainment.

Huaisheng Entertainment has always had the most relaxed contract under Luo Zhi.

Not just for artists, but for people like them. Luo Zhi didn't like the so-called consignment contract, nor did he like high liquidated damages. If someone found a better place, he would almost let them come and go freely.

- Most of the other companies in the circle do not do this. Will there be any problems in doing so? Not really.

The biggest problem with doing this is that Luo Zhi himself can hardly make any money. After working hard for two years, the company's momentum is getting better and better. The general manager can only choose between buying a ticket or a script.

However, Luo Zhi doesn't care much about this. He can live any kind of life. He can sleep in an office or stay in a small hotel. His biggest hobby is playing "Subway Parkour".

"If you came to the company at that time, even if you want to leave now, we have nothing to do with you."

Fang Hang explained here, stopped for a while, and said, "If you come at that time, you can catch up with the best time."

"The company's artists are not too popular, but they work very hard and have hired a lot of teachers for them. As long as they have worked hard in the past few years, they can only eat youth food."

"Mr. Luo himself was hacked. At that time, the company's situation was too bad, and there was absolutely nothing to do. Later, when I got money, I hired the best public relations for artists. It's not the kind of people who are good at making traffic, or they are very professional. Artists will not be wronged."

"Resources cannot be ranked in the top stream, but there are many companies who have established long-term cooperation with us. As long as it is an artist we recommend, they will close their eyes and ask for it."

Fang Hang's tone was very flat. He leaned against the wall and watched Luo Cheng slowly recover from the sluggish state of escape, almost pleadingly shaking his head at him.

He knew that these were the bigger blows to Luo Cheng.

These were originally prepared by Luo Zhi for Luo Cheng.

For such a person, what could be more regrettable than these?

Everything that might have belonged to her, so good and so smooth, was destroyed by her own cleverness and smugness.

Luo Zhi didn't like running a company at all.

Once when they held a celebration banquet and everyone was drunk, Luo Zhi told them about his ideal of traveling around the world, from the age of 20 to the age of 80.

Huaisheng Entertainment was able to do this because Luo Zhi's path as an artist was too hard, and he didn't want anyone to suffer any more grievances.

The celebration banquet that day was held in the KTV box. Luo Zhi was so coaxed by them that he sat in front of the microphone in the corner and sang a lot of songs.

Later, when Luo Zhi sat back in the shadows and chatted with them with his guitar in his arms, they didn't know how to coax him, so that Luo Zhi might as well come back.

The company's situation has changed a lot. They want to send Xiao Luo a star, saying that there will be countless people who like Luo Zhi, and confession letters and gifts may flood the front desk of the company.

Luo Zhi was also poured a lot of wine, and laughed along with those extraordinarily outrageous imaginations, and suddenly seemed to wake up suddenly, and shivered slightly.

Luo Zhi held the guitar and slowly plucked the strings twice.

"No." Luo Zhi's eyes were sober, "No."

"Can't sing."

Luo Zhi tapped his left ear and smiled indifferently: "I can't hear clearly."

…

"Mr. Luo originally wanted to send you a script." Fang Hang said.

Luo Orange curled up even more deadly towards the corner. She raised her hand to cover her ears, but she couldn't stop Fang Hang's voice.

It's not that he was almost deaf after being beaten. Even after many years, it will relapse due to physical condition or emotional influence.

Just cover your ears, how can you stop it?

"The team is almost ready, Mr. Luo has been busy for a few days and has no use for the company's money."

Fang Hang looked at her: "Fortunately I didn't give it to you, otherwise it would be a waste..."

He stopped talking, walked over, and took away Luo Cheng's cold arm: "...Can't you listen?"

"That won't work, I just talked about the topic." Fang Hang said, "The artist contract you signed is not the version that President Luo set."

Luo Cheng was still struggling desperately, but when he heard this sentence, he suddenly stopped in place.

She seemed to realize something completely, and finally her face slowly changed.

"Mr. Jane has redrawn the contract, and you are the first artist to sign a new contract." Fang Hang showed her the contract she had signed.

In the new contract, the artist must absolutely cooperate with the work given by the company, and have no right to refuse any arrangement.

It is not impossible to terminate the contract in advance before the contract period expires.

The corresponding amount of liquidated damages that need to be paid may not be taken seriously by the original Luo family. But if it is now... even if Luo Cheng is really sold, it is impossible to get it all together.

"Huaisheng Entertainment's legal department is also very good." Fang Hang suddenly remembered, "By the way, Miss Luo, do you know where Li Weiming is now?"

Luo Chengji felt a strong chill, she held onto the contract tightly, and a strong sense of unease engulfed her heart: "Where is...where?"

