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Chapter 957 A group of pigs

Hengyang Entertainment.

Jiang Yisheng threw his cup in anger. Jiang Yisheng, who has always been elegant, rarely sees such an angry look.

The assistant stood aside, frightened.

He has been an assistant to Jiang Yisheng for many years, but he rarely sees Jiang Yisheng as popular as such.

"Mr. Jiang." The assistant called out carefully.

"Shut up." Jiang Yisheng roared angrily.

The assistant choked.

Jiang Yisheng was like an angry lion walking back and forth in the room, irritable and perverse, making people scared when they saw it.

Jiang Yisheng never expected that in just a few days, public opinion on the Internet had undergone such earth-shaking changes.

He was not very alert before, but it was just that the public opinion had reversed. There was a lot of room for operation here. He could even be said to be a navy soldier hired from Wenshe.

He had Li N's research report and a joint letter from a group of crosstalk celebrities, so he could strangle Xiang Wenshe to death.

But now it is different. The Internet has evolved into the public's call for his life, and everyone has posted their own selfies and words of asking for his life.

This is no longer just public opinion, but the people's hearts.

Who dares to go against the will of the people?

It is hard to say whether Xiang Wenshe is a vulgar art, but they are indeed the protector and promoter of traditional art.

Now that the whole people ask for their orders and the contribution of protecting and promoting traditional culture to the cultural society, can they still succeed?

In order to defeat and break up Xiang Wenshe, Jiang has already paid too much and planned too much. He really can't stand the result of his failure.

After a while, Jiang Yisheng's out-of-control emotions slowly calmed down. Jiang Yisheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, turned his back to his assistant, took a deep breath, and adjusted his emotions.

It was after a while that Jiang Yisheng finally calmed down. He said calmly and coldly: "How many people have been dug up from Xiangwenshe?"

The assistant quickly replied: "There are 45 people in total, 30 of whom have signed contracts with us, and there are still fifteen who have not."

"Hurry." Jiang Yisheng shouted loudly.

The assistant was startled and responded quickly: "Yes, I'll implement it right away."

After a pause, Jiang Yisheng asked again: "We have noted a few people we must dig, and how many have we implemented it?"

The assistant looked a little embarrassed and said, "So far there are only two people, one is Zheng Dayu and the other is Shen Quan. The others are unwilling to come, and they all signed a brokerage contract with He Xiangdong."

Hearing this, Jiang Yisheng couldn't bear to thrust the corners of his mouth, and he felt a little bored. It was easy for thousands of troops to get one general, and it was useless for ordinary actors to dig more. They had to be able to dig up the corners.

The actors on the list dug up and said that Jiang Yisheng worked with others and did not sign an agency contract with others. This is already a good treatment.

As for other shrimp soldiers and crab generals, they are not treated so well. They all have to sign a contract with Jiang Yisheng.

It’s strange that when they were Xiang Wenshe, they refused to sign a contract with He Xiangdong. When this came out, they were willing to sign a contract with Jiang Yisheng.

You should know that the treatment He Xiangdong gave them was much better than what Jiang Yisheng gave them, and this group of people was really a shameful person.

Jiang Yisheng is also full of depression now. He knows that the corners on the list have not been dug up a few people. He also knows that many of these corners have feelings for Xiang Wenshe and have taken the initiative to sign a contract with He Xiangdong.

That's why Jiang Yisheng wanted to completely defeat Xiang Wenshe. As long as Xiang Wenshe is finished and disbanded, the contracts on these people will be gone, and his chances of subduing these people will be much greater.

This is his real plan.

But now, Xiang Wenshe is unable to finish his life and can't even dig out those good corners. He only has this batch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals in his hand. What's enough for?

Jiang Yisheng wanted to cry without tears.

After a long silence, Jiang Yisheng's eyes became more and more vicious. He said coldly: "Let those people act as soon as possible and nail the Wenshe to the Wenshe in one fell swoop at the seminar on the three vulgarities held by his superiors."

"Yes." The assistant responded.