"Waiting for the trial." Fang Hang said, "Defamation plus fraud, the circumstances are serious and the amount is huge, and the legal department will treat him well."

Fang Hang took the contract out of her hand and put it back in the briefcase.

Luo Cheng was almost drowning by this almost suffocating silence. She watched Fang Hang put away the contract, and finally seemed to be drained of her remaining strength inch by inch.

Luo Cheng moved his lips impatiently: "You... what do you want me to do?"

"Miss Luo likes to be a star, doesn't she?" Fang Hang said, "Live it."

"Director Gong's crew is closed at the venue. It is not forbidden for the actors to interact with the outside world through the Internet. They will also broadcast while filming, which is just suitable for live broadcasts between filming."

"Read comments on live broadcast, apologize on live broadcast, this traffic should be very high recently - don't you like apologizing very much?"

Fang Hang handed her the tablet again: "Then keep apologizing."

…

Minglu once again led someone to stop Ren Chenbai at the dock.

Ren Chenbai was leaning on crutches, but he was not as dazed as he was at Wanghai Villa a few days ago.

One of his legs was broken, but he didn't seem to notice it at all.

Even that leg still has obvious distortion and dislocation, and it was thrown away after being given some medicine.

"I know Xiaozhi is gone, I didn't come to ask you for someone."

Ren Chenbai looked at Minglu and smiled politely: "Sorry, I was not sober and did something offensive the other day."

Ren Chenbai turned his head: "Can I talk to Xiaozhi here?"

The other person looked calm, and the tone of voice was indistinguishable, but he didn't look at the person when he spoke, and there was some kind of terrifying strange light in his eyes.

The wharf wasn't originally owned by Ming's family, so Ming Lu was noncommittal, just motioning for the Ming family to move away a little.

Ren Chenbai dragged that leg and walked forward without anyone else, until he walked into the black water full of oil.

He seemed to have finally reached a place closer to Luo Zhi, smiled and sat down slowly.

He sat in the water, reaching out and stroking the calm water.

"Xiaozhi." Ren Chenbai said, "Li Weiming was sentenced to seven years."

"Why are you so powerful? This is still a lawsuit filed by your own company, and they have taught Luo Cheng a lesson." Ren Chenbai asked, "Why can't I help you at all?"

He turned around on his body for a long time, and finally found his phone in the last pocket, turned on the screen, and clicked to play: "Look, look, Luo Orange is complimenting your comment."

Luo Cheng in the live broadcast was about to meet Director Gong's requirements.

Affected by Li Weiming's turmoil, Luo Cheng's reputation was also in disarray. And some rumors began to spread in Luo Cheng's school forum. It is said that after Luo Zhi was pushed and fell outside the hotel, she was taken home by this Miss Luo and threw it into the warehouse to hide.

…

If it is said that what has been done in the past is just chilling, if this rumor is true, it will only be completely absurd and outrageous.

Luo Cheng is now an artist of Huaisheng Entertainment. According to the contract, he must broadcast fixed content and fixed duration as required.

At first, when she read the comment, she would suddenly lose control and cry, and even couldn't help but defend herself - her super-control in the live broadcast room was very fair, so she really banned swiping for a minute to let her defend.

"Then she couldn't say a word." Ren Chenbai said with a smile, "After a minute, the live broadcast room was almost scolded."

"I originally wanted to release all the things she did, but Director Gong wanted to make a documentary and signed an agreement..." Ren Chenbai's voice suddenly stopped.

He seemed to be stuck without warning, opened his mouth for a long time, and then said again: "Gong, director."

Ren Chenbai was a little confused and touched the surface of the water: "Xiaozhi, why did Director Gong let me go, and said that my mother would blame her and hate me?"

The water was full of oil and dirt, not even a trace of light could be reflected, and Ren Chenbai naturally couldn't get any response.

He sat in a daze for a long time, then remembered that he was here to watch the live broadcast for Luo Zhi, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Look, Xiao Zhi, Luo Orange is praising you."

"Have you always wanted to hear Luo Cheng say this?" Ren Chenbai followed the live broadcast room, saying line by line, "I didn't expect Luo Zhi to sing so well."

"After making up for the past, is this level still necessary to press people with momentum?"

"Whoever got in the way, got hacked."

"I just went to make up the variety show. The scene is so good. Let's take care of your body. Can you sing a few more songs?"

"It's from the video of playing the guitar in the rain. Let's be happy in the future, please?"

…

In the live broadcast room, Luo Cheng muttered in a low voice, Ren Chenbai followed with a smile, and the two voices were stacked together, almost a bit creepy and weird.

"Don't be angry with them. Many people haven't watched variety shows. They don't even know what Li Weiming is. They are just beginning to understand you."

Ren Chenbai explained warmly: "In the past, someone always wanted to hide you, but now there is no more, so they can see the real you."