"And." Jiang Yisheng said again: "Help me contact a few people, I'm afraid that relying on them alone will not be enough to nail Xiang Wenshe to death... This time it must be successful."

"Yes, I'll do it right away." The assistant agreed.

"Yeah." Jiang Yisheng nodded slightly.

The assistant hesitated a little and stopped walking.

"Huh?" Jiang Yisheng turned to look at him and asked, "Is there anything else?"

After pondering for a moment, the assistant said, "It was just that there was a little accident in the public opinion on the Internet."

When Jiang Yisheng heard the online public opinion, his mood suddenly became worse again. He asked coldly: "What accident?"

The assistant replied: "It was just a group of people insulted He Xiangdong's master Fang Wenqi online. Although Xiangwenshe fans kept scolding them back, they still did their own thing. I asked someone to see it, and they said it was a bit like the work of a navy army. I think it was a bit strange. Could there be someone else to attack He Xiangdong?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yisheng frowned deeply. He also felt something strange. He did not scold his apprentice, but instead wanted to scold his master. This seemed very ordinary, and it was naturally necessary to deal with a person in all aspects.

But Fang Wenqi has a very good image. His farewell performance a few years ago caused a sensation across the country. Even the leaders of the Ministry of Culture came to see the old artist in person.

The media has been praised for many years, and there has never been a negative comment from Fang Wenqi on the Internet and traditional media.

Why did it appear this time?

strangeness.

Who did it?

The last time Fang Wenqi had negative news was four years ago, and it was still when he was preparing to say goodbye to the performance...

Say goodbye to the performance...

Say goodbye to the performance!

Jiang Yisheng was shocked, and a cold air rushed straight from the soles of his feet, and it was like chopping bamboo along the way, which shocked his goose bumps all over his body.

The cold air entered his mind, and Jiang Yisheng's mind was stunned for a moment, as if he was struck by lightning, his eyes widened, and he was stunned and silent.

A layer of fine cold sweat instantly spread on Jiang Yisheng's forehead, and Jiang Yisheng's calves were a little soft.

At this moment, he finally thought of some things that happened back then, and he finally thought of the third possibility that Gao Bingsheng mentioned.

The assistant was shocked when he saw his boss suddenly change like this.

"Mr. Jiang, are you okay?" the assistant called out carefully.

Jiang Yisheng came to his senses and looked at his assistant. His eyes showed a look of horror for the first time. He hurriedly shouted: "Go and check it quickly, who did it. Especially those pigs in the crosstalk world, don't do it by them, go quickly."

The assistant was startled: "Yes, yes, I'll go right away, I'll go right away."

The assistant turned around quickly.

"Come back." Jiang Yisheng roared again.

The assistant turned around quickly.

Jiang Yisheng walked back and forth in the room, anxious and panicked, and kept muttering: "No, no, no, no, no, no."

The assistant was worried. He still didn't understand what he had given birth, but this was the first time he saw his boss so panicked and anxious.

After a while, Jiang Yisheng stopped. He turned his head to look at his assistant, gritted his teeth hard, and had a decision in his heart: "Stop all behaviors targeting Xiang Wenshe, tell the people in the crosstalk world, and help Xiang Wenshe speak at the seminar on the Three Vows."

"Ah?" The assistant was stunned.

"Go quickly." Jiang Yisheng shouted again.

"Yes." The assistant ran out.

Jiang Yisheng fell powerlessly on his chair, with a lonely smile on his face. He had planned for so long and had made preparations for so long, but now he was in vain.

The mechanism was too smart, but it was a waste of Qingqing's life.

Huh, how ironic.

Jiang Yisheng seemed to laugh but not laugh, but cried but cried, and sadness came from it, and he was extremely sad.

Jiang Yisheng turned around and looked out the window, and his heart gradually sank.

In the past, he liked to look out the scenery outside the window, and he liked to look down from a high place because he liked to look down at everything. But today, he was a little scared. It turned out that standing so high would kill people.

"Tu tuk tuk."

The assistant opened the door and came in: "Mr. Jiang, I contacted me, but they refused to give up no matter what they said."

"A group of pigs." Jiang Yisheng sneered coldly.
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