"They don't know that the protagonist of "Huo Miao" is you, and they thought you were recuperating in my hospital." Ren Chenbai thought for a while, and then added to him, "Li Weiming... His fans have long been afraid to speak."

Of course, there are also a lot of grassroots. Hei Luozhi, who used to follow the jumping feet, changed his words after watching the wind turn... But there are people from Huaisheng Entertainment watching, such comments will not be screened out and put into the live broadcast room. .

As for Li Weiming's extreme fans, most of them didn't think about protecting personal privacy when "punishing evil and promoting good".

... Ren Chenbai of course knew that this was far from enough.

But he thought, Luo Zhi has such a good temper.

The mistake this time is too serious, and it is definitely not as easy to coax as before.

But if you come to apologize every day and talk to Luo Zhi, you can still play a little role, right?

Ren Chenbai thought for a while, and then suddenly remembered: "Xiao Zhi, do you still have some snacks?"

He looked at the surface of the water, as if he had got some answer, smiled slowly, and happily reached out to explore the water.

There was only a lot of sand under the water, and he grabbed the wet sand and put it into his mouth without hesitation.

Following him was the assistant of Ren Jiapai, and it seemed that it was not the first time he had dealt with this kind of thing.

It seems that no one in the Ming family pays attention to them, and no one cares that Ren Chenbai is going crazy here alone.

Ren Chenbai suddenly started to get angry. He struggled so hard that he held the handful of sand tightly and refused to let go: "What are you doing?!"

"This is what Xiaozhi gave me, it's a snack... let go!" Ren Chenbai said in a deep voice, "I don't know what the filling is if I don't eat it, he will ask me what the filling is..."

The assistant didn't dare to let go, he tried desperately to stop with a bitter face, and suddenly found someone walking over.

The assistant raised his head subconsciously and shuddered: "Ming, Director Ming..."

"Don't stop." Minglu said, "Let go."

The assistant was stunned for a moment, trying to explain the situation, but the strength in his hand had been unconsciously loosened for a moment.

He was startled, and hurriedly wanted to stop Ren Chenbai again, but found that Ren Chenbai was just sitting there blankly, looking at his hands.

Ren Chenbai's breathing suddenly began to quicken, he looked around in a panic, and touched his palm back and forth.

He clenched it so tightly just now that the handful of sand dripped from his fingers, leaving only a thin layer of sand.

"Mr. Ren."

Minglu looked at the time: "Go back when you're almost done."

Minglu said: "It's getting late, it will disturb other people's rest."

Ren Chenbai was still panting heavily because of the snack. He pushed the assistant away with a gloomy expression: "What did you say?"

"What did you say?" Ren Chenbai struggled to stand up, he broke his leg, and was pulled back by the severe pain, "You are disturbing us! Xiaozhi—"

"Luo Zhi." Ming Lu repeated this already somewhat unfamiliar name, paused for a while, and looked at the dark oil stains on the water, "In your heart, is that so?"

Minglu asked, "Is it so dirty?"

Ren Chenbai was helped by his assistant and stood up.

He seemed to be shaken by the question, and then lowered his head in a trance.

He just found that his body was dirty again, and he reached out to wipe it in a panic, but the more he wiped, the more embarrassed he was left. He shook his head desperately, trying to refute the explanation, but heard his own voice: "Of course."

"Of course," he heard himself say. "How can he be clean by himself? He's going to come down and stay with me."

"How can he be clean?"

Ren Chenbai heard his confused voice: "Why is he always liked by so many people?"

Why can't you stop it?

Why does Luo Zhi's real appearance appear in front of others, so people still like him?

Ren Chenbai looked around in a trance, he suddenly saw a conch beside Ming Lu's feet, rushed over and grabbed it in his hand, and then used all his strength to throw it into the sea water from a distance.

"Why can't you hide?" Ren Chenbai asked, "Why—"

His voice was suddenly choked by a force.

Minglu waved his hand, squatted down to look at him, and his usual amiable expression finally carried a bit of indescribable meaning: "Have you thrown conch?"

Ren Chenbai was held down by the Ming family, and was panting in embarrassment.

Minglu asked him, "When?"

Ren Chenbai stared at him in a trance.

...who knows when?

He threw a lot of things, he blocked the phone of everyone in Huaisheng Entertainment, and asked the people in the hospital not to treat Luo Zhi kindly. Even the bonfire at the beginning, he has carefully cleared the field...

He couldn't give an answer, and Minglu didn't seem to want an answer either.

"Mr. Ren." Minglu said, "Take care of yourself, it's a pity you died."

Ren Chenbai's pupils shrank.

Minglu stood up.

Behind him, Ren Chenbai was pressed by the Ming family and pressed into the filthy, muddy water